Q: Just who was the true source of the forged memos?
Walgreens used to stock the big bag of Red Hots, but now you’re lucky if you stumble upon a bag of Lemonheads in that place. I’m like a damn drug addict jonesing for a fix. Me want Red Hots!
Okay, sorry about that. As you were.
“The construction of such a system, whose stated purpose is the production of intelligence, cannot be considered other than an intentional system of cruel, unusual and degrading treatment and a form of torture,” the report said. It said that in addition to the exposure to loud and persistent noise and music and to prolonged cold, detainees were subjected to “some beatings.” The report did not say how many of the detainees were subjected to such treatment.
Sounds pretty good to me.
Is it a nightstick? A marital aid? A super-sized circus peanut? A big nail file? Does she have Captain Morgan in her?
I heard this story over the holidays, but didn’t think much of it. Now that I’ve read more details, it’s starting to fester like a sore.
A fifth-grade teacher in a San Francisco suburb (of course, you knew this story had to come from the Soviet Socialist Republic of California) has been forbidden from using the DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE in his classroom because it mentions “God”.
“It’s a fact of American history that our founders were religious men, and to hide this fact from young fifth-graders in the name of political correctness is outrageous and shameful,” said Williams’ attorney, Terry Thompson.
Sadly, this type of news is no longer shocking, especially in California. In this case, however, the teacher in question has filed a lawsuit, the details of which are available at the Smoking Gun. Do you think the NEA and the state teachers’ union will rally to his side? Don’t hold your breath.
Though his odds of actually winning in a California court are abysmally low, hopefully this will bring enough attention to the case to show how far these Marxists who dominate the government schools infrastructure will go to rewrite history in the name of political correctness.
I mean really, it’s the fucking Declaration of Independence, not a Jack Chick Publication!
While there are states where the government schools are more tolerant of religion than others, the NEA, ACLU and Federal Department of Education are continuing their campaign to destroy public education, and they’re already most of the way there. Dumbing down the public is their collective goal, because an uninformed electorate is far easier to manipulate. Why else do you think John Kerry got more than 50 million votes?
I don’t know if it’s post-election let-down, the upcoming holiday season or the rigors of everyday life, but I’ve been feeling like taking a blog-break lately. I’ve always tried not to blog when I don’t have something interesting, offensive or funny to post, but lately inspiration has been lacking (with the exception of Debra Lafave – she is inspiring indeed!).
And it seems that I’m not alone in this malaise. Just this morning, I was chatting with Johnny Walker Red, who has had a bit of blog-block lately himself, only to return today with a hilarious post.
David over at Sparse Matrix recently admitted he was suffering blogger burnout. Rusty went fishing, and a magical fish told him to check himself before he wrecks himself – he was later attacked by some angry water llamas, but appears to be okay.
Bill at INDC has lately found blogging to be more work than fun – but he has a hell of a lot more traffic to deal with. Even Allahpundit is MIA well into his second month, though he is prone to such abscences, from what I’ve read.
So, what’s the point of all this? Well, I’ve decided to quit trying to predict what my small following of readers wants and go back to my reason for starting this blog in the first place – blowing off steam.
What this also means is that I have no idea what I’ll be posting about from day to day. So while many bloggers have carved delightful niches for themselves, I have no idea what the six meats are going to be from day-to-day, and that’s the way it’s gonna be.
I don’t know if blogging about sports on Monday, islamofascists on Tuesday, moonbats on Wednesday, etc., will hurt my credibility on any particular issue, but then again what the fuck does it matter? This isn’t National Review for cryin’ out loud.
I guess when I start overthinking this blogging stuff, I’ll do the sphere a favor and quit. Until then, prepare for disjointed madness as long as the Buffet is open. That may be the only way to avoid crashing and burning.
If the USC Trojans will simply put one more touchdown on the board, the lovely Mrs. Holmes will likely have a share of this week’s football pool victory. Additionally, if Hawaii can cover, she’ll likely win it outright, bringing her riches and glory unlike those ever seen in an office pool. Fingers crossed.
