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August 31, 2005

Li'l Bobby Kennedy:  Following in Unka Teddy's footsteps

Who could have possibly known that, with the assassinations of both Jack and Bobby Kennedy, the two smartest members of that particular clan were taken from our midst?

At least, that seems to be the case, given the idiots with which we were left.

We all know what a gasbag that Chappaquiddick Teddy turned out to be.  Now his nephew, Bobby Jr, is doing his damndest to follow in his footsteps - by joining the rest of the DUmbasses and the Daily Kossacks and trying to blame Hurricane Katrina on President Bush (and, to a lesser extent, former GOP chair Haley Barbour):

Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. is blaming Mississippi Gov. Haley Barbour, along with President Bush, for causing Hurricane Katrina.

"As Hurricane Katrina dismantles Mississippi’s Gulf Coast, it’s worth recalling the central role that Mississippi Governor Haley Barbour played in derailing the Kyoto Protocol and kiboshing President Bush’s iron-clad campaign promise to regulate CO2," Kennedy blogged Tuesday on HuffingtonPost.com.

In the first place, Junior, the Kyoto protocol was based on massive amounts of fraud.

Secondly, the Kyoto protocol would have mandated that the United States, in essence, be restricted to Third World industrial levels.  And it wouldn't just affect businesses, either - I couldn't even have a charcoal-burning barbecue in my backyard, else I'd theoretically be committing a technical violation of Kyoto.  I realize you Boston bastards tend to go for sushi sautées, but down here we like our BBQs.

(For the moment, Junior, we'll put aside the fact that, were we to ratify Kyoto, you and your fellow Socialist suckweasels on that side of the aisle would be violating it every time you opened your skanky pieholes - IOW, every time there was a camera or microphone nearby.  OTOH, the resulting forced Donk tongue-ectomies might just be a reason to ratify it right there, so what do I know?

We'll also pretend, for the moment, that this keyboard methane of yours didn't originate from the looney bin known as Arianna Huffington's blog.  Whassa matter, Boy Bobby - could you not get anyone credible  to publish your bullshit?)

Finally, it's not just the United States that rejected Kyoto - Russia, led by known Communist Vladimir Putin, rejected this birdcage liner in October 2003.  Are you telling us, Junior, that you'd happily bite the hand that holds your leash?

The influential Democrat's enviro-conspiracy theory had the sinister Gov. Barbour engineering Bush's energy policy on behalf of "the president’s major donors from the fossil fuel industry."

Kennedy charges that in March 2001, the former Republican National Committee chairman issued "an urgent memo to the White House" on CO2 emissions.

With that, the president dropped his pro-environment campaign promise like a hot potato.

Yeah, and I can pretty much tell you what that memo said:  "If you care the slightest whit about not following your father into 'one-and-done', don't you dare  turn us into an industrial Third World."  Smart guy, that Haley Barbour.

Because of Bush and Barbour's CO2 folly, said Kennedy: "Now we are all learning what it’s like to reap the whirlwind of fossil fuel dependence which Barbour and his cronies have encouraged."

If you have something better that's economically feasible, Junior, now's the time.  Besides, your masters in Communist China are starting to engage in a little of that dependence, too.  Surely you're not going to criticize your honeyboys over there,  are you?

RFK, Jr. even suggested that Katrina's last minute detour through Mississippi was a bit of Divine payback, declaring:

"Perhaps it was Barbour’s memo that caused Katrina, at the last moment, to spare New Orleans and save its worst flailings for the Mississippi coast."

Okay, in the first place, remember when the Demoscum ripped into Pat Robertson for suggesting that 9/11 was a result of God lifting His protection from us?  Blasted him unmercifully, if memory serves.  And now they're going to say that He's taking revenge on Mississippi for Haley Barbour?

Hypocrisy much, Donk fuckheads?

Secondly...have a look at this (hat tip:  Dallas Morning News):



That's the city of New Orleans, currently estimated to be 80% under water.

Lemme say that again:  Eighty.  Percent.  Under.  Water.

Especially note that shot of the Superdome there in the forefront.  Right there where that six-foot-plus-wide gaping hole is, courtesy of Katrina.  Last I checked, the Superdome wasn't really designed to resemble Texas Stadium.

Doesn't look or sound like New Orleans was "spared" to me.  Am I missing something here?  Hello?  Anyone?  Bueller?

Junior, if you're going to emulate an uncle of yours, Teddy is decidedly not  the one you want to do.  You might consider a heaping helping of STFU for the time being.

And definitely  stay away from Mississippi or N'awlins for a few months.  I've a feeling they're not too fond of you in either place right now.

Stupid asshelmet...

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Well, it's about time

Bill Whittle now has competition.

From time to time, you've seen me post some outrageously good stuff from a guy named Bob Blount.  Herr Blount is a good from from Back In The Days When Spatula City BBS! Really Was  A BBS™, and his essays have never failed to be outstanding reads that provoked thought.  Most of the time, though, it was just stuff he'd email to a host of his closest friends, of which I'm honored to count as one.

Well, Bob's got his own blog now, and you'd best believe it's going up on the blogroll.  For his opening post, he's dug into his own Grab Bag™ and pulled out an oldie but goodie from last year.

You are hereby ordered to go read it.  As in, right now.

Go.  Shoo.  I'll be here when you get back.

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August 30, 2005

All you need to know about "Shitcan"

John at Powerline has this about a PL reader who spent a couple days in Camp "It's all about MEEEEEEEEE!!!" and reported back.

The last couple paragraphs sum it all up, I think.

Cindy Sheehan spent most of her time huddled with VIPS in and air-conditioned trailer. When she ventured out it was for a scripted and often televised moment. She was always trailed by her media people, and they were quick to keep her on point. During one conversation I had with her I tried to ask her a pointed question about how much time she would actually be on the bus tour to Washington (I had discovered she would only be on the tour for two days, and would be away giving speeches during the rest of the trip…and I wondered if she were being paid for these speeches) Her media person grabbed her arm and led her back to the trailer, and away from me. The message was protected. I was left standing there…alone, and feeling a little less secure about my status at Camp Casey.

But just a few minutes later, she emerged from the trailer, smiling, and performing for the cameras. Like the chicken at the local carnival that plays tic tac toe, she eagerly performs for any microphone. She is relentless, and professional, well financed and on message.

And that,  my friends, is all you need to know about "Shitcan" Shee-hag.

This isn't about Casey at all.  It never has been.  It's all about a hate-America-first, blame-America-first, traitorous fucktard of a bitch who'd rather see this great country bow to Mecca five times a day, asses high in the air and pay homage to a ragheaded pedophilic Islamofuck bastard, rather than fight and die for our beliefs.

Fuck you, Shitcan, you stupid bimbo.  Take your skanky ass back to your Vacaville trailer park where it belongs.  You're wasting our oxygen, trollop.

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Whatever happened to washing their mouths out with soap?

As you guys know, I'm not the greatest fan of the teaching abilities of Steffi the Doublewide Bitch Supreme™ - when I, with no degree whatsoever, can outspell a teacher with a bachelor's, there's a problem.

But I would've defended to the death her right to teach without being assaulted, either verbally or physically.  Had I witnessed some snot-nose abusing my then-wife, said snot-nose would've been introduced, face first, into the nearest wall.  Courtesy of an assist from moi.

With that background, the Department of Inmates Running The Asylum checks in with this blurb from the Beeb about a new policy taking effect in class.

Pupils are being allowed to swear at one Northamptonshire secondary school - as long as they limit their use of bad language to five times a lesson.

A tally of how many times the f-word is used will be kept on the board.

"We don't need no/Education...Teacher, leave those kids alone..."  I don't know about you, but I think this might be taking Daltrey & Townshend a just a wee bit too far, y'think?

This is how bad things have gotten, Denizens.  Twenty-five years ago, the penalty for talking to a teacher like that was a guaranteed suspension, possibly expulsion.  Now, we're giving them a fucking quota.

Double-you.  Tee.  Eff?????

Parents of children at the Weavers School in Wellingborough were told of the new policy in a letter, according to a report in the Daily Mail.

The policy, which comes into effect when term starts next week, has been condemned by parents' groups and MPs.

