I rarely visit far left sites. I don't believe what I do because I'm reacting to the "progressives". I've simply come to my conclusions about the issues by looking for the truth. So why make myself angry? I was just doing a little internet research for a project I'm working on, and I found myself over here.
Seems Woman of Abomination stepped into it today. Deep liberal doo-doo. The whole abortion debate, mixed in with the free speech issue. The post itself is juvenile, and hardly worth Woman's time of course, but the comments! Oh my!
Apparently reason, logic, and free-speech are not allowed in these circles unless they support the "correct" (meaning "progressive") way of thinking.
Simply put, the left has decided to use Nineteen-Eighty-Four techniques, to bring about their Brave New World. Pretty scary.
I knew all of this of course, I just never actually had the stomach to go to one of these sites and jump in.
Blechh. I feel like I'm about to barack on my keyboard I'm so wound up.
Update: (Getting deep here:)
"So much of life is about understanding our differences and being open to perspectives that our vastly opposed to ours."
Yes Romi! I was thinking on this before I even rolled out of bed this morning. What we have with the internet is a unique ability to interact and exchange ideas like never before, all over the world and from every human spectrum. We could ring in the neo-Renaissance by interacting in an adult way, but so many times we choose to spit on each other like kids in a sandbox. It's truly sad that we've chosen to take this amazing opportunity and profane it by turning it into a tacky shock jock show.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Time to take down John Murtha
Anyone else sick of one of the most disgusting pigs ever to "serve" in our congress? Michelle Malkin highlights a candidate who could unseat John Murtha:
Russell is a real military hero, unlike these two fools:
Want to help? Go here to make a contribution to Russell's campaign...I just did.
More on Bill Russell:
Update: Cranky at Six Meat Buffet interviews David Cuddy who is seeking to unseat another pork king, Alaska's Ted Stevens.
A jaw-dropping political miracle may be on the horizon. No, I’m not talking about the second coming of the Obamessiah. I’m talking about the long-deserved comeuppance of troop-smearing, pork-feasting, scandal-tainted Democratic Rep. Jack Murtha of Pennsylvania.
The 18-term congressman’s challenger, staunch conservative Republican newcomer William Russell, raised nearly $670,000 in the second fundraising quarter. Earmark king Murtha scraped together a measly $119,000. Russell’s underdog campaign bested Murtha without the perks of incumbency, national name recognition, big PAC donations or mainstream media support.
Even more amazing: The 45-year-old Russell, a Desert Storm veteran, former Army lieutenant colonel and Army reservist who survived the Sept. 11 terrorist attack on the Pentagon, was not even publicly campaigning during the quarter. He is on active duty with the Army until after Aug. 1 and is barred from actively campaigning until then.
Russell is a real military hero, unlike these two fools:
Want to help? Go here to make a contribution to Russell's campaign...I just did.
More on Bill Russell:
Update: Cranky at Six Meat Buffet interviews David Cuddy who is seeking to unseat another pork king, Alaska's Ted Stevens.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Testing My Fear of Heights
I'm sure everybody is just dying to hear what I did on my summer vacation to Colorado. But you may actually be entertained, so stick around for a few minutes and read this little post.
Let me first give you some background. When I was a baby, my dad threw me up in the air like most dads do...once. And he caught me too...once. After my father caught me, I grabbed on to his chest hairs with my itty bitty fingers. Dad said he believes I may have sprouted claws on my toes as well because I was stuck to him with all fours like some kind of marsupial clinging for dear life. I'm sure he got a nice patchy waxing when he finally disengaged me. So folks just didn't toss me when I was little unless they wanted to get a thrill out of torturing a baby. And some did. I guess even before I could walk, I had a keen instinct about the proper placement of the human foot upon the ground, and that G-forces were not my friend. I haven't changed. I have always hated the feeling of falling. For a while I hated being called a chicken but I got over it.
I wouldn't have been such a fun passenger for my Uncle Ralph, who had been quite a fighter pilot in Vietnam, when he used to take family members up in his plane for kicks. This week he told the story of how he took my cousin and her husband on strafing runs on their wedding day. Basically he took the plane high, turned, then dropped them drastically, buzzing innocent civilians on the ground. One farmer even took cover under his truck after my dear uncle got a little too close. He said at one point he forgot he was in a small plane, and was back in his fighter jet in Vietnam. He took it straight up until he felt like it was beginning to drop back, realized where he was, and had to figure out how to correct the plane before they plunged to their deaths. My cousin was totally pumped from the adventure. Her husband didn't last long. Never met him. I needed a paper bag to breathe into just hearing the story.
This same fear kept me from climbing 100 feet to the top of Bishop's Castle (which you just have to see).
And I didn't scramble up on the rocks when I met with Stacy (yay) at the Garden of the Gods either.
While visiting discovered we have two things in common. You can see in the picture above that we both have freckles on our necks where a charm should be. What you can't see is that we both share a terrible fear of falling.
So we ambled around on the concrete path, and stood far back on the high balconies overlooking the cliffs.
So why did I get on that helicopter to take my family on a scenic trip over the Royal Gorge? Because I figured with two little kids, and a tight seat belt I was safe. I also thought you had to pay extra for the special post-traumatic-stress-disorder ride.
Here I am in blissful ignorance. Sitting with my back to the pilot, who is also a Vietnam vet, with a face full of burn scars to prove it. I had no idea I was about to do a helicopter pilot's remake of the Uncle Ralph Flashback.
After this picture was taken, I hear in my headset "Let me know if this gets too intense for anybody, and I'll take it down a notch." A half second later, he takes the chopper up 45 degrees, banks to the right, and drops us at a 90 degree angle into the gorge. It's amazing how quickly one's ability to speak can become hampered by involuntary bloodcurdling screams. Coincidentally, I believe it may be exactly one half second. Of course I wanted to tell him "Excuse me sir, but this is a bit too intense for me, and I would like for you to take it down a notch, please." But instead, I clenched my eyes shut, and screamed until I ran out of air, reloaded, then screamed until I ran out of air again. My family tells me I did this three times. Hubby actually had time to make the decision about whether move the mik on my headset or to take a picture while I was in the midst of this deafening hysteria.
That is one hell of a deep gorge.
No, he didn't get the photo. He decided to save everybody's ears, and move my microphone. I've never screamed like that in my life.
Yes, Colorado was ridiculously beautiful.
Thankfully, I got to see the rest of it from a steady upright position.
Let me first give you some background. When I was a baby, my dad threw me up in the air like most dads do...once. And he caught me too...once. After my father caught me, I grabbed on to his chest hairs with my itty bitty fingers. Dad said he believes I may have sprouted claws on my toes as well because I was stuck to him with all fours like some kind of marsupial clinging for dear life. I'm sure he got a nice patchy waxing when he finally disengaged me. So folks just didn't toss me when I was little unless they wanted to get a thrill out of torturing a baby. And some did. I guess even before I could walk, I had a keen instinct about the proper placement of the human foot upon the ground, and that G-forces were not my friend. I haven't changed. I have always hated the feeling of falling. For a while I hated being called a chicken but I got over it.
I wouldn't have been such a fun passenger for my Uncle Ralph, who had been quite a fighter pilot in Vietnam, when he used to take family members up in his plane for kicks. This week he told the story of how he took my cousin and her husband on strafing runs on their wedding day. Basically he took the plane high, turned, then dropped them drastically, buzzing innocent civilians on the ground. One farmer even took cover under his truck after my dear uncle got a little too close. He said at one point he forgot he was in a small plane, and was back in his fighter jet in Vietnam. He took it straight up until he felt like it was beginning to drop back, realized where he was, and had to figure out how to correct the plane before they plunged to their deaths. My cousin was totally pumped from the adventure. Her husband didn't last long. Never met him. I needed a paper bag to breathe into just hearing the story.
This same fear kept me from climbing 100 feet to the top of Bishop's Castle (which you just have to see).
And I didn't scramble up on the rocks when I met with Stacy (yay) at the Garden of the Gods either.
While visiting discovered we have two things in common. You can see in the picture above that we both have freckles on our necks where a charm should be. What you can't see is that we both share a terrible fear of falling.
So we ambled around on the concrete path, and stood far back on the high balconies overlooking the cliffs.
So why did I get on that helicopter to take my family on a scenic trip over the Royal Gorge? Because I figured with two little kids, and a tight seat belt I was safe. I also thought you had to pay extra for the special post-traumatic-stress-disorder ride.
Here I am in blissful ignorance. Sitting with my back to the pilot, who is also a Vietnam vet, with a face full of burn scars to prove it. I had no idea I was about to do a helicopter pilot's remake of the Uncle Ralph Flashback.
After this picture was taken, I hear in my headset "Let me know if this gets too intense for anybody, and I'll take it down a notch." A half second later, he takes the chopper up 45 degrees, banks to the right, and drops us at a 90 degree angle into the gorge. It's amazing how quickly one's ability to speak can become hampered by involuntary bloodcurdling screams. Coincidentally, I believe it may be exactly one half second. Of course I wanted to tell him "Excuse me sir, but this is a bit too intense for me, and I would like for you to take it down a notch, please." But instead, I clenched my eyes shut, and screamed until I ran out of air, reloaded, then screamed until I ran out of air again. My family tells me I did this three times. Hubby actually had time to make the decision about whether move the mik on my headset or to take a picture while I was in the midst of this deafening hysteria.
