O.K. .... I uh notice that when the National Anthem is playing ...
that rather than placing your hand, over your heart? It kinda looks like you're holdin your johnson instead.
Hmmm.
Frizzle-grizzle-wizzle-zizzle ...
Hold on ....
one second ... Sweetie.
One one thousand.
Are you still here?
Well ... it is my blog.
And a damn fine
typical white person's blog it is too.
So anyway ... let's get back to my message of ... (cancer) sticking it to the man. And the other important issues ...
like cleaning up Washington ...
and two spliffs in every pot(head).
Finally, let us all join our hands together in prayer ....
Dearly Bewuvvid, we are gathered h'yar in the sign of Yahweh – and in the face of this company of lib idjits – to join together this man and this country in unholy matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all loons; and therefore – is not by any – to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly – but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate these two bodies present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together – let them speak now or forever hold their wee wee.
What would the bloggity-sphere be without dead horses? Lib or Con, bark til you're hoarse moonbat or average white person. Today we embark on the tools necessary to straddle and giddyup, long past its expiration date ... equine flesh.
1) Choosing a mount
Perhaps a creature that no one agrees upon? [Or can't agree what they differ about (but still get quite excited or angry)]. Kind of a moving chameleon (as opposed to a stationary one). A/the sociopolitical Rorshach, from campaign hell?
Or 2) Letting the horse choose itself
Sometimes the horse o'dead begs to be ridden. In no uncertain terms. Screams out. Its' stink cries out for a saddle, boots, spurs and a crop [ride me b*tch!].
3) Silk selection
I don't recall ever meeting anyone whose favorite color is green. And .... I've only watched the ponies run a couple of times (and wagered only once as well). And last I checked this wasn't a horse racing blog (though I could be wrong?). So the finer points of garment determination rules escape my grasp (effendi/genuflection). But we're pretty sure green is a no no (white ... well, we're not so sure?).
4) Out of the gate
Hold on, keep those reins tight. And ... an aerodynamic pose is rumored to be helpful (regards top speed).
5) Don't forget to duck
Some will toss brickbats your way as you gallivant along. So this is an important lesson (but then you already knew that ... right?).
6) Don't get fancy
Stay focused [in this case it's the destination that counts (not the journey along the way)].
7) Look straight ahead
Don't be distracted by critics, naysayers or other assorted back seat drivers.
8) Even if others are telling you where to look?
Do not take your eyes off the front wheels of the rolling bus.
9) Crossing the finish line
Yippee .... wee! (You made it).
10) Collecting your bet
Sometimes a hug is nice. Me, I'm betting more an a few will need one, come the morning of November 5.
What a piece of work.
Reverend Jeremiah Wright. Whitey calls him on his wink wink/nudge nudge (ever so precious) cutesy pie racism (and of course on his planet orbital materiel). And rather than take a gander in the ole mirror on the wall. The good Rev. reaffirms his place in the dustbin of social and political discourse. And the Senator from Illinois? Loses one of contemporary history's great moments, and affirms that he is ... just a politician [albeit yes, a good one (November four will tell us if he is a great one)].
And what would a discussion of dead animals be (especially horses), without those masters of the universe, PETA weighing in?
Phew ... somebody wake me when this election is over (or at least until the next stanky pony comes along).
Saturday, May 10
What's a few states among friends?
(Hmmm ... if Johnnie Mac is "losing his bearings"? Then Barack seems to have lost his seals, bushings, and grease).
I really can't see Obama employing a harsh tone in this election and winning, against McCain. Though yep, I could be wrong.
But the NYT's get most all of it wrong. (And with a truly nasty stationary pop-up advert to boot). And I should be at least a little surprised ... but well. Making up the "news" is now pretty much the norm for the atomic press.
The phones rings, it's 3 a.m. at the White House. Ahmadinejad is calling to congratulate his new bested bud, Barack, on winning the election. And the conversation goes maybe something like this?
Tuesday, May 13
You blew it Barry, big time. You had a chance to ascend to the mountain, to call out racism as ugly. As base. As not worthy of our populace and society. And not a decoration or thread to be woven into its fabric. Instead? You equivocate, hedge, hem, haw. And look to your candidacy for method. Not a moral imperative. Of clarity, of concrete foundation. That we can all see, feel, know. Without thought, worry, or effort.
Now? The left (and their atomic news mouthpieces), in paralytic fear of losing the election, because of y o u r politic. Begin the ugly chant. Reducing this election to something less than. Maybe time for another display of saccharine eloquence methinks. Only this time .... perhaps get it right?
It's not the national election, determining the President of the United States of America. No. It's high school .... you know, cheating on your tests (smacking your gum, squealing with delight at the unbearable nothingness of being).
“I said, ‘Dad, if you change your party affiliation in time to vote for Obama,’ ” recalled Ms. Simpson, 22, an Obama campus volunteer, “ ‘I will get you the paperwork the day after the primary if you want to switch back to being a Republican.’ ”
Thus did Ralph E. Simpson Jr., 50, construction company owner, become a newly minted Democrat.