"In these sorts of situations teachers should be setting clear principles of 'do and don't'," said Nick Seaton, chairman of the Campaign for Real Education.

The amazing thing is that the headmaster of this UK crumb-cruncher looney bin hasn't already been lynched and may-poled.

But headmaster Alan Large said he had received no complaints about the policy.

That's probably a bit difficult when you have your head up your ass and fingers in your ears, shrieking "LALALALALALALALA I CAN'T HEAR YOUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!"

"The reality is that the f-word is part of these young adults' everyday language," he told the Daily Mail.

No, the reality  is that you're a fucking wimp and you don't have the balls to enforce discipline in the classroom and put a steel-toed boot up these rugrats' asses, and your ass needs to be run out of town on a rail.

Assistant headmaster Richard White said the policy was aimed at two classes of 15 and 16-year-olds that were particularly unruly.

"Within each lesson the teacher will initially tolerate (although not condone) the use of the f-word (or derivatives) five times and these will be tallied on the board so all students can see the running score," he wrote in the letter.

"Over this number the class will be spoken to by the teacher at the end of the lesson."

Oh, yeah, that'll  get those Malevolent Mudpie Munching Miscreants™ under control.  Day-um, why didn't we think about this sooner?!?!?!

The school, which has 1,130 pupils, also plans to send "praise postcards" to the parents of children who do not swear in class.

"Praise postcards"???  For doing what they're supposed to be doing anyway?!?!?!?!  What's next?  Paying the Pint-Sized Pansy-Assed Pricks™ for doing their homework???

F.E.T.E., as the Imperial Torturer™ might say...


UPDATE:  LC Humble Devildog appropriately takes me to task and rightly points out that it was Pink Floyd  who did "The Wall"...not The Who.

Getting senile in my old age, I am, ayup...

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PFW:  Go 'head, son - sue for that roster spot (chuckle)

Denizens, any of you remember a li'l punk named Maurice Clarett?  You know, the snot nose that sued the NFL for the right to enter the league despite not being old enough?

If you'll recall, I had a little something to say about it.  Part of which was:

Actually, I'm hoping that whatever team drafts him, makes him a fuckin' fourth-stringer. What's he gonna do then? Sue the team for the starting back's job?

Well, he finally grew up - chronologically, anyway - and got drafted by the Denver Broncos, a team known for cranking out great running backs.  Of which Boy Maurice would be the next one, right?

Wrong.  Denver's gonna cut his ass tomorrow, Clarett never having risen above third string.

Guess you weren't all that and a bag o' chips after all, were you, Boy Maurice?  I'd keep that attorney's number on standby if I were you.

Arlington Heights 24, Azle 21
Atlanta 23, Jacksonville 7
Washington 17, Pittsburgh 10
Dallas 21, Houston 9
St. Louis 37, Detroit 13

Down 21-7 in the third quarter, Arlington Heights scored 17 unanswered points to defeat the Hornets.  Coach Duke Christian can breathe easy for another week. (grin)

Bill Cowher needs to do something about Ben Roethelisberger, or else the sophomore jinx is gonna get him.  He's overthrowing everyone and everything.  He needs to have a good year because Jerome Bettis blew something out in the loss to the 'Skins.

Detroit introduced their new black home jerseys last night vs. the Rams.  Jerry Jones should take notice and do something similar, because the Lions looked very good in them.

Trouble was, the unis were the only thing that looked good for the Lions last night.  Joey Harrington is inching closer & closer to official "bust" status; the Detroit running game is non-existent, and the defense is worse, at one point allowing a Marc Bulger 10-yard run up the middle for a score. (For the Uninitiated™, Bulger's the quarterback - he took a snap from under  center, stepped around him and strolled, untouched,  into the end zone.  Pathetic.)

Fortunately, the Rams won't need Bulger to carry the running load.  Stephen Jackson is the real deal - a big speedball who can either run around you or over you.  If the Rams play a modicum of defense this year - watch out.

And don't look now, but the Cowboys actually - dare I say it? - played well Saturday night.  The offensive line kept the Texans off Drew Bledsoe for the most part, and he responded with a very nice game (11-18, 133, no picks).  Julius Jones had 10 rushes for 50 yards and a touch, Tyson Thompson added a TD, and even expected Tuesday cut Quincy Morgan got into the act, catching a Tony Romo TD pass.

Patrick Crayton had 3 catches for 63 yards, and you fantasy guys may want to snap him up but quick.  Your obdt. svt. (a little Blackie Sherrod lingo, there) thinks this is Crayton's breakout year, which would give Dallas a nice receiving corps.

The defense, while not all that great yet, is starting to look like it won't be the swiss-cheese unit it was last year, and it turned in a workmanlike effort in easily handling the Texans.  They had two picks and a fumble recovery, and seem to be adapting to the 3-4 fairly well.

In fact, the only thing wrong with the game Saturday night is that it was too damned hot inside the stadium.  Jerry Jones, I know you want to invest all your $$$$ into your new digs in Arlington - but could we get at least a little bit of air conditioning in that place?

The PFW will make an attempt at returning on Thursday.  That's moving day, though, so no guarantees.

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August 29, 2005

Can we have seperation of this  church & the state?

It's official now, I think:  "Shitcan" Shee-hag has now replaced Dr. YEARRRRRRRGH!!! as the Demoscummic Party's designated "stick both feet in the ol' piehole" moron-ette extraordinaire.  It's almost as if she's trying to top herself every succeeding day as to how asininely, stupidly shitheaded  she can sound.

Now she and her fucknozzled Donk handlers are trotting out the old meme that we're mind-numbed robots - "brainwashed", as it were:

After calling the terrorists in Iraq who killed her son "freedom fighters," anti-Bush activist Cindy Sheehan now says other mothers of those slain in the conflict whose views oppose her own are "brainwashed."

"I have been silent on the Gold Star Moms who still support [President Bush] and his war by saying that they deserve the right to their opinions because they are in as much pain as I am.

Excuse me, Shithag, but they have the right to their opinions because they happen to be citizens of the United States of America  and Article I of the Bill of Rights of the governing document of said country explicitly states that they have that right.  Same as you, same as me.

And if they want to agree with me that you're nothing but an Angst-ridden Addle-brained Asshatted Airhead™ - well, it sucks to be you, doesn't it?

(Side note to BC:  Yes, you can steal that one. (grin))

I would challenge them, though, at this point to start thinking for themselves," Sheehan said.

"Start thinking for themselves", Shee-hag?  I suppose that means they're supposed to agree with you and your new honey-boy Mikey Fatfuck and just drink the Kool-Aid, is that right?  Because they don't  think they were lied to about WMDs in Iraq - because some of us even think that said weapons are lying right now in Syrian storage, they - and we - are supposedly "brainwashed"?

This from a bimboid bitch who hangs on every word of the aforementioned Flint Fatass and would suck his dick if she could find it amongst all the layers of leftist lard?  That  constitutes "thinking for yourself", Shitcan?

"How can these moms who still support George Bush and his insane war in Iraq want more innocent blood shed just because their sons or daughters have been killed? I don't understand it," Sheehan stated.

That's not surprising, fuckhead-ette.  You've pretty much demonstrated that comprehension isn't really one of your strong suits.

"I am starting to lose a little compassion for them.

The feeling's extremely mutual, Ditch Bitch, lemme assure you.  We tried to have compassion for you for the loss of Casey - but a lot of us now are beginning to understand one more reason why he re-enlisted:  So he could stay the Hell™ away from you.

I know they have been as brainwashed as the rest of America,

As opposed to the all-knowing, all-seeing Cindy the Clairvoyant, who can even channel her son and knows just  what he must be thinking!!!

but they know the pain and heartache and they should not wish it on another.

Oh, of course now, Shee-hag.  We should just gather 'round in a great honkin' group hug, sing a round of Kum Ba Yah and understand  why 19 Turbaned Tumblefucks™ wanted to fly planes into the World Trade Center, the Pentagon and the White House.

However, I still feel their pain so acutely and pray for these 'continue the murder and mayhem' moms to see the light."

Why, Denizens, I do believe that Shitcan here is attempting to establish her own religion - "Shee-hagism", as it were.