Sorry for the light blogging this weekend – as if anyone’s actually noticed. I had one major real-world-type project to get done and have thankfully finished it, so I can move forward to more unproductive stuff – like blogging. Hope everyone has had a delightful holiday weekend.
The crossed fingers must have worked. Mrs. Holmes won the week (11/12) and finished 2nd in the pool for the entire year. She has proven without a doubt that she is far better at picking the college game than I. Congrats go out to her!
Prosecutors say the woman – 40-year-old Antoinette Millard – posed as a Saudi princess to steal hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of merchandise. She is now suing America Express saying she was mentally incompetent when she opened her account and the company should have known it.
The woman is free on 100-thousand dollars bail and awaiting trial on attempted grand larceny charges. Besides the phony princess the woman is also accused of posing as a Victoria’s Secret model, which she was not.
I had actually contemplated this happening before now. If people are not responsible for their 77-Big-Macs-and-20-64-ounce-cokes-a-day leading to their morbid obesity and diabetes, then no one is really responsible for anything they do. It was only a matter of time before someone sued a credit card company for “allowing them to spend”.
I suppose this is different since she’s a fraud and a cheat, and not just your average credit-card-debtor. I say put her down in cell-block six where some of the more seasoned “ladies” can teach her what paying a debt is really all about. And if she looks good enough to pass as a Victoria’s Secret model, film the prison antics and show it on Cinemax as an “adult reality” series. I’d pony up for that one.
Johnny Walker Red and Blackfive have passed along a link where you can vote for Pat Tillman as Sports Illustrated’s Sportsman of the Year. It’s a little bit confusing, but simply scroll down the little window on the left until you see a picture of Tillman, and then hit Vote.
It would be nice if we could get enough people to move him to first place on the poll, since all the other candidates’ achievements are insignificant by comparison.
Sortapundit makes a good point. He doesn’t think that you should vote for Pat because that’s not what Pat would have wanted. It’s hard to argue with his point.
Tillman didn’t fight for medals and awards. He fought because he felt the call of duty. He looked at his NFL contract, at the promise of fame, fortune and wealth, and decided that he wanted to do something more important.
So I don’t think it’s a great idea to vote for Tillman. I think he’d be embarassed at the thought. Vote for Lance Armstrong. Vote for Tom Brady. Hell, vote for the US softball team. Tillman didn’t die a football player. There would be little honour in that, with today’s astronomical wages and prima donna personalities. He died a soldier, with more honour than the rest of us can hope for.
My point in voting for Tillman (not that any of this really matters) is to point out that he represents true heroism, and that modern sports is such a bullshit exercise that making Tillman the Sportsman of the Year will serve as a handy reminder. Steve McNair playing a football game injured is not heroism. Lance Armstrong kicking the shit out a bunch of Euro-socialists in France six years in a row is nice, but not heroism. (His fight against cancer might qualify, however)
The majority of modern-day millionare sports figures are nothing more than pampered, self-important assholes. Tillman was the antithesis of that, which is why I’d like to see him crowned “Sportsman of the Year” and why I still encourage you to go vote for him!
We’re nestled snug in the Western North Carolina mountains this Thanksgiving – and it’s been snowing and blowing all day long. Definitely feels like Christmas up here – and we forgot our Christmas music for the drive home – it’s my fault.
One more Happy Thanksgiving to all you fine folks before I hit the sack. And for any of you who are going shopping tomorrow – what the hell are you thinking!??!!??!!
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you, steadfast conservatives and bedwetting socialists alike.
Things I thank God for: the lovely Mrs. Holmes; our nearly-perfect offspring; my folks, sisters and extended family; my friends (well, those I haven’t alienated with this blog); the fact that I’m an American and enjoy the freedoms therein; those men and women currently separated from their loved ones while fighting islamofascists on our behalf; my health; and the list goes on.
One last thing I’m thankful for… the fact that THIS is not our new First Lady…
Thanks to the good folks at Burrito Diablo for expanding my stomach with their monster burrito. Ingredients include, but are not limited to:
It’s almost Turkey Holocaust Day. Yep, that’s what the PETA freaks call Thanksgiving. They’ve even got an ad campaign – Holocaust on your Plate – to go along with it. Not only that, you can “Invite Holocaust on your Plate” to your town or school.