That is one hell of a deep gorge.
No, he didn't get the photo. He decided to save everybody's ears, and move my microphone. I've never screamed like that in my life.
Yes, Colorado was ridiculously beautiful.
Thankfully, I got to see the rest of it from a steady upright position.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
When a slightly unbalanced nut has entirely too much time on his hands...
...someone please pull Potfry away from his computer before he goes too far:
Oops.
Cynthia McKinney-Prince?
Oops.
At least he admits he has a problem.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Is Barack Obama gutless?
Well...I guess we will find out.
Barack Obama had the "audacity" to call out Sean Hannity. From Noel Sheppard at Newsbusters:
Hannity's response:
Now of course Obama can duck any reporter, pundit or political commentator he wants...and use the excuse that he simply doesn't have the time to appear on every show.
But since Obama made it a point to call Hannity out for his criticism, don't you think if he has the chops to be President that he could handle an unabashed conservative like Sean Hannity?
Imagine the points the Obama campaign could score if Barack went on Hannity's show and put him in his place. Libtards think Obama is brilliant and Hannity a moron...so this would seem like the perfect opportunity to prove that.
Barack Obama had the "audacity" to call out Sean Hannity. From Noel Sheppard at Newsbusters:
On Wednesday, presumptive Democrat presidential candidate Barack Obama blamed his wife's high negative ratings on "the conservative press—Fox News and the National Review" as well as "rants by Sean Hannity."
He also said, "And you know, the problem is that rarely do these folks have the guts to say it to your face."
Hannity's response:
Now of course Obama can duck any reporter, pundit or political commentator he wants...and use the excuse that he simply doesn't have the time to appear on every show.
But since Obama made it a point to call Hannity out for his criticism, don't you think if he has the chops to be President that he could handle an unabashed conservative like Sean Hannity?
Imagine the points the Obama campaign could score if Barack went on Hannity's show and put him in his place. Libtards think Obama is brilliant and Hannity a moron...so this would seem like the perfect opportunity to prove that.
Friday, July 18, 2008
What's wrong with this picture?
Would you believe...these women are starving?
I'm not making that up.
Because according to NPR, these women are malnourished thanks to rising food costs and a poor Ohio economy:
The rising cost of food means their money gets them about a third fewer bags of groceries — $100 used to buy about 12 bags of groceries, but now it's more like seven or eight. So they cut back on expensive items like meat, and they don't buy extras like ice cream anymore. Instead, they eat a lot of starches like potatoes and noodles.
Damn. Maybe that Atkins guy was on to something...
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Blowhard hypocrite of the decade?
C'mon...it's gotta be Algore (PBUH):
Update: The Moron-in-Chief has a better characterization of Algore (PBUH)
And Moron Pundit blogging over at DPUD has another...
Michelle Malkin has more...
Update: The Moron-in-Chief has a better characterization of Algore (PBUH)
And Moron Pundit blogging over at DPUD has another...
Michelle Malkin has more...
News Flash...Central California is a shitty place to live
And now it is official:
Hmm. Any guess at what dynamic might be in play here that would cause such a low standard of living?
Sure, the San Joaquin Valley is California farm land, but that alone would not cause abject poverty and low educational and medical standards.
Let me see...I just can't seem to put a finger on it. What could the reason be?
NO.
You mean that an invasion ofillegal aliens undocumented immigrants would lower wages, bring new disease and medical costs and the inability (or desire) to speak English might cause economic depression, a failing medical system and low educational results?
Who knew?
Of course this study fails to mention theillegal alien undocumented immigrant issue at all:
Oh Adela? And what are those issues? I guess the taxpayers just don't serve the San Joaquin Valley enough...
Yup. That's exactly it. We simply don't sink enough money into Central California. There are no other causes. None at all.
WASHINGTON — Poverty, poor health and plenty of school dropouts have put the San Joaquin Valley's 20th Congressional District dead last in a new national scorecard that ranks the overall well-being of residents.
Even notoriously grim Appalachia fares better than the congressional district that sweeps in Fresno, Kings and Kern counties, the study, which was released Wednesday, shows. The assessment of health, education and income ranks the district 436th out of 436 districts nationwide.
Hmm. Any guess at what dynamic might be in play here that would cause such a low standard of living?
Sure, the San Joaquin Valley is California farm land, but that alone would not cause abject poverty and low educational and medical standards.
Let me see...I just can't seem to put a finger on it. What could the reason be?
In 2003 in Stockton, California, 70 percent of the 2,300 babies born in San Joaquin General Hospital's maternity ward were anchor babies, and 45 percent of Stockton children under age six are Latino (up from 30 percent in 1993). In 1994, 74,987 anchor babies in California hospital maternity units cost $215 million and constituted 36 percent of all Medi-Cal births. Now they account for substantially more than half....
NO.
Cristobal Silverio emigrated illegally from Mexico to Stockton, Calif., in 1997 to work as a fruit picker.
He brought with him his wife, Felipa, and three children, 19, 12 and 8 – all illegals. When Felipa gave birth to her fourth child, daughter Flor, the family had what is referred to as an "anchor baby" – an American citizen by birth who provided the entire Silverio clan a ticket to remain in the U.S. permanently.
But Flor was born premature, spent three months in the neonatal incubator and cost the San Joaquin Hospital more than $300,000. Meanwhile, oldest daughter Lourdes married an illegal alien gave birth to a daughter, too. Her name is Esmeralda. And Felipa had yet another child, Cristian.
The two Silverio anchor babies generate $1,000 per month in public welfare funding for the family. Flor gets $600 a month for asthma. Healthy Cristian gets $400. While the Silverios earned $18,000 last year picking fruit, they picked up another $12,000 for their two "anchor babies."
In fact, the increasing number of illegal aliens coming into the United States is forcing the closure of hospitals, spreading previously vanquished diseases and threatening to destroy America's prized health-care system, says a report in the spring issue of the Journal of American Physicians and Surgeons.
In addition, the report says, "many illegal aliens harbor fatal diseases that American medicine fought and vanquished long ago, such as drug-resistant tuberculosis, malaria, leprosy, plague, polio, dengue, and Chagas disease."
You mean that an invasion of
Who knew?
Of course this study fails to mention the
"We have significant issues in the Valley that reflect rural inequality," said Adela de la Torre, a University of California at Davis professor and adviser for the new study. "The Valley has always been an area that's underserved."
Oh Adela? And what are those issues? I guess the taxpayers just don't serve the San Joaquin Valley enough...
"We have difficult challenges; there is no doubt," acknowledged Rep. Jim Costa, the Fresno Democrat who has represented the 20th Congressional District since 2005.
Costa, echoing de la Torre, stressed that "we lag in terms of dollars spent in the Valley, compared to other parts of the United States." The non-partisan Congressional Research Service likewise noted in a December 2005 report requested by Costa and other Valley lawmakers that the region "received fewer federal funds" than other parts of California or the United States overall.
Yup. That's exactly it. We simply don't sink enough money into Central California. There are no other causes. None at all.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Oh yeah? Or what?!?!
The opening paragraph of this story made me laugh out loud:
And if we don't?
Michelle Malkin has more...
THE HAGUE (Reuters) - The World Court ordered the United States on Wednesday to do all it could to halt the imminent executions of five Mexicans until the court makes a final judgment in a dispute over suspects' rights.
And if we don't?
Michelle Malkin has more...
Roger...just give up
When reading about the Roger Clemens story, I am reminded of the OJ Simpson murder trial juror who said that the reason she voted for Simpson's acquittal was that there was just too much evidence against him...nobody could have that much evidence against him without it being planted.
(that was a paraphrase)
So does Roger Clemens think we are all as dumb as OJ Simpson murder trial jurors?
OK, so now that's TWO trainers who have provided evidence that the Rocket was in receipt of performance-enhancing drugs. But...uh...we are supposed to believe that Roger never touched the stuff:
Hmm. Well, I don't know. But I'm kinda inclined to listen to two guys who are much smarter than me when I consider the Roger Clemens saga. Roger, I think you are a:
(that was a paraphrase)
So does Roger Clemens think we are all as dumb as OJ Simpson murder trial jurors?
NEW YORK -- Convicted steroid distributor Kirk Radomski handed over shipping receipts to federal investigators for a package of human growth hormone that he claims he sent to Roger Clemens' home in Texas in 2002 or 2003, the New York Daily News reported late Tuesday night on its website.
Clemens, the seven-time Cy Young Award winner, is under investigation for perjury after telling Congress he never used steroids or human growth hormone. Brian McNamee, Clemens' personal trainer, told Congress that Clemens used performance-enhancing drugs and that he provided them to the 300-game winner.
The Daily News reported, according to sources with close knowledge of the investigation, that Radomski is also believed to have provided the government with new information and receipts for drug shipments to other players.
Radomski is a former New York Mets clubhouse employee whose allegations formed much of former Senate majority leader George Mitchell's report on steroid use in major league baseball. Radomski was sentenced to five years of probation in February after cooperating with government investigators.
McNamee's allegations about Clemens in the Mitchell Report led to Senate hearings with Clemens.
