June 15, 2010

President Yellow Snow [Cone] Sucker shows his hand..

..so maybe there was a strategy behind the inaction and endless parties, rounds of golf, and boogieing with Paul (the Brain-left Beatle) McCartney. It seems that President Hatchet-Ass and his student-mugging, Democrat buddies in congress REALLY want to enact their precious Crap-and-Tax legislation enacted.

Here is is the dour, plodding Republican Senate Leader Mitch McConnell, who while is on the verge of lapsing into terminal somnolence, manages to make several good points and ask some pretty embarrassing questions..

..if your are a snow-cone sucking, golf-ball hitting, do-nothing metro-sexual chief executive:

..I told you I was late to the dance, didn't I?

UPDATE: Before you get too wrapped around the axle with "Mumbles" McConnell (Lord, I am being a little too harsh, aren't I?) go here and here  for a couple of articles where grown-ups tear apart the Skittle-crapping-Unicorn fantasies and the fusillades of pixie dust. They are worthy of your perusal but -- warning! -- do not operate heavy machinery whilst reading.

Son of UPDATE: Scooter waked up; details here; film at eleven!

End times II..

Well, Mrs War Planner and I are going over to Sports Authority to get me a tent so I can participate in Amateur Radio's Field Day a couple of weeks from now and when i get back I will be busy cleaning out the toilets, the grease traps, and the septic tank out back. So, no, I will not be watching The Pantload deliver his sack-of-sh!t bleatings about how he is noT responsible, how BP's is responsible, how Bush is responsible, and how he really enjoyed the relaxing break from the rigors of non-stop golf by walking on the beaches down at the Gulf, sipping Yellow Snow Cones through a straw..

..but my grumpiness has caused me to wander off course. Let's see, oh yeah! I was talking about the tent and Field Day. Here is a link to an old post -- actually my second as as my former incarnation as Войска ПВО (Voyska PVO) -- and it explains my other obsession besides bagging on The Light-Bringer.

But before I head off with the scrub brush and the Tidy Bowl, I thought I'd get you folks as worked up about screaming assh*ole Democrat congressmen as I am:

..please burn this in your brains along with the other images of these butt-wipes running amok so you can act accordingly in the run-up to November 2nd.

Oh, I almost forgot. If any of you who stop buy happen to be ham radio operators, leave me a comment and say hello.

End times..

Via Drudge, further tidbits evidencing a tremor in the force for Kaptain Kick-Ass, the Supreme High Straw Sucker, may just yet be a one-termer.

It seems that, among The Pantload's other crumbling numbers is the fact that he has now fallen far astern of his former presidential rival, Hillary Rodham Clinton. Dana Milbank, in the Washington Post, writes:

By any measure -- favorability ratings or job approval -- Americans by a sizable margin have warmer views of the secretary of state than they do of the president. This is of little use to Clinton beyond bragging rights, but among Hillary '08 fans there is some satisfaction that the woman Obama once cut down as "likable enough" is now more liked than he is. Depending on the measure and the poll, she leads him by roughly 10 to 25 percentage points.

To understand why, look no further than their calendars for Monday. The president was in Alabama and Mississippi, trying again to change the public perception that his administration has been weak in ts response to the oil spill. The secretary of state was in Washington receiving plaudits for being a "passionate leader" and for taking a "resolute and genuine" stand against human trafficking and slavery.

It is basically another ass-smooch of the libs, by the libs, and for the libs but it is also a comparison of Clinton's performance of her duties and the relative success she has had versus our current Wall-Banger-in-Chief. It also addresses the obvious conclusion:

That statement was enough to send the likes of Bill O'Reilly, the conservative Fox News commentator, to outline a potential Clinton primary challenge to Obama in 2012. There's no sign of such a hallenge, but there's no disputing that Obama has fallen below Clinton.

Yeah, right, WaPo libs, there's no disputing that at all. But then again, everyone's pulled ahead of that challenged, mental midget, obsessed with sucking lemon snow cones up with a straw, glad-handing adoring sycophants on photo-ops, and sashaying around the links instead of dealing with the important aspects of his job.

I guess what is so maddening about this about whole Beltway press corps mindset is that they all raise foreplay to a fine are bordering on the tedious. I mean, their mating rituals before revelations reach climax (he said pruriently torturing the metaphor) are seemingly interminable. So let's cut to the chase and I'll lay my money on the table; go "all in" as it were. What the hell, I don;t have a reputation to preserve here -- leastwise not a rep that's is worth preserving.

Anyway, here's what happens: The Dems take the pipe in November -- like I've said many times before -- and the downward slide begins. Obama -- even more neutered than he is now -- cannot get squat done with what ever power is left to him so he begins to flail. Orders of magnitude more ineffectual and feeling the love leak out of his personal balloon (a though abhorrent to this narcissist), the hatchet-assed metro-sexual engages in an orgy of teleprompter-guided appearances that would make the first ten months of this presidency seem like our leader was Ben Gunn, the marooned recluse on Treasure Island.

Numbers plummet for two reasons: (1) he just flat turns people off with the frequency of his speeches and the halting, condescending speaking style and those horrid, sibilant whistling teeth and (2) his magic has faded and the American Idol public will be searching for another messiah to send a tingle up their legs.

Finally, no one in Congress want to have anything to do with him so he is virtually ignored. And, since he has already appointed a czar to take care of virtually aspect of his job, then he spends the rest of the time out on the links or flying the FLOTUS to various cities for date nights on our nickel.

When it gets to desperation time and becomes readily apparent -- even to the former kneepad media -- this fool will have trashed the (questionable) good name of the Democrat party label, Hillary will burst on the scene, immense thighs quivering, and announce in stentorian tones that she's sick of this crap and is here to save the day.

..and after Hillary has been facing us for weeks with her announcements and pre-campaigning..then..only then..will the WaPo move the story to the front page and give up on trying to find out who the students were that viciously attacked Congressman Ethridge on his way to/from a fundraiser many months ago.

President Snowcone practicing..

..for his Gulf clean-up effort?

But apparently not hard enough.

It seems that Public Policy Polling (courtesy Allahpundit over at Hot Air!) has some results to a recent pol that say Louisiana residents say Bush did a better job handling Katrina than Obama has done handling the Gulf oil spill:

Our new Louisiana poll has a lot of data points to show how unhappy voters in the state are with Barack Obama's handling of the oil spill but one perhaps sums it up better than anything else- a majority of voters there think George W. Bush did a better job with Katrina than Obama's done dealing with the spill.

Keep suckin' that chicken, Ogabe!