I can see it now - "Bush Lied!!!  Casey Died!!!  I've seen the light!!!   I've been saaaaaaave-ddddddddddd!!!!! 

Sheehan continues to write about her daily activities in Crawford, Texas, saying she's not un-American for vocalizing her opposition to the Iraq War.

"I am really sad that there are still people in America who think that someone exercising her freedom of speech is anti-American. People who say we don't have the right to dissent are unpatriotic and un-American," she said.

What you're doing isn't "dissent", bimbo.  What you and the rest of your fellow ditch bitches are doing is giving aid and comfort to the enemy.  You're actively pulling for the people who killed your son, you stupid media-whoring slut.  What you're doing amounts to sedition and treason.

You should consider yourself fortunate - had you pulled this bullshit 60 years ago, some military wife would very likely have already come down there and emptied a Saturday Night Special™ into that cavern of yours that supposedly houses a brain.

"I kind of feel sorry for George; holed up in his ranch. Not being able to go out unless he flies over in his helicopter. If he drove out of the ranch, he would have to see people who disagree with him."

He already did that, bitch.  In fact, one of your honey-boy colunmists at USA Today  already wrote about it.  You're the chickenshit here, Shee-hag, not President Bush.

ESAD, little trailer-park trollop.

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How I spent my Sunday, and other ellipsi...

So where was I yesterday?

Well, after getting a few groceries, I met up with Emperor Misha and Sir George of the Rott (George is in town on a project), and we proceeded to partake of some fine Cajun cuisine at Razzoo's (if you've never been, go - it's good stuff).

(Memo to the SpatulaGoddess:  Misha finally has his ale.  Yeah, I know - it took long enough.  Sue me. (grin))

Now, Denizens, a heads-up:  I'm on vacation this week.  As you guys should know by now, the planned evacuation of Bent Tree Forest in lieu of new digs is Thursday, and I'm in the final stages of packing and staging my stuff for the movers.  (Yes, movers.  I'll be forty-freakin'-two years old in November, and I'm getting too damned old to be hauling this crap around on my lonesome.)

As a result, the light posting I've been threatening for the last month is finally going to come to pass.  We'll have the PFW recap tomorrow, and Shitcan the Shee-hag has once again open her skanky piehole and uttered verbal flatulence worthy of fisking, so I'll probably have that sometime later today.  Maybe.

Stay tuned.

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August 27, 2005

With one hand tied behind the back

Bill Quick, the Daily Pundit, reports on an editorial over at the New York Post  written by Arnold Ahlert.  Misha reports that the Post  apparently doesn't like being linked to, so go see Bill's post on the matter.

Current poll numbers - if one gives them any credence, which I don't, necessarily - show that 58% oppose Bush's handling of the Iraq war.

I submit to you that a goodly chunk of that number represents people who see this as turning into another Vietnam.  Not because the military has bogged down there - that's a subject open for debate - but because it's looking more and more like we're fighting with one hand tied behind our back, so as not to give certain people (*coughragheadedIslamofuckbastardslikeIbrihimHooperofCAIRcough*)  offense.

With each passing day that we don't  hear about dozens of sorties of bombers running roughshod over an identified terrorist safe-house or other stronghold, we the American people become more & more disillusioned.  President Linguinispine-ya, without realizing it, is caving in a little more each day to "Shitcan" Sheehan and the Shee-hags down there in the Crawford ditch.

Bush, you need to quit fighting this war as if you're waiting for the cavalry to come over the hill in the form of an Iraqi constitution.  Our military there is  the cavalry, sir, and it needs to kick ass, take names and send the fucking ragheads on to their 72 goats.

The more you delay, the more your enemies here like the Crawford Ditch Bitch™ and her willing accomplices in the TSM are going to make this look like another Vietnam.

Take off the kid gloves now,  Mr. President.  For the good of the country.

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August 26, 2005

Prayer request

Denizen and semi-regular contributor to this blog Lady Heather advises us of some difficulties she and her family are facing.

While I'm not at liberty to discuss most of it, part has to do with the fact that they're right in the path of Hurricane Katrina - which would be the third hurricane they've endured in the past year.

She and her family are in need of your prayers.  This writer is sending his posthaste.

Thatisall.


UPDATE:  Have since been given permission to share the details.

Lady Heather's hubby went to see a cardiologist today; he'd been having chest pain and heartburn symptoms.  They were to put a catheter in him and see what they could find, although previous tests have all turned up negative.

Stay tuned.  And pray.


Update the 2nd:  The results are back, and hubby's coronaries are clean.  He'll be home tomorrow.

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Democrats, Republicans and Southern Republicans

Your tidbit today, Denizens, comes courtesy of LC Silverandblue42.


Question: How do you tell the difference between Democrats, Republicans and Southern Republicans?

The answer can be found by posing the following scenario:

You're walking down a deserted street with your wife/husband and two small children. Suddenly, an Islamic Terrorist with a huge knife comes around the corner, locks eyes with you, screams obscenities, praises Allah, raises the knife, and charges at you. You are carrying a Glock .40 caliber, and you are an expert shot. You have mere seconds before he reaches you and your family. What do you do?


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Democrat's Answer:

Well, that's not enough information to answer the question!

Does the man look poor! Or oppressed?

Have I ever done anything to him that would inspire him to attack?

Could we run away?

What does my wife/husband think?

What about the kids?

Could I possibly swing the gun like a club and knock the knife out of his hand? (ED. NOTE:  Yes, I realize that this is a moot point, seeing as the Donk bed-wetter, in all likelihood, isn't  packing - just work with me here, mkay?)

What does the law say about this situation?

Does the Glock have appropriate safety built into it?

Why am I carrying a loaded gun anyway, and what kind of message does this send to society and to my children?

Is it possible he'd be happy with just killing me?

Does he definitely want to kill me, or would he be content just to wound me?

If I were to grab his knees and hold on, could my family get away while he was stabbing me?

Should I call 9-1-1?

Why is this street so deserted?

We need to raise taxes, have a paint and weed day and make this happier, healthier street that would discourage such behavior.

This is all so confusing! I need to debate this with some friends for a few days over lattés and try to come to a consensus.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Republican's Answer:

BANG!


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Southern Republican's Answer:

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! click...(sound of reloading) BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! click


Why, yessuh, I do b'lieve I'll have me another Suth'n Comf'rt they-ah...

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August 25, 2005

PFW:  The Cowboys' trainer is not  your friend...

Word to the NFL wise:  If you play for Bill Parcells, you do not  want to get hurt in training camp.  And if you do  get hurt, you'd best be on Parcells' good side at the time.

Two who weren't  got hurt within the past 10 days - second-year tackle (and high 2004 draft choice) Jacob Rogers and fourth-year kicker Billy Cundiff.  Both are now gone.

Cundiff was never one of this reporter's favorites, because he never engendered that kind of confidence that he'd win a game that happened to be on the line - something which did, believe it or not, happen from time to time with this team.  Rogers, on the other hand, never got onto the field to prove he could make the play in the first place.  He seemed to be extremely fragile, going from one injury to the next, which snarked Parcells off severely.

Maybe someone else can do something with 'em.  Parcells simply ran out of patience.

On to this week's PFW.  My Arlington Heights Yellow Jackets begin their season by visiting the Azle Hornets tomorrow night at 7:30.  Azle beat the Jackets last year, so I'm a little uneasy about it, but we'll see.

The Dallas Cowboys return home to take on the Houston Tampons Texans Saturday at 7:00.  Houston'll probably win, but it would do my heart good to see a Cowboy squash - particularly since I'm going to this one, courtesy of free tix from the Sibling Unit™. (No, I haven't forgotten about 19-10.  Why do you ask?)

In other games, Michael Vick (the Second Greatest Quarterback Ever In The History Of Ever, Ever™) and the Atlanta Falcons travel to Jacksonville this evening to take on the Jaguars.  No, I don't care who wins - but it's football, remember? (grin)

Friday night, the Ben Rothelisberger Odyssey™, otherwise known as the Pittsburgh Steelers, will travel to Washington to play the Redskins (ESAD, PC-fucktards).  I think that's on TV, I'm not sure.