The Daily News reported, according to the sources, that the package Radomski sent was addressed to William Roger Clemens, in care of Brian McNamee. The Daily News' sources said McNamee did not sign for the package.
OK, so now that's TWO trainers who have provided evidence that the Rocket was in receipt of performance-enhancing drugs. But...uh...we are supposed to believe that Roger never touched the stuff:
According to the sources, the timing of the shipment to Clemens' Houston home coincides roughly with the dates when Clemens' wife, Debbie, used human growth hormone in preparation for her participation in a pictorial in the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue. They also expect the evidence to corroborate McNamee's claims that Clemens was behind his wife's use and was present when McNamee injected her just after the drugs arrived at the couple's home.
Clemens' attorney, Rusty Hardin, said he wasn't aware of the government receiving the receipts from Radomski.
"I can't imagine that there's any truth to that at all," Hardin said. "We'll find out one day Roger never received or took the stuff."
Hmm. Well, I don't know. But I'm kinda inclined to listen to two guys who are much smarter than me when I consider the Roger Clemens saga. Roger, I think you are a:
Reaching across the aisle...
...for a maxi-pad to wipe the tears away. This is sickening. Resident Senate"Balladeer", Orrin Hatch (R-UT) recently penned a song honoring the Bootlegger's Boy from Taxachussetts, Ted Kennedy (D-MA). As we've all stood by this past year and watched the "distinguished Senator" battle a brain tumor with the assistance of only the finest doctors and specialists that a public, universal healthcare plan could provide, Senator Hatch wrote a song titled "Headed Home" for his "Special Friend". Here's just a sample of this reach-around for Teddy:
"Sailing home, sailing home. America, America, we're headed home at last." "Just honor him, honor him, and every fear will be a thing of the past."
Other Senate stalwarts like John Kerry, George Voinivich (pussy!) and Stenny Hoyer shed tears as big as horse turds over this slow-tempo ed, beltway opus. The Kopechne Family was unavailable for comment, unfortunately. Now there are plans to air this steaming pile of fecal-ity at the DNC in Denver next month. Just imagine how many times the tools from the mainstream media will try and shove this whole musical saga down the collective throat of those that dare tune in for the People's Party Message.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
I've Been a Very Bad Girl
Dear Mom,
I just realized that the last time I spent any time alone in your home, I was about 16 years old. Way too young (and too straight edge) to actually raid the liquor cabinet. You see, I've only been in your lovely home for two hours and already I have had two rum and cokes, given myself a manicure with your nail stuff, showered with your wonderful bath gels and shampoos, drenched my hair with your mousse, and used your perfume. Next I will dry my hair and put curlers in it. After that I'm going to stuff my face with Oreos, and dance around singing all the songs from Grease at the top of my lungs. Then I'm going to see if you have some frozen peas so I can stuff them up my nose and shoot them at the kids. This is so rad!
Your Loving Daughter,
Michele
P.S. I'm so glad you don't read this blog.
P.P.S. And Nigel thought this place needed a girl's touch. Ha.
I just realized that the last time I spent any time alone in your home, I was about 16 years old. Way too young (and too straight edge) to actually raid the liquor cabinet. You see, I've only been in your lovely home for two hours and already I have had two rum and cokes, given myself a manicure with your nail stuff, showered with your wonderful bath gels and shampoos, drenched my hair with your mousse, and used your perfume. Next I will dry my hair and put curlers in it. After that I'm going to stuff my face with Oreos, and dance around singing all the songs from Grease at the top of my lungs. Then I'm going to see if you have some frozen peas so I can stuff them up my nose and shoot them at the kids. This is so rad!
Your Loving Daughter,
Michele
P.S. I'm so glad you don't read this blog.
P.P.S. And Nigel thought this place needed a girl's touch. Ha.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Casting Aspersions
My apologies if you are a Detroit Lions fan:
H/T: Occasional Reader DK.
Team owner Bill Ford had put together the perfect team for the Detroit Lions.
The only thing missing was a good quarterback. He had scouted all the colleges and even the Canadian and European Leagues, but he Couldn't find a ringer who could ensure a Super Bowl victory.
One night while watching CNN, he saw a war-zone scene in Afghanistan.
In one corner of the background, he spotted a young Afghani soldier with a truly incredible arm. He threw a hand grenade straight into a window from 80 yards away. Then he threw another from 50 yards down a chimney, and finally hit a passing car going 80 miles per hour.
"I've got to get this guy!" Lurie said to himself " He has the perfect arm!"
He brings the young Afghan to the States and teaches him the great game of football ...sure enough the Lions go on to win the Super Bowl.
The young Afghan is hailed as a hero of football, and when the coach asks him what he wants, all the young man wants to do is call his mother. "Mom," he says into the phone, "I just won the Super Bowl.
"I don't want to talk to you," the old Muslim woman says. "You deserted us. You are not my son."
"Mother, I don't think you understand," pleads the son, "I've just won the greatest sporting event in the world!"
"No! Let me tell you," his mother retorts, "At this very moment there are gunshots all around us. The neighborhood is a pile of rubble. Your two brothers were beaten within an inch of their lives last week, and I have to keep your sister in the house so she doesn't get raped!"
The old lady pauses then tearfully says,"I will never forgive you for making us move to Detroit!
H/T: Occasional Reader DK.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
A dream come true!
Yeee-hah!
The guys at Six Meat Buffet know the affinity I have for Cynthia McKinney. And I suspect that her and Brian had something going once, but that is only a rumor...
The guys at Six Meat Buffet know the affinity I have for Cynthia McKinney. And I suspect that her and Brian had something going once, but that is only a rumor...
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Blues for Tony
It blows my mind how some people can accomplish so much success in their lives. Snow was a TV newsman, a radio show host, White House Press Secretary, and he played a mean flute.
Here he is playing the blues. I sure wish I could have found the footage where he's playing alongside Ian Anderson.
He also played saxophone, trombone, piccolo, accordion and guitar. Dang.
Must have been a time-bending accordion.
Nigel: Anyone want to hazard a guess at what the reaction is going to be among libtards?
(Update: Yup.)
(2nd Update: This is really sad...as Michele quoted in the comments, how can people be so heartless...how can people be so cruel? )
(3rd Update: Finally, a liberal with a more fitting tribute to Tony)
Here he is playing the blues. I sure wish I could have found the footage where he's playing alongside Ian Anderson.
He also played saxophone, trombone, piccolo, accordion and guitar. Dang.
Must have been a time-bending accordion.
Nigel: Anyone want to hazard a guess at what the reaction is going to be among libtards?
(Update: Yup.)
(2nd Update: This is really sad...as Michele quoted in the comments, how can people be so heartless...how can people be so cruel? )
(3rd Update: Finally, a liberal with a more fitting tribute to Tony)
Friday, July 11, 2008
Thanks a lot, A-hole!
Thanks to this moron, I was unemployed this week.
It was temporary. Our division was sold off immediately afterward and I'm back to work.
Still...didn't need the stress.
Update: I sent ole' Chucky a letter expressing my admiration for his finance acumen. Somehow I don't think he'll respond and I'm pretty much hoping the FBI doesn't come knocking on my door. Can that happen if you call a sitting US Senator an "A-hole"?
It was temporary. Our division was sold off immediately afterward and I'm back to work.
Still...didn't need the stress.
Update: I sent ole' Chucky a letter expressing my admiration for his finance acumen. Somehow I don't think he'll respond and I'm pretty much hoping the FBI doesn't come knocking on my door. Can that happen if you call a sitting US Senator an "A-hole"?
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Well...shit! What do we do now?
Seriously. I am cooking in this freakin' 62 degree heat this morning.
I have long stopped using hairspray because I was told that the propellants in it were harming the ozone layer and polluting our skies.
(Oh...and because I am now bald, but mostly because I didn't want to pollute our skies)
And I've stopped using fireplaces...because I was told all of that smoke contributed to global warming.
(Oh...and because I no longer live in a home that has a fireplace, but mostly because I didn't want to contribute to global warming)
Now what?
I give up. Living as a California Eco-Weenie is just too freakin' hard...and too damn competitive.
(HT for all of the green hilarity to Hot Air Headlines)
I have long stopped using hairspray because I was told that the propellants in it were harming the ozone layer and polluting our skies.
(Oh...and because I am now bald, but mostly because I didn't want to pollute our skies)
And I've stopped using fireplaces...because I was told all of that smoke contributed to global warming.
(Oh...and because I no longer live in a home that has a fireplace, but mostly because I didn't want to contribute to global warming)
Now what?
GOODBYE air pollution and smoky chimneys, hello brighter days. That's been the trend in Europe for the past three decades - but unfortunately cleaning up the skies has allowed more of the sun's rays to pierce the atmosphere, contributing to at least half the warming that has occurred.
Since 1980, average air temperatures in Europe have risen 1 °C: much more than expected from greenhouse-gas warming alone. Christian Ruckstuhl of the Institute for Atmospheric and Climate Science in Switzerland and colleagues took aerosol concentrations from six locations in northern Europe, measured between 1986 and 2005, and compared them with solar-radiation measurements over the same period. Aerosol concentrations dropped by up to 60 per cent over the 29-year period, while solar radiation rose by around 1 watt per square metre (Geophysical Research Letters, DOI: 10.1029/2008GL034228).