WaPo whitewashes Ethridge in Citizen Mauling case..

Man, am I getting good at writing inflammatory headlines or what?

Remember this?

Well, the Washington Post -- in typical fashion -- wants to get to the bottom of this and determine..

..why Ethridge is at fault?

..why charges are not being files against a congressman who manhandled a student on a public street?

..where the outrage is over the lack of contrition by Ethridge?

No, actually, they are running a short piece on who the students were:

Who are the videographers? Lots of theories about GOP operatives, but no one has come forward to take credit, reports our colleague David Weigel. The reason for stopping Etheridge outside a fundraiser for Nancy Pelosi? "A project," one of the men said on the video. Anything happen that's not on the tape? Unclear, since no other version of the encounter has emerged. The National Journalism Center and the Leadership Institute, two Virginia organizations that train conservative journalists (the latter boasts ACORN sting artist James O'Keefe), flatly denied the men worked for them, as did the National Republican Congressional Committee.

Gasp! They might be evil Republican operatives? Heaven forfend! I guess by asking these penetrating questions in the article (which, of course, go unanswered), the probably want to deflect some heat away from the North Carolina conngressman.

The readers aren't buying it. Check out a couple of comments -- most of which chide the WaPo for missing the obvious story:

Disgusting as usual WaPo! If I didn't know what your agenda was I would struggle to confirm who was the villain in this story. What is it about the Progressive agenda that you are so desperate to protect? Is there anything that would get you to report the news rather than try to shape it? Is there anything vile enough that a Democrat/Socialist/Communist can do that would make you report the story in such a way as to portray the Democrat/Socialist/Communist in the poor light the deserve? I am struggling to understand why your allegiance to these people is so incredibly unflappable. I can't imagine what depths they must sink to for you to report the news as it should be in a story such as this. This Congressman is a despicable human being!


What difference does it make who Etheridge attacked? Is it "OK" that he attacked them if they were Republicans? Not students? Their identity is 100% irrelevant to his conduct, which unarguably terrible and disgraceful. Stop making excuses for this arrogant thug.

..and again..

Not only should he be tried for assault, but he should submit to drug testing. What normal person behaves like that? And look at his face, does that look like someone clean to you? He serves public office, it should be mandatory anyways. We need to know our public workers are clean and sound of mind when they perform their duties.

Again, I recommend you head over there and sample them yourself. It's pretty much all unfavorable towards this attempt at deflection by the Post.Oh, and, just for grins, Adam Goldstein over at HuffPo gets his licks in:

I don't. I don't care if it's a Republican operative--congressmen shouldn't assault Republican operatives. I don't care if it's an ambush interview--congressmen shouldn't attack ambush interviewers. I don't care if it's the ghost of Richard Nixon, foaming at the mouth rabid and wearing nothing but a placard accusing Etheridge of being of questionable parentage. No matter who this is, Etheridge doesn't have the legal right to put hands on him for asking a question.

Some people are trying to deflect blame by questioning the motives of the would-be interviewer, as if the law of assault was a complicated moral issue. It isn't, by the way. It's a simple moral issue. If someone asks you a question, you don't get to start grabbing him or her. Asking whether the questioner has some political motive is as morally bankrupt as asking what specifically Tina Turner said to Ike before he started hitting her--as if there were any answer that would suddenly make the conduct okay.

I guess that pretty much sums up against Ethridge and the WaPao, doesn't it? I mean if most of the liberal readership and a columnist at a liberal blog condemn this, then you've pretty much screwed the pooch, haven't you?

By the way, Here is the Hot Air! piece on the unedited Ethridge videos, by the way.

June 14, 2010

Nation of wimps..

This just hit me from Memeorandum over there on the right. It's a story about Meg Whitman pushing some employee when she was CEO at eBay because she was pissed that the employee was not doing the job that he should.


Here's the 4-1-1:

In June 2007, an eBay employee claimed that Ms. Whitman became angry and forcefully pushed her in an executive conference room at eBay’s headquarters, according to multiple former eBay employees with knowledge of the incident. They spoke on the condition of anonymity because the matter was delicate and was deemed to be strictly confidential.

The employee, Young Mi Kim, was preparing Ms. Whitman for a news media interview that day. Ms. Kim, who was not injured in the incident, hired a lawyer and threatened a lawsuit, but the dispute was resolved under the supervision of a private mediator.

Let's see now, the employee is a sluggo, pisses off the boss, gets pushed, and sues.

Again, predictable.

C'mon, fercrissakes, she's also a woman! And she's your boss! I have gotten into several shoving matches with bosses, co-workers, and strangers but, in all cases, don't go running to my attorney in a fit of tears. Oh, by the way, the little wuss-ette got a settlement from Whitman and this story was probably run so as to cast Meg in a bad light -- rotten bully, unreasonable boss and all that.

On the other side of the coin, I just figured out that I will be working for Whitman for Governor out here as well. I mean, any woman who has the stones, figuratively speaking of course, to push some employee around because the person is a lazy, worthless idiot, then she'll probably make a great governor.

Certainly better than the girly-man with the steroid-shriveled genitalia we got in Sacramento now. I'd sure as hell like to see Meg slap those idiots in the state legislature around a bit. Worth the price of admission and all that.

You go, girl!

Star Wars Trollop disses Teabaggers..

Disclaimer: another round of cheap whiskey and a relatively rotten mood drive this post but I found out that Carrie Fisher is a big-time Obama bum-osculator, courtesy of a post at Hot Air!:

Is there anyone you haven’t met that you’ve always wanted to?

I’m surprised you haven’t met him.
I know. I love him. Hopefully I’ll meet him sometime. I’m just happy he exists.

Do you think Tea Party is just people who are pissed that there is an African American president?
Yup, and the fact that they chose to call themselves “teabaggers,” which is slang for a certain act involving b***s. It sort of says a lot. I would say a mouthful. Looks like it’s very upsetting for them, but he’s brilliant. The thing is, he’s half white but that’s still not enough — for them it’s all white or f**k off. I think we don’t deserve him and certainly teabaggers don’t deserve him.

Quite a mouth on that bitch, ain't it?

Just as few things occur to me: (1) I was not aware that the members of the Tea Party movement "chose to call themselves Teabaggers" and (2) who is she to lecture anyone on sexual proclivities when she runs around in her birthday suit wearing only a brassiere and panties made out of 10 gauge stripped copper Romex and chained to a puss-bag like Jabba the Hut? Maybe off-world BDSM with desert planet walruses is her bag.

After all, didn't she and her brother have the hots for each other until their dad -- some evil reconstituted cyborg with a hideous sinus problem -- straighten them out?