Monday, the St. Louis Rams will travel to Detroit to face Joey Harrington and the Lions.  I will now take wagers on any of Harrington's receivers suffering a season-ending injury in the game (seeing as it always seems to happen right about now).

TCU, LSU and Oklahoma are off until next week, when PFWs start counting for real. (Side note:  Next week is guaranteed not to be a PFW - and I'll explain why next Friday.  Stay tuned.)

(UPDATE:  Second side note:  Given that Heights' season actually starts tomorrow night, I guess these start counting for real now, don't they?  Hmmmmmm...)

Back Monday or Tuesday for the recap.

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August 24, 2005

Pat Robertson:  "Reverend Back-down"

Denizens, I'd been mulling over how I was going to address the Pat Robertson issue.  I was going to pontificate over how I wholeheartedly agreed with Robertson, was going to slam those banana-boat bastards in Venezuela who called him a "terrorist", dare them to call me that (to my face, of course), and basically renew the call for Hugatita's totalitarian candy-ass on a platter.

Then I read this.

Conservative U.S. evangelist Pat Robertson apologized on Wednesday for calling for the assassination of Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez, saying he spoke in frustration earlier in the week.

"Is it right to call for assassination? No, and I apologize for that statement. I spoke in frustration that we should accommodate the man who thinks the U.S. is out to kill him."

As you guys are probably aware, one of my biggest pet peeves is someone who backs down in the face of whiners after he's said something that's bang-on.

Pat, WT-ever lovin'-F, mate?  I'll ask you what I ask people who are always on John Rocker's ass about his Noo Yawk comments - what was it you said that wasn't true?

Venezuela has had strained relations with the United States since accusing Washington of backing a failed 2002 coup against Chavez. Washington has denied involvement. The Venezuelan foreign ministry said it was not satisfied with U.S. officials' dismissal of Robertson's remarks and wanted the White House to take legal action.

"This public call to assassinate a head of state, considered a crime by all modern legislation, is prosecutable by its very nature. That is what the civilized world is expecting of U.S. authorities," the Venezuelan government said on Wednesday.

Yeah, well, you know what they say - wish in one hand, shit in the other...

The White House remained silent despite calls by Venezuela and religious leaders including the Rev. Jesse Jackson for Bush to repudiate Robertson's remarks. However, Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld on Tuesday said political assassination was against the law and was not U.S. policy.

State Department spokesman Sean McCormack called Robertson's remarks "inappropriate" and said any ideas of hostile action against Chavez or Venezuela were "without fact and baseless."

I would expect no less from an administration that seems to have lost its stomach for all-out fighting like it appears to have done in Iraq.  You people in Vene-zoo-zoo don't have to worry - we're pussyfooting around in Iraq, not wanting to bomb the shit out of any more terrorist safe houses, and playing bouncy-bouncy with the Paleoswinian raghead fucks who want to kill the Israelis, so I doubt we'd draw a bead on your boy Fidelito any time soon.

Venezuelan officials said Robertson's remarks, while those of a private citizen, took on more significance given his ties to President Bush's Christian-right supporters.

There's a reason for that.  Lot of us think Robertson was  spot on and that Fidelito ought to be hanging from some lamppost down there.

"Mr Robertson has been one of this president's staunchest allies. His statement demands the strongest condemnation by the White House," Venezuela's ambassador to the United States Bernardo Alvarez said.

Oh, I don't think you'll have to wait too long for it, Bennie.  Linguini-ya has proven time and again that he'd rather alienate his base than his enemies.  "Religion of Peace" (My Ass) and all that.

Chavez was elected in 1998, survived a referendum on his rule last year, and is seen to have a strong chance of winning re-election in 2006.

Tyrants usually do.

For the record - I think Fidelito Chavez should be taken out, too.

Come and get me, Vene-zoozoo.  If you have the balls, that is.

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A drill team unlike any other

Denizens, your howler for today comes courtesy of the Sibling Unit™.

Click on this link. (It's about 4 megs in size, so dial-up folks will have to wait a while - trust me, it's worth it. (grin))

Double-super-secret-spew warnings in effect.

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August 23, 2005

Tossing out the first...uh, wait a minute...

Your gut-buster for today comes courtesy of Denizen David Hartung:


Bill and Hillary attend a World Series Game. Sitting in the first row, the Secret Service people are sitting directly behind them. One of the Secret Service guys leans forward and whispers something to Bill.

At first, Clinton stares at the guy. Then, he looks at Hillary. Then, he looks back at the agent. Finally, he shakes his head "no".

The agent then says, "Mr. President, it was a unanimous request of the entire team -- from the team owner to the bat boy." Bill thinks about it. He almost agrees, then changes his mind. So, the agent tells him, "The fans would love it!" Bill shrugs his shoulders and says, "Ho-Kay! If that is what the people want. C'mere Hilly baby..."

With that, Bill gets up. Grabs Hillary by her collar and the seat of her pants. He lifts her up, and tosses her over the wall, onto the field.

She gets up kicking, swearing, screaming, "Bill, you "!^$#@&!"

The crowd goes absolutely wild. Fans are jumping up and down, cheering, hooting and hollering, and high-fiveing. Bill is bowing, smiling and waving to the crowd. He leans over to the agent and says, "How about that! I would have never believed how much everyone would enjoy that!"

Noticing the agent has gone totally pale, he asks what is wrong.

The agent replies, "Sir, I said, that they want you to throw out the first PITCH...


BWAH...~!

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PFW:  Demarcus Ware - the 2nd coming of L.T.?

Bill Parcells is known for preferring "his guys" over younger players whose exploits are unknown to him.

Might be time to rethink that policy.

Dallas beat Seattle last night, 18-10.  And it's true that the Cowboy offense scored their only touchdown of the night on a Drew Bledsoe drive.

But most objective observers will tell you that Tony Romo was the best-looking quarterback of the three that played.  His throws were crisper, he ran the offense more smoothly and seemed to show more confidence.

Parcells had best have a quarterback who knows what he's doing out there.  The Seattle offense under Matt Hasselback shredded (with a capital S) the Dallas secondary.  One Seahawk receiver literally ran away from 2003 first-round bust draft choice Terrence Newman - supposedly the Cowboys' best corner.

There is  hope on the horizon for the Dallas defense, however. Rookies Demarcus Ware and Justin Beriault were all over the field all game.  Ware caused a first-quarter fumble from Hasselback, which he then recovered.  He also had an interception where he showed impressive closing speed after it looked as if he had been beaten.  Additionally, he deflected a pass and was generally buzzing around the heads & shoulders of Seattle quarterbacks all evening.

He's being compared to another Parcells linebacker - Lawrence Taylor.  He's nowhere near there yet, but he didn't look bad this evening.

Beriault laid several big hits on unsuspecting Seahawk backs & receivers, and forced a safety on an end-zone blitz midway through the fourth quarter.  He plays a great deal like another rookie from 20 years ago - Bill Bates.  It's maybe not a coincidence that Beriault wears Bates' number 40.

The PFW will return Thursday or Friday.  Watch this space.

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August 22, 2005

Preachers & lawyers in Heaven

Denizens, let's start your week off with a clean joke, shall we?  This comes courtesy of our semi-regular correspondent, Lady Heather:


A man and a woman were just divorced, on their way out of the courthouse they are both killed by a runaway bus. In Heaven, they have 2nd thoughts about their divorce so they go to St. Peter and ask to be remarried. St. Peter said "Come back in 15 years!"

15 years later, they're back and a minister remarries them. Soon after they start fighting again, and want to split up.

So they go back to St. Peter and ask to be divorced. St. Peter throws up his hands and says "It took me 15 years to find a preacher up here and now you want me to find a lawyer??!!"


Mheh.

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August 21, 2005

Haiku heaven:  Ode to "Shitcan"

For your Sunday Tidbit™ today, LC Jack Deth brings us these "Shitcan" Sheehan haikus:


Crawford Haikus:


Texas sun is Hot!
Fire Ants are Unforgiving!
Where's The Media?!!!


Protesting's No Fun
When Cindy's left for L.A.
No Motivation!


Too many topics!
Not enough focused people!
Let's all Blame The JOOOOOOOOS!


