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First off, I have realized that most of the times when you write these things you think they are coming out great and when in fact you come off as an asshole, so I’m going to try to do this one better than the old ones.lol. I will start the last of my input on my friend Phoenix. I just heard that last night he chased a guy who stabbed another man 8 blocks and apprehended him until the police got there….Pretty fucking right on the button for what we are trying to achieve if you ask me. It seems though that if he had listened to everyone on this site, and the rest of the people who despise him, that that man might have in fact gotten away.
o The reason I must blog again is because I watched Batman year 1 last night and if anyone has seen it or read the Frank Miller Graphic novel you will know just what I’m talking about. In the movie Bruce Wayne is 25 and decides to go out for his first night of crime fighting he only puts on some make up to look different and heads out. The next scene he is walking down a street and sees a pimp slapping a 12 year old hooker. Bruce then tries to put himself in the situation and tells the pimp to knock it off. The hooker not wanting his help attacks Bruce, next thing you know there is a huge brawl with Bruce, Selina Kyle and a shit ton of Pimps and Hookers. The police then show up and shoot and arrest him. He then has to fuck up shop and make the cops crash the car so he can get away.
o What im trying to get at is he wanted to do the right thing and help but it doesn’t happen overnight, people fuck up, and you learn by doing. Now Phoenix’s situation was nowhere near as bad, but if Bruce Wayne did what Phoenix did and gave his identity to the police and went along with everything… You’d all be talking shit on Batman right now. Get IT? Yes I feel fuckin stupid comparing it to comics sometimes and I know that it’s not real life, but I think it does say something about who we are and what we are trying to do, which was inspired by comics. I mean this guy Phoenix is just trying to do what we all are, the right thing. After being unmasked he has people leaving comments like “DIE NIGGER” on his wall and he is trying to handle his family life, job bullshit, and etc .While being a man about it and lying in his own bed that he made. On top of all that his own kind Trashing him all over this site. Don’t give me that bullcrap like “He’s not one of us” if you think like that I feel sorry for ya. That is not the Hero way in my book. What do you want him to do…STOP? So you can all patrol the streets the way YOU feel is right. Fuck That.
o We all do things different and the only way to really accomplish all these good deeds is to stick together. You got a problem with Phoenix, FUCKING CONATCT HIM OR PETER TANGEN. Have a fucking Justice League meeting or something with all the Heavy Hitters and no one leaves until it’s all worked out. I wouldn’t even be writing this if I felt you all actually genuinely were concerned and not just complaining about his violent tendencies when he had one controversial night, it’s not going to be the last time, next it could be one of you, then you got everyone dissecting your every move and calling you a monster. All you have to do is make one wrong move and you’re branded for life as a fuck up?
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o I joined The Real Life Superhero Movement because I wanted to make a difference, that’s why we all did, because the police wouldn’t or couldn’t handle it, now you say we must do it by your book, we might as well just join the fuckin force. Not saying that’s a bad thing.
o Also just to slip in there that the people Phoenix “sprayed” were Russian and if you hear them yelling and interpret it they say “NO one messes with the Russian Mob, get the gun”…. Just saying. It’s all just bullying to me and it’s what I used to see kids do to other kids to see if they can push them over the edge. It almost seems like you want him to do something fucked up so you can use it as an excuse to bash him, and yes I do feel hypocritical writing this long ass blog and getting involved with this, but fuck it, I like blogging
o You see, when my band first started, we were bad fuckin people. I aint going to lie we did drugs, stole, etc. and we’ve been playing for ten years and ,as the years passed we started kind of dressing like superheroes and decided 7 years ago that if we were going to dress the part we might as well become good people. Just claiming to be a superhero has made my life better, I think before I speak, and believe it or not I pick up trash and open doors for old ladies and shit. WHY? Why the fuck do I need to. Because it gives me purpose and makes me feel good, and yes its fun as fuck. Regardless on what you think a superhero is I think your all Fucking Awesome, and when we talk shit to no end on others it confuses me and puts a sour taste on the whole thing. Im not perfect in any sense and if you knew half the shit I have done in my life you probably wouldn’t even let me blog… lol But this is all about trying to do a better job than the last time and moving on to better things.