"The decrease in aerosols probably accounts for at least half of the warming over Europe in the last 30 years," says Rolf Philipona, a co-author of the study at MeteoSwiss, Switzerland's national weather service.
I give up. Living as a California Eco-Weenie is just too freakin' hard...and too damn competitive.
(HT for all of the green hilarity to Hot Air Headlines)
Undocumented Prostitutes boinking Johns American prostitutes just won't boink
For all of you racist immigrant haters out there...where will we find Americans willing to fill these jobs?:
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
My Alter Ego wants to " hank allyou"
There are some basic rules for alter egos.
If you are a buttoned down sort of person and lead a very conservative personal life, then perhaps your psyche will create an alter ego that is more adventurous and creative to balance your inner yinyang.
Or maybe you're a pretty nice girl who worries about offending people, or coming off as a sanctimonious prude, so you end up with an alter ego who is a vicious and verbose vixen with really nice lingerie, and a healthy ego.
What I'm saying is that there should be special emphasis on the word "alter" in alter ego.
You see, if you are a bat-sh*t crazy drug using pseudo-celebrity whose alter ego is a bat-sh*t crazy drug using non-pseudo celebrity...well, some of us just wonder if there are any stairs going to your bat-filled belfry anymore. If there ever were. It's like she jumped into the phone booth to make a quick change and came out with a totally different crack pipe. Wow! I could hardly recognize her!
Another thing. If you have an alter ego, it's an excellent opportunity to give yourself a truly clever name. Cherry whuh?
I guess she created Cherry Koo Koo Bananas so she could backpedal all over her, sounds like the kind of performance that often leads to a red face and trauma to the tailbone.
Well at least in those that have any shame.
But I do like this song.
I know you won't believe this, but I couldn't find a really skanky photo of Courtney Love to go with this post. Either the woman is a major testament to the magical effects of cosmetics and photo airbrushing, or she threatens a fate worse than death upon any paparazzi that shoots her bad side. I'm thinking the latter.
Update from Nigel...Hey Mee-shell, let me hook a sistah up...for fun, submit your favorite Courtney Love is a skank photos in the comments section...we'll put them up.
What?
Michele can only class this blog up a little as long as Yiddish and I are still around.
My submission:
If you are a buttoned down sort of person and lead a very conservative personal life, then perhaps your psyche will create an alter ego that is more adventurous and creative to balance your inner yinyang.
Or maybe you're a pretty nice girl who worries about offending people, or coming off as a sanctimonious prude, so you end up with an alter ego who is a vicious and verbose vixen with really nice lingerie, and a healthy ego.
What I'm saying is that there should be special emphasis on the word "alter" in alter ego.
You see, if you are a bat-sh*t crazy drug using pseudo-celebrity whose alter ego is a bat-sh*t crazy drug using non-pseudo celebrity...well, some of us just wonder if there are any stairs going to your bat-filled belfry anymore. If there ever were. It's like she jumped into the phone booth to make a quick change and came out with a totally different crack pipe. Wow! I could hardly recognize her!
Another thing. If you have an alter ego, it's an excellent opportunity to give yourself a truly clever name. Cherry whuh?
I guess she created Cherry Koo Koo Bananas so she could backpedal all over her, sounds like the kind of performance that often leads to a red face and trauma to the tailbone.
Well at least in those that have any shame.
But I do like this song.
I know you won't believe this, but I couldn't find a really skanky photo of Courtney Love to go with this post. Either the woman is a major testament to the magical effects of cosmetics and photo airbrushing, or she threatens a fate worse than death upon any paparazzi that shoots her bad side. I'm thinking the latter.
Update from Nigel...Hey Mee-shell, let me hook a sistah up...for fun, submit your favorite Courtney Love is a skank photos in the comments section...we'll put them up.
What?
Michele can only class this blog up a little as long as Yiddish and I are still around.
My submission:
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Global warming causes Mt. Shasta glaciers to grow
Nope. Not another one of my snarky and ironic headlines, nor a sarcastic post. Some dilweed academic weenie actually says that global warming is causing ice to grow on Mt. Shasta:
Sorry...that loud piercing sound you just heard was my global warming bullshit detector going off.
So the AP (and no, screw you AP, I am not paying you for your material...send me a freakin' bill) claims that global warming is the cause for MORE ice, and the most qualified scientist they can find to back this claim is some assistant professor at the most liberal college in California?
Yeah, yeah...he is totally qualified because this yutz has been studying ice his entire life. Anyone want to hazard a guess at whether Slawek has been receiving any global warming grant money?
I mean, Slawek, do you actually have any data to back that stupid claim up (other than ice is growing on Mt. Shasta, and we know that our earth is warming, so it MUST be benefiting from it), or did you just pull that theory out of your ass?
I mean, what else could have changed his tune from back in 2002 when he and his partner were mystified at Mt. Shasta's refusal to let manmade global warming reduce its glaciers?
Or better yet, it could be that you're just full of shit.
While it's not California's tallest mountain, the tongues of ice creeping down Shasta's volcanic flanks give the solitary mountain another distinction. Its seven glaciers, referred to by American Indians as the footsteps made by the creator when he descended to Earth, are the only historical glaciers in the continental U.S. known to be growing.
With global warming causing the retreat of glaciers in the Sierra Nevada, the Rocky Mountains and elsewhere in the Cascades, Mt. Shasta is actually benefiting from changing weather patterns over the Pacific Ocean.
"When people look at glaciers around the world, the majority of them are shrinking," said Slawek Tulaczyk, an assistant professor of earth sciences at the University of California, Santa Cruz. "These glaciers seem to be benefiting from the warming ocean."
Sorry...that loud piercing sound you just heard was my global warming bullshit detector going off.
So the AP (and no, screw you AP, I am not paying you for your material...send me a freakin' bill) claims that global warming is the cause for MORE ice, and the most qualified scientist they can find to back this claim is some assistant professor at the most liberal college in California?
Yeah, yeah...he is totally qualified because this yutz has been studying ice his entire life. Anyone want to hazard a guess at whether Slawek has been receiving any global warming grant money?
I mean, Slawek, do you actually have any data to back that stupid claim up (other than ice is growing on Mt. Shasta, and we know that our earth is warming, so it MUST be benefiting from it), or did you just pull that theory out of your ass?
I mean, what else could have changed his tune from back in 2002 when he and his partner were mystified at Mt. Shasta's refusal to let manmade global warming reduce its glaciers?
Authored by Ian Joughin, a geologist with the Jet Propulsion Laboratory at the California Institute of Technology and Slawek Tulaczyk, a professor of earth sciences at the University of California Santa Cruz, the study found that the ice sheet is gaining 26.8 billions tons of ice a year.
Much like Doran, Joughin sounded almost regretful about his scientific findings, recognizing that it contradicts the global warming orthdoxy.
"It could be this part of the ice sheet is not necessarily sensitive to global warming," he said.
Or better yet, it could be that you're just full of shit.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Write a Soldier Today
(by Michele)
Why? It's not the 4th of July, or Memorial Day or Veteran's day...it's just July 7th. Well, because it's hotter than hell in Baghdad today, and because I said so, that's why.
I was out in the garden this morning picking over the wilted squash, and the crispy pea plants (still learning), and sweating through my sundress. It was already 90 degrees before lunchtime.When I came inside to park myself in front of the computer, thinking how grateful I was that God created air conditioning, I thought about my soldier, the one we've been writing to for a while, because I've had her letter sitting next to keyboard for a while and I have been meaning to write to her. I met her through anysoldier.com. Your letters and packages go to a soldier who doesn't get much mail, which is too bad because she writes lovely letters that end with Blessings, Love and Light and things like that. I just never know what to say to her, believe it or not, so I have the kids make cards and I send magazines and stuff. When I do write a longer letter I keep it casual.
Today I wondered how hot it was in Baghdad. Last time I looked, at 7pm Baghdad time, it was 97 degrees, with blowing dust. In a few days there will be a delightful high of 114 degrees. I doubt she's wearing a light cotton sundress covered in daisies while she's kicking butt in the hot sun.
Let me digress a bit here. I've been wasting my time lately fuming about a particular miserable apathetic ass I know who likes to spout off about our country, the war and especially Christians. He told me if he had a last name like mine (very Christian) he would have to change it. But I know, the only reason he can be as cynical and dismissive about God as he is, is because he has 28 different kinds of toilet paper with which to wipe his pampered ass, 20 different kinds of toothpaste to clean his filthy mouth. When he gets up in the morning he can shuffle groggily into the kitchen in his Fruit of the Looms, and decide whether he wants Crunchberries or Chocolate Fudge Pop tarts for breakfast, and if he doesn't want those, he can go to the store and live on Oreos for the rest of his life if he wants to. He's in a place where he's safe to think it's up to him to decide if there's a God or not, and free to decide whether he agrees with the way we're fighting for the freedoms and rights of others. He can even choose to check out and not care, because nobody is holding his sister hostage or bombing his street.
He never did anything to protect anyone's freedom. He's a force for nothing...at least not anything worth anyone's precious time. Sadly, he's made himself a placeholder.
So I got positive, and wrote to a woman who is not dismissive when it comes to God and is doing something. A woman who will never be just a placeholder. I told her how very much I appreciated her in as many ways as I could.