They even use this graphic…
to publicize their campaign.
This is not surprising coming from a group of mentally ill idiots who equate rats and pigs with people.
The use of the term “holocaust” should tell you all you need to know about these sick bastards. Equating the systematic extermination of millions of Jews with the Thanksgiving holiday betrays a detachment from reality so severe that the only remedy is permanent medication and hospitalization.
If you’ve ever supported PETA in the past, I urge you reconsider. These people are fucking sick.
Speaking of special occassions, did you know that it’s Islam Awareness Week in Jolly Olde England? I had no idea either, but the Jawa Report and LGF are sharing some nuggets of awareness for those who aren’t as aware as they should be about the wonders of islam.
Some samples from Dr. S:
Were you aware that Muhammed demanded that all Jews in the Arabian Peninsula be converted to Islam, be exiled, or be killed? If you were one of those idolators, say a Hindu, no such luck on the exile thing–convert or die.
Were you aware that the the majority of violent conflicts in the world are between Muslims and their non-Muslim neighbors or between Islamists and secularists within the Muslim world? Just wanted you to be aware on this most important week of the year!
What other things do they kill you over in Islam? How about breaking your Ramadan fast? Ok, they didn’t try to kill him….85 lashes seems reasonable for a 14 year old boy! How about if you’re 13 years old and raped by your older brother? Death. Blasphemy? Death. Are you aware yet?
Yep, I see no difference between islam and Christianity. It’s all the same God, right, unitarians?
The Blogfather has a very interesting post regarding the replacement of Kofi Annan with Vaclav Havel, former Czech president. It would be a positive step – albeit, a baby step – but a hell of a lot more would need to be fixed before I stop demanding that the U.N. Building be blown up and the tin-pot dictators thrown into the East River.
Michelle Malkin continues to chronicle President Junior’s love affair with Mexican President Vicente Fox. The results of their copulation is an open border that guts our economy and threatens our security. Don’t send them a baby gift.
Here is yet another reason that Demure Thoughts will always be one of my crushes.
First, some background. Roly-poly socialist blogger Oliver Willis decided a while back that his losing Dim-O-Crack party simply needs re-branding. So he came up with some web graphics that will do just that, in his alleged mind. A sample:
In customary crafty fashion, Rob & Mark know a golden opportunity when they see it. They’ve launched a parody site as a tribute to Oliver’s campaign. A sample:
Oh, there’s more hilarity – and you can add your own – go check it out.
Dena Schlosser, 35-year-old oppressed mother, performed a homemade late-term abortion Monday, and has been arrested by the patriarchal Plano, Texas police department.
The National Organization for Women quickly responded by making her a leading candidate for Reproductive Rights Superstar of the Year for 2004.
The media is waiting for Katie Couric to come out in support of a defense fund for Schlosser – much like she did for previous Reproductive Rights Superstar and Houston native Andrea Yates – whose record five-fetus late-term abortion earned her a special place in the NOW trophy case.
Stay tuned to the Today show, as when Schlosser’s defense fund is set up, Katie will surely be the first to let folks know where to contribute.
Everyone’s favorite brutally insane socialist anchorman officially announced his Spring 2005 retirement yesterday.
First of all, it’s not retirement. He’s simply leaving his nightly news post. He’s staying on at 60 Minutes II, where he has a blank check to run inaccurate stories based on forged documents. With that kind of freedom from facts, even I wouldn’t turn down that job!
Secondly, this is not really news. Next year’s retirement plans have been floating around since way before memogate. They may have only been rumors, but they must have been on pretty good authority.
Next, the report (due out next week) will result in absolutely nothing. Do you really believe that CBS is going to police itself? The fact that Rather is going to stay on at CBS is just another slap in the face to the public. Until that Marxist dyke Mary Mapes is kicked out of there, you can rest assured that you’ll be getting the same leftist drivel no matter which CBS “news” program you waste your valuable time watching.