I dunno, maybe Belushi was right to have dropped her in the sewer and skedaddled in Blue Brothers.

President Snow Cone does it again..

..another PR photo-op triumph!

I feel the scales falling from my eyes as I write. I feel the tears welling up in these self-same orbs and gladness and hope and joy fill my heart and exhilaration seizes my aged frame. The Light-Bringer hath descended from D.C. and proclaimed that the seas will recede and that they shall become pure again. Again at the Gulf, he has shown us what he -- as dear leader -- is capable of with the mere prosaic props of everyday life..or so CNN would have you believe..

Theodore, Alabama (CNN) - President Barack Obama used a lemon-lime snow cone to show that parts of the Gulf Coast remain unaffected by the oil spill –and that he's fully engaged in the ongoing crisis on a day and a half visit to the region.

At his first stop in Gulfport, Mississippi, the president was briefed by Admiral Thad Allen and other officials on the latest effort to cap and contain the oil. And the president said that many locations are still open for tourism and unaffected by the spill.

"We just want to make sure that people who have travel plans down to the Gulf area remain mindful of that, because if people want to know what can they do to help folks down here, one of the best ways to help is to come down here and enjoy the outstanding hospitality," the president said.

The president said he was updated on the need for better coordination of Skimmers and other assets involved in the effort, so that more oil is kept off area beaches.

Obama said they also discussed concerns about problems residents are facing as they file claims to recover money from BP.

But am I missing something? How did The First Turd Bag demonstrate all of this with a mere snow cone and a visit to the Gulf? Unless CNN truly thinks they can trowel all kind of ethereal bullsh!t into their articles and we're going to lap it up like a bunch of folks coming in from a desert hike?

I mean, seriously, who writes this crap? I gotta believe it's straight from the Chief Metro-Sexual POSOTUS' bare-chested beer-ponging staff to the fawning sycophantic corps(e) of CNN pool reporters to some zitty intern sitting on a word processor out in the early Summer heat and humidity of of Alabama.

This piece continues:

Some residents around Theodore, Alabama, where Obama will tour a staging area in which booms are cleaned and de-contaminated, are glad to be getting the administration's attention.

But one man says it's nothing more than a "photo op." Jim Hall, a retired executive and longtime local resident who has lived and fished on the Gulf since the 1980's, wants the administration to talk less and do more.

..don't we all, Jim, don't we all?

Leftist hack hag NYT columnist and broken clock..

..right at least two times per day.

Believe me, I have no love for Maureen Dowd, the vicious, poisonous, liberal, slavering she-witch columnist for the New York Times. She can pound sand as far as I am concerned. But one of her recent columns -- while not exactly zinging Obama -- has some interesting insights into what may be a failed presidency rotting from within.

In that column, Dowd contrasts the style of Obama versus, of all people, Slow Joe Biden his vice president. Drawn largely from her experience in attending that infamous "soaker-gun" barbecue that "Plugs" held for the press and other lovey-dovey personnel in the current regime, she claims that Biden's handling of the press is somewhat akin to JFK's while Obama's is closer to Nixon's.


Well, here goes:

It’s funny how things work out sometimes.

The two men running the White House have very different relationships with the press; one is warm and one is frosty.

One’s relationship is more JFK, and one’s has self-pitying echoes of Nixon.

By all rights, you’d think it would be Joe Biden who would resent journalists for kicking him around for years. It was the press, me included, who reported on the problems that led him to drop out of the 1988 presidential race.

It was the press that delighted in Biden’s foot-in-mouth syndrome in 2008 and played up the exacting Barack Obama’s occasional chagrin at the über-exuberant Joe as they began their odd-couple partnership.

But the column is really a petulant rant on how Obama has been snubbing the press more and more as things go downhill (emphasis added):

Obama refuses to deal with the media world as it is. He’s holding out for the media world that he wants. But that will never be. That disdainful attitude toward 24-hour cable culture is slowing his political reflexes. We’re seeing that in the oil spill. I don’t think it’s personal with him. It’s not that he despises reporters as human beings, like Nixon. He does scores of interviews and he doesn’t rage behind closed doors. But if he doesn’t make more concessions to Washington as it is, he’s going to hurt his presidency.”

Now that Obama has been hit with negative press, he’s even more contemptuous. “He’s never needed to woo the press,” says the NBC White House reporter Chuck Todd. “He’s never really needed us.”

MoDo's statement about Obama not making more concessions to Washington "as it is" I suppose can be read as "be a water-soaking, French fry chompin', touch football playin' sport or well crush your nuts in a vice". You know, the typical inside media arrogance that she attempts to dismiss in her column but that bubbles up in that closing paragraph.

It's not that I hold up either Dowd or Obama as the wronged party needful of defending; I wish a pox on both their houses. It's well, you know, kind of like that horrid couple next door -- the yuppies with a Beemer and a Benz, great clothes, his 'n her Rolexes, six-figure jobs at prestigious firms, and absolutely everything else you are jealous of -- having a series of screaming, knock-down, drag-out fights as they teeter on the edge of the impending, unavoidable divorce.

Absolutely delicious -- and the reason the Germans invented the word "schadenfreude".

So, I submit, MoDo you ought to see a specialist to have your case of cranial-rectal insertion treated. The Pantload caved to "inside Washington" the moment he was inaugurated by serially blowing away every one of his hopey-changey promises and being the leather-bound sub of the whip-cracking Mistress Pelosi. (Now there's a ghastly image.)

Some gratuitous parting comments: If you wish to read the column (and I ain't recommending it) read the comments as well. They are, of course, written by readers of the New York Times, so you know that's got to be a collection of folks with a real clue, right? But among the collection of "leave him alone, Dowd, he's a beautiful light-bringer and needs to transform this plane of existence" bum-osculators, there's some sanity (again, emphasis added):

It's sad. I voted for the man, and my mother was near religious in her support for him, working locally with Obama's campaign. His is looking more and more like a failed presidency in the making, however. If Obama doesn't step it up, becoming not only more visible, but visible actually doing something beyond heavily scripted photo ops, I have my doubts he can be re-elected. In fact, the president has so disappointed me already, that I won't be voting for him next election. It's unlikely I'll vote Republican either, so it appears I simply won't be taking part in the process.

Also, the link to the Biden soaker party is an absolutely fabulous blog! It's all about..

..well, head on over there and see.

June 13, 2010

Outflanked again?