Or like watching summer replacement TV:
Call 1-900 Your Favorite Candidate Now. Operators are standing by. Each call costs fifty cents.
Friday, April 11
More Fun With Video .... Schism
Hahahahahahahaha ...
In this life, it be very easy to call someone stupid, or worse. I do it a lot. All the time. And of course ... especially while on the road. But levels of stupidity this low? This base, well ... actually hard to comprehend. Combine this with the life long Islamic society preaching, indoctrination, and inculcation of Jew hatred. And you get a very, very scary future (yeah, nothing funny about that).
This derangement is to be feared. And yes, I am afraid. But you will not find me hiding under the mattress. No.
I can save you the trubb of watching the vid ... the money shot/quote is about halfway through. Wherein the young girl in pink says (loose quote/paraphrase):
trained to be (G*d's) warriors, only in a much funner way. I don't feel the sense ... like to die in battle or anything. Like you would when you're actually going off to war, in the physical.
So ... these are the good kind of rockets? The ones that land in Israel ...
I found the actual caption (below), for above photo, a little well ... disturbing. Seems to me, the implication is, if harm should befall former President Carter. Then Israel shall be held accountable. Not any gangrenous murdering pustules. I can actually hear the left celebrating (the Jooish plot) now. As they daily do, with the AP Iraq body count.
Former U.S. President Jimmy Carter (R) looks at the remains of rockets during a visit to a police station in the southern Israeli town of Sderot April 14, 2008. Israel's secret service has declined to assist U.S. agents guarding Carter during a visit in which Israeli leaders have shunned him, U.S. sources close to the matter said on Monday. Carter included Sderot on his itinerary. The area is often hit by rockets from the Hamas-ruled Gaza Strip and one of the sources described the lack of Shin Bet assistance there as particularly "problematic".
.... Carter also laid a wreath at Yasser Arafat's grave (another break with U.S. policy)...
During the graveside ceremony, a two-man honor guard escorted the 83-year-old Carter and his wife, Rosalynn. Carter placed the wreath on the grave, then solemnly nodded before turning away. Later, a Palestinian host told Carter that Arafat's resting place was temporary, and the Palestinians hope to move his remains to Jerusalem one day....
FRESNO, Calif. — A police officer shot and killed a 17-year-old student Wednesday ....
The officer fired at the student ... after the Roosevelt High sophomore allegedly came from behind and struck the officer in the head with a crude wooden baseball bat ...
The officer fell down dazed, and reached for the gun in his hip holster, but the clip fell out.
... the student came at him a second time, the officer grabbed a secondary weapon ... from his ankle holster and fired one or two rounds. The student reportedly died within a few minutes.
OK .... are we clear? (now here we go):
Silvia Carrillo, whose daughter is a sophomore at Roosevelt High, said the shooting did not seem justified.
"My son and my brother went to school here too, and nothing like this ever happened. I think this wasn't enough for him to kill the kid," she said.
How bizarre. How strange. There shouldn't have been any surprises. And yet there were. In this facocta world ... Google/YouTube end up looking like sainted saviours, of the internet age. Hosting the vid, after the other weedle panty waists soiled and wet themselves (of course that vid is behind click through "18 or over" gatekeeping. And 99% of those vids have serious generational deterioration).
F*cking Google people!
[Hint ... use your favoh-rite search engine/s (MSN, Yahoo, Ask, etc.). Search term: Anechoic Room. Then .... afterwards, go ahead and compare your results with Google's.]
The ominous dark cloud The trembly earth The sky of black The global caliphate
The global caliphate ... is here The Islamists snapped their fingers Network Solutions cowered Islamists snapped their fingers Network Solutions ran
Islamists gave LiveLeak the evil eye LiveLeak folded Islamists gave LiveLeak the evil eye And LiveLeak fell
Network Solutions' cubicle dwellers No longer live life They no longer smile
The people in LiveLeak's cubicles? They no longer see The once beautiful The once blue, sky
They all now upon knees In dhimmitude In fear In darkness
Giving one inch And surrendering their freedom entire Nothin left to cherish To carry To hold dear
No more light Nor warmth A meaningless journey By empty souls To the void
The sword that one day comes For the fearfull For the silent For the bowed
Comes too late For their heads ... Their heads already be gone
Zip file (for download to your computer). Nick Berg, no longer of this earth, decapitated. Gruesome, grizzly, beyond belief. And yet ..... even in the horror of his death, mocked. By yet even more cowards.
From Classical Values (same vid), but using their bandwith/hosting .... (without downloading, will open straight into your Windows media player console).
http://mysite.verizon.net/escheie/iraq2vediom.wmv
Monday, March 31
Seems the folks at LiveLeak procured a fresh pair of undies. And even a new resolve. I can't speculate on their decision. What took place at the company. What thoughts. I don't know those people, so it is not my place. I would hope their motivation went to the core of the issue? But again .... I don't know.
Beneficial fallout from the stink? More people are now aware of the vulnerability of that which we take for granted. The first ammendment. Thought. Or even to simply draw breath, live, and be free.
