Archive for May, 2011

Give Me A Break, Wednesday

Friday, May 27th, 2011

"She's so cute!"

Wednesday the Cat asked if she could invite a few pussies over to play.  I thought nothing of it until I heard giggling from the next room – so I opened the door.

Should We Give America Back To The Indians?

Thursday, May 26th, 2011

"May we have our country back, please?"

Well of course we “should”.  Our ancestors tricked the natives off their own land and if they resisted, we slaughtered them.  We had no more right to this country than criminals walking into your home and throwing you and your family out the back door.

Are we going to give the country back?  Are you tripping?  Of course not!  That’s just the way it is.  Reality isn’t a morality play.

I bring this up because of the new debates over Israel and Palestine.

After World War II, the British, the US, and the newly-formed United Nations muscled many of the Palestinians off their own land to set up the state of Israel.  Of course many of the new “trespassers” demanded their “homeland” back.  Instead, they got a faceful of desert sand – kind of like the dirt we gave the Indians (called ‘reservations’).

Although this is simplified, it’s historically pretty accurate.  Now add to this a bunch of Biblical bullshit, Jewish memories of the Holocaust, and Israeli nuclear weapons and we’ve got the mess we call the Mideast.  Will Palestinians ever “recognize” Israel’s right to exist? Never – would you?

And will Israel ever give their country back?  Sure – just as soon as America gives this country back to the Indians.

Palin Launches Probable Presidential Bid

Thursday, May 26th, 2011

“Thank you, God.”


Thursday, May 26th, 2011

I Like Being Disliked By Nuts

Wednesday, May 25th, 2011

When you're afraid to show your face, hide behind a picture.

Not surprisingly, some of the tinfoil hats, 3 posts down, continue to dis me in the discussion group I left.  I’m beginning to think two of them, one man and one woman, have crushes on me.  I’m proud to say I am just not their type.

They accuse me of being a “coward” because I won’t play in their sandbox more times a day.  The funny thing is they use cutesy little screen names like “kingdad”, “lil’Barry” and “kantishna” because they’re afraid someone will know their real names.

I think people should have the guts to show their identities when making comments – even stupid, sexist, or racist ones.  I used my real name on every comment I ever made in that pile.

Where’s the love?

Ketchup Scoops

Wednesday, May 25th, 2011

There’s some controversy about the origin of French Fries.  Thomas Jefferson brought the idea of potatoes fried in oil from France.  And “frenching” is a culinary term for “long-cut” as in french green beans.  Put together, these became American french fries – often eaten with ketchup. The rest of the world eats them with vinegar, pepper, olive oil, gravy, cheese, gravy, and (gag) mayonnaise. It seems everyone puts them under salt. Now you know.

Let’s Go Camping Again!

Tuesday, May 24th, 2011

"Hoover me up like a 3-inch line."

Harold Camping has got some huge balls.  Instead of slithering away in shame after his Judgment Day prophesy fizzled,  Camping held a press conference.  He said Judgement Day DID silently occur on May 21st but he now knows “the end of the world” day is October 21st!  That’s 5 more months for people to contribute to Camping’s $100-million dollar radio empire.  Credit cards are gladly accepted.

Well Harold, God talked to my heart last night and said you are “an asshole –  who should give the suckers their money back”.  But He didn’t think you’d do it knowing there’s a new one born every minute.  See:

There’s a Sucker Born Every Minute

No Intelligent Life Here

Monday, May 23rd, 2011

"I know they're coming."

I sometimes participate in an online, political discussion group.  The chances of anyone actually listening to each other there and then forming a rational opinion without preconceived ideas – is about equal to Jesus Christ doing a pole dance at your local strip club.

Although there are many left-wing wackos, most of the crackpots are right-wing wing nuts.  On what do I base my opinion?

• the “birthers” are mostly from the right –
• the “deathers” come from the same pile –
• the “Rupture” goofs were extreme, religious-right odd balls, and
• all of these people HATE, I mean HATE, Obama.

Now I HATE Obama’s warmongering policies (“OK George, I’ll see you those two wars and raise you one.”) – but I can’t hate the man.  Neither could I hate George Bush when lefties were beating up on the guy (see “The Cancer of Hatred”

Why would I even care what these righty dolts think? The more I think about it, the less I care.  I’m going to start thinking about it more.  And how come lefties don’t hate Obama as much as Bush when it comes to the wars? I’m going to start thinking about that one more too.

Hardly A Late Bloomer

Sunday, May 22nd, 2011

Angelina Jolie at sixteen.

Beware of False Profits

Sunday, May 22nd, 2011

The Rapture was a Rupture

Harold Camping should just do the right thing and kill himself.  Then his staff can throw an empty suit and shoes on his lawn and say “Harold was the only one who got raptured up this time – but he’s coming back for us.”

Camping’s 66-radio station empire is worth about $100 Million dollars and donations have “spiked” these last few weeks.  Who gave the money? Camping’s “followers” – or, as we used to call them: suckers.