Archive for May, 2006

Anatomically Incorrect

Wednesday, May 31st, 2006

Have you noticed lately —now that summer is unofficially upon us— that the little Coppertone girl has lost her asscrack?

Hasn’t lost the filthy-minded dog, mind you, but has lost her posterior cleavage.

Why don’t they just put a fucking burkha on her and shoot the dog?!

(And thanks to this guy for noticing the same.)

What the Truck?!

Saturday, May 27th, 2006

Go read Steve Soto from earlier this morning. Concerning the recent weirdness over the raid of Congressman William Jefferson’s Capitol Hill office by the FBI:

I doubt that Cheney, for his part, really raised an objection to the raid on constitutional grounds and any newfound concern for a separation of powers, two things that have been an alien concept to him and his staff for five years now. Cheney may have felt the way he did because 1) he correctly calculated that the raid would cost Bush whatever remaining support he had inside his own caucus for his agenda in an election year; 2) he doesn’t want Republicans investigated at all and wants Justice to Deep Six the Abramoff and Cunningham inquiries because of where they will lead; and 3) he saw a chance to stick it to Rove and Abu in the ongoing internal White House pissing contest.

On a related note, I think the Republican leadership have finally hit that wall where they can no longer convince the American People that tax cuts and Jesus H. Christ in their morning coffee are the answers to everything.

I’ll have no truck with crookedness in any branch of the Government. But what the hell is going on? Denny Hastert —who looks like he is a day away from a massive coronary— is sticking up for Jefferson when Nancy Pelosi would rather have the guy disappear? The harvest from Jefferson’s office is being impounded until “something” can be worked out?

I don’t get this one.

Do Americans Want to Be Mexicans?

Saturday, May 27th, 2006

No. Not that I can see.

So it must be that Mexicans are wanting to be Americans. By the millions. And since it is so, then they ought to do a few things to become Americans.

Paying a fine? That’s fucking nonsense. That’s a sop to asshole politicians who want to be seen to be punitive. But that isn’t how you make an American, is it? By being punitive ab initio? What the fuck?

Instead, Mexicans who want to be Americans should submit themselves to unfalsifiable identification measures by which they can be known forever. Biometric IDs are the way to go. That’s a start. And the rest of us must do the same. Don’t give me your Big Brother nonsense, either: it’s clear that the future will demand that we be known to our government, creditors, and society. Even if it means that we are that much closer to embracing the mark of the beast, we cannot avoid the issue. If we try to avoid the issue, we will be subjecting ourselves to a future of identity theft and fraud that will only worsen.

So get to loving on that microchip up your ass, friend, because that’s how it is going to be.

The other thing is that Mexicans need to learn English. My great-great-great-grandfather Robert Allison Davis (1819-1847) didn’t fight, die, and get dumped in a mass grave in Mexico City along with hundreds of other brave young Yankee men just so that Montezuma could have his revenge.

Assimiliation? That can be a mutual thing. It will be a mutual thing. But it goddamned well ought to start from the premise that Mexicans want to become Americans —and that that hierarchy must be respected.

Yet Another Incident Involving a Puerto Rican Smoking Jacket

Saturday, May 27th, 2006

On my way home from the rehearsal dinner for my cousin’s wedding tomorrow (today), I saw an extremely suspicious confluence of events: a police helicopter hovering over the street I was on with its searchlight going everywhere at once —and a brother running past me with a terrible limp. There wasn’t anyone around him, but this guy obviously had only one object in mind: to get the fuck away from wherever he had just been.

So I call up 311 on my cell phone and tell the operator about it. But when I try to describe this guy’s clothing, she could not understand what I meant when I said he was wearing a “wife beater.”

Huh?

“It’s a sleeveless T-shirt. You know, an undershirt?”

She had no idea.

A police dispatcher who’s never heard of the term “wife beater”? Horseshit. I think, somehow, she’s obligated by the manual to [wonder] what I’m talking about. You know, for some ridiculous PC reason that should embarrass any normal citizen.

Bless His Heart

Thursday, May 25th, 2006

Lou Dobbs is so strident about this illegal immigration stuff that it is genuinely entertaining.

Thanks for staying angry, Lou. I have no idea what can be done about this inevitable slide into an America para todos, but it’s fun watching you lose your shit.

Keep ‘em comin’, Mr. America.

Kyoto Crapola

Thursday, May 25th, 2006

Al Gore’s old chief of staff Roy Neel was on the TV a while ago, telling Gwen Ifill how terrible it is that the Bush Administration doesn’t support the Kyoto Protocol.

But what thinking American would?

The two most populous nations on Earth —China and India— are signatories to Kyoto, but are under no obligation to reduce their carbon emissions. And since such emissions are the ultimate cause of the greenhouse effect that Kyoto seeks to ameliorate, then there really isn’t any value to America becoming a full partner to such an agreement.

Kyoto is just a mechanism by which our country would be subjected to the controls of the United Nations. Forget that.