All these words. All these blogs. All these thoughts. And yes to some, across the divide ... paranoia. Well, I have actually looked into the eye of a Muslim possessed of the hate. On the streets of the city in which I live. And what I saw? If only mere looks could kill, there would be one less hook nosed bagel eater, bangin' the buttons of their keyboard.
A few metered and measured words, from across the pond. Highly recommended, very (approximately five minutes in duration).
Tuesday, April 1
Of parallel universes, unseen unknown dimensions, and of course .... April Fools Day
On Monday, Dutch Foreign Minister Maxime Verhagen met with ambassadors of countries belonging to the Organization of the Islamic Conference to assure them the film "in no way reflects the opinion of the Dutch government," spokesman Rob Dekker said.
He said the diplomats inquired whether Wilders would be prosecuted for violating hate speech laws. Prosecutors have said they have not yet decided whether to take action.
My words don't mean much. I find the film itself no great shakes [only watched it once (fifteen minutes)]. And suppose iff'n I tried, I could in fact do better (yes talk is cheap). But like much in this crazy fookin woyld, the story bout the story sometimes be greater.
Previously, I've only watched one beheading video. And don't recommend others watch even one (at all, ever). One was enough for me. I resisted for some time, but relented (no full complete scenes present in Fitna). But in watching, one is witness to a force not to be believed. A consuming evil that one begs to be fiction, or only a bad dream. But in fact is not.
And it's getting harder to know what is real anymore. The world changing ever faster. I do know the threat to the bedrock foundation of America, the first amendment, is very very real. The largest sledgehammers ever shouldered, are now proudly being swung upon her. Striking her footing in repetitive percussion. This threat does indeed come from Islamists. And even more sadly .... from some who are nestled in the very bosom of our own nation (watching Network Solutions soil and wet themselves? S c a r y. Really f*cking scary).
I know not what the future brings. I can guess. I can hope to be wrong about Ahmadinejad and The Bomb. I can hope the horrors we daily witness will recede. That sanity will somehow prevail. That the madness that boils up and over from militant radical Islam's cauldron of hate, can be stopped.
And .... I can post this largely insignificant, measly little video, here.
In a year when Israel is celebrating its 60th birthday, Nayef Hawatmeh and his generation of leaders are ... fading from the scene.
Visited by The Associated Press in Damascus, the Syrian capital, these graying grandfathers radiate nostalgia ... They speak of wasted opportunities, perceived successes (and) failures.
Hawatmeh, Jibril, Habash, Black September, Leila Khaled - exploded onto the world stage in the 1960s and 1970s with deadly raids into Israel, the attack on the 1972 Munich Olympics, and a string of airline hijackings and assaults on passenger lines.
Branded as terrorists in Israel and the West, they saw themselves more in the Che Guevara mold, inspired by Cuba and Algeria and the Viet Cong.
Some of the old-timers have paid a personal price ... time is thinning their ranks too. George Habash, whose Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine specialized in hijackings, died in a Damascus hospital in January at 81 ...
... the leaders interviewed say they have no regrets, and insist they will ultimately prevail over Israel .... "Would you believe me if I tell you that if I had to do it all over, I would?" said Mohammed Oudeh, architect of Black September's 1972 Olympics attack that left 11 Israeli athletes dead.
Leila Khaled, the Palestinians' best known female hijacker, says the Palestinian leadership has "committed a lot of blunders" ... They jumped too quickly into negotiations with Israel, thus "defused" the Palestinian uprising and "blocked the golden path that I and other comrades paved for the Palestinians," she said at her home in Amman, in neighboring Jordan.
Don't know if on a personal level, this officer likes skateboarders less than myself? I despise them. Eco-vandals. Wantonly destroying property. Condeming the world to egregious noise in perpetuity. Scum. F*cking scum.
But Elmo, they're only kids (you say). Yeah, and just like the good officer, go ahead and try and get them to stop. Be as nice as you dare please, as many times as a truly bad version of Groundhog Day allows. They'll lie to your face as a matter of course ("we're not doing anything ... we weren't skating"). Proud to say from experience ... the only way is to physically take their board.
Works like a charm.
And umm yeah, I do like kids. Even the sound of them playing (that there would be called life). But in the automotive inspired architecture, of a large condo complex. In its driveway box canyons. The sound of a skateboard destroys all semblance of peace. Echoing, reverberating. The structures .... unbroken linear walls, paralleling empty open concrete drives. Serving as giant acoustic amplifiers.
MINNEAPOLIS, Feb. 28 (UPI) -- A U.S. researcher .... found sixth-graders drinking. The study, published in Health Education and Behavior, found nearly 1 in 6 sixth-graders is already an alcohol user.
Keryn Pasch of the University of Minnesota School of Public Health said many of the users of alcohol in elementary school believe "drinking is normal."
A young man from Webster Groves, leg was cut off by a freight train. The nineteen year old teen was airlifted to a Hospital, where he underwent surgery. "There is no hope for attachment" said Jennifer Arvin (hospital public relations manager).
The incident happened near Gray and Baker avenues. He was found on the ground, his legandskateboardwere foundabout50 yards west of him.
About the time of the accident, an eastbound train had been traveling through Webster Groves. The intersection is marked with flashing-light signals and gate arms.
