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Popular psychologist, columnist, and television and film personality Joyce Brothers has died. She was…
When it rains, you should expect a hurricane.
His improv was awesome, his delivery precise, and his humor extraordinary. I was one of his many fans…
Roger Ebert dead at 70 of cancer according to the Chicago Sun-Times
Because you’ll need it. That, or liquor. Whatever gets you through the day.
Secretary of State John Kerry will meet with the family of diplomat killed in Afghanistan. The families of Ambassador Chris Stevens, Ty Woods, Glen Doherty and Sean Smith couldn’t be reached for comment.
Rochester, NY, decides to spit on history. I mean, what the shit did we fight the Brits for again?
Californians are A-OK with being subjects. Screw that “liberty” crap and pass them more weed.
Here, have a happy.
I do like her shoes. They make me happy. Hope y’all have a good one!
It never ends. It’s Spring Break here and I have not had a moment’s peace, until Nomstress showed up yesterday. And no, I still can’t drink, so she got my share. Anyway, this week has given me its share of irritation. First, I had some people on the social-site-with-faces ask ME why in the world I would ever NEED a gun.
No, I am not kidding.
I was patient, and explained that I was fighting for a RIGHT, not a NEED. It didn’t register at all. So, I moved on from that, only to be informed by the
libtardic colostomy bag “friend” that it was nice that I “had seen the light” about guns being evil. This is where I politely informed him that it was time he “saw the light” and put down the fork that was making him rotund. BAM!! Entire conversation deleted.
Second, I had a friend complain that the new Pope was “too Catholic”. This is truly baffling. In her world view, since this is a world church, the Pope should be voted on by people of all faiths. Excuse me, but what part of ROMAN CATHOLIC CHURCH do you not understand? I asked her if I should be able to vote on the coming Caliphate, or perhaps on the new incarnation of the Dalai Lama. She informed me that that was different, because since I am not of those races, I should not have an opinion. After informing her that Islam is not a race, nor is Tibetan, she was at a loss to refute, resorting to the trope of “conservatives are racist”. I told her that my Puerto Rican heritage was offended. BAM!! Conversation deleted.
These are people with graduate degrees, and proof that higher education, and public education at large, does not educate. Sadly, I think we are past the point of educating the current generations. I can only hope that my children’s generation will make up for that lack.
A few months back, Eldest came to me for help on
a Language Arts an English assignment. First of all, I was THRILLED that she asked for my help. Second of all, I was flattered that she felt I would be knowledgeable enough.
Well, y’all know how kids are.
Anyway, she had to “interpret and analyze” a poem by Robert Frost, called Mowing. Now, I remember the poem from my 9th grade English class. It’s a nice poem, light and easy to follow. But what disturbed me was the teacher’s topic of discussion. She wanted the kids to analyze the sexual innuendos. At first I thought I misunderstood. But no….. the teacher wanted the students to explain how Frost was essentially writing about sex.
In a poem about a laborer cutting tall grass to make hay.
And y’all maybe wondering what I did.
Well, I told Eldest the poem was about the satisfaction of hard work, that sex had NOTHING to do with it, that that was something that Language Arts teachers began to push back in the early 1990′s, and that Robert Frost himself said the poem was about MOWING GRASS WITH A SCYTHE. Further, I told her that if the teacher had a problem with it, she could call me. She never called, and Eldest got an “A” on her paper.
Sometimes the curtains are fucking blue, but according to public education, the curtains are aliens with grape jelly golfing in a fishtank.
And people wonder why we have dumber kids now.
Why is Bin Laden’s son-in-law, Sulaiman Abu Ghaith being charged in a US criminal court, but Anwar Al-Awlaki, an American citizen, not given the same due process, instead being blown up by a drone strike?
Is it Opposite Day? Did I not get the freakin’ memo??
I picked a hell of a time to quit drinking.
I never link to the NYT, so if you want to read the story, go to Drudge.
Kerry Announces $250 Million in U.S. Aid for Egypt
Seriously. what the SHIT?? Prez Obama promised that shithole ONE BILLION DOLLARS. This is the first disbursement. Meanwhile, in the Land of Reality I like to call the United States of America, he is implementing Sequestration.
The aid announced Sunday consists of two parts. One is a $190 million infusion for Egypt’s budget intended to address what Mr. Kerry said was the country’s “extreme needs.” That assistance has already been approved by Congress.
Mr. Kerry also pledged $60 million for the creation of a fund to support small businesses, which will provide “direct support to key engines of democratic change in Egypt, including Egypt’s entrepreneurs and its young people.”
“Extreme needs”?? What exactly is that? And supporting small businesses??
How about supporting OUR small businesses first? How about meeting the extreme needs of Americans still without a place of their own after Hurricane Sandy? How about meeting the extreme needs of people who have to work two jobs because their hours were cut due to the implementation of Obamacare? Or how about meeting the needs of those being furloughed during Sequestration???
We are essentially funding them to hate us. Well, fuck that on a stick with sauce. They can hate us for free.
Tonight is that awards show of awards shows, the Academy Awards. This is the award given to those who their peers consider as having delivered the performance of a lifetime, or rather the previous ten months, really.
Fred Astaire never won.
Marilyn Monroe never won.
Peter O’Toole never won.
Cary Grant never won.
Some may have received the Lifetime Achievement Award for “sticking around long enough”. But they never won a competitive award. And that’s what counts to those myopic, fishbowl-living, Brown Derby-styling celebutardic actors. Frankly, I like to call it the Meyer Awards. Let’s face it: it’s a bunch of weenies full of bologna.
It’s too bad I gave up booze for Lent. It would have been a nice drinking game every time someone brought up some libtardic talking point in their winning speech
They didn’t hug AT ALL.
I swear, who in Vegas ever thought of that stupid bet??
*forks over $20 to Hubby*
Honestly, I can’t tell if it’s satire or not.
I think the spelling gives it away. Then again, the paper could have done a spell and grammar check before publishing.
You know, twenty years ago, this would have been clearly satirical. Sad that today we can’t be sure.
Yesterday, we were watching the football play-offs.
*shakes fist at The Texans*
Anyway, I began to think about all the hullabaloo going around as regards sports teams names. Y’all recall the mascot for the University of Illinois, Chief Illini, was removed because it was considered a “hostile or abusive mascot”. There are several groups wanting to remove the “Native American” names from sports teams. Washington Redskins, Cleveland Indians, Florida State Seminoles… I don’t get it. How is naming your team after a brave group of people known to fight for their cause and sacrifice their lives in the name of freedom a bad thing?? Do you really want a sports team with a weak sounding name? Why not rename the Redskins for the most prevalent thing in DC? How about The Washington Politicians, or The Washington Criminals, or maybe The Washington Sewers?
Personally, I vote for The Washington Pussies.
Apparently, those same people, mostly younger people with Native American background, have no problems with the Oklahoma Sooners or the San Fransisco 49ers. And yet, what did the Sooners and the 49ers do to the existing Native American populations in those areas?
I swear to The Maker, some people just don’t have the sense God gave a box of hair clippings.