Barnstable Sheriff Says We Shouldn’t Have To Pay For Prisoner’s Sex Change

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Barnstable County Sheriff James Cumming‘s this week came out in support of the state Department of Corrections (DOC) by filing an Amicus Brief in the case of Michelle Kosilek.  Kosilek, 64, who was born Robert Kosilek has requested a sex change operation which would be funded by the taxpayers of the commonwealth.

Kosilek is currently serving a life sentence at MCI Norfolk for the 1990 murder of his wife Cheryl McCaul.  Repeatedly through his incarceration, Kosilek has sued the DOC to allow taxpayer-funded gender reassignment surgery.

First things first, good job here by Sheriff Cummings. Taxpayers paying for prisoners sex changes is pretty much the absolute pinnacle of what is wrong with our society. I literally can’t even go into the reasons why, it’s just too exhausting to think we live in a world where this is even a viable question. This dude killed someone and now he wants us to pay for his tits? Seems legit.

What I am wondering though is if you get a sex change while in prison, do you switch to a female prison afterwards or do you stay in guy prison? I would imagine you go to girl prison right? You can’t have a person with lady parts prancing around a guy jail can you?

If my hunch is correct then this is the ultimate hustle in the history of hustles. You go from being some big dudes bitch in MCI to being the alpha female at Pillow Fight Correctional Facility? Yes please. It’s a wonder every guy with a life sentence isn’t trying to pull this move. It’s the prison equivalent of pretending you’re gay to become the guy who changes supermodels bras during fashion shows.

As much as I hate this Kosilek guy/girl, you have to respect the hustle. Just an absolute genius move here, don’t hate the player, hate the game.

P.S. Don’t you dare comment about the attractiveness of female prisoners and ruin my fantasy.

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Eastham May Adopt Electronic Voting System

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CapeCodOnline.com – The Colonial-era “yea” or “nay” of town meetings could be replaced by the click of a keypad if Eastham voters decide to adopt electronic voting at future town meetings.

Eastham is the first town on the Cape to form a committee to consider using devices that resemble TV remotes to record votes in seconds. These do away with hand counting, secret ballots and voice votes that date back to the Pilgrims.

Option Technologies, which rents out the equipment to many Massachusetts towns, charges from $10,000 for a small meeting to $50,000 for a town meeting with 2,000 voters, said Mark Fite, company president.

It doesn’t make sense to buy the equipment because renting comes with the technical experts who set up, maintain and take down the equipment, said Eastham Selectman Aimee Eckman, who is on the study committee.

Also, the technology could change quickly, she added.

How is it that not one town on Cape Cod has these devices yet? We are walking around with computers in our pockets but we still have to yell “yea” or “nay” at town meetings like we just walked off the Mayflower?

Oh and $50,000 to rent some T.V. remotes seems reasonable huh? It doesn’t make sense to buy them because the technology changes too fast? Are you shitting me? There are two buttons on the things, TWO! We have had this technology for like 50 years and it’s exactly the same. I repeat, they are T.V. remotes with TWO buttons.

I have an app on my phone that will tell me where the nearest liquor store is to my exact current location, guess what, it was FREE. Yet Eastham is going to rent some two button remotes for $50K? Gee I wonder why our governments are all in debt?

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Two Arrested Orleans Men “Contaminate Police Cruisers With Bodily Fluids”

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CapeCodOnline.com – ORLEANS — What started as a drunk-driving arrest Wednesday morning turned into an attack after the driver and his passenger allegedly resisted arrest and then “contaminated” police cruisers with bodily fluids, police say.

Around 1 a.m., Orleans police Sgt. William Norton and Officer Thomas Carey stopped Eric Zavalcofsky, 21, of Brewster and suspected he was driving under the influence of alcohol, according to an Orleans Police Department press release.

While being arrested, Zavalcofsky allegedly resisted, according to the statement.

Zavalcofsky’s passenger, 22-year-old Cody Kavanagh of Eastham, allegedly got out of the car and “charged at” Norton and Carey, according to the statement.

After gaining control of the two suspects, Norton and Carey placed them in separate police cruisers, according to the statement.

While en route to the police station, both suspects allegedly contaminated the police cruisers with “bodily fluids,” according to the statement.