In researching the impending visit with Margaret Thatcher that Sarah Palin is contemplating, I stumbled across a curiosity. First, concerning the trip, there is wide speculation as to why Palin would undertake such an adventure much of it catty. In particular, the UK's London Daily Mail wastes little ink on actual details of the impending visit but manages to get a couple of 'graphs in about Palins supposedly amplified Bazooms:

Mrs Palin seems to have ditched the staid and formal ‘hockey mom’ image she appeared to favour during her campaign with Republican hopeful John McCain.

Earlier this month she was spotted looking relaxed and in high spirits at the races in New York, with her hair down and wearing a baseball cap, trendy sunglasses, a flimsy T-shirt and jeans.

And there was speculation last week she may have had breast enlargement surgery after she appeared in public wearing a tight-fitting white blouse which showed off her figure.

However, who really gives a flying crap why Sarah is heading over to meet with Thatcher? What I mean is that it may be a move to bolster her already-substantial conservative credentials or it may be an homage -- an expression of affection to one of the two great pillars of conservative politics in the last 30 years -- and a pilgrimage to express her genuine affection towards Lady Thatcher in the twilight of her life.

Whatever the reason, it is a brilliant political move with her usual brilliant timing and economy of effort. The Gulf oil spill is in its 55th day (and counting) and all The Pantload has managed to do is bag on BP, dispatch lawyers to the Gulf to build a case against BP, and warn BP against lawyering up.

His keening, whining "it's not my fault" mantra has even incensed the Lord Mayor of London, Boris Johnson, to the point where he has told Obama to back off:

Mayor Boris Johnson demanded an end to “anti-British rhetoric, buck-passing and name-calling” after days of scathing criticism directed at BP by the President and other US politicians.

Similar ire has been aroused in other prominent UK luminaries:

Former Conservative Party chairman Lord Tebbit branded Mr Obama's conduct 'despicable'. And with the dispute threatening to escalate into a diplomatic row, Mr Johnson also appeared to suggest that David Cameron should step in to defend BP.

So, not only is Palin visiting one of her supposed heroes, she is also making herself available to mend fences and pour oil onto troubled waters if you will excuse a sadly appropriate metahpor.

Like the jabs she -- almost literally -- phones in from her Facebook page, this is yet another brickbat subtly showing all but the most ardent posterior-osculating supporter of this unaccomplished dimwit what feet of clay he has.

I would not have believed that Palin was this adroit had I not read her book. It is recommended that you do the same. Her path to the Governorship -- indeed to her current prominence -- is strewn with the bleaching bones of rivals who mis-underestimated her.

Read it for yourself and see. She has out-foxed, outmaneuvered, and out-flanked many a complacent politician who she now looks at in her rear-view as she whizzes by.

Before I leave off, though, there is one delicious irony in Lord Mayor Boris Johnson's recent cry of anguish. It seems that a scant two years ago, this clown was gushing all over The Lightbringer and "endorsing" him for Prez:

There are all sorts of reasons for hoping that Barack Hussein Obama will be the next president of the United States. He seems highly intelligent. He has an air of courtesy and sincerity. Unlike the current occupant of the White House, he has no difficulty in orally extemporising a series of grammatical English sentences, each containing a main verb.

Unlike his opponent, he visibly incarnates change and hope, at a time when America desperately needs both.

..so Boris -- like Sir Paul "I am a Pantload Too" McCartney -- saw fit to decry the supposed illiterate former White House resident while he sang the praises of the current occupant.

How's that incarnation of change and hope working out for ya', Boris, babes?

Improvise, Apapt, overcome..

What our guys do when they run out of ammo?

..another great series started over at Woodsterman's blog on MilFotos. Git there, now, y'all heah?

June 12, 2010

Question of the Day from HillBuzz..

The good folks at HillBuzz -- our friends on the Democrat side and wonderful allies in the ongoing fight -- have come up with the following question of the day:

QUESTION: What does it mean that Saudi Arabia is publicly giving Israel permission to fly through its airspace to bomb Iran?

My answer is simple: if I were Aqua-Velva-Jhad, I would be soiling my underpants at this time.

Cemetery Watch

(This is from my good friend, SAC brother warrior, the former B-36 RDO, and fellow USAF Auxiliary member, Major  Joe Di Mento. Here are the thoughts of a Cemetery Watch volunteer, a retired, wounded U. S. Marine.)

I just wanted to get the day over with and go down to Smokey's. Sneaking a look at my watch, I saw the time, 1655. Five minutes to go before the cemetery gates are closed for the day. Full dress was hot in the August sun. Oklahoma Summer time was as bad as ever -- the heat and humidity at the same level -- both too high.

I saw the car pull into the drive, a '69 or '70 model Cadillac Deville, looked factory-new. It pulled into the parking lot at a snail's pace. An old woman got out so slowly I thought she was paralyzed; she had a cane and a sheaf of flowers--about four or five bunches as best I could tell.

I couldn't help myself. The thought came unwanted, and left a slightly bitter taste: 'She's going to spend an hour, and for this old soldier, my hip hurts like hell and I'm ready to get out of here right now!' But for this day, my duty was to assist anyone coming in.

Kevin would lock the 'In' gate and if I could hurry the old biddy along, we might make it to Smokey's in time.

I broke post attention. My hip made gritty noises when I took the first step and the pain went up a notch. I must have made a real military sight: middle-aged man with a small pot gut and half a limp, in marine full-dress uniform, which had lost its razor crease about thirty minutes after I began the watch at the cemetery.

I stopped in front of her, halfway up the walk. She looked up at me with an old woman's squint.

'Ma'am, may I assist you in any way?'

She took long enough to answer.

'Yes, son. Can you carry these flowers? I seem to be moving a tad slow these days.'

'My pleasure, ma'am.' Well, it wasn't too much of a lie.

She looked again. 'Marine, where were you stationed?'

'Vietnam, ma'am.. Ground-pounder. '69 to '71.'

She looked at me closer. 'Wounded in action, I see. Well done, Marine. I'll be as quick as I can.'

I lied a little bigger: 'No hurry, ma'am.'

She smiled and winked at me. 'Son, I'm 85-years-old and I can tell a lie from a long way off.. Let's get this done. Might be the last time I can do this. My name's Joanne Wieserman, and I've a few Marines I'd like to see one more time.'

'Yes, ma 'am. At your service.'

She headed for the World War I section, stopping at a stone. She picked one of the flowers out of my arm and laid it on top of the stone. She murmured something I couldn't quite make out.. The name on the marble was Donald S. Davidson, USMC: France 1918.

She turned away and made a straight line for the World War II section, stopping at one stone. I saw a tear slowly tracking its way down her cheek. She put a bunch on a stone; the name was Stephen X.Davidson, USMC, 1943.