Where's the cameras?
Where's CNN and AP?
It's all about MEEEEEEE!!!!


Heh heh heh heh...

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August 20, 2005

PFW:  If TV doesn't advertise the game...

...do they still play it?

Okay, I will grant you - preseason football, to most people, is boring.  Might have a better time watching paint dry.

But there are some of us who have missed this game for the last six months who are just happy as your proverbial clam that the game is back in any form.  Guys like us will have the games on TV, even if we're busy doing something else, just to have the comforting sounds of the game in the background.

Which is what I would've been doing - had I bothered to check the Fox station on Thursday night.  ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!!!

Memo to the Dullest Moaning Snooze:  Just because it's preseason doesn't mean you can't publicize the game, does it???

New Orleans 37, New England 27.

Oh, well, at least I caught a little bit of Minnehaha v. The Other  NY Football Team on Friday night.  Minnehaha might not be as good without their resident toaker Randy Moss, but they're still a team to be reckoned with.

J-E-T-S-Jets!Jets!Jets! 28, ViQueens 21.

Monday night, the Cowboys take on the Seahawks up in Seattle.  The Seahags will have one key to beating the Cowgirls, and one key only:  Stop Julius Jones and the Cowgirls' running game.  Do that, and it'll be a walkover.  Look for Seattle in a romp.

Back Monday for the recap.

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August 19, 2005

Okay, that's it, deify her right now...

Well, until I can get around to writing about this week's installment of the PFW™, you guys are going to have to put up with this screamer from Sharp as a Marble.

Spew warnings in effect. (grin)

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August 18, 2005

PotKettleBlack™, Part the 1,057,912th

The Department of "Hypocrisy Much?" brings us the latest episode of the ongoing series, "How Stupid Can 'Shitcan' Sheehan Make Herself Look?".

Today's installment comes courtesy of GOPUSA News, via their friends at Cybercast.

On a day when liberal activists plan to hold coast-to-coast candlelight vigils for Cindy Sheehan, the anti-war activist is moving closer to President Bush's ranch -- and complaining about "right-wingers."

In her latest posting on Michael Moore's website, Sheehan complains, "The right wingers are really having a field day with me. It hurts me really badly

Oh, boo-hoo-fucking-hoo, Shitcan.  We wouldn't be wiping the floor with your skanky ass if you weren't providing us with so much material.  We'd love to take credit for making you look like the fuckheaded bitch you are, but you're doing a right fine job of that all by your lonesome.

but I am willing to put up with the crap, if it ends the war a minute sooner than it would have."

Well, since that  ain't gonna happen, it kinda sucks to be you, doesn't it?

Sheehan raises "specific concerns," including news of her impending divorce, which was in the works before she came to Crawford, she says.

So was your trashing of your son's memory, and your insane little screeds about the war in Iraq, if memory serves.

Fancy that.

She also rebuts "the lie" about her saying that her son "died for Israel." "I never said that, I never wrote that," Sheehan says.

Actually, you wrote this:

“Am I emotional? Yes, my first-born was murdered. Am I angry? Yes, he was killed for lies and for a PNAC Neo-Con agenda to benefit Israel. My son joined the Army to protect America, not Israel."

Looks like the Socialist Skank™ has gotten her droopy ass fact-checked yet again.

"The right wingers are emailing me and spewing filth about me on the radio and on the television saying that I am dishonoring my son's memory," Crawford wrote in her latest Internet post.

Now mind you, Denizens, this from the same woman who called President Bush a "bastard" and the biggest terrorist in the world" (incidentally, go read Misha's take on this; it's good) and threatened to tell him "bullshit" to his face if he met with her and didn't give him the answer she demanded to hear.

Ms. Kettle?  Mr. Pot on line two - something about you being black...?  He wants to know if President Bush is a bigger terrorist than the Islamonazi raghead fuck that killed (sobbbbbbbb!!!) YOUR CASEY?!?!?!

She also complains about the Crawford man arrested Monday night after running over hundreds of small wooden crosses inscribed with the names of soldiers who have died in Iraq. The crosses and small American flags are part of "Camp Casey," the protest site named after Sheehan's son, who died in Iraq last year.

"This man who ran over the crosses thinks he is a better American than we are. He thinks he is more patriotic than we are.

And y'know what?  He's right - he is  a better American and more patriotic than you socialist shits camping out in the Crawford ditch.  I do believe I'd take his patriotism over yours any friggin' day of the week.

Does he really believe that he is honoring the memories of the fallen and his country by running down 500 crosses and about 60 American flags?" Sheehan asked.

If those flags & crosses had been put up there to truly honor the war dead, you'd have a point, O Slimy Skank.  But you know, your komrades know and I  know - that's not the case.

As it was, he was doing us a favor.  Shame that all he hit were crosses 'n such.

Sheehan says she is protesting on behalf of the people of Iraq -- and U.S. soldiers who remain in harm's way.

I know of about eight million Iraqis who'd like to stick their purple-ink-stained index fingers in your eye right now - and maybe their feet up your ugly, smarmy little pissant ass...eh, "Shitcan"?

I'm sure we could find some folks to donate some steel-toed boots in which to outfit those feet, too.

Stupid bitch...

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Redneck luxury car

Our much-beloved, semi-regular correspondent Lady Heather continues on in Jeff Foxworthy mode with this contribution:



A redneck luxury car, of course.

Gotta do your off-roading in style, y'know. 

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August 17, 2005

Love this comeback

Guys, your tidbit today comes from fellow Denizen Robert Mullane, who received this from an acquaintance of his.

Read and nod your head knowingly.  That's an order. (grin)

Love This Comeback

One of my sons serves in the military. He is still stateside, here in California. He called me yesterday to let me know how warm and welcoming people were to him, and his troops, everywhere he goes, telling me how people shake their hands, and thank them for being willing to serve, and fight, for not only our own freedoms but so that others may have them also.

But he also told me about an incident in the grocery store he stopped at yesterday, on his way home from the base. He said that ahead of several people in front of him stood a woman dressed in a burqa.

He said when she got to the cashier she loudly remarked about the U.S. flag lapel pin the cashier wore on her smock. The cashier reached up and touched the pin, and said proudly," Yes, I always wear it and probably always will."

The woman in the burqa then asked the cashier when she was going to stop bombing her countrymen, explaining that she was Iraqi. A gentleman standing behind my son stepped forward, putting his arm around my son's shoulders, and nodding towards my son, said in a calm and gentle voice to the Iraqi woman:

"Lady, hundreds of thousands of men and women like this young man have fought and died so that YOU could stand here, in MY country and accuse a check-out cashier of bombing YOUR countrymen. It is my belief that had you been this outspoken in YOUR own country, we wouldn't need to be there today. But, hey, if you have now learned how to speak out so loudly and clearly, I'll gladly buy you a ticket and pay your way back to Iraq so you can straighten out the mess in YOUR country that you are obviously here in MY country to avoid."

Everyone within hearing distance cheered!

As well they should have.

Memo to "Shitcan" Sheehan:  You wanna talk to someone, don't talk to Bush - talk to all the Iraqis in this country like the woman in the burqa above.  Tell 'em to go home and fix their own problems.

Or just STFU and go home yourself.  It's not like you're welcome here in Texas, after all, bitch.

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August 16, 2005

Sad news

The Mothergoose reports, sadly, that her grandmother passed away last evening of congestive heart failure.

Your prayers for her family will be appreciated, I'm sure.  Thanks.

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Time flies...

Well, whaddya know?  The blog of the SpatulaGoddess, "Yeah, Right, Whatever", turned one year old today.

Happy happy, dear heart!  Congrats on a successful rookie campaign!

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August 15, 2005

Here's your answer, "Shitcan"

Misha has four good missives on Cindy "Shitcan" Sheehan, the traitorous bitch who thinks that because her  son - WHO NOT ONLY VOLUNTEERED FOR DUTY, BUT RE-ENLISTED KNOWING  HE'D BE GOING BACK TO IRAQ, DO YOU UNDERSTAND, SHITCAN?!?!?! - was killed in action...well, she's just entitled  to a second meeting with the President, when the hundreds of families who lost their  loved ones and do  support the President haven't even so much as had a first  meeting with him.