Police declined to specify the fluids.

Oh come on Orleans PD you can’t just leave us hanging like this! I’m dying to know what the bodily fluids were. I NEED to know what the bodily fluids were. Don’t the police work for us? Aren’t they bound by one of the commandments of the constitution to tell us these things? Thou shalt make bodily fluids public knowledge or something like that?

As much as I have a burning desire to know if these dudes just pissed themselves or if they took a dump in these cop cars that’s not even the question eating at me the most. What I really need to know is if this was a premeditated conspiracy or not. I mean did these guys plan this somehow during the arrest or send each other some kind of hand signals or something?

If these two had absolutely no knowledge of the others intentions and decided, completely independent of one another, to defecate in the back of separate cruisers completely of their own accord… at the same time? Then I 100% believe in ESP from now on. Whatever that force is that makes one twin feel it when the other gets hurt? That instinct when a mother knows when something has happened to her child? Yeah that shit is real, and these two have it in spades.

All I know is everyone better think twice before they ever mess with two wizards, one second you’ll be face to face with them and the next thing you know you’re lying on the ground with two dumps on your chest. Dudes don’t even have to talk to each other they’ll just instinctively pull a double Cleveland Steamer on you all ninja style.

I don’t know about you but I’m staying the hell out of Orleans, there’s some black magic going on up there.

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Why People Are The Worst and Hating Them Is The Best

People suck. I realized this when I got my first job at age 14. Like most Cape Cod natives, my ass was dropped off at Town Hall the day I turned old enough to legally get a working permit and off I went to collect tickets and answer phones at the Island Queen. I actually scooped ice cream in Woods Hole for a bit, too..shit I worked harder at 14 then I have in the last 10 years.

Working on the dock at the Island Queen, and eventually behind the bar on the boat, I realized how truly miserable and mean people can be. I freakin’ loved that job (outside of the time I fainted while loading hundreds of passengers onto the boat because I was hot. And the time I accidentally got my hand caught in the engine room door and broke it in three places. Or when I somehow managed to pour boiling hot water down my pants while attempting to clean the hot dog machine..but anyways) – not only did I work with some of the best people, but I was on the water all day in the middle of summer on Cape Cod. You would think the people I was serving should have had similar attitudes, since I don’t know..THEY WERE ON VACATION?!

But no. I’d be behind the bar and someone would come up to order, I’d greet them like a normal human would greet another by I don’t know, saying “hello” and asking what I could get them, and they’d just bark “BUD LIGHT”. Or “HOT DOG”.

We did have some regulars that spent weekends on the Vineyard, and they were fucking awesome. I worked behind the bar with my older sister and one of my really good friends, Diddy. We instantly befriended the regulars and still keep in touch with most of them. Outside of the few chosen ones, my sister, Diddy and I were literally appalled by the way people treated us.

My girlfriends realized the same thing at their jobs, too. And I’m not just referring to tourists or summer jobs. I’m talking in general here. I mean even to this day, now that I’m an adult and pretty deep into corporate America, people fucking suck. I could be sitting at my desk, minding my own business and Bossy McDickTits comes up to try and bitch at me for something that 1 – wasn’t my responsibility and 2 – I literally couldn’t care less about.

Bitch, don’t kill my vibe.

In addition to sucking, people are also fucking stupid. At my previous company we used to give out blinky key chains as gifts. You would not believe the amount of people that would pick them up, look at them like they were fucking Martian’s and ask how they worked.

“You press this little button here to the left, that says ‘PUSH’. Then, hop on one foot for 30 seconds and go fuck yourself because you’re literally too stupid to insult”

At this point, I’ve just learned to not let it get to me anymore. I used to get so worked up and upset when someone was rude or spoke to me like I was dumb. Even now, people ask how I don’t get upset or bothered. Why should I let someone whose clearly miserable and hates life alter my normally enthusiastic and charming attitude?

“I can’t believe they just spoke to us like that!”

Since acknowledging and accepting that people are the absolute worst, I’ve adopted the attitude of never wanting to be around them. I would literally prefer to stay home and sit by myself then go to a party or bar. My girlfriends used to try and get me to do shit but they eventually gave up because anytime they actually did get me to go I always ended up in the corner sleeping or playing with an animal.