I feel lighter. I hope she does too.
Why? It's not the 4th of July, or Memorial Day or Veteran's day...it's just July 7th. Well, because it's hotter than hell in Baghdad today, and because I said so, that's why.
I was out in the garden this morning picking over the wilted squash, and the crispy pea plants (still learning), and sweating through my sundress. It was already 90 degrees before lunchtime.When I came inside to park myself in front of the computer, thinking how grateful I was that God created air conditioning, I thought about my soldier, the one we've been writing to for a while, because I've had her letter sitting next to keyboard for a while and I have been meaning to write to her. I met her through anysoldier.com. Your letters and packages go to a soldier who doesn't get much mail, which is too bad because she writes lovely letters that end with Blessings, Love and Light and things like that. I just never know what to say to her, believe it or not, so I have the kids make cards and I send magazines and stuff. When I do write a longer letter I keep it casual.
Today I wondered how hot it was in Baghdad. Last time I looked, at 7pm Baghdad time, it was 97 degrees, with blowing dust. In a few days there will be a delightful high of 114 degrees. I doubt she's wearing a light cotton sundress covered in daisies while she's kicking butt in the hot sun.
Let me digress a bit here. I've been wasting my time lately fuming about a particular miserable apathetic ass I know who likes to spout off about our country, the war and especially Christians. He told me if he had a last name like mine (very Christian) he would have to change it. But I know, the only reason he can be as cynical and dismissive about God as he is, is because he has 28 different kinds of toilet paper with which to wipe his pampered ass, 20 different kinds of toothpaste to clean his filthy mouth. When he gets up in the morning he can shuffle groggily into the kitchen in his Fruit of the Looms, and decide whether he wants Crunchberries or Chocolate Fudge Pop tarts for breakfast, and if he doesn't want those, he can go to the store and live on Oreos for the rest of his life if he wants to. He's in a place where he's safe to think it's up to him to decide if there's a God or not, and free to decide whether he agrees with the way we're fighting for the freedoms and rights of others. He can even choose to check out and not care, because nobody is holding his sister hostage or bombing his street.
He never did anything to protect anyone's freedom. He's a force for nothing...at least not anything worth anyone's precious time. Sadly, he's made himself a placeholder.
So I got positive, and wrote to a woman who is not dismissive when it comes to God and is doing something. A woman who will never be just a placeholder. I told her how very much I appreciated her in as many ways as I could.
I feel lighter. I hope she does too.
California: The state of the eco-weenie...
Everytime I ask myself, "Can this Global Warming thing get any dumber?", sure enough... it does:
Now I am sitting here in July with a sweatshirt and socks on because it is a blistering 64 degrees outside...thinking to myself: Since I am in the market for a new car, let me just say right now that I will not be purchasing anything with a score higher than 3.
And I want the vehicle to come with a trailer hitch just so I can pull along some burning trash as I drive.
Anything to drive my long-haired, lost-in-Haight-Ashbury, hippie-freak neighbor crazy...
OAKLAND, Calif. -- California is making it mandatory for cars to be labeled with global warming scores, figures that take into account emissions from vehicle use and fuel production.
The law requiring the labels goes into effect at the start of next year for all 2009 model cars, though its expected the labels will be popping up on cars in the coming months.
The labeling law forces cars for sale to display a global warming score, on a scale of one to 10, which is based on how vehicles in the same model year compare to one another. The higher the score, the cleaner a car is. The score takes into account emissions related to production of fuel for each vehicle as well as the direct emissions from vehicles.
Now I am sitting here in July with a sweatshirt and socks on because it is a blistering 64 degrees outside...thinking to myself: Since I am in the market for a new car, let me just say right now that I will not be purchasing anything with a score higher than 3.
And I want the vehicle to come with a trailer hitch just so I can pull along some burning trash as I drive.
Anything to drive my long-haired, lost-in-Haight-Ashbury, hippie-freak neighbor crazy...
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Sharia no longer creeping into British schools...
...this is more like stomping:
When will the Brits ever stand up and reject this bullshit? Soon their entire Parliament will be facing East and praying five times a day...
The Headmaster artfully passes the buck:
Two schoolboys were given detention after refusing to kneel down and 'pray to Allah' during a religious education lesson.
Parents were outraged that the two boys from year seven (11 to 12-year-olds) were punished for not wanting to take part in the practical demonstration of how Allah is worshipped.
They said forcing their children to take part in the exercise at Alsager High School, near Stoke-on-Trent - which included wearing Muslim headgear - was a breach of their human rights.
When will the Brits ever stand up and reject this bullshit? Soon their entire Parliament will be facing East and praying five times a day...
The Headmaster artfully passes the buck:
Deputy headmaster Keith Plant said: "It's difficult to know at the moment whether this was part of the curriculum or not. I am not an RE teacher, I am an English teacher.
"At the moment it is our enterprise week and many of our members of staff are away.
"The particular member of staff you need to speak to isn't around. I think that it is a shame that so many parents have got in touch with the Press before coming to me.
"I have spoken to the teacher and she has articulately given me her version of events, but that is all I can give you at the moment."
Saturday, July 5, 2008
What this blog needs...
...is a female's touch.
Or at least a chick who can whack Yiddish and I upside the skull when we get too male pigdogish...
So I've invited Michele from Cutting School and The Music Chamber (and rumored to be affiliated with Woman of Abomination) to post here whenever she feels the motivation. She will certainly add some class and...uh...actual writing talent to this P.O.C. blog.
And she's got great legs too:
Or at least a chick who can whack Yiddish and I upside the skull when we get too male pigdogish...
So I've invited Michele from Cutting School and The Music Chamber (and rumored to be affiliated with Woman of Abomination) to post here whenever she feels the motivation. She will certainly add some class and...uh...actual writing talent to this P.O.C. blog.
And she's got great legs too:
Union Trib uses 4th of July to tell us what's wrong with America
Because, you know, they don't tell us the other 364 days out of the year...
I didn't see the OP/ED page of yesterday's San Diego Union Tribune until this morning because I just didn't feel like having my pride in my country crapped on by the local fishwrap. Because I just had that feeling, ya know...
Sure enough...
STOP!
Are you freakin' kidding me?! FORTY EIGHTH? Anyone with with half of a brain (which of course eliminates most liberals) can instantly deduce that ranking is utter bullshit.
Want some proof? OK...Reporters Without Borders ranks Canada 18th. Yup, Canada...whose press is SO free that a publisher might just find himself in front of a monkey court if he just so happened to offend a bunch of ragheads in print.
You know...Sand Monkeys. Terrorists. Jihadists.
Every single term I just used could be printed in this country without the writer worrying about being sued.
But not in Canada.
Considering John Eger's background , it is surprising to me that he neglects to tell the readers of his drivel that Reporters Without Borders is funded largely by European governments and George Soros. I wonder if there is any reason to scrutinize RWB's evaluation of America's journalistic freedoms.
Eger goes to great pains to point out other ways in which our country is not so free:
Gee...you mean we actually lock our criminals up? In other words, America must not be so free if we actually imprison criminals to protect the freedoms of law-abiding citizens. Because we all know that in a libtard's brain, criminals deserve all of the same freedoms as the rest of the citizenry.
Now that rise in anti-Americanism wouldn't have been fueled in any way by our FREE PRESS that blames America first, would it? Just sayin'...
So listen up you unenlightened rubes...this weekend is NOT about celebrating the Land of the Free...it is about feeling guilty for living in this once-great country:
Sheesh. Can't I just have a freakin' hot dog and watch some fireworks?
I didn't see the OP/ED page of yesterday's San Diego Union Tribune until this morning because I just didn't feel like having my pride in my country crapped on by the local fishwrap. Because I just had that feeling, ya know...
Sure enough...
Today, we celebrate 232 years as a nation.
As usual, the Fourth of July weekend is one of those holidays we seem to enjoy more than others. Of course, we will have our family barbecues, fireworks displays, parades with marching bands, some chest-thumping, too, I suspect.
But all is not well in the land of the free.
Reporters without Borders, a research and advocacy organization that defends journalists and media and keeps tabs on press abuses around the world, ranks the United States 48th in the world in terms of press freedom...
STOP!
Are you freakin' kidding me?! FORTY EIGHTH? Anyone with with half of a brain (which of course eliminates most liberals) can instantly deduce that ranking is utter bullshit.
Want some proof? OK...Reporters Without Borders ranks Canada 18th. Yup, Canada...whose press is SO free that a publisher might just find himself in front of a monkey court if he just so happened to offend a bunch of ragheads in print.
You know...Sand Monkeys. Terrorists. Jihadists.
Every single term I just used could be printed in this country without the writer worrying about being sued.
But not in Canada.
Considering John Eger's background , it is surprising to me that he neglects to tell the readers of his drivel that Reporters Without Borders is funded largely by European governments and George Soros. I wonder if there is any reason to scrutinize RWB's evaluation of America's journalistic freedoms.
Eger goes to great pains to point out other ways in which our country is not so free:
According to the International Centre for Prison Studies at King's College in London, the United States currently has the largest documented prison population in the world, both in absolute and proportional terms.
Gee...you mean we actually lock our criminals up? In other words, America must not be so free if we actually imprison criminals to protect the freedoms of law-abiding citizens. Because we all know that in a libtard's brain, criminals deserve all of the same freedoms as the rest of the citizenry.