I want to be like the Hunter S. Thompson of this blogging shit, minus all the weird drugs. HE said once “when the going get weird, the weird turn professional.” and that is exactly what im going to do. -THE DEADBEAT
 

How is it going, this is the ded beat, my story is an angry and strange tale so here we go,  I am in a Real Life Super Hero Metal band called Jack Havoc, we have been together for over ten years and grew up in Pahrump, Nevada right next to Las Vegas. After the Death of our Guitarist Joseph Merritt we all move up here to Sequim Washington. For years we wanted to be like Rock stars and did alot of drugs, we are now seven years clean and will never look back. well even two years after quitting drugs we still got drunk a lot and partied. One Night about 5 years ago we wer having a party and one of my band mates brought this guy from his work over, this guy has been known to get drunk and start fights. So when he is good and lit, he starts calling one of our old roommates a nark, he was asked to leave and refused he started calling us names, and One thing led to another my lead singer tried escorting him out and him and another of our friends made physical conatct with each other a hit to the face each i believe. The he started calling us faggots and ran out of the house and said he would be back with his friends. 20 minutes later they all showed up, it was a brutal street fight with weapons and such, i dont want to get into detail, but both paries were equally violent and niether of us should have fought. The cops showed up and they all split, in the altercation one of our girlfriends had given one of there friends phones , that was broken to the cops. That night we all went to the hospital, my bass player had 17 fractures in his face, and then we went home. Once we get in a fight were done and we always have dropped it later, not that we should have fought. The next day they called and said they wanted the phone back we said we did not have it, thay said well thats to bad, then hung up. Hours later we got a call from the cops and all there friends saying that the same guy whos phone got given to the cops, had his car severly vandalized with fire. Now im going to say this right here and i hope everyone knows this, We DID NOT nor would we ever endanger someones life by lighting fire to a car. Needless to say thes guys are pissed and think we did it, which i swear on everything i hold dear we did not. To this day we never have figured out, there has been speculation here and there, we still think they might have done it themselves to keep it on going. Anyway for 6 months after our fight they would flip us off call us names and yell at our friends and fans. Until finally about a half a year later we ran into one of them at a bar. He hit me then got arrested, Months later he told us if we dropped it it would be over, so we did. Wrong move on our part, anyway he even thanked me after the court day and said he was cool, but his friend still thinks we blew up his car. Flash forwad a year and a half later i run into that same dude at a casino and he wants to fight me again, now i felt so bad about how bad that street fight cause we fucked alot of ther guys up, that every time after i was always nice when they wanted to fight and a little scared. So i start working out, 6 months later the other guy comes into my work and flips out on me in front of customers, i tell him to get out before i call the cops, i run into these guys from time to time, mind you if i have one of my friends around… they wont say shit, after years and years it is only two asshole who are still pissed and they have singled out me and my band time and time again, trying to start shit. I thought about it and here i am 5 years later i am now in great shape, I have trained in si-lat from time to time, Not a lot at all, but enough to feel better about being prepared, and have done nothing wrong besides getting into that fight, which we are all guilty of, and am a new Man. So three days ago im driving with my guitarist and i see the Phone/Car guy flip me off two blocks awy, i pull over my car and said Fuck That, i walk two blocks toward him, as im walking he gets int his car to make it look like he was getting a weapon, i almost turned around but said to myself now or never. I marched right up to him. He says” whats up lets do this” and i said,” Im here to tell you if you take a swing at me or anyone i know, not only will i defend myself, but ill call the cops right after and have you arrested, and i will press charges, and your legal fees will never end”. He got right up into my face and said” ill punch you right now”. I said” then do it”. I was calm and and everything he said was just a scared, bitter, Revenge thirsty punks rants and raves, plus im sure if i would have called a cop he might get busted with what ever drugs were in his car. Also im kind of a big boy now, i dont think he realized that, So he says,” i already kicked your bands ass any way” got in his car and left, there was a lot more arguing between me and him that day but i think you get the point. The moral of the story is i stood up, like i told myself i would do and stared in to the crazy bastards eyes and said” You don’t scare me”. He will never touch me because now that im a super hero im not afraid to say i have the law on my side and you cant terrorize me, Phoenix Jones Taught me that, and for that i am forever greatful, Never let you, your friends, or your family feel like they are helpless make a stand, he will always flip me off and say what ever he wants, but he will never lay a hand on me or anyone i know, cause if he does, i will make sure he goes to jail, and everyone knows that being in jail Sucks ha ha ha. Well thanks for reading and i hope i inspire anyone to stand up and be there own super hero. WE DONT MAKE DEALS WITH TERRORISTS.                                                                                                  The Ded Beat