You’re No Lloyd Bentsen

Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006

Texas Senator Lloyd Bentsen died today. As a fellow Texan, I take pride in this man’s life and my respects go out to his family and friends today. From a report on his life today (courtesy of Wikipedia):

He graduated from the University of Texas Law School in 1942 and served in the United States Army Air Forces from 1942 to 1945. After brief service as a private in intelligence work in Brazil, he became a pilot and in early 1944 began flying combat missions in B-24s from southern Italy with the 449th Bomb Group. At age 23 he was promoted to the rank of Major and given command of a squadron of 600 men.In 18 months of combat, Bentsen flew 35 dangerous missions against many difficult, remote and highly defended targets such as the Ploesti oil fields in Romania, which were critical to the Nazi`s war strategy. The 15th Air Force, to which the 449th was attached, is credited with destroying all of the peroleum production within its range, which equated to about half of Germany`s sources of fuel on the continent.

Major Bentsen`s unit also flew against communications centers, aircraft factories and industrial targets in Germany, Italy, Austria, Czechoslovakia, Hungary, Romania, and Bulgaria. Bentsen participated in bombing raids in support of the Anzio campaign and flew bombers against hard targets in preparation for the landing in southern France. Overall, while in the Army Air Corps, he flew over 200 bombing missions over Europe.

Bentsen was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross, one of the Army Air Corps` and now the Air Force`s highest commendations for valor in combat. In addition to the Distinguished Flying Cross, Bentsen was awarded the Air Medal with three Oak Leaf Clusters. The Air Medal and each individual cluster represent specific campaigns for which he was decorated. Before completing his military service, he was promoted to the rank of Colonel in the Air Force Reserve.

But, of course, he will best be remembered for insulting Dan Quayle in the Vice Presidential debate of 1988 by unfavorably comparing the poor schlub to Jack Kennedy.

In a just world, Lloyd Bentsen would be remembered for helping to destroy the Nazi war machine.

Oh, well.

Requiescat in pacem.

Of Stools and Parasites

Monday, May 22nd, 2006

Here’s Howard Kurtz on Jason Leopold’s [bombshell revelation] that Karl Rove has already been secretly indicted:

Robert Luskin, Karl Rove’s lawyer, says he spent most of the day on May 12 taking his cat to the veterinarian and having a technician fix his computer at home.

He was stunned, therefore, when journalists started calling to ask about an online report that he had spent half the day at his law office, negotiating with Patrick Fitzgerald — and that the special prosecutor had secretly obtained an indictment of Rove.

The cat’s medical tests, Luskin says, found that “the stools were free of harmful parasites, which is more than I can say for this case.”

The claim that President Bush’s top political strategist had been indicted in the CIA leak investigation was written by a journalist who has battled drug addiction and mental illness and been convicted of grand larceny. That didn’t stop more than 35 reporters — from all the major newspapers, networks and newsmagazines — from calling Luskin or Rove’s spokesman, Mark Corallo, to check it out.

The reports appeared on the liberal Web site Truthout.org, run by Marc Ash, a former advertising man and fashion photographer in California. Jason Leopold, the author of the stories, directed inquiries to Ash, who says that “we stand by the story. We have multiple points of independent confirmation of what we originally reported. Our problem is, the prosecutor’s office is under no obligation to go public.”

After waiting in vain last week with all of my Leftist friends for official word of Rove’s indictment, I now see that their official line is that Rove has hoaxed Leopold. Because that’s exactly how Rove would operate: putting multiple sources up to the task of telling a moonbat journalist that he has already been indicted. How could that not help Rove?

A Sumptuary Psychosis

Saturday, May 20th, 2006

What does the anti-war Left have to say about this outrage? From the Jerusalem Post:

A new dress-code law reportedly passed in Iran this past week mandates the government to make sure that religious minorities - Christians, Jews and Zoroastrians - will have to adopt distinct colour schemes to make them identifiable in public, the Canadian National Post reported on Friday.

Under the new law, which still awaits final approval from Iran’s supreme leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei, Jews will have to wear a yellow band on their exterior in public, while Christians will be required to don red ones.

If the law is approved, it is scheduled to go into effect at the beginning of next year.

Internal Security Minister Avi Dichter responded to the new law Friday night, saying, “Whoever makes Jews anywhere wear the yellow star again, will find themselves in a coffin draped in black.”

How do we know Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is a nutbag? Because he believes in resorting to practices from a time and place he does not believe ever occurred —let alone ones that led to a Holocaust. By definition, then, he is delusional.

UPDATE: My reliable antagonist Rider appears to be correct in dismissing this story. I stand corrected. However, seeing as how Iran is a Muslim theocracy based on sharia law, it is inherent in the nature of such countries to treat its non-Muslim (i.e., infidel) populations as second-class citizens. If Jews and Christians and other non-Muslims are not now wearing color-coded clothing, it is probably only a matter of time.

My Chance at Last!

Saturday, May 20th, 2006

I read today that Jennifer Wilbanks and her once-jilted fiancee have finally split up.

Come to Austin, Jennifer.

Me ruv you rong time.

 

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