She went up the row a ways and laid another bunch on a stone, Stanley J. Wieserman, USMC, 1944.

She paused for a second. 'Two more, son, and we'll be done'

I almost didn't say anything, but, 'Yes, ma'am. Take your time.'

She looked confused.. 'Where's the Vietnam section, son? I seem to have lost my way.'

I pointed with my chin. 'That way, ma'am.'

'Oh!', she chuckled quietly. 'Son, me and old age ain't too friendly.'

She headed down the walk I'd pointed at. She stopped at a couple of stones before she found the ones she wanted. She placed a bunch on Larry Wieserman, USMC, 1968, and the last on Darrel Wieserman, USMC, 1970. She stood there and murmured a few words I still couldn't make out.

'OK, son, I'm finished. Get me back to my car and you can go home.'

Yes, ma'am. If I may ask, were those your kinfolk?'

She paused. 'Yes, Donald Davidson was my father, Stephen was my uncle, Stanley was my husband, Larry and Darrel were our sons. All killed in action, all Marines.'

She stopped. Whether she had finished, or couldn't finish, I don't know. She made her way to her car, slowly and painfully.

I waited for a polite distance to come between us and then double-timed it over to Kevin, waiting by the car.

Get to the 'Out' gate quick.. I have something I've got to do.'

Kevin started to say something, but saw the look I gave him. He broke the rules to get us there down the service road. We beat her. She hadn't made it around the rotunda yet.

'Kevin, stand at attention next to the gatepost. Follow my lead.' I humped it across the drive to the other post.

When the Cadillac came puttering around from the hedges and began the short straight traverse to the gate, I called in my best gunny's voice: 'TehenHut! Present Haaaarms!'

I have to hand it to Kevin; he never blinked an eye -- full dress attention and a salute that would make his DI proud.

She drove through that gate with two old worn-out soldiers giving her a send-off she deserved, for service rendered to her country, and for knowing duty, honor and sacrifice.

I am not sure, but I think I saw a salute returned from that Cadillac.

Instead of 'The End,' just think of 'Taps.'

New viddy venue in town, podnuh..

As noted below, eyeblast stepped up and re-hosted the "We Con the world" satire. Seems like they might be viable competition to You Tube in this arena and one should make it a point to check them out.

Here is a slice of the Hannity show where Carly Fiorina apologizes to Sean about the open mic remarks she made regarding Meg Whitman appearing on his show immediately after her primary victory. Personally, I do not believe an apology is necessary because it seemed like Carly's remarks were in respect to the electorate Whitman would have to face versus Jerry, "My hair was so yesterday" Brown.I mean, she had already won over the majority of the conservative vote in California; now she needs the moderate and independent (and Democrat) vote to beat Brown.

But Carly makes a clean breast of it (presumably without implants, Reuters and Newsweek) and does really well. Forget the "clean breast" remarks; Carly is a cancer survivor and I let my lips flap. Hope she doesn't come down here and kick my ass.

I favored DeVore but I am growing more and more to like her. As I have said in earlier posts, I will be working for her campaign as as my pathetic effort to see that the revolution that is supposed to sweep this country in November comes to fruition.

I am starting to like her a whole lot.

Besides, she's got a good head on her shoulders and -- as a cancer survivor -- looks far better than "Box-a-Rocks" Boxer ever looked.

"On February 20, 2009 Fiorina was diagnosed with breast cancer. She underwent surgery at Stanford Hospital on March 2, 2009 followed by chemotherapy, which caused her to lose her hair, and radiation therapy. She has been given 'an excellent prognosis for a full recovery.' Upon announcing her campaign for the U.S. Senate seat held by Barbara Boxer, Fiorina stated 'I have to say that after chemotherapy, Barbara Boxer just isn't that scary anymore.'"

GRATUITOUS PARTING COMMENT: By the way, and for the record, I hate it when you snipe these videos from places like CNN, etc. and they come bundled with those odious spots on the front end. I know, I know, it's part of capitalism and I do not blame them for it. But it was like they used to do on the old video tapes (Disney was the worst culprit) and now DVDs you rent. At least with the old VHS tapes, you could fast forward past the commercials and the previews to the main feature.

You Tube Wimps Out

Seems that the copyright people (and other sinister forces) have gotten to You Tube and forced it to pull the "We Con the World" parody put up a couple of weeks ago. Hot Air! dug up another venue for it and I wanted to offer it here as well.

This little ditty goes out with a dedication to the now-departed cynical, garrulous old crone, Helen Thomas who, as we speak, is heating up a can of Scotch Broth on a gas ring in her freezing garret over a fabric shop in a down market section of D.C.

Don't choke on that barley, Helen, you sodden festering piece of excrement.

June 11, 2010

Why? Because I am in a really pissy mood, that's why!

From a comment over on Hot Air! that sums up how I feel about the P.O.S. pretender president we have:

Pathetic, just pathetic. This man is a non-stop embarrassment to us all. He’s run the gamut from looking the other way, to “taking charge,” to blaming others, to blaming others for blaming others to now curling up in the fetal position and declaring complete impotence. Hail the chief, indeed.

MJBrutus on June 11, 2010 at 6:17 PM

..hail to the chief, my ass!

SPECIAL PISSED-OFF MOOD UPDATE: This one is for Colleen -- and Irish lady who stopped by and excoriated me for the hate that I exhibit because I don't check out anything on snopes.com (no, a**hole, I am not going to link it! Get your fat fingers engaged and Google it yourself, you sack of crap Obamanoid!)

Here's one of those pictures I plan to run from time to time to work up my fellow proles. It pretty well sums up what a sh*t-sucking a**hole we have for a leader:

Jee-zus! Am I getting close to understanding what Bush Derangement Syndrome was all about. Anyway, there's a good site -- called Michelle Obama's Mirror -- and it's a good place to vent one's catty instincts and resentment towards this soiled butt wipe.

DISCLAIMER: Cheap liquor, a bad day at work, and coming home to the fact that this guy is still president. Anyone got a good countdown timer gadget out there?

Well, it's the same but different..


Of course they studiously omit any reference to a higher power/outside influence restricting them from using some measures or otherwise tying their hands behind their back. No, I don't think Kevin Kostner is that omniscient. I was more thinking of the Federal Government led by -- ahem -- you know who:

Well, he's not exactly kicking ass here, but he sure is making use of it. Hey, Barry, don't be shy. Come out and say hello to the folks.

Carly's right..

..so, so, so yesterday.

(Wow! All this and a great mind, too!)