The Pew Research Center, which does a comprehensive annual survey – taking the pulse of 47 nations around the world about their attitudes toward major powers, particularly the United States – reported: “the precipitous rise in anti-Americanism is startling. Where once it was considered the champion of democracy, America is now seen as a self-absorbed, militant hyperpower.”
Now that rise in anti-Americanism wouldn't have been fueled in any way by our FREE PRESS that blames America first, would it? Just sayin'...
So listen up you unenlightened rubes...this weekend is NOT about celebrating the Land of the Free...it is about feeling guilty for living in this once-great country:
This Fourth of July, we should take time to ask ourselves the tough questions about our wonderful nation, and do what we must to change public perceptions worldwide, but more, to right the ship of state and once again be the greatest experiment in democracy the world has ever seen.
Sheesh. Can't I just have a freakin' hot dog and watch some fireworks?
Friday, July 4, 2008
A cut most unkind
YOW!:
I'm guessing that doc had to be some kind of careless. Is $795K enough for pecker whackage? Can the man have some sort of penile transplant surgery?
You know, after reading stories like this, let's just say I am...uh...usually extra, extra grateful for what I have.
And that's all I have to say about that.
(Anyone seen Laurie Kendrick around here lately? I shudder to think what she could do with this info...)
BUCHAREST — A court has ordered a Romanian surgeon to pay $795,000 in compensation to a patient whose penis he accidentally severed during an operation.
In July 2004, Naum Ciomu made a surgical error while operating on the man's testicles, severing the penis instead of making an incision to the testicle.
I'm guessing that doc had to be some kind of careless. Is $795K enough for pecker whackage? Can the man have some sort of penile transplant surgery?
A piece of muscle from the man's arm has now been attached to where his penis was, but its function is aesthetic.
'You don't have to be an expert to realize that the 33-year-old victim does not have a good state of mind,' said Mihai Olariu, the victim's lawyer.
You know, after reading stories like this, let's just say I am...uh...usually extra, extra grateful for what I have.
And that's all I have to say about that.
(Anyone seen Laurie Kendrick around here lately? I shudder to think what she could do with this info...)
A poll Michelle Obama did not take part in
Proud to be an American:
Well...that's a far cry from this:
Americans are the most patriotic people on the planet, according to researchers at the University of Chicago's National Opinion Research Center who quantified and compared the national sense of pride in 34 countries.
The United States is at the head of the list, followed by Venezuela, Ireland, South Africa, Australia, Canada, Chile, New Zealand, the Philippines and Israel rounding out the top 10.
Respondents were asked to rate exactly how proud they were of their nation in 10 areas, including politics, history, diversity and culture. The U.S. was ranked highest overall, particularly in pride in democracy, economy, political influence, science and the military.
Well...that's a far cry from this:
Freedom is...
...an excellent Independence Day essay by Murphy Klasing (of CBS News 48 Hours fame):
Go here to read all of it.
It has taken many lives from Bunker Hill to Iwo Jima to Normandy to Korea to Vietnam to Iraq and beyond to obtain and maintain our freedoms. Many seek to destroy those freedoms, many seek to cast us into a pit of dependence and imprisonment. It was 40 years ago that a militant Muslim angry with our alliance with Israel shot and killed Robert Kennedy. Yes, terrorism began a long time ago and is still present today. So, this 4th of July I will say a long prayer for our troops. A prayer for their safety and thanks for their continued dilligence even in the face of would-be leaders who criticize them and belittle their efforts.
Finally-it is Freedom that allows you and I to disagree openly about politics, religion, the quality of the recent Indiana Jones movie. It is Freedom that allows me to worship at a Baptist Church and allows Americans, yes Americans to worship in a Mosque as well. It is Freedom that allows me to chose my profession and change it completely if I want to. It is Freedom that allows us to use our brains and make a wise decision about the future of our wonderful Nation, and the future of Freedom itself.
Go here to read all of it.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
An Independence Day Salute
Appropriate for my mood right now:
And now...it wouldn't be an Independence Day celebration without this:
Happy Fourth of July y'all. Don't spend the entire day drunk, yo'.
Update: The Moron-in-chief has an even more inspired tribute to America.
And now...it wouldn't be an Independence Day celebration without this:
Happy Fourth of July y'all. Don't spend the entire day drunk, yo'.
Update: The Moron-in-chief has an even more inspired tribute to America.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Define For Me A Man Of Distinguished Military Service
First it was the Clintonista Gerneral, Wesley Clark telling us all that John McCain's military service was not exemplary. It really means a lot coming from a man who can probably count on one hand anyone that served under him that respected his leadership. Now, it's Virginia Senator, Jim Webb (D-VA). Webb goes on that limp Neilson rating, cable TV nuthouse, Countdown (to no ratings) With Keith Olbermann to tell the world that John McCain should "calm down "; According to Jim Webb, McCain shouldn't be uttering his political views as if these views are some sort of blanket statement for the rest of the Military to support. Newsflash, Jimmy! The vast majority of those serving in our Armed Forces support a Decorated War Hero over a "Community Activist", turned 1 -term State Senator, turned less-than-half term U.S. Senator! Webb Should stick to something he knows well, like writing gay sex-inspired fiction... and hammering the innocuous term "macaca" into our lexicon.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Grand Jury clears Joe Horn
Let the whining by the libtards begin:
Aww...ain't that a bitch? I'll bet the amount of break-ins by illegal aliens has dropped precipitously since Horn opened fire. The original 911 call:
Can someone please serve up a little cheese to go with Lisa Falkenberg's whine?:
No, Lisa. This was not "for a bag of loot". This was because two illegal alien dirtbags brazenly broke into and robbed a home. Let's not take our eye off the ball here.
Lesson...you don't want to get blown away, don't rob. Do you think robbery crimes would go down if there was a Joe Horn living in every neighborhood?
My original Joe Horn post.
A Harris County grand jury on Monday ended the rancorous seven-month debate over Pasadena resident Joe Horn's decision to gun down two illegal immigrant burglars in his front yard, concluding the act was a justifiable use of deadly force and not murder.
The grand jury heard two weeks of testimony from witnesses, including Horn. They likely also heard his breathless 911 call, during which the increasingly frustrated retiree ignored a dispatcher's pleas to stay inside and out of harm's way. The Nov. 14 call ended with the sound of Horn racking a shell into his 12-gauge shotgun's chamber followed by three gunshots that killed Colombians Diego Ortiz, 30, and Hernando Riascos Torres, 38.
Aww...ain't that a bitch? I'll bet the amount of break-ins by illegal aliens has dropped precipitously since Horn opened fire. The original 911 call:
Can someone please serve up a little cheese to go with Lisa Falkenberg's whine?:
This case has never been about gun rights, or self-defense. There are few people in this state who question someone's right to protect themselves with a gun if his or her life, family's life or property are threatened.
That wasn't the case with Horn.
The little old man from Pasadena gunned down two men like dogs. For a bag of loot.
No, Lisa. This was not "for a bag of loot". This was because two illegal alien dirtbags brazenly broke into and robbed a home. Let's not take our eye off the ball here.
Lesson...you don't want to get blown away, don't rob. Do you think robbery crimes would go down if there was a Joe Horn living in every neighborhood?
My original Joe Horn post.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Four "Bird Rock Bandits" take plea deal
No surfing in jail...:
(photo from the San Diego Union Tribune...the now-guilty defendants with their legal eagles)
The 5th "Bird Rock Bandit" has decided that he'll roll the dice:
La Jolla is safer today now that these poseur surfers and wanna-be gangstas will be spending some time behind bars:
For all of you gutless turds who keep leaving your profanity-filled anonymous comments in defending these morons, what do you say now? Don't give me that crap that their lawyers are spinning...i.e. that they took the deal because they really weren't guilty, but wanted to end the possibility of a jury making a mistake. They are going to jail (with the possible exception of Hendricks).
Look at the photo of them in their expensive suits as they sit before the judge...especially Osuna (sitting in the center). Osuna doesn't look anything like this characature from his My Space page:
Now Osuna and his buddies will be "rolling" in jail.
Wish to comment? Remember, I do NOT post anonymous comments. You can make a name up and if you are articulate enough to leave your comment without a string of profanities (gee..."friends" of these guys use profanity?...who knew?) I'll leave your comment up.
SANDIEGO – Four of the five men who faced murder charges in the death of a professional surfer in La Jolla last year pleaded guilty Friday to lesser felonies, in a case that sparked interest and outrage in the beach community.
Eric House, 21, Orlando Osuna, 23, and Matthew Yanke, 21, all pleaded guilty to involuntary manslaughter during a court hearing. Henri “Hank” Hendricks, 22, pleaded guilty to accessory after the fact.
(photo from the San Diego Union Tribune...the now-guilty defendants with their legal eagles)The 5th "Bird Rock Bandit" has decided that he'll roll the dice:
The fifth defendant, Seth Cravens, has chosen to go to trial in connection with the beating death of Emery Kauanui Jr., who died several days after fighting with the men outside his mother's home.
Cravens, 22, pleaded not guilty to charges of murder, assault and battery. His trial date is set for Aug. 22.
