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Anybody have Mike Wallace?
Bee With a Big ITCH
Before I start off in my rant, I do not like Danica Patrick. I don’t care that she is one of a few women in NASCAR™. I don’t care that she has given hope to future generations of little girls who want to wreck cars for a reason. No, I really don’t like her. And after this, I despise her even more.
Sports anchor suspended for calling Danica Patrick a ‘B’
And no, I’m not defending him in any way. I don’t have to.
[Ross] Shimabuku was responding to Patrick’s comment at NASCAR Media Day when she said she didn’t like the negative connotation of the term “sexy” used for her and other female athletes. “Is there any other word that you can use to describe me?” she said.
After playing that audio Shimabuku said: “I’ve got a few words. It starts with a ‘B’ and it’s not beautiful. … She always has a chip on her shoulder trying to prove something. … What she says and what she does are two totally different things.”
BINGO!!! Mr. Shimabuku called her on her hypocrisy. Notice that he never, not once, said the word in question. In fact, I can help him out. Perhaps he meant the word “bogus”, or maybe the word “bigheaded”, or maybe even the word “blustery” or even “boastful”. But let’s face it: we all know what he meant. After all why wouldn’t he, when we see this:
And we are shown this in Sports Illustrated™, because you know she’s in a sport by just looking at the pic:
Seriously, why would anyone think of her as a sex object after this:
And after learning of the slip she let slide, I’m inclined to believe her. She isn’t sexy. She’s a tramp, stamped as such, and someone who whores herself out on the pages of a magazine so that she can get attention, instead of earning accolades for any dubious skill for racing she might possess. In the words of Dave Chappelle:
The girl says “Oh uh-uh, wait a minute! Wait a minute! Just because I’m dressed this way does not make me a whore!” Which is true. Gentlemen, that is true. Just because they dress a certain way doesn’t mean they are a certain way. Don’t ever forget it. But ladies, you must understand that is fucking confusing. It just is. Now that would be like me, Dave Chappelle, the comedian, walking down the street in a cop uniform. Somebody might run up on me, saying, “Oh, thank God. Officer, help us! Come on. They’re over here. Help us!” “Oh-hoh! Just because I’m dressed this way does not make me a police officer!” See what I mean? All right, ladies, fine. You are not a whore. But you are wearing a whore’s uniform.
And that is what you do by being a hypocrite, Ms. Patrick. You wear the sexpot uniform, and turn around and decry the “negative” connotation of it. I had hoped that you would become a good role model for young women, but compounding hypocrisy with your latest bout of stupidity does not make you a good model for anyone, much less young girls.
It just makes you a BITCH!!
Hat tip: Lizard 
And Y’all Thought We Had Political Drama
No, we are pretty tame around this country. At least compared to Australia:
In the most significant show of support so far for the former prime minister, Resources and Energy Minister Martin Ferguson said Mr Rudd was best placed to take on Tony Abbott at the next election.
“I’m not sure whether or not there will be leadership ballot on Monday. But can I say, should Kevin Rudd choose to run, I will vote for Kevin Rudd as prime minister of Australia,” the cabinet minister said.
Now, as y’all recall, Kevin Rudd succeeded John Howard, and then in turn was succeeded by the abomination known as Julia Gillard. In her case, the term “succeeded” is a pseudonym for “stabbed in the back”, since she had pledged her support of Rudd, only to turn around a week later and run against the bastard.
I’m not a fan or Rudd, but politics is like a funeral: you have to wait a certain amount of time before you can be less respectful of the dead. Gillard fucked up, and started the divisions that are coming to fruition in the Labor Party. And now she is a bit scared:
Earlier, Ms Gillard announced a caucus leadership spill for 10am on Monday. She said she “expects” to win but ruled out a future challenge if she lost, and urged Mr Rudd to make a similar commitment.
