April 7, 2012

Tangential Piss-Off..

This is not about politics, this is about a monumental scam and mega-piss-off being perpetrated by some "anti-malware" companies out there. Here's the deal:

These slimy bastids are seizing on a situation where you download some music or toolbar or some other artsy-fartsy piece of crap and it hauls in something called the "seqrchqu" or "searchnu" toolbar in that takes over your internet browser and -- no matter where the hell you've been -- it brings you back to http://www.searchqu.com/406 or something like that. It's sorta like those annoying web sites that run a Java Script routine that won't let you leave their site. Except it always brings you there first -- to their gimpy, pathetic search engine page. You know, he one that looks like Google before it took Viagra.

The intricacies are actually rather prosaic but it grabbed the War Planner's computer by the short and curlies and refused to release it from its death grip.

I immediately went out all over the internet looking for a solution and got sucked in by all of these lame sites that said:
Plagued by the deadly Searchnu/Searchnu virus? You better get rid of it post-haste before you lose all of your data, all of your teeth fall out, and your member becomes gangrenous. Here are the simple steps to fix it:

(1) Reboot into safe mode.

(2) Download our anti-virus software.

(3) ..run it.

..or variations on that theme.

I immediately went into Chicken Little mode and hit it with everything I had on my hard drive: Malware Bytes, TDSSKiller, Hijack This! and other powerful malware detergents. I even went out and got ComboFix and a bunch of other freebies to throw at it -- and all of them drew the collar; they could not find one byte of malevolence on my machine.

So I downloaded that mega-piece-of-crap, PC Tools Anti-Spyware, and installed it on my machine. After about 15 minutes to install it (!) and another 45 minutes to run its bloated, turtle-like scan, it reported I had a plethora of cookies in my temp locker that could possibly be used to phone home but nothing worth getting in a twist about. But if I wanted to get rid of them, it's gonna cost me almost a centibuck to get the license.


Well, back to searching until I found out this thread on the Mozilla site and dutifully followed the instructions.

All is well now in my office and things are back to normal. Except that I have this slimy feeling that maybe all of those anti-virus companies are using these scare tactics to get us to pony up for their piece of crap software to cure their own viruses.

This is my new Easter Bonnet:

..isn't it becoming? My ass hurts. I am going to bed.

Happy Easter, y'all.

April 4, 2012


..and this is why Joe Biden is the dumbest son-of-a-bitch on the face of the earth.


March 26, 2012

Still think another four years of The Pantload won't matter?

In a season of open-mic gaffes, The Chicago Jesus let this slip:

So think twice -- no, three times -- before you figure you stay at home in November or pull the lever for Obama as a protest against the GOP establishment and in hopes of that precious Conservative Nirvana in 2016 we all seek.

This lunatic -- unfettered by the fear of re-election -- will tag and bag this country. There will be nothing left of The United States of America  (or it's Constitution) except smoking ruins. Plan on ObamaCare becoming entrenched as yet another entitlement, an ultra-liberal SCOTUS, and him vetoing every cost-cutting budget from Congress as an effort to cement his legacy as The Black FDR.

Just sayin'.


March 20, 2012

McNaughton does The Pantload..

Jon McNaughton has departed from his political ambivalence, it seems, with his latest rendering of Obama:

..think about it. Don;t we have better things to do than quibble over the red herrings that this asshole and his re-election people throw down.

This November:



March 19, 2012

"It get's nasty, you get down to business.."

Some posts do not require any verbiage on my part..

..this is one of 'em."

Scuze me; gotta go walk the dog, y'all.


March 13, 2012

Rhymes with "DUCK"..

This is a mean post because I am in a mean mood and want to be mean..
"..two dozen, extra long, ribbed, with the reservoir tip, please.."
I am, in fact, old enough to be this young woman's GRANDfather much less her father, so I don't want to unload on this unfortunate, poverty-stricken diaphragm-deprived wench. But, I keep hearing and reading these news report about her -- most recently over at Hot Air in another fusillade by their vestal ingenue, Tina Korbe -- where Ms Fluke enunciates her intent NOT to STFU, outgassing the usual liberal, victim effluvia:
These attempts to silence women and the men who support them have clearly failed. I know this because I have received so many messages of support from across the country — women and men speaking out because they agree that contraception needs to be treated as a basic health care service.

Who are these supporters?

They are women with polycystic ovarian syndrome, who need contraception to prevent cysts from growing on their ovaries, which if unaddressed can lead to infertility and deadly ovarian cancer. They are sexual assault victims, who need contraception to prevent unwanted pregnancy.

They are Catholic women, who see no conflict between their social justice -based faith and family planning. They are new moms, whose doctors fear that another pregnancy too soon could jeopardize the mother’s health and the potential child’s health too. They are mothers and grandmothers who remember all too well what it was like to be called names decades ago, when they were fighting for a job, for health care benefits, for equality.

They are husbands, partners, boyfriends and male friends who know that without access to contraception, the women they care about can face unfair obstacles to participating in public life. And yes, they are young women of all income levels, races, classes and ethnicities who need access to contraception to control their reproduction, pursue their education and career goals and prevent unintended pregnancy. And they will not be silenced.
Permit a rasty digression from my main rant. Who are these men supporters? Hmmmm. I wonder who they could be? I mean, if I remember my misspent youth, my days in college and my nascent drunken Air Force career correctly -- and it becomes more difficult with each passing day -- these would be guys like me. You know the type, basically a huge, perpetually erect male organ stapled to an emaciated, pimple covered body in search of an -- ahem -- empty parking slot for the night.

"Uh. Yeah, sweetie. We need you to get on the pill so I don't I have to take responsibility for my warp-9 sex hyperdrive. And I don't got no bread, so the gummint has to pay for it."

(I can conjure up mental images of Scotty speaking to Captain Kirk now: "Och! Hoot mon! We've got all our power to the shields, Captain. I dinnae know if I can hold her together! Any minute now, she'll fly apart!")

Anyway, back to my main point which is the many, many times I have heard this woman's name uttered in talk-show and television pieces? It's always the same. Her name is pronounced like it rhymes with..

..or "pluck", or "stuck", or "muck" or..well, you get my drift.

Besides, any decent electronics technician knows that it should be pronounced, um, you know, like it rhymes with:

..I'm outta here.