It is worth your time to "read them all", as "Straight Up With" Sherri is so fond of saying.

As for Shitcan, if she wants to know what the "noble cause" is, she should probably take time out from being the latest Leftard media darling and read this.

Not that she'll care - she won't like the answer, and she's already gone over the cliff, started blaming Israel for all this and vowed not to pay her taxes (oh, and where are  those IRS agents when you need them, eh?) - but there it is, in black-and-white electrons.

Oh, and Little Green Footballs reports that Shitcan has a new best friend:  David Duke.  Birds of a feather...

Game, set and match, Shitcan.  "Grieving mother", my ass.


UPDATE:  Oh, this  is a choice cut.

That "threat" of hers not to pay her 2004 taxes, because she (sobbbbbb!!!!) lost her widdle Casey in 2004???

Get this:  She hasn't paid her taxes for six years.

That "thwock thwock thwock" sound you hear is the IRS coming to get you, Shitcan... (guffaw)

(Hat tip LC PJB.)

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August 14, 2005

PFW:  Overview

With summer winding down, and the Texas Rangers undergoing their annual July/August swoon/fall from pennant/wild card contention, thoughts in the Realm™ once again turn to our favorite of all sports:  Football.

Or, as we're wont to say here in the Lone Star State:  "F'ball, you bet".

For the Uninitiated™, we have a little something here in which we engage every weekend in the fall called the PFW, which stands for "Perfect Football Weekend".  Every year, I take four teams from the ranks of "hah skrewl" (a little Rush lingo, there), college and the pros, follow their exploits, and chronicle them as best that time will allow.

A PFW is a weekend in which all my  teams win.  (As usual, I don't give a fat rat's ass about your  teams - that's your job. (grin))  From time to time, I'll even post my teams' combined record - unless I go .500 or worse, in which case I'll grouse about said teams' sorry-assed head coaches. (rueful grin)

This year, instead of the usual four teams, I'll be chronicling five:


the (Fort Worth) Arlington Heights High School Yellow Jackets,
the Texas Christian University Horned Frogs,
the Oklahoma University Sooners,
the Lousiana State University Tigers,
and the Dallas Cowboys.


The Yellow Jackets, Frogs and Cowboys are the staples of this extravaganza.  The Sooners are a holdover from last year, for two reasons:  Bob Stoops has toned down his arrogance to the point where it's not all about him and about how great OU is (back-to-back national-championship game thrashings tend to do that to a guy, I'd think), and one can actually see that he's simply devoted to doing whatever it's within his power to do to win.  I tend to like head coaches who are driven like that.

The second reason is that Little Willy Callahan, the lame-ass who turned the AFC champion Oakland Raiders into a 4-12 team in the span of one year, is still the head coach in Nebraska.  The Cornhuskers are one of my anti-teams (one of my favorite teams is any team that plays them) until that changes.

The man who should  be coaching the Cornhuskers right now, Bo Pelini, is now the defensive coordinator at LSU - which is why they're on the list this year, as well.  Pelini's intensity is awesome; one of these years, some high muckety-muck who runs an athletic program or pro team is gonna see that and make him a head coach.  Won't bother me if it's sooner rather than later, either.

So we had our first PFW this past weekend - actually, it started on Monday and lasted the entire week.  TV football on Monday (Bears-Dolphins), Thursday (Chargers-Packers) and Saturday (Cowboys-Cardinals).  Couldn't give a flip who won - the simple fact they were playing and I could watch made it a PFW.

As it happens, though, I did have to sit through an excruciatingly bad performance by the Cowgirls last night.  If Drew Bledsoe is the best Jerry Jones and Bill Parcells could do this year...ew.  Just, ew.  The switch to a 3-4 defense hasn't helped the pass rush any, and the swiss-cheese secondary is still just that - swiss cheese - and it allowed a Kurt Warner-to-Larry Fitzgerald touchdown pass (one of five Fitzgerald catches, for a total of 81 yards), plus letting the Cards up from several third-and-more-than-3s.  They did  look decent on run defense, but that's not saying much, because Arizona's running game might  instill fear in a middle-school team.  Playing two men down.

But as bad as the 'Pukes looked last night, Arizona still did their dead-level damndest to let them win the game.  Took a safety on a punt late in the fourth, kicked off to Dallas and let Drew Henson take them down the field with a decent enough two-minute drill.  Dallas, despite not scoring a touchdown, was in position to take the lead with just over a minute left to play.

On fourth down from the Arizona 30, however, a Billy Cundiff field goal from 48 yards - which would have been good, by the way - was called back.  Backup guard Stephen Peterman was called for a false start, pushing the attempt five yards back; the second attempt drifted wide left.

Same Peterman who had one of three holding penalties (four penalties overall) which took the Cowgirls from first-and-10 at the Arizona 15 to fourth-and-50 - yes, fifty - about seven plays later.

It's gonna be a loooooooooooong year.  Jerry better hurry up, fire Parcells and hire Stoops, so we can start winning again.

The PFW will return Thursday or Friday to analyze next week's preseason game against Seattle, as well as any other games that might be on TV that weekend.

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August 13, 2005

One more to add to Heaven's banquet table

I was going to post today on the return of the Perfect Football Weekend (known affectionately throughout the Realm™ as the PFW), give you guys the general overview and tell you what teams I'm going to track this year, etc, etc.

Then the SpatulaGoddess buzzed in with this little tidbit from my honorary sister down in Tinyville.

The PFW can wait.  Some things are simply more important than football.

Welcome to the Family, Denita.  We love you!!!

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August 12, 2005

ACLU:  "Double Standards R Us"

Misha has a great piece on the true nature of the ACLU that you should go read.

One wonders what Dr. Herb Gamiscut (recent commenter to the Realm™) would think of Wiccan prayers being okay, but other prayers being a bit too Christian for some folks' taste...

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August 11, 2005

As if on cue...

Well, no sooner did I rip Chief Screaming Flea a new one for being a bit too quiet than he up and opened his piehole.

Howard Dean gives Republicans credit for one thing: They have put the Democrats on the defensive and forced them to fight on their turf. That, he said, is about to change.

"What the propagandists on the right have done is make people afraid to say they are Democrats," Dean told a gathering of Vermont Democrats.

Uh, Dr. YEARRRRRRGH!, it's not us  who did that.  As much as we'd like to take credit, all we've done is basically give you all the rope you needed to hang yourself.

And, true to form, you took it and did.  Don't blame us  for you people being the colossal idiots you are.

"We have to be out there. We have to be vocal. We have to be pushing our version of the facts because their version of the facts is very unfactual."

"Weeeeeee have to get our message out!!!  We're not getting our message out to the American people, by Maitreya!"

Don't know about you guys, but I for one hope they never  realize just what a fantastic job they're doing of getting that message out.  The more they do that, the better off the GOP is. (snicker)

After visiting 30 states in the first six months as chairman of the Democratic National Committee, Dean said Monday he has found "There are Democrats everywhere."

Well, of course  there are, Big Chief Megadecibels.  The problem is that because of you and your compadres over at Moveon.org and Demoshitty Underpants, they're ashamed to admit it.

Not that we  mind...

The key to success is making those Democrats proud of their party, Dean said, by taking the offensive and fighting on Democratic turf.

"We need a message. It has to be clear," he said. "The framing of the debate determines who wins the debate.

"Running away from issues is how you lose elections," said Dean, a former Vermont governor.

That's just it, Doctor.  You have  a message.  You've been  framing it.  You've been  taking the offensive and fighting on your turf, with your issues.

That's why you're losing!!!  (chuckle)

"We need to position ourselves as the party of change," he said. "I think we have learned that when big changes happen in the House and Senate, they happen because one party nationalizes the race and becomes the change agent.

Yeah, I think we remember the last Demoscummic candidate who promised us "change".  And let's see - didn't his legacy finally result in...oh...some unpleasantness a while back?

Dean detailed his 50-state strategy to hire and finance from national coffers organizers in every state, saying that the party is on track to have organizers in every state by the end of the year.

"Vote by vote, precinct by precinct, door by door, year by year and election by election, we will take this country back for the people who built it," he said.