Yeah, I’m enjoying the fracking going on over there. The Aussies make us look like pikers. As my friend Tiberius puts it:
I would love to see Gillard win by a hair -- her government continue to sink, Rudd puts a good showing and continues to snipe from the back bench -- and Labor wiped out in the next election.
And that my friends, is what our conservatives should be doing. It’s time we fostered divisions over on the left side of the aisle, and let them destroy each other, for once.
Hat tip: Tiberius
Slippery Slope Becomes Greased Slide
Gah….and I was having such a good morning. I just had to go look at the news:
The Council on American-Islamic Relations (CAIR) announced today that the Department of Defense will begin allowing Muslim and Sikh students who wear an Islamic head scarf (hijab) or a turban to participate in the Junior Reserve Officers’ Training Corps (JROTC).
Now, I don’t have anything against Sikhs at all. But the whole point of JROTC is to help groom kids for a future in the military, a uniform military. But because one young woman had to transfer out of her ROTC class due to her hijab, CAIR had to make sure to exert influence.
CAIR requested constitutionally-protected religious accommodations for the girl and for future Muslim JROTC participants.
I know for a fact that Catholics cannot carry a rosary in their hands while in uniform. I have never seen a Jew wearing a yamulke while in uniform (please, correct me if I’m wrong). What I do know is that no complaints about that have ever been filed by Christians or Jews. But I guess this is where the squeaky wheel gets the grease. Soon enough, young men will be allowed to sport beards. Looking at the bright side, at least we will know who they are, and where to aim, if necessary.
I do wonder if they will let my kids show their crucifixes now.
The Darker Side of Hookers
Sometimes, it doesn’t pay to do business in your hometown:
Man orders prostitute, daughter arrives
That’s a hell of a WTF moment right there.
Father-of-three Titus Ncube of Bulawayo said he called for a prostitute to come to the hotel room in which he was staying while having marital problems and was shocked when his 20-year-old daughter arrived.
You know, usually I have something snarky to say, but not right now.
His daughter fled the scene, crying. But people always try to make the best of a bad situation. The father has decided to go into counselling with his wife, and the daughter has decided to return to school. So, a kind of good ending… I think.
“If it were not for my children, I could have divorced him a long time ago. But because of the trauma that divorce has on children, I decided to stay,” [Ncube's wife, Rosemary] said.
I don’t know about y’all, but that’s a red flag for me. If your daughter is prostituting herself, you may want to rethink that whole “trauma” thing, Rosemary.
Hat tip to Hubby!!
This is What It Sounds Like When Boys Cry
A fleet of high-performance cars, including eight Ferraris, has been involved in one of the most expensive accidents in history after an astonishing multi-car pile-up in Japan.
I’m not a big fan of Lamborghinis and Ferraris, but HOLY SHIT!!! If they wanted to break or make a record, they succeeded.
I can hear the whimpers from here. Miraculously, no one was seriously hurt. Not even the poor sap that was in a Toyota Prius.
Such was the severity of the damage, several of the luxury cars have been written off, leaving their owners with the nightmare scenario of seeing their prized possessions turned into expensive scrap metal.
The total damage bill is expected to hit several million pounds. A new Ferrari 355 retails for several hundred thousand pounds.
Grab a tissue, gentlemen. There is no shame in crying.
There is only shame in being such a piss-poor driver.
Hat tip to Hubby 
Weird Conversations, and Why I Shouldn’t Be Allowed to Talk Before I Have Coffee
I swear, sometimes it just doesn’t pay to get out of bed. Last night I went to bed rather late, since Eldest was practicing her Parade and March stuff for ROTC in the kitchen, and right as I fell asleep I got an anxiety attack, so I laid in bed waiting for an hour for it to subside, thinking stupid existentialistic crap that probably solved the world’s problems, but I promptly forgot after dreaming about narwhals. Why narwhals? Because Eldest had been talking about them a couple of days ago. Shit like that just lies in wait to assault my REMs.