AS LONG AS WE'RE ON THE SUBJECT: ..kinda looks like Ol' Governor Moonbeam's hair was so yesterday as well, if you catch my drift.

If you are wondering what this space cadet is really like, here is a sample of one of his recent utterances:

On technology: "I like computers. I like the Internet. It's a tool that can be used. But don't be misled into thinking that these technologies are anything other than aspects of a degenerate economic system."

..huh? You want more, head over to Viewed From The Right's "Portrait of an Idiot" and see some real gems. It's a great compendium of avant garde thinking from this certified genius.

June 10, 2010

Running the pantload's numbers yet again..

Obama's approval numbers are a constant obsession with me and one supposes with a lot of people as we grow impatient watching this boob flail around ineffectually as our cheif executive.

Every once in a while on some of the bigger blogs and sites one sees reports of his favorability reaching new lows and the overall Gallup or Rasmussen daily tracking has been one way for the entirety of his time in office: downward.

Most recently, Drudge heralded his Gallup numbers reaching a new low after having crossed over the favorable figure several days before. He now stands as 44% approve and 48% disapprove. Same day, Rasmussen has him at 46% approve and 53% disapprove.

..but we all know Rasmussen's a racist, don't we?

Still, in the midst of all this goo oozing out of the Gulf floor, one wonders why Obama is still in the 40s? Cursorily, in addition to the MSM and Obamanoids who contrive to keep his numbers up, I say there are those who don't dare speak ill of the Prince of Darkness precisely because he is black.

It's called the Bradley effect after now-defunct Los Angeles Mayor Tom Bradley who was a sweet guy but a train wreck as mayor of Los Angeles. Hoever, he who looked like he was going to open up a can of whoop-ass in his campaign for Governor of California in 1982 but lost, polling numbers to the contrary. Folks spoke well of old Tom outside the voting booth but wreaked havoc on his plans for higher office once the flap was drawn.

Whither Obama? Well, his numbers will stay in the 40s for a while, but the trend is unmistakable and know that it it only a question of time. His incompetence and the bumbling of the Clown Troupe he surrounds himself with will take it's toll. for example, can you believe that Numb Nutz Stephen Chu's ignorance of oil-capping procedures?

Also, there is a perfect storm brewing and it should hit right after the debacle in November. That is, if you right-minded people start getting the spirit and don't just sit on the couch with Cousin Pookey and think we can phone it in.

If/when Pelosi gets taken down and Reid gets flushed and the Leftist Democrats have the House wrested from them, then people who care about the Democrat party (cf. HillBuzz) will have the scales fall away from their eyes and see that Dr Utopia is dragging them over the cliff with him.

That's when he will see his numbers plummet into the 30s.

Once he hits 38-39 and if he does not have a majority in the House and possibly the Senate, then he will start flailing and forcing himself on the public thinking that his charm will save the day. This act will get really old really quick; remember his health care marathon appearances? It'll be all-Pantload, all the time.

There's still the oil spill to consider as well. If it gets anywhere near one hundred days on this little puppy -- and the day count has become a fixture in the press now just like Carter's hostage crisis -- then that's a sure-fire groin-kick for The Lightbringer. And when this eventuates, it won't be a pretty sight.

Me? I'm laying in the peanuts and beer and going to work for Carly because -- as we all know -- Box-a-Rocks Boxer's hair is so-o-o-o yesterday.

..and here's to the day when we can toast to The Pantload being so yesterday.

Obamanoid Mantra: Blame Bush and get in their faces..

Posted by ed Morrissey over at Hot Air!, this video shows an unfortunate confrontation between some North Carolina protesters and a guy who (still) believes that the state of affairs in this country can be laid at the feet of George Bush.

Well, the nutless wonders over at You Tube pulled the video above, but here is a FNS rendition of same:


It is a pathetic meme, getting old quick, and unfortunate how this boob shed any credibility he may have had by assaulting the wife of one of the protesters and then cold-cocking the guy himself.

Take a lesson away that this is what we will be facing this Fall: an opposition who will sense that they are losing their brief grip on America and who may resort to any tactics to retain their power. I am not specifically talking violence..

..just sayin'.

Lip-flaappin', gum-slappin', ass-kickin' sumbitch..

Well, seems like the more things change, the more Dirty Barry looks around for some ass to kick. As John Stewart calls this: AssQuest 2010.

Here is a much more entertaining viddy summary of The Golden Pantload's recent efforts on our behalf. I don't know about you, but I was so awe-struck that I damn near soiled myself.

In the interest of completeness, here's a redux of the first in the series. I cannot wait until we get the tri-fecta, the hat trick, the troika, the Ménage à trois..

..anyway, you know what I mean.

GRATUITOUS SIDEBAR DIG: Anyone else here can't stand the way this idiot keeps droppin' the Gs on his present participles so he sounds like he's from the hood, one of the boys, jes' like you'n'me? Sure as hell is annoyin', ain't it?

Oh yes, and the sibilant hissing, the whistling teeth (whistlin' teeth?) drive me to distraction. I'm goin' ta start a fund to get him some much-needed dental care. I know I am obsessing over this, but not nearly as bad as running the grotty pic of Sir Paul "Depends" McCartney.

Hah! Gotcha!

GRATUITOUS SIDEBAR DIG UPDATE: There was this DOS command-line program a long time ago called Ebonics -- or, more accurately, "ebonics.exe" -- and download sites for it can still be found around the internet. It would convert a text file (.txt) into Ebonics.

Well, I'm thinking (pardon, thinkin') that someone could develop a similar app -- we could call it Obamics -- that took perfectly normal text and translated into the argot delivered by our prez. It could be fairly simple: Unix-like command-line interface with two modes: plain text output or hissing, whistling audio output..

..well, you get the idea.

June 9, 2010

To good to pass up..

Woodsterman is up to his usual.er..standards and I gotta do my small part to help this go viral. Although, per the hit rate ion this site, he'll be lucky if this gets a light case of the sniffles. Nontheless, enjoy:

"Remember this face Oh Grand One. In November we're
coming for your friends. Then in 2012 we're coming 
for you! Do you think that's funny Mr. One Term ?"
- Woodsterman, 9 June 2010                              

June 8, 2010

Ya feelin' lucky punk?

From a piece by Allahpundit over at Hot Air, it seems that Our POSOTUS is feelin' kinda ornery and' lookin' for some ass to kick:

Full POTUS quote: “I was down there a month ago, before most of these talkin’ heads were even paying attention to the gulf. A month ago I was meeting with fishermen down there, standin’ in the rain talking about what a potential crisis this could be. And I don’t sit around just talking to experts because this is a college seminar, we talk to these folks because they potentially have the best answers, so I know whose ass to kick.