We already have it, thanks.  What you  want to do is take it and give it to the ones who'd sponge off of us, the ones who want to butcher our babies before they're born, the sodomites, the tree-huggers...oh, and let's not forget those who side with the ragheaded fucks who want to kill us.

In his speech Dean talked about the growing diversity in America and how well that diversity meshes with the message and membership of the Democratic Party.

"The face of the Democratic Party is such that it looks like all of America will look in 2050," said Dean.

Yep.  Prostrate, asses up, noses pointed toward Mecca, isn't that right, Howeird?

Keep it up, Dr. YEARRRRRRRGH!!!  We're loving every minute of it.

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Redneck Hot Tub

Lady Heather brings us your morning chuckle - a classic:



The Redneck Hot Tub™.

Mheh. 

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August 10, 2005

"Clik4Cathy"

LCs - and Denizens - it's Good Cause™ time.

Click the banner below:

That'll take you to the web site of the American Cancer Ablation Center.

Why, you ask?

This would be why.

Chris Muir, who happens to be one of our favorite cartoonists, has a sister, Cathy, whom this clinic is working with, and they could use some visibility/good PR.

And we love Chris and his family.  Therefore, this is an undertaking worthy of the Empire and the Realm™.

Get to clicking.  Thatisall.

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August 09, 2005

Open mouth, insert foot, Part the 523,672nd...

Rumor has it that Dr. YEARRRRGH! has a case of lockjaw, so when the Donks needed someone to be their dumbass du jour,  they turned to backups Harry "Banana Boat" Belafonte and Big Dickhead Gregory.

And they certainly did not disappoint:

Celebrity activist Harry Belafonte referred to prominent African-American officials in the Bush administration as "black tyrants" at a weekend march, and he also compared the administration to Adolf Hitler's Nazi Germany.

Hmmm.  A Demoscum opens his mouth, exposes the vacuum between his ears and compares President Bush to Hitler.

In other news, the sun rose in the East today, water was found to be wet, and Bill Parcells placed the future of his football team in the hands of an ancient quarterback. (Stop me if you've heard this before, mkay?)

Belafonte, a featured speaker at Saturday's march in Atlanta commemorating the 40th anniversary of the signing of the Voting Rights Act, previously ignited a political controversy in 2002 when he likened then-Secretary of State Colin Powell to a "house slave."

While he stays on the Donks' plantation and picks their political cotton, y'see.

At Saturday's civil rights march, Belafonte said the Bush administration has been "rather dismal" for the lives of black Americans. The march, which featured prominent civil rights groups and labor union representatives, was intended to drum up support for extending and strengthening the Voting Rights Act of 1965.

The one which a lot of Republican voted for and a lot of Demoscum voted against.  Uh-huh, right, yep...

Belafonte used a Hitler analogy when asked about what impact prominent blacks such as former Secretary of State Powell and current Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice had on the Bush administration's relations with minorities.

"Hitler had a lot of Jews high up in the hierarchy of the Third Reich. Color does not necessarily denote quality, content or value," Belafonte said in an exclusive interview with Cybercast News Service.

Actually, Harry, that's what we Republicans have been saying for decades now:  Not the color of a man's skin, but the content of his character.  Just like Dr. King said all those years ago.

Thing is, Banana Boat Man, we find your  character to be severely lacking.  Granted, that's typical of most Donks, but...

"[If] a black is a tyrant, he is first and foremost a tyrant, then he incidentally is black. Bush is a tyrant and if he gathers around him black tyrants, they all have to be treated as they are being treated," he added.

"Dey has t' picks dat dare cotton, else Massa's gwan be upset, ayup..."  Preach it, Brother Harry!!!

When asked specifically who was a "black tyrant" in the Bush administration, Belafonte responded to this reporter, "You." When this reporter noted that he was a Caucasian and attempted to ask another question, Belafonte abruptly ended the interview by saying, "That's it."

"That's it - you caught me being a fuckwit, interview's over..."

Another prominent celebrity marcher at Saturday's civil rights march also employed Nazi analogies to the GOP and conservatives.

Civil rights activist Dick Gregory mocked the existence of African-American conservatives in America.

"They [black conservatives] have a right to exist, but why would I want to walk around with a swastika on my shirt after the way Hitler done messed it [the swastika symbol] up?" Gregory said in an interview with Cybercast News Service. (The swastika was an ancient symbol generally regarded an emblem of strength and luck before the Nazi Party adopted it in 1920.)

Why not, Big Dickhead?  You guys embrace Robert "Sheets" Byrd, don't you?

"So why would I want to call myself a conservative after the way them white racist thugs have used that word to hide behind? They call themselves new Republicans," Gregory said.

Trust me, Dickhead - as a Republican, I'm confident that I can speak for my party when I say that we don't want you.

Gregory trashed the United States, calling it "the most dishonest, ungodly, unspiritual nation that ever existed in the history of the planet. As we talk now, America is 5 percent of the world's population and consumes 96 percent of the world's hard drugs," Gregory said.

Hmmm...wonder how they're getting those drugs, eh, Mister  Gregory???

Gregory also accused President Bush of stealing the 2004 presidential election.

"They didn't win, and I got that from the white press. At four o'clock [on Election Day 2004], that evening, the white press said from the exit polls that [Democratic presidential nominee John] Kerry had won by a landslide and then three hours later something funny happened," Gregory said of Bush's eventual election victory.

Yeah, something funny happened:  The results came in.

Asked why approximately 10 percent of African-Americans typically vote for Republican presidential candidates, Gregory responded: "I have no idea. You have to ask them. That's like asking me about a woman having a baby. Go ask her, I don't know."

'Tis a mystery, all right, Dickhead.  It's a mystery why it ain't more, given that you, Banana Boat Belafonte and Al Sharpton claim to be the black community's leaders and you keep showing your asses to the nation.

Fuckheads...

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August 08, 2005

Chronicles of George

In class today, our instructor told us of a helpdesk techie who...uh...well, let's just say that English wasn't his first language, mkay?

Go here and have a look around.  MAJOR  spew warnings in effect.

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August 07, 2005

It was 60 years ago to...uh, yesterday

This scribe was sufficiently busy yesterday that I missed the fact that it was anniversary number 60 of the start of the chain of events that ended World War II.

In other words, Hiroshima.

Misha has a great piece on it, as usual - particularly addressing the liberal fucktards that keep insisting we "apologize" to the Japanese for finishing what they  started.

Can't add much more to that than a good, hearty "amen".  Except, possibly, to say "thank you" to President Truman, General Patton and the troops under their command who made sure that America didn't have to live under that kind of totalitarianism.

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August 06, 2005

I like job security, but this is ridiculous... (sigh)

Picture this:  You're a techie-type in a two-building combination call-center/business office, along with three other techie-types.  The complex houses roughly 800 people at the moment (more will follow, but that's another post).

Now imagine that one tech is tied up on a project in another city, another tech is on vacation, and the call-center tech is sick...and his supervisors haven't notified your supervisors.  In short, you're the only tech in the entire complex...and neither you nor your superiors realize it.

Welcome to the One-Legged Man™ Week from Hell™.  The fact is, Denizens, you were lucky to have received any of My Eternal Wisdom™ at all this week.  Yesterday was the worst day of the five, which is why nothing got cranked out from this keyboard.

I'm in training next week, so you might see more posts, or you might not.  Just hafta keep tuning in, I guess.

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August 04, 2005

A conservative justice?  Not so fast there, Sparky...

Color Ann Coulter right again - this time, on John Roberts.

Those of you who, like me, are fans of the conservative columnist, will remember that she wasn't all that fond of the Bush pick to replace Sandy Ditzy O'Bint.

It means nothing that Roberts wrote briefs arguing for the repeal of Roe v. Wade when he worked for Republican administrations. He was arguing on behalf of his client, the United States of America. Roberts has specifically disassociated himself from those cases, dropping a footnote to a 1994 law review article that said:

"In the interest of full disclosure, the author would like to point out that as deputy solicitor general for a portion of the 1992-93 term, he was involved in many of the cases discussed below. In the interest of even fuller disclosure, he would also like to point out that his views as a commentator on those cases do not necessarily reflect his views as an advocate for his former client, the United States."