This morning I got up, and tripped over the little dog as I made my way with one eye open to the coffeemaker. You would think I could not screw that up, right? But noooo…. instead of creamer I poured lemon juice into my cup of coffee, not looking because A) the bottles are similar in color and size, and 2) the dog was barking to be let out. I’m hiding the bottle of lemon juice in the back of the fridge from now on.
So, I have my second cup with creamer, just in time to Skype with Hubby. YAY!! So, we talk about stuff going on over there and soon enough we are all, “Oh I miss you honey!” and “I miss you too!” and then we talk of how some stuff over there is so weird and suddenly for no reason I say:
I know! I just don’t understand why they (Muslims) would want 72 virgins. I mean, that just doesn’t make sense to me. I would rather have 72 hookers. They would know what they are doing, right?
And Hubby just looks at me with a lot of pity, because that part of the conversation had absolutely nothing to do why we miss each other. Or maybe it did, and I missed it. All I know is that today is a three pot of coffee day and I am soooo going to have a nap.
The Thrill is Gone, Baby
Just tell us commander, give us our orders and tell us where we’re going. Give us the mission.
Spoken like a real journalist.
The only thing Matthews is feeling right now is the pee running down his leg.
Yes, We Can….Not
Well, well, well…. looks like all that Hope™ has evaporated amid all that Change™:
Students Lose Zeal for Aiding Obama Again
Poor kids…. so disappointed in having to live in the Real World™ now that they are graduating from college and can’t find jobs.
Ms. Guerrero said that she did not blame Mr. Obama for the 13.4 percent unemployment rate that has gripped this state, and that she was still likely to vote for him. But as she looks to graduation this June and her job hunt ahead, the emotion she feels is fear, and she cannot imagine having the time or spirit to work for Mr. Obama.
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He hasn’t really addressed the young people, and we helped him to get elected.”
Hm….considering her entire state of Nevada is practically run by Democrats, whose fault is it?? And exactly what did you expect him to address? The only thing he likes addressing is a golfball across a green.
Mr. Obama’s campaign manager, Jim Messina, said there had been eight million voters ages 18 to 21 registered since the last election, most of whom were Democrats.“Their brothers and sisters started it, and they are going to finish it,” Mr. Messina said Monday. “They are storming into our office. Our volunteer numbers are up from where we thought they would be.”
Hey, indoctrination works! Guess what, Mr. Messina. Those “brothers and sisters” are seeing their brothers and sisters returning home jobless and putting further strain on the families. Just because they registered as Democrats since the last election doesn’t mean they will be voting Democrat in the next election. Hell, it doesn’t mean they will even vote!! And as for your volunteer numbers being up from where they would be, well, it’s easy when you start at zero, isn’t it?
I have hope that these kids start waking up to the nightmare they helped to foster. I’m not holding my breath, though.
A Newly Found Blog
Ok, I didn’t just find the guy today, but I decided to point all y’all at him today. The guy goes by Single White Alcoholic. He’s commented here a few times. Go read his blog, the dude is entertaining as hell. He is absolutely H&B material. You guy’s will love him.
On a side note, I’ve been considering a project that some of you might be interested in. If any of you are unhappy with your WordPress or Typepad or Blogger, etc., homes for your blogs, email me. I have an idea.
Ignorance
This has been making the rounds in the blogosphere, but I can’t pass up the opportunity to post it.
Click twice to embiggenify.
This letter was written ten years too late. It should have been written in 1984. Now, I’ll be the first to understand that a student shouldn’t be disruptive in class, but this is ridiculous. And it wasn’t his “disruption” that was the problem according to the teacher. It was his “disregard for authority” and not blindly accepting whatever the teacher taught him. Kids are being taught to follow, not to learn.
And this is the reason we have the OWS movement belching and whining in a thousand countries around the world!!
“One of the painful things about our time is that those who feel certainty are stupid, and those with any imagination and understanding are filled with doubt and indecision” — Bertrand Russell.
Hat tip to Hubby
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