On a side note, I was listening to NPR on the way home last night (yes, I do that occasionally, so sue me) and heard a strangely balanced story about Rather’s retirement. I had settled in to enjoy the hilarity of NPR tonguing Rather’s dumper, only to be taken aback by an even-handed report that even included an interview with the guys from RatherBiased.Com. Hearing such a reasonable story from NPR has left me feeling violated and unsettled.
So what does all this RatherBlather add up to? Jack squat. Beginning in March, there will be a new nightly anchor at CBS that I won’t be watching. Up yours, CBS.
(via the Gill Report)
Here in Tennessee, we don’t have much sense – I mean, we voted for Dubya didn’t we?
As proof of our lack of refinement, here is a video of our Lt. Governor, the senile John Wilder, enjoying dessert at a committee meeting.
No, it wasn’t flan, it came from deep in his sinuses, apparently, because it took a while to extract.
(not for the weak of stomach)
If it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all. Gloom, despair and agony on me.
It’s been a rough time for me lately. I don’t mean to dump on ya’ll, but you came here asking for it, now didn’t you?
First, I had to cancel that Russian bride I mail-ordered last week. I was looking forward to some Eastern Bloc action, too.
I let some teenage punks live with us in our house, only to have them steal my money from an ATM machine. At least they got what was coming to them.
I lost another e-bay bid. I really wanted this one too, because it tasted like salvation.
I bought a whole bunch of stock in the Aunt Jemima corporation, only to find that Condoleeza Rice was not going to be their new spokesperson after all. I know better to invest in a risky scheme like the stock market.
One of my prize poodles left a puddle on Tony Blair’s carpet.
The other night, I was settling in to watch Desperate Housewives, when a schooner sailed straight into my living room, causing me to miss the raciest segment.
My Hindu saint did not ascend on schedule.
Lonely housewives will not stop calling me for sexy romps. I keep telling you ladies, I’m married!
One of my favorite punk bands has sold out to Santa Claus.
Here’s hoping my luck improves.
For you local yokels, some sad news. Knoxville-News Sentinel sports writer Gary Lundy passed away today from a heart-attack.
Mr. Lundy was a columnist who covered sports, mostly University of Tennessee athletics, for 27 years and had been with the News Sentinel since 1992. He graduated from the University of Tennessee. He has been honored as Associated Press Sports Editors’ national columnist of the year. Also, he has been named Tennessee Sportswriter of the Year four times by the Tennessee Sportswriters Association and twice by the National Sportscasters and Sportswriters Association.
News Sentinel editor Jack McElroy issued this statement: “This is a sad, sad day. Not only was Gary an exceptional sportswriter and journalist, he was a very fine man and as nice a guy as you would ever want to meet. We, in the newsroom, will miss him terribly, and our thoughts and prayers go out to his wife, son.and other family members.”
Lots of great comments about Gary at Michael Silence’s News-Sentinel Blog – including an old Father’s Day column Gary wrote shortly after his son made it out of intensive care due to surgery to remove a cancerous tumor.
Plenty of other comments from other N-S writers as well as other notables – including Memphis writer Mike Fleming, Bama curmudgeon Paul Finebaum, and other former Vols and broadcasting types. Well worth a read if you’re a Gary Lundy fan.
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I took the liberty of nominating myself in the “Best New Blog” and “Best of the Top 250 – 500 Blogs” categories. Hell, everyone else was doing it, why not me! I have no shame!
If by some fluke I make it to a voting round, I’ll let you know when and where to stuff the virtual ballot box – just like Doug and I did with the non-virtual ballot box in high school – assuring him of the Senior Class Chaplain’s position.
Sheriff’s deputies say a confrontation ensued and shooting followed. Ã¢â‚¬Å“One of the men was injured, he had a walkie talkie and was able to radio back to the deer camp what was going on, people from the camp went to the scene where they were shot and killed,Ã¢â‚¬? says Sawyer County Chief Deputy Tim Zeigle.
So hunters, here are three lessons to take away from this story:
1) If someone is in your tree stand, just let them use it. They will have to come down eventually.
2) If someone calls you on a walkie-talkie to come and assist with a hunter-turned-madman, approach with extreme caution.
Most importantly: 3) If a whacked-out hunter starts shooting at you, SHOOT BACK!!!