This would have been the legal equivalent, after O.J.'s acquittal, of Johnnie Cochran saying, "Hey, I never said the guy was innocent. I was just doing my job."

Well, Denizens, it's looking like she was bang-on right about this guy.  Roberts is now saying, in effect, that Roe v. Wade  need not worry.

"Precedent plays an important role in promoting the stability of the legal system," Roberts wrote. "A sound judicial philosophy should reflect recognition of the fact that the judge operates within a system of rules developed over the years by other judges equally striving to live up to the judicial oath."

At the same time, Roberts said that "judges must be constantly aware that their role, while important, is limited."

"They do not have a commission to solve society's problems, as they see them, but simply to decide cases before them according to the rule of law," he wrote.

So I guess we can go back to the days of Plessy v. Ferguson,  John-o?  The Dred Scott decision?  Any other bad law you want to revisit on us, Souter-lite?

My apologies, Ann.  After you came out against Roberts, I rather doubted you for a moment.  I figured that, with so many liberal fuckheads screaming about this nomination, Waffleya had finally gotten one right.

Should've known better.  This is yet one more wimp-assed nomination by a president who apparently is afraid to nominate a real  conservative to the bench, thus telling the minority  Party of Asses™ what they could go do with themselves.

Get ready for more of the same bullshit from the Not-so-supreme Court, guys.  And maybe OneOfTheseDays™ we'll learn not to trust anyone named Bush...

UPDATE:  And it just keeps getting worse & worse.  Looks like this guy Roberts supports the heterophobic movement, as well.

Supreme Court nominee John Roberts donated his time to work behind the scenes for gay rights activists – and helped win a decision that’s been hailed as the "single most important positive ruling" for the gay rights movement.

[...]

He did not argue the case before the Supreme Court, but he was instrumental in reviewing filings and preparing oral arguments, according to a report in the Los Angeles Times.

"Roberts’ work on behalf of gay rights activists, whose cause is anathema to many conservatives, appears to illustrate his allegiance to the credo of the legal profession: to zealously represent the interests of the client, whoever it might be," the newspaper reports.

In other words, this guy stands for nothing, and falls for anything.  It's not what's right  that counts for John Roberts - it's what's supposedly legal.

The case before the Supreme Court, Romer vs. Evans, dealt with a voter-approved 1992 Colorado initiative that would have allowed employers and landlords to exclude gays from jobs and housing.

A 6-3 ruling striking down the initiative was handed down in May 1996.

Jean Dubofsky, lead lawyer for the gay rights activists, said Roberts’ work in the case was "absolutely crucial."

And Suzanne B. Goldberg, a lawyer with Lambda, a legal services group for gays and lesbians, called the Supreme Court ruling the "single most important positive ruling in the history of the gay rights movement."

That's enough for me.  This bozo needs to be rejected posthaste.  I don't want another tin-plated tyrant on the bench that is sympathetic to baby butchers and limp-wrists.  We've already got Souter; why do we need Roberts?

F.E.T.E., as the Imperial Torturer™ might say...

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August 03, 2005

Redneck tech-wizardry

Busy day today, Denizens, so Lady Heather del Jeep Wrangler steps in to serve up today's offering...


Ways to tell if a redneck's been working on your computer...


10. The monitor is up on blocks.

9. Outgoing faxes have tobacco stains on them.

8. The six front keys have rotted out.

7. The extra RAM slots have Dodge truck parts installed in them.

6. The numeric keypad only goes up to six.

5. The password is "Bubba".

4. The CPU has a gun rack mount.

3. There is a Skoal can in the CD-ROM drive.

2. The keyboard is camouflaged.

And, The Number One Way To Tell If A Redneck Has Been Working On A Computer...

The mouse is referred to as a "critter".


Mheh.

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August 02, 2005

What is it with 8/2 and plane crashes...?!

Actually, I did  find something today on which to blog.

From the Department of Cue The Twilight Zone Theme comes news of a plane crash in Toronto involving an Airbus A340.

What makes it weird is that today is the 20th anniversary of Delta Flight 191, which took 137 lives.

Strange...

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More Grab-Baggagery

Denizens, today was one of those days where I could find nothing in the news that: 1) I was passionate enough to write about, and 2) hadn't already been covered by Emperor Misha.

Hence, for your reading pleasure, here's something out of the Grab-Bag™.  Not sure who wrote it, but it's good reading nonetheless.


Got this in the old e mail today, while I don't agree with some of it, it is amusing.


I like big cars, big hooters, and big paychecks. I believe the money I make belongs to me and my family, not some midlevel governmental functionary with a bad comb-over who wants to give it away to crack addicts squirting out babies.

I believe that if you are selling me a Big Mac, you'd better do it in English.

I'm not in touch with my feelings and I like it that way.

I believe that it doesn't take a village to raise a child, it takes two parents.

I think owning a gun doesn't make you a killer.

I want to know which church is it exactly where the Reverend Jesse Jackson preaches. And where does he get his money. And why is he always part of the problem and not the solution.

I believe if she has her lips on your willie, it is sex, and it is sex for both of you. This even applies when you are President of the United States.

I think that being a student doesn't give you any more enlightenment than working at Blockbuster. In fact, if your parents are footing the bill to put your pansy *** through 4-7 years of college, you haven't begun to be enlightened.

I believe everyone has a right to pray to his or her God or gods, just leave the rest of us out of it. This also applies to sexuality.

I believe it's called the Boy Scouts for a reason.

I don't think being a minority makes you noble or victimized.

I don't use the excuse "it's for the children" as a shield for unpopular opinions or actions.

I think fireworks should be legal on the 4th of July.

My heroes are John Wayne, the Simpson's, and whoever canceled Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman.

I don't hate the rich. I don't pity the poor.

I know wrestling is fake and I don't waste my time arguing about it. I think global warming is a big lie. Where are all those experts now, when I am freezing my *** through a long winter?

I've never owned a slave, or was a slave, I didn't wander forty years in the desert after getting chased out of Egypt, I haven't burned any witches or been persecuted by the Turks and neither have you, so shut up already.

I think the cops have every right to shoot your sorry *** if you're running from them. I also think they have the right to pull your *** over if you are breaking the law, regardless of what color you are.

I think if you are too stupid to know how a ballot works, I don't want you deciding who should be running the most powerful nation of the world for the next four years.

I think if you are in the passing lane, and not passing, your license should be revoked, and you should be forced to ride the bus until you promise to never delay the rest of us again.

I think beef jerky could quite possibly be the perfect food.

I think tattoos and piercing are fine if you want them, but please don't pretend they are a political statement.

I think Dr. Seuss was a genius.

I 'm neither angry nor disenfranchised, no matter how desperately the mainstream media would like the world to believe otherwise.

If that makes me a BAD American, then yes, I'm a BAD American.


If you too are a BAD American please forward this to everyone you know. We need our country back!


Amen & amen.

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August 01, 2005

Busted!

Back a few months ago, when José Canseco wrote in his book Juiced  that he helped folks like Rafael Palmeiro and Ivan "Pudge" Rodriguez take steroids, pretty much anyone who cared castigated him and called him a liar in just about any fashion of which they could think.

Looks like those folks now owe José an apology.

Today, the latest member of the 3,000 hit club, Palmeiro, got his ass busted for using steroids.

Former Ranger Rafael Palmeiro was suspended Monday for violating Major League Baseball's steroid policy, two weeks after joining the exclusive 3,000-hit club and five months after denying he ever used steroids before a Congressional committee.

Palmeiro, now with the Baltimore Orioles, received a 10-game suspension, effective immediately. The Orioles will be in Arlington to play a three-game series with the Rangers this weekend.

The announcement sent shockwaves through baseball. Six players had previously been suspended for steroids, but none had Palmeiro's stature.

In a 650-word statement read on a conference call, Palmeiro denied he ever knowingly took steroids.

"I am here to make it very clear that I have never intentionally used steroids," Palmeiro said. "Never. Ever. Period."

Uh huh.  Sure, Raffy.  Neither did Barry Bonds.  YeahRight™.

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