As I recover from the out-and-out malevolence of this statement, the sheer brutality of this man's mutterings, I realize that we now have a Dirty Harry on our hands. A tough, man of action, a leader who, through flinty squinty-eyed resolve, is surveying the scene, concocting violent consequences for the offending perps.

Know ye therefore, that he and his crack staff aren't just sittin' back there, linin' up faded rock stars and celebrities to boogey with and shootin' hoops out back of the POSOTUS's crib, they're actually plotting an ass-kicking session. (My guess is that they -- in a real testosterone orgy -- spirited Obama in some back room in the White House, shirtless, pounding down brews, playing beer-pong with his staffers, figuring whose asses to kick.)

One wonders if Steven Chu has produced an analysis of the potential asses available. I mean he is a a Nobel sucking wunderkind. I know Rahm Emanual might have such a list, but I don't think hitting folks posteriors with a dead fish really counts as kicking ass -- although that might explain why Emanuel and other staffers spent a lot of time in steam rooms and bath houses. Probably surveying targets of opportunity.

Maybe the Pentagon will develop a target list for him.

At first, I thought with this post, I could provide him with a sample -- a gallery of derrieres, if you will -- but my internet searches were fruitless. Well, actually, they were fruitful but not fit for a mostly old-guy and family type of blog. I mean, afterward,  had I not clear my cached sites would hav eprovided the newly-returned Mrs War Planner with ample grounds for a previously-described knee-capping.

So that angle was out, although I did run across this site devoted to women with really large posteriors. II'm guessing taht, for a guy who is at as bad at the unguarded jumper as Obama is, he would want a really big target to aim at when it came time to actually do the kicking.

Somehow, however, I do not believe that a broad-beamed ingenue-model-show-girl-of-the-evening can be blamed for the Gulf oil spill, Sestak, the GOP pushback on health care, Crap and Trade, etc.

Finally, frustratred, I guess that what our Dirty Barry really means is that he'll want to bash the bums of people assiciated with asses and who better than Democrats. (Elephants ain't donkeys.) He probablhy means there's some rough trsde to be dealt out on folks like Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi and that crowd. But that's as close as I can get.

I'll leave it there for the moment: Obama with his Dirty Harry moment, in quest of assailable posteriors, lookin' tough and ready to rumble. Although, I just kinda wish he'd lose that effeminate sibilant lisp, don't you? I mean how serious does one sound saying something like, "..looking to kick sssssssomeone'ssssss asssssss."

"Who's we, ssssssssuckaaah?"

"Why, me an' SSSSSSSSMith and Wessssssssson. Tha'sssssss who!"

Hey, Barack Babes, I can recommend a good dentist who'll fix up those annoying whistlin' teeth for next to nothin'.

June 7, 2010

The Architect

Now that we have (almost) shoved that old crone off the stage, it's fun to get back to the nightmare that is Obama's presidency.

I was watching Hannity tonight -- nothing else to do until Missus War Planner returns tomorrow after a month in the land of the Rising Sun -- and he had Karl Rove on as his first guest to comment on the D. C. Clown Troupe.

Now, I like Karl for the reason I like "W" and most of the people in his administration: they piss off a lot of idiot Democrats and make them froth at the mouth. And one supposes this is why that piece of dog excrement in the White House will be around so long after he gets his ass thrown out onto Pennsylvania Avenue in 2012 (You listening, God?) -- because The Golden Pantload pisses us off. So it's natural that all of the swooning, hyper-libs will insist on invoking his memory and talk about "the good old days" well into the teens of this century.

Anyway, The Architect -- man, I love that sobriquet -- comes up three gems while I am watching.

First, as for Helen Thomas, we ought to just let that old piece of slime slink off to her freezing garret where she can heat up a can of Campbell's chicken with rice soup over her hot plate, watch broadcasts of White House press conferences with some other hack is sitting in her goddam front row seat, slinging brickbats at the hapless press secretary. I can see her now, chugging back that lukewarm porridge and mumbling, "I coulda been a contendah.."

I'm with Rove on this one except I still like the idea of her being stuffed and put in the back row -- banished to ignominy for an eternity.

The other point Rove managed to insert between Hannity's incessant ticking off his talking points was a delicious anecdote about Steven "Nobel Laureate" Chu. It seems that this idiot was so freaking clueless (again, with the freaking) that when BP finally did get a cap on the pipe, he asked why there was still oil coming out. Apparently, the highly regarded, award-winning, paint-all-the-roofs-white, certified genius secretary did not that caps apparently do not completely stop the flow lest the pressure blow them off.

Oh sure, you and I didn't know that, but then again, we're not pulling down a government paycheck from the department of energy, are we?

So color yet another member of the Clown Troupe as clueless in D.C.

Final shocker? Well, it turns out that the BP president has not spoken once -- not one single time -- with the POSOTUS since this crisis began.

Well, I gotta do about a zillion loads of wash and clean up the dishes in the sink before I get knee-capped by the Mrs. W.P. tomorrow so I'll toddle off and leave you to your own devices.

"Boodle-am, boodle-am, boodle-am shake," as Gus Cannon would say.

DIng Dong..

Well, for once -- ONCE! -- someone on the left got the gate because they flapped their lips too much or too offensively.

Helen Thomas, the Hearst correspondent who was caught in an embarrassing You Tube viddy expressing her opinion that all the Jews should take int on the lam and return to their former homes in Europe..

..you know, like Germany and Poland, those countries that had the quaint little Jewish resettlement villages in them like Auschwitz, Bergen-Belsen, Belzec, and Dachau (where all you had to do was work and you'd be free).

Well, the repugnance of these words finally overcame the sensibilities of many involved and she became a hot potato, dropped by her agents earlier this weekend. Sadly, Hearst, her employer, did not have the cajones to fire her obviously, but advising that long-overdue retirement might be in order.

"Helen Thomas announced Monday that she is retiring, effective immediately," read a statement from Hearst Newspapers on Monday. "Her decision came after her controversial comments about Israel and the Palestinians were captured on videotape and widely disseminated on the Internet."

(above we see Helen, distraught over recent White House matters, calling the administration's attention to the fact that there's no toilet paper in the ladies room.)

So, she pulled an Imus and departed the local stage after a typically weak, feeble attempt at an apology.

Thomas said in a statement that, "I deeply regret my comments I made last week regarding the Israelis and the Palestinians. They do not reflect my heart-felt belief that peace will come to the Middle East only when all parties recognize the need for mutual respect and tolerance. May that day come soon.

