Monday, November 07, 2005
It's Tin Foil Hat Day!
Yes, Halloween was only a week ago, but that does not mean all the scary stuff is gone. In fact, much of it is still lingering.
Our beloved Patriot Act has reared its ugly head once again. But thanks to the stalwart morality of librarians, we can all read Harry Potter in a somewhat uneasy peace. Since its induction, the Patriot Act has allowed the FBI unfettered access to our phone calls, emails, financial records, and even our library selections. What is even more disturbing is that those who hand over your information are legally silenced from informing you that it has been requested and confiscated. Thank goodness there are those that are not OK with this very Un-American past-time.
Kudos to George Christian, who is in charge of the digital information of several Connecticut libraries, for resisting and challenging this clear violation of our rights as citizens of this great country. I, for one, refuse to exchange my freedom for the promise of security. And if the last few months of hurricane responses are any indication of the amount of "security" this administration is offering, I'll take my freedom, thank you very much. Anyone still sitting on the fence on this issue is a fool.
A wise man once said:
"Those who would give up Essential Liberty to purchase a little Temporary Safety, deserve neither Liberty nor Safety"
Amen, brother. Amen.
Even THEY admit they are crazy!
[Darkened movie theater. Suddenly, projected on the screen, a giant cross superimposed over this woman's face screaming at the audience]
IN A WORLD. WHERE CRAZY CHRISTIAN'S FANATICISM IS USED FOR POLITICAL GAIN.
Yes, kids.
We have been saying this for quite some time now, but this is the first time I have heard actual proof in the perpetrators own words. Lobbyist Jack "Gee your hair looks great" Abramoff and his former business partner Michael "Pretty Boy" Scanlon (it does sound like scandal-on, I can't make this stuff up) are accused of bilking Native Americans of about $66 million dollars and laundering it to pay for government favors. These plans are always pretty slick until you are caught. That is when the ugly details sprout legs and run about.
Scanlon, former aide of Tom DeLay (of campaign money laundering and conspiracy fame), confessed the source code of recent Republican electoral victories: target religious conservatives, distract everyone else, and then railroad through complex initiatives*. This is an excerpt from a memo that was read at a Capitol Hill hearing from Scanlon to a tribe that describes his plan to protect their gambling interests:
"The wackos get their information through the Christian right, Christian radio, mail, the internet and telephone trees," Scanlon wrote in the memo, which was read into the public record at a hearing of the Senate Indian Affairs Committee. "Simply put, we want to bring out the wackos to vote against something and make sure the rest of the public lets the whole thing slip past them."
If anyone thought I had the tin-foil hat on before, let me just say, "HAH" and leave the evidence to stand on its own.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Wanted: Porn . . . For my iPod?
It had to happen. Any successful visual technology/media is always heralded by porn. Yes, porny porn porn. Adult material designed to titillate (pun intended). My person view is that the porn industry needs to jump on this. Hey, you need to be cutting edge and who wouldn't want their porn collection in their pocket?
For example, you are on a trip with someone or a group that is slightly more exciting than drying paint. Before PodPorn, you would entertain thoughts of murder by spoon. Instead, you can ditch those dregs and watch your favorite "boyfriend(s) or girlfriend doing that thing you love oh so well. I admit that I have been on trips where there was a big lull in the action, if you know what I mean. If I would have had my special boys there to entertain me for a bit, the overall enjoyment of the trip could have been salvaged. Now, I have another wonderful option! Yeah, I can hear you say "you could just watch a movie", which is true. But this is a road that is built on skin. If you want to play in the visual media world, you're going to have to get dirty.
Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge.
P.S. Yes, that is Jeff Gannon aka J.D. Guckert. If you don't know who this is . . . please Google. The story is just tasty.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Who DOES this anymore? Verlorene KKKinder
I have to give my main man, iBear, for "breaking" this story. Honestly, who in this day and age really thinks this way. If you are really of this mind-set, you probably need to hook up with these people, who are threatening to secede from the US of A (fingers crossed! Please oh, please oh, please!).
If you can go about your daily life without help or interaction from a person of a different ethnicity, sexual orientation, or country of origin, then please tell me where this place is located. I need to send a taste of the REAL America. Give them a big dose of Beef Vegetable Stew (forget that Melting Pot crap).
Seriously, these people need to have their own township or state (Georgia perhaps?)
Here is a link to the video of these demonic Olsen twins. Yikes.
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
That was one scary Halloween
Hello Kitties!
It's been ages since my last little blog adventure but as you well know, the world did not stop turning.
I had a happy Indictment Day. The only thing that would have made it better would have been Karl Rove receiving one of those lovely letters. You know, the ones that say, you, sir, are screwed. One for Cheney wouldn't hurt either, but you can't have everything.
Well, since Karl did not get his well deserved present in a hand-delivered envelope, he was able to get the plot of Super-Conservative, Crazy out of his Gourd Supreme Court Justice to the nomination table. Like anyone did not see this coming. Harriet Miers would have a better chance of running through hell without getting burned while wearing underwear made from price-gouging gasoline. Seriously. Put on your tin-foil hats if you must, but I am in agreement that this was a sacrificial lamb offered to the Democrats for them to scream a resounding 'NO!'. Then, when she is 'suddenly unable to be a nominee', out comes the hard right kook. Enter Mr. Samuel Alito. One big, scary Halloween trick from President Bush. Our rights look destined to go the way of a greasy,late-night breakfast after a night of bar-hopping.
However, there is a silver-lining in the fact that Bush is "slightly less popular than back fat is with super models" (thank you Rachel). The only people that will go along with this is his ultra-conservative, hard right, snake-wielding base constituents. And if these people are still hanging on the Republican teat after the overwhelming evidence of lies of going to war; vast incompetence in dealing with disasters (with forewarning) in these days of post-9/11; and the indictment of two high-ranking Bush Administration official and one SEC investigation (ala Martha Stewart) of another, then there is no hope for these red state yahoos.
Oh Scott McClellan, I so want to read your book when this Administration is done!
It's been ages since my last little blog adventure but as you well know, the world did not stop turning.
I had a happy Indictment Day. The only thing that would have made it better would have been Karl Rove receiving one of those lovely letters. You know, the ones that say, you, sir, are screwed. One for Cheney wouldn't hurt either, but you can't have everything.
Well, since Karl did not get his well deserved present in a hand-delivered envelope, he was able to get the plot of Super-Conservative, Crazy out of his Gourd Supreme Court Justice to the nomination table. Like anyone did not see this coming. Harriet Miers would have a better chance of running through hell without getting burned while wearing underwear made from price-gouging gasoline. Seriously. Put on your tin-foil hats if you must, but I am in agreement that this was a sacrificial lamb offered to the Democrats for them to scream a resounding 'NO!'. Then, when she is 'suddenly unable to be a nominee', out comes the hard right kook. Enter Mr. Samuel Alito. One big, scary Halloween trick from President Bush. Our rights look destined to go the way of a greasy,late-night breakfast after a night of bar-hopping.
However, there is a silver-lining in the fact that Bush is "slightly less popular than back fat is with super models" (thank you Rachel). The only people that will go along with this is his ultra-conservative, hard right, snake-wielding base constituents. And if these people are still hanging on the Republican teat after the overwhelming evidence of lies of going to war; vast incompetence in dealing with disasters (with forewarning) in these days of post-9/11; and the indictment of two high-ranking Bush Administration official and one SEC investigation (ala Martha Stewart) of another, then there is no hope for these red state yahoos.
Oh Scott McClellan, I so want to read your book when this Administration is done!
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