People are the worst. We need a new plague.

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You Have Until 12 Noon To Get Your NCAA Bracket In

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You can still enter our NCAA bracket tournament up until today at 12 p.m. To enter just register in the top right sidebar, once registered come back on the main site and there will be a link to your bracket where the registration button was in the top right. Make sure to use the red eventbrite registration button to pay your $10 entry fee as well. If you haven’t paid the entry fee by noon your bracket won’t count.

It looks like the winner is going to take home at least a few hundred dollars so it’s shaping up to be a nice little payout for the winner. We will post the exact cash payouts after all the entries are in and editing is closed. All scores will be updated automatically every day and we will post a leaderboard so everyone knows where they stand.

If you want to see what the winning bracket looks like you can see my bracket here, and if you want to see what a mentally challenged bracket looks like you can see Insane Tony’s here. Good luck everyone!

 

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Break-Ups Are Better Than Weight Watchers

Getting dumped is the fucking worst. I don’t care what you look like, how much money you make or how “pimp” you think you may be – at one point in time in your life, you have been dumped.

The pain of a broken heart is equivalent to that of being punched in the throat by a pack of knife wielding ninja’s who want to cut off your air supply and watch you gasp on the ground like a fat kid attempting to exercise. Trust me, I’ve been there.

Initially, when you get dumped, you’re extremely sad and depressed. There’s nothing worse than the realization that you are in fact not wanted, (other than tights, I fucking hate tights) and when someone first ends a relationship with you, you’re devastated.

This produces a lot of tears, endless phone calls and late night chats to your girlfriends and maybe even a lot of alone time wallowing in what you’re sure to be are the last moments of your pathetic existence.

Sure, maybe you’re sitting in your South Shore studio apartment having consumed nothing but wine and coffee for an entire week and yes, you’re fairly confident you will in fact die alone in yoga pants (I know I can’t be the only one..) but this is also the time in which you can, and should, use this new found depression to your advantage.

Typically, this sudden fit of depression leads to lack of appetite. Which leads to weight loss. Which leads to being skinny. Which leads to ‘fuck you I’m hot now and sucks to suck because you dated me when I was chubby’ should you run into said ex sometime in the near future or someone muploads a picture which you know he’ll see.

This obviously won’t work if you’re one of those people that eats her feelings, which is a completely separate issue and you should probs talk to someone about that..otherwise, break ups are literally better than Weight Watchers.

Sometimes, if I’m feeling particularly large I’ll get myself into a dead-end relationship just to be let down so I can lose a few pounds. Okay, that may be a bit of an exaggeration but I’m not going to pretend like I haven’t done it. Sometimes I need the motivation and exercise is for poor people who don’t have plans after work.

Sooo take your heart break for what it’s worth: be ano for a short period of time and BOOM you’re one good stomach flu/ heart break away from your goal weight.

I should seriously go into motivational speaking. Or perhaps some sort of treatment facility.

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Introducing The Real Cape 2014 NCAA March Madness Bracket Contest

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So March Madness is just two days away, we decided to run our own bracket tournament. This Cape Wide tournament will be tons of fun with money and bragging rights on the line! The entire contest will be automated right on the site so you can check your real time updates and we will be publishing daily leaderboards so you can see where you stand.

Here is how it works, on the top of the right sidebar there is a registration box, just register yourself, and you will be sent a password. Once you log you will be brought to a profile page where you can edit your info and change your password to something you can remember more easily.

From there you can go back to the main site by clicking “real cape” on the top left. Then using the same box on the right you can view and edit your brackets. Brackets can be edited  up until 12 on Tuesday.

Right below the registration box there is a an entry fee box. Click on that to pay the $10 entry fee and you will be live and ready to go. There will be cash prizes for 1st 2nd and 3rd place. The scores will automatically be updated. Prizes will be payed out via PayPal, cash or check two days after the tournament is over.

We get tens of thousands of visitors to this website so hopefully many of you will join the tournament and we will have tons of money to pay out. We will be posting daily leaderboards on the site so everyone knows where they stand and will announce the exact value of the prizes once entries close and we know how many people have signed up.

So sign up now and not only win a bunch of cash but also the bragging rights as the premier March Madness expert on Cape Cod!

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