..yeah, right Helen, keep f**king that chicken.

On it from day..er..um..can you just hand me that calendar, sweetie?

From Drudge, it seems that last night The Golden Pantload and his Pantload-ette (looking like a Russian weight-lifter) are taking a break from his harrowing Gulf oil-spill vigil to attend what Matt calls his "..Second Music Party of the Week", a gala at Ford's Theater.

Sent: Sun Jun 06 18:06:32 2010
Subject: pool report #1

Reception in the East Room prior to performance at Ford's Theatre [sic]

Print pool only was ushered into the East Room about 5:20 p.m. where many elegant ladies in long dresses and men in tuxedos were standing sipping drinks and eating small finger food. Transportation Secretary Ray LaHood came over to say hello to the pool but the president and first lady were announced before there was any real conversation. A few faces spotted in the crowd, Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid and Rep. John Dingell and his wife.

The president and first lady walked in and gave brief remarks to the crowd, but pooler was unable to actually see them because everyone was standing. We're headed over to Ford's Theatre [sic] shortly and should be able to see then what FLOTUS is wearing.

Obama made the following remarks:

"Tonight is about celebrating the great work of Ford's Theatre [sic] and what it has done to preserve the legacy of presidents and highlight the importance of the arts and education in our lives and the life of our nation. In many ways it's impossible to separate the history of America from the history of its music and its spoken word. Soldiers have sung as they've marched to war and raised their voices again while laying the burden to rest."

Lyrics on a page and voices on a stage have helped make us across generations and across cultures, backgrounds, and faiths. Great leaders including Lincoln himself have drawn inspiration and courage from the arts. And on a personal note, they helped each of us express the joys and hardships of life while bringing us closer to each other."

[Drudge reporting] This is especially true during moments of trial. The president said there have been a lot of trials over the past year and a half. "Now, there are brothers and sisters in the Gulf Coast who are going through an incredibly difficult time in the face of a disaster unlike any we've seen of late. I want to emphasize again that we're going to do everything we can in the weeks and months and years ahead to make this right, and everyone here feels the same way."

But tonight, we will celebrate not only music, song, and performances, but also the incredible legacy of Ford's Theatre [sic] and some award recipients who have done some much to help others in this country and around the world."

In the mean time, a few more millions of gallons of oil seeped into the Gulf of Mexico and Paul McCartney -- presumably still changing his Depends -- was unavailable for comment.

("..it's so much better than when I got locked in the lavatory of the Liverpool Public Library for eight years, in'it?")

Monday Morning Pick-Me-Up..

Courtesy of The Woodsterman (who'll give you the real hat tip):

In case you can't read it, they're "Skanky", "Sleazy", "Fishy", "Queeney", "Dopey", "Cheaty", "Gaffy"..

June 6, 2010

Get stuffed!

There is a growing move afoot to NOT fire Helen Thomas -- to let her stay just where she is -- even after she vapor-locks. I mean, they could have her stuffed or mummified and put in the first row -- the odor being only marginally more objectionable that it is now. And, most certainly, she would not utter any of the inane, argumentative, garrulous, meandering questions she does now. 

And -- fer sure, dude -- she would be somewhat less offensive. 

..she'd just be a dessicated, linen-wrapped piece of liberal protoplasm, a tribute to Obama's Golden Age -- his thousand year Reich in which he had  members of his ministry of truth -- the MSM -- argue for a re-ignition of the Holocaust.

However, if they were really creative, instead of embalming her or mummifying her, they could eviscerate her, stuff her with Hershey's Kisses and JuJu Bees (get it?), little pull-toy party favors and use her for a piñata on Cinco de Mayo. 

(O.K., that's enough of the cheap stuff. Tomorrow, I invest in a new bottle of Glennlivet. The Jack Daniels and Arnold Palmer mix gets retired.)

Get the Tidy Bowl ready folks..

 Seems Helen Thomas is wending her way to the septic tank as the result of her agents resigning from her account:

“It is with a heavy heart that Nine Speakers Inc. announces its resignation as the agent for Helen Thomas, Dean of the White House Press Corps,” wrote Diane Nine, agency president.

“Ms. Thomas has had an esteemed career as a journalist, and she has been a trailblazer for women, helping others in her profession, and beyond. However, in light of recent events, Nine Speakers is no longer able to represent Ms. Thomas, nor can we condone her comments on the Middle East,” wrote Nine.

I am not sure what this means, but her little sh!t-fit also pissed off former Clinton White House Counsel Lanny Davis, who leveled this well-deserved fusillade at her:

“Helen Thomas, who I used to consider a close friend and who I used to respect, has showed herself to be an anti-Semitic bigot,” wrote Davis in a statement.. “She has a right to criticize Israel…. However, her statement that Jews in Israel should leave Israel and go back to Poland or Germany is an ancient and well-known anti-Semitic stereotype of the alien Jew not belonging in the land of Israel that began 2,600 years with the first tragic and violent Diaspora caused by the Romans.”

I, folks, you might want to flush the bowl again as it's a long way to the treatment plant. Oh, and be sure to jiggle the handle and close the lid when you're done.

And, finally, to Helen, the hag, I have this:



..and, in other news of the day..

Paul McCartney, has-been member of the long-defunct 60s pop group, The Beatles, made no gratuitous digs at former U. S. President George W. Bush.

..and a representative for Sir McCartney said he was unavailable for comment because his butler was helping him change his Depends. When approached for comment on McCartney's absence of remarks, The Golden Pantload was quoted as saying, "Can't you just let me finish my waffles, sweetie?"

(I really must see someone about this obsession of mine; I just cannot stop.)  

UPDATE: Why is this significant? See Left Coast Rebel.

Omaha, Utah, Juno, Sword, Gold..


Weirdly weird weirdness stuff..

These set of facts brought to you by the always-enthralling Woodster Man:

  • Did you know that the word "race car" spelled backward still spells "race car"?
  • Did you know that "eat" is the only word that if you take the 1st letter move it to the last, it spells its past tense "ate"?
  • And have you noticed that if you rearrange the letters in "illegal immigrants"..

..I am sorry, for this last one you'll have to go to his site to find out the neat palindrome he's formed.

O! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand..

There's not much I can add to this. Go here and here to understand why this post appears.

O! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war’s desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust.”
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

I wonder what the effect of meeting at Tea Parties and other gatherings in the upcoming months -- and years -- and singing both verses of the Star Spangled Banner as both an additional homage to this nation of ours and a re-commitment to the values and principles that have made it and will make it endure?

Of course, my grasp of history fades as I age. There are four verses to Key's beautiful poem: