Thursday, June 30, 2011

To Be a Dog

A good-dog, of course, running and playing and rewarding my humans with love, loyalty, and bravery. No cares save the protection of the household, some kibble and water, and warm hands to pet and rub the tummy.

Is anything greater proof that man is capable of grace than his creation of good-dogs?

And now the dream is possible, for the New York State legislature and Governor have attained the power to make that which is not a reality; to transmute opposite into match - transcending the laws of the physical world with their wizardly alchemy.

I shall attach my ears and tail, glue on some fur, and pray that the almighty State shall make me a dog.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Geert Wilders Cleared of Bogus 'Hate Speech' Charges

From Reuters
(Reuters) - Dutch populist politician Geert Wilders was acquitted of inciting hatred of Muslims in a court ruling on Thursday that may strengthen his political influence and exacerbate tensions over immigration policy.
Apparently, al-Reuters would have preferred a different outcome:
Instantly recognizable by his mane of dyed blond hair, Wilders, 47...
Below, watch Part 1 of Wilders's film "Fitna."

Sunday, June 19, 2011

For Fathers Day

Once, when I was small, my father taught me something useless. I had seen the old photographs and held the medals in my hand. Purple Heart and Bronze Star. I had been clamoring for stories of what he did in that war. What kind of guns did he shoot? Did he get to use his bayonet? How many Japs did he kill?

But he taught me something useless instead. He taught me how to figure out the firing order for an 18 cylinder aircraft engine. I had a pretty dim understanding of what cylinders did in an engine (I was only seven years old, after all), but I listened and I learned. Somehow I forgot about the war while we talked.

Sometimes he would tell me about his buddies from boot camp – the slim, smiling young men in the old photographs. I especially loved the story of the brawl they started one night in a bar, and how he escaped the Shore Patrol by slipping out through a bathroom window. And his friend who took him for a ride in a Corsair, a single seat fighter. They took out the radio gear to make room for my dad behind the pilot’s seat. The Corsair went into a dive so steep and fast that my father blacked out for a few seconds.

As I grew older my dad did share some of his darker memories with me. It was very different from what I had read in books and seen in movies. I began to catch a glimpse of the pride and terror of combat Marines, how they clung to each other as brothers, facing unimaginable horrors in a violent and pitiless crucible.

He described the queer, queasy feeling he got in the pit of his stomach, diving “ass over teakettle” into war as a tailgunner in a Dauntless Divebomber. And the queer, queasy feeling he got piloting a slow, ungainly Catalina PBY flying boat in a combat zone full of Japanese fighters. And the tight, heavy feeling in his stomach when he returned from a foot patrol near Yontan airfield on Okinawa, with only one other man of the ten who had left with him, and that man wounded and soon to die. He was seventeen when he enlisted. By the time he was nineteen he was a sergeant of Marines, and marked for life.

He was never strident. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t preach. He spoke of awful things in a flat voice and I knew the terrible price that had been paid by men like him in that struggle.

Many stories are told of the bond between father and son. Dramatic stories of courage, sacrifice, and impossible odds overcome by the power of a father’s love. But I think that bond shows its power most often in quiet, mundane ways. Like this:


That’s the firing order of a World War II vintage 18 cylinder aircraft engine - a bit of useless lore carried for decades as a token of love by the son, a symbol of that enduring bond, and a talisman for me to cling to and celebrate a life that ended years ago.

Happy Father's Day, Dad. I remember.

(First posted June 19, 2005)

Friday, June 17, 2011

Shameless Wh*res Endanger Saudi Arabia

From the Beeb
Women in Saudi Arabia have been openly driving cars in defiance of an official ban on female drivers in the ultra-conservative kingdom.

The direct action has been organised on social network sites, where women have been posting images and videos of themselves behind the wheel.

The Women2Drive Facebook page said the direct action would continue until a royal decree reversed the ban.
Witnesses note that these strumpets have actually been observed to expose their ankles entering and exiting the vehicles. Disgusting.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Weiner to Pull Out

From the New York Times
Representative Anthony D. Weiner has told House leaders that he plans to resign his seat after coming under growing pressure from his Democratic colleagues to leave the House, said a top Democratic official and two people told of Mr. Weiner’s plans.
Nothing to see here, folks, move along now.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Weiner to Seek Treatment, Leave of Absence From House

From the NYT:
Representative Anthony D. Weiner planned to check himself into a treatment center on Saturday after House Democratic leaders, including Nancy Pelosi, called on him to resign and suggested he needed psychiatric counseling.
Oh, it's a disease, a disease that compells poor, innocent victims to compulsively display their engorged and tingling naughty bits to strange women online. I see.

On the other hand, sex therapy class is probably a great place to meet chicks.

To Stop a Predator Weiner

From Anthony Weiner's Congressional website:
Sadly, the Internet is the predator's venue of choice today. We need to update our strategies and our laws to stop these offenders who are a mere click away from our children. (Thanks to Patterico)
From Fox News: Exclusive: Police Investigate Weiner's Messages to Teenage Girl in Delaware
NEW CASTLE, Del. -- Police here are investigating direct online communications between New York Rep. Anthony Weiner and a 17-year-old girl and are looking for any other young women who may be involved, though the nature of the communications wasn't immediately clear.

Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Weiner Wood Photo Uncensored

Or maybe it's a shmoo, or a rubber chicken - kind of fuzzy. Hung to the Left, of course.

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Andrew Breitbart made the mistake of displaying the image to the hosts of the Opie and Anthony Show, who snapped a pic and internetalized the Member's member for posterity.

Sunday, June 05, 2011

Battle of the Bulge - The Musical