Monday, July 20, 2009

There are SOME Randian superheroes left.

Heh-heh.

According to the signs he posted for "Hope-y, Change-y Obama Lemonade," the drink had special "class warfare prices" that depended on each customer's income. Those who made less than $25,000 per year were to pay 25 cents, while those in the upper income brackets paid a full five bucks. The profits will help Scherle's grandson pay off the federal deficit in 2030, according to one sign.


That's probably better at getting the point across than the way I would have done it.

I would have used the opportunity for a little "Re-Redistribution Of Wealth." Those making under $25K would have to pay the five bucks, and those making more would pay increasingly less ("increasingly less?" WTF does THAT mean?) until, if you're a multimillionaire, you'd pay nothing at all. It's the opposite of progressivism. What would one call that, exactly, CONgressivism?

Then, when the poor bought their expensive lemonade, I'd shout at them "See? Now you know how it FEELS, asshole!"

[Xposted to BFA.]

Friday, July 17, 2009

What is it with Nixons & secrecy? MO guv's aide squashes ANOTHER report. This time it's e. coli at 19X upper safe limit, not MIAC. Places lives at risk, to protect Memorial Day tourism $ at Lake of the Ozarks.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

It's the dog days of summer, folks.

It's hard to get enthused about blogging for the next little while. Even when Senator Leahy goes on TV and tells outright, factcheckable falsehoods.

[LEAHY to SOTOMAYOR:] You said that, quote, you "would hope that a wise Latina woman with the richness of her experiences would reach wise decisions."


Well, no. That's not what she said. If she had, there would be no grounds for objection about it.

But here's what she DID say (emphasis added), and there's PLENTY to object about it.

“I would hope that a wise Latina woman with the richness of her experiences would more often than not reach a better conclusion than a white male who hasn’t lived that life,” said Judge Sotomayor...


No, Senator, what she said was not simply a compliment in a vacuum on the decision-making abilities of Latin women. What she said could easily and honestly be interpreted as a Latin Supremacist view.

The most benign interpretation of your quote, Senator, is that you are too stupid to know the difference. But then, one does not get elected Senator if one is stupid.

Which means, Senator Leahy, that you are not stupid, but a liar.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Linkfest: 7/3/09.

Nixon veto means certain people's heads must remain imprisoned.

Not that you'd know it from the media which would rather cover Republican sex scandals, but Congressman Conyers' (D-MI) wife admits to taking bribes.

Rep. William Jefferson (D-LA)caught on tape taking bribes.

Becker-Posner launches the War On Hyperlinks. [H/T 2InfoWars.]

Expanding copyright law to bar online access to copyrighted materials without the copyright holder's consent, or to bar linking to or paraphrasing copyrighted materials without the copyright holder's consent, might be necessary to keep free riding on content financed by online newspapers from so impairing the incentive to create costly news-gathering operations that news services like Reuters and the Associated Press would become the only professional, nongovernmental sources of news and opinion.


He who controls the present controls the past. Democrat-controlled Congress talks of purging Reagan's name from Ronald Reagan National Airport.
Can we take Clinton's name off his Presidential Library, too?

Jihad Cyndi imprisoned for pulling an Allred/Sharpton/Jesse Jackson-style Meddle Caper. Good. Maybe they'll keep her. Probably not. All those people with Qs and Zs and "Eem"s in their names who donated money to her on 9/11/01 and in the days immediately following will probably bail her out.

Recession? What recession? Remember the $100 burger? Well, now you can have a $700 coffee with it. Imagine how expensive it would have been if it wasn't made out of cat poop.

Let me get this straight. Sanford visits his chick in South America and it's some big traveshamockery. Biden visits his kid in Iraq and it's all just hunky-dory?

I wonder . . .

... how many shared dreams there are in the collective sub/unconscious ether. You know, the dreams everyone seems to have more than once.

I can think of at least five. I don't count the falling one, because it's more a sensation as you fall asleep than an actual dream. But here are some of the ones I'm able to identify.

There's the one where you go to school/work naked. The one where you are taking or are about to take a test you haven't studied for. The flying one. The one where the closet at the end of your bed opens up and becomes a puppet theater, and demonic Punch & Judy puppets rise from the suspiciously red-glowing area below and tell you awful, horrible things, like how they're going to stab everyone in your family. And finally, the one where you're in a public place like a library or a department store or a restaurant and you either have to poop or have let a very wet-sounding fart and need to check your underwear, and the only "restroom" in the place isn't a room at all, but a single stall out in the middle of everything, and the walls only come up to seated-armpit height or the door is missing or unable to shut, so everyone can see you, and you go into it and don't know how exactly you're going to do your business without everyone looking at you, and then you wake up.

What's that, you've never had the last two? Well, in that case, neither have I! I, uh, have a FRIEND who has, and he told me about it! Yeah, that's it!