La Jolla is safer today now that these poseur surfers and wanna-be gangstas will be spending some time behind bars:
According to the terms of the plea bargains, House now faces a maximum sentence of three years and six months in prison. Osuna, who in addition to manslaughter pleaded guilty to three counts of misdemeanor battery, could be sentenced to up five years and six months.
Yanke also pleaded guilty to one count of misdemeanor battery and faces a maximum of three years and six months in prison.
Hendricks, a former University of New Hampshire quarterback, could be sentenced to a three-year prison term, according to prosecutors. However, the judge said he would not oppose reducing the charge to a misdemeanor after two years of probation.
For all of you gutless turds who keep leaving your profanity-filled anonymous comments in defending these morons, what do you say now? Don't give me that crap that their lawyers are spinning...i.e. that they took the deal because they really weren't guilty, but wanted to end the possibility of a jury making a mistake. They are going to jail (with the possible exception of Hendricks).
Look at the photo of them in their expensive suits as they sit before the judge...especially Osuna (sitting in the center). Osuna doesn't look anything like this characature from his My Space page:
Now Osuna and his buddies will be "rolling" in jail.
Wish to comment? Remember, I do NOT post anonymous comments. You can make a name up and if you are articulate enough to leave your comment without a string of profanities (gee..."friends" of these guys use profanity?...who knew?) I'll leave your comment up.
Friday, June 27, 2008
How a liberal would talk to a child rape victim
"...I'm going to rip them apart...I'm going to make sure that the rest of their life is ruined...that when they're 8 years old they're going to throw up...when they're 12 years old they won't sleep...when they're 19 years old they'll have nightmares...and they'll never have a relationship with anybody. And that's not because I'm a nice guy... "
What?
WHAT?!?!
WTF!?!?!
Here's Massachusetts Scumbag...er...State Representative James Fagan who defends his opposition to Jessica's Law:
James Fagan thinks that a life sentence for a child rapist is "Draconian". What a dirtbag. And he makes no bones about the depths of depravity he would go to in order to defend his client...were his client a child rapist.
Basically James Fagan supports the "rights" of someone who would do this to a child, but he doesn't support putting someone this sick away for good so he could never hurt another child.
Wanna let James Fagan know what a scum-sucking waste of life he is?
Here.
H/T: Moron-in-Chief
Thursday, June 26, 2008
The This Goes to 11 Hotel Review
In Los Angeles tonight...I just returned from seeing Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers at the Hollywood Bowl. The review will be over at The Music Chamber in the next day or so.
I'm staying tonight at the Biltmore Hotel...a hotel with a little history. Most famously, it's where they shot the hotel scene from Ghostbusters. The irony here comes about 1:22 in:
So let me tell you, the beds are very comfy and the water pressure in the shower could blast the ugly off of Helen Thomas (well, maybe not). But to get a freakin' glass of milk here, I'd need to call room service...and the charge would be EIGHT FIFTY plus tip for a 12 ounce bottle. Vending machines? Conveniently out of order. Parking? FORTY FREAKIN DOLLARS...plus the tips.
Oh well. I guess if I want to stay in luxury, I have to pay, right?
But what I wasn't expecting was the bad illegal alien problem they have here:
Good gosh...this thing was three inches long! And excuse me for mistaking this for an illegal alien, but it was running very quickly across my floor and clearly living in the shadows.
Oh...and speaking of cockroaches:
I'm staying tonight at the Biltmore Hotel...a hotel with a little history. Most famously, it's where they shot the hotel scene from Ghostbusters. The irony here comes about 1:22 in:
So let me tell you, the beds are very comfy and the water pressure in the shower could blast the ugly off of Helen Thomas (well, maybe not). But to get a freakin' glass of milk here, I'd need to call room service...and the charge would be EIGHT FIFTY plus tip for a 12 ounce bottle. Vending machines? Conveniently out of order. Parking? FORTY FREAKIN DOLLARS...plus the tips.
Oh well. I guess if I want to stay in luxury, I have to pay, right?
But what I wasn't expecting was the bad illegal alien problem they have here:
Good gosh...this thing was three inches long! And excuse me for mistaking this for an illegal alien, but it was running very quickly across my floor and clearly living in the shadows.
Oh...and speaking of cockroaches:
WASHINGTON (June 25) - Hundreds of people have been arrested and 21 children rescued in what the FBI is calling a five-day roundup of networks of pimps who force children into prostitution.
In all, authorities arrested 345 people — including 290 adult prostitutes — during the operation that ended this week. Since 2003, 308 pimps and hookers have been convicted in state and federal courts of forcing youngsters into prostitution, and 433 child victims have been rescued, Mueller said.
The cities targeted in this week's sting are: Atlanta; Boston; Dallas; Detroit; Houston; Las Vegas; Los Angeles; Miami; Montgomery County, Md.; Oakland, Calif.; Phoenix; Reno, Nev.; Sacramento, Calif.; Tampa; Toledo, Ohio and Washington.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Another ridiculous Supreme Court ruling
How much worse will it get with Barry Obama feeding the Supreme Court even more tree-hugging "justices"?:
Well isn't that nice? What would Kennedy consider to be "proportional"? Is there any crime more horrific and disgusting than the rape of a child?
Granted, it's been 44 years since anyone has been executed for a non-murder crime, but instead of striking down Louisiana's law, perhaps we should be talking Constituional Amendment here. Think about it....RAPING A CHILD. I'm with Samuel Jackson's character here...rape a child...yes you deserve to die and I hope you burn in hell:
States rights anyone? Thank you Sam Alito:
The Supreme Court on Wednesday outlawed executions of people convicted of raping a child.
In a 5-4 vote, the court said the Louisiana law allowing the death penalty to be imposed in such cases violates the Constitution's ban on cruel and unusual punishment.
"The death penalty is not a proportional punishment for the rape of a child," Justice Anthony Kennedy wrote in his majority opinion. His four liberal colleagues joined him, while the four more conservative justices dissented.
Well isn't that nice? What would Kennedy consider to be "proportional"? Is there any crime more horrific and disgusting than the rape of a child?
Granted, it's been 44 years since anyone has been executed for a non-murder crime, but instead of striking down Louisiana's law, perhaps we should be talking Constituional Amendment here. Think about it....RAPING A CHILD. I'm with Samuel Jackson's character here...rape a child...yes you deserve to die and I hope you burn in hell:
States rights anyone? Thank you Sam Alito:
In this case, proponents of the Louisiana law said the trend was toward the death penalty, a point mentioned by Justice Samuel Alito in his dissent.
"The harm that is caused to the victims and to society at large by the worst child rapists is grave," Alito wrote. "It is the judgment of the Louisiana lawmakers and those in an increasing number of other states that these harms justify the death penalty."
Monday, June 23, 2008
The Bucky Katt Immigration Strategy
Keep everyone out. Even space aliens:
Click on the strip if it is too small for you to read
Of course I posted this for the last panel.
I will blog again. I promise. I am just too busy with the rest of my life right now.
Click on the strip if it is too small for you to readOf course I posted this for the last panel.
I will blog again. I promise. I am just too busy with the rest of my life right now.
Friday, June 20, 2008
On The First Day Of Summer...
... The whole world knows your name.
It's going to be hot here this weekend; the ceiling fans will be turned to "11". Stay cool, San Diego.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Who speaks for the children?
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Fun with Soccer
Yeah, I know. I have a mean streak:
For my money, I just can't get enough of getting hit in the nads from point blank range...or of little girls getting smoked by soccer balls:
What?
OK, maybe this isn't so funny...
(yeah it is)
Whoops:
For my money, I just can't get enough of getting hit in the nads from point blank range...or of little girls getting smoked by soccer balls:
What?
OK, maybe this isn't so funny...
(yeah it is)
Whoops:
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Dear Associated Press...
Why don't you send me a bill?
HundredsofsamesexcoupleswedacrossCaliforniaByLISALEFF
AssociatedPressWriterSANFRANCISCO
(AP)Serenadedbyagaymen'schorus,showeredwithrosepetalsandtoastedwithchampagne,hundreds
oftearfulsamesexcouplesgotmarriedacrossthestateTuesdayinwhatsomearecallingCalifornia'snew
SummerofLove.WearingeverythingfromTshirtstotuxedosandlavishgowns,theyrusheddownto
countyclerks'officestoobtainmarriagelicensesandexchangevowsonthefirstfulldaythatgaymarriage
becamelegalinCaliforniabyorderofthestate'shighestcourt.Theywerejoinedbyjubilantcrowdsthat
cametowitnesstheevent.GeorgeTakei,whoplayedSuluontheoriginal"StarTrek,"beamedasheand
hispartnerof21years,BradAltman,obtainedoneofthenewgenderneutralmarriagelicenseswiththe
words"PartyA"and"PartyB"insteadof"bride"and"groom"attheWestHollywoodCityHall.Theyare
planningaSeptemberwedding."Iseebeforemepeoplewhopersonifyloveandcommitment,"agrinning
Takeitoldthecrowd.HeflashedtheVulcanhandsalutefrom"StarTrek"and,inatwistontheVulcan
greetingfromtheTVseries,said:"Mayequalitylivelongandprosper."TheburstofgayweddingsactuallybeganonMondayevening,whenafewcountiesextendedtheirofficehourspast5p.m.,themomentthe May15CaliforniaSupremeCourtrulinglegalizingsamesexmarriagetookeffect.OnTuesdaymorning,though,all58countiesbeganissuinglicenses,andtherushwason.Therewerescattereddemonstrations outsidesomeofficesandcourthouses.AboutadozenprotestersstoodacrossthestreetfromtheSacramento Countyrecorder'soffice,carryingsignsthatread,"Marriage1man+1woman"and"ResistJudicial
Tyranny.""It'ssomethingtojustprayabout.It'snotatimetobejoyful,"16yearolddemonstratorJuliya Lyubezhaninasaidasshewatcheddozensofballoonandrainbowflagcarryingcouples.Courtsin
SacramentoandSanFranciscoonTuesdayrejectedseparatelastminutebidsbygroupsseekingtohalt samesexmarriage.Still,aroundthestate,protesterswereoutnumberedbywellwishers.Oneconservative activistsaidthattheefforttopassaconstitutionalamendmentinthefallthatwouldoutlawgaymarriage againinCaliforniacouldfailiftheopponentscameontoostrong."Themajormediawouldlovetoseeusengage infierceprotestsandhostiledemonstrationsofoutrageagainstthelicensingofsamesex'marriages,'"said RonaldPrentice,chairmanoftheProtectMarriage.comcoalition."Ourbattleisnotagainstthesamesex coupleswhoarepursuingtheopportunitytomarrygrantedthembytheactivistjudgesontheCalifornia SupremeCourt."Somecouplescamefromoutofstate.UnlikeMassachusetts,theonlyotherstatetolegalize gaymarriage,Californiahasnoresidencyrequirementforamarriagelicense.Manygayactivistsarelikening thEmomenttothe1967SummerofLove,whenyoungpeoplefromacrossthecountryconvergedonCalifornia inwhatcametoberegardedasthebirthofthecounterculture.InashadyplazainBakersfield,wherethe
countyclerkstoppedofficiatingatmarriagesaltogetherratherthanpresideoversamesexceremonies, newlywedswearingCinderellastylegownsandmatchingtuxedoswereshoweredwithrosepetals!while aphotographerwhosetuponaparkbenchofferedtosnapweddingportraits.Althoughsomecouplessaid theypreferredtowaituntilaftertheelectionbecausetheyfearedtheirmarriageswouldnullifiedatthe ballotbox,otherssaidtheywantedtomakehistory,especiallyiftheopportunitytogetmarriedcouldbe lost."There'sawindow,andwewanttotakeadvantageofthatwindow,becausewhoknowswhat'sgoing tohappeninNovember,"saidJayMendes,40,asheandhispartnerofthreeyears,VanthaSao,22,waited toobtainamarriagelicenseinWestHollywood.ArecentFieldPollshowedthatCaliforniansfavorgranting gaystherighttomarry51percentto42percent.Itwasthefirsttimein30yearsofCaliforniapollingthat thescalestippedinthatdirection.InOrangeCounty,newlywedsAlfonsoGuerrero,48,andManuelChavez, 43,posedforapicturewhiledeliberatelys?
HundredsofsamesexcoupleswedacrossCaliforniaByLISALEFF
AssociatedPressWriterSANFRANCISCO
(AP)Serenadedbyagaymen'schorus,showeredwithrosepetalsandtoastedwithchampagne,hundreds
oftearfulsamesexcouplesgotmarriedacrossthestateTuesdayinwhatsomearecallingCalifornia'snew
SummerofLove.WearingeverythingfromTshirtstotuxedosandlavishgowns,theyrusheddownto
countyclerks'officestoobtainmarriagelicensesandexchangevowsonthefirstfulldaythatgaymarriage
becamelegalinCaliforniabyorderofthestate'shighestcourt.Theywerejoinedbyjubilantcrowdsthat
cametowitnesstheevent.GeorgeTakei,whoplayedSuluontheoriginal"StarTrek,"beamedasheand
hispartnerof21years,BradAltman,obtainedoneofthenewgenderneutralmarriagelicenseswiththe
words"PartyA"and"PartyB"insteadof"bride"and"groom"attheWestHollywoodCityHall.Theyare
planningaSeptemberwedding."Iseebeforemepeoplewhopersonifyloveandcommitment,"agrinning
Takeitoldthecrowd.HeflashedtheVulcanhandsalutefrom"StarTrek"and,inatwistontheVulcan
greetingfromtheTVseries,said:"Mayequalitylivelongandprosper."TheburstofgayweddingsactuallybeganonMondayevening,whenafewcountiesextendedtheirofficehourspast5p.m.,themomentthe May15CaliforniaSupremeCourtrulinglegalizingsamesexmarriagetookeffect.OnTuesdaymorning,though,all58countiesbeganissuinglicenses,andtherushwason.Therewerescattereddemonstrations outsidesomeofficesandcourthouses.AboutadozenprotestersstoodacrossthestreetfromtheSacramento Countyrecorder'soffice,carryingsignsthatread,"Marriage1man+1woman"and"ResistJudicial
Tyranny.""It'ssomethingtojustprayabout.It'snotatimetobejoyful,"16yearolddemonstratorJuliya Lyubezhaninasaidasshewatcheddozensofballoonandrainbowflagcarryingcouples.Courtsin
SacramentoandSanFranciscoonTuesdayrejectedseparatelastminutebidsbygroupsseekingtohalt samesexmarriage.Still,aroundthestate,protesterswereoutnumberedbywellwishers.Oneconservative activistsaidthattheefforttopassaconstitutionalamendmentinthefallthatwouldoutlawgaymarriage againinCaliforniacouldfailiftheopponentscameontoostrong."Themajormediawouldlovetoseeusengage infierceprotestsandhostiledemonstrationsofoutrageagainstthelicensingofsamesex'marriages,'"said RonaldPrentice,chairmanoftheProtectMarriage.comcoalition."Ourbattleisnotagainstthesamesex coupleswhoarepursuingtheopportunitytomarrygrantedthembytheactivistjudgesontheCalifornia SupremeCourt."Somecouplescamefromoutofstate.UnlikeMassachusetts,theonlyotherstatetolegalize gaymarriage,Californiahasnoresidencyrequirementforamarriagelicense.Manygayactivistsarelikening thEmomenttothe1967SummerofLove,whenyoungpeoplefromacrossthecountryconvergedonCalifornia inwhatcametoberegardedasthebirthofthecounterculture.InashadyplazainBakersfield,wherethe
countyclerkstoppedofficiatingatmarriagesaltogetherratherthanpresideoversamesexceremonies, newlywedswearingCinderellastylegownsandmatchingtuxedoswereshoweredwithrosepetals!while aphotographerwhosetuponaparkbenchofferedtosnapweddingportraits.Althoughsomecouplessaid theypreferredtowaituntilaftertheelectionbecausetheyfearedtheirmarriageswouldnullifiedatthe ballotbox,otherssaidtheywantedtomakehistory,especiallyiftheopportunitytogetmarriedcouldbe lost."There'sawindow,andwewanttotakeadvantageofthatwindow,becausewhoknowswhat'sgoing tohappeninNovember,"saidJayMendes,40,asheandhispartnerofthreeyears,VanthaSao,22,waited toobtainamarriagelicenseinWestHollywood.ArecentFieldPollshowedthatCaliforniansfavorgranting gaystherighttomarry51percentto42percent.Itwasthefirsttimein30yearsofCaliforniapollingthat thescalestippedinthatdirection.InOrangeCounty,newlywedsAlfonsoGuerrero,48,andManuelChavez, 43,posedforapicturewhiledeliberatelys?
Hey AP...how much for the photo of the lesbians? How about halfsies after I auction it off?*Image at top stolen from Brian Ledbetter at Snapped Shot. Thanks, Brian! You can send me a bill as well...I'll pay it with the same checkbook I'll use to pay the AP.
Update...oops. Per Brian's site, he ripped off the AP banner at the top of this post from the Freepers. So credit to them.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Successful foreign policy
Finally, someone who knows what they are doing. Unfortunately, it's a duck from a comic strip:
Click on the strip to make it easier to read
Sunday, June 15, 2008
And the first Gold Medal of the 2008 Olympics should go to...
...China.
For this:
Well crap. When the hell is Algore (PBUH) going to fly his private jet to Bejing to tell the Chinese that they are killing Mother Earth?
Just sayin'...
From Rick Moran:
For this:
What's remarkable isn't that China is now the world's #1 producer of greenhouse gasses. The truly unbelievable thing is that Al Gore and his minions criticized the United States severely for not signing the Kyoto agreement.
Of course, they never got around to mentioning that Kyoto never included China or India in its strictures.
Lien Chen takes the lead during the Women's 1600KM bicycle race at China's Olympic qualfying
Well crap. When the hell is Algore (PBUH) going to fly his private jet to Bejing to tell the Chinese that they are killing Mother Earth?
Just sayin'...
From Rick Moran:
In an interview for the History Channel program "Earth at Risk," Gore says with a straight face in answer to a question about Chinese immunity from Kyoto that the US should adopt the Kyoto protocols even if China doesn't participate "to set a good example" to the Chinese. This, Gore believes, would have so moved the Chinese that they would voluntarily cut their own emissions.
And this guy would have been president on 9/11.
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