Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Ill-advised Strategy to fight Hate?

Is BANNING HATE GROUPS progressive, or does it drive them underground, where it's harder to tell what they're up to?

I'm never unhappy to see them get grief from any quarter, but I do have some fear that such legislation puts the rest of us at a disadvantage. Curtailing free speech also sets a bad precedent and leaves everybody vulnerable in the long run.

Government attacks on 1st Amendment rights in The United States in recent years make this a relevant issue, despite that this story is from Germany. While I'm sure the German lawmakers are well-intentioned in this case, we all know what they say about good intentions.

It's simply easier to fight an enemy who remains in the open.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

The Medium is the Weapon

Whatever, call me Martial MacGregor...

CelticGods posted this information as a comment on another post but I thought it deserved front page.

FOX (faux) NEWS Fought for the right to lie


And now they're punishing honest people, and will probably win.

Further evidence that our lives mean less than nothing to the people at the top.

Whizz Quiz

Alternate title: The Peasants Are Revolting

If you are ever required to pass a urine test to collect government benefits that you have paid for out of every paycheck you have ever received, give them what they want. Bottle your urine and mail it to your state senator, congressman, city council people... the lot of them.

Render under to Caesar the things which are Caesar's...

Thursday, March 26, 2009

The War On Poverty

That's my catchy headline. That's my attention grabber. The phrase I really want you to consider is "The War Against The Poor." That's what is happening in this country. It's no exaggeration. The richest Americans hate the rest of us and that has become increasingly evident, going far beyond the slobs at AIG and other corporations blackmailing us into a bailout and then using the money to party and dance on the grave of the dead economy. They think we are scum.

Yes, I'm angry. Does it show? My latest outrage is fueled by this latest story that many states want to pass LEGISLATION THAT WOULD MAKE DRUG TESTING MANDATORY for anybody on public assistance.

Excuse me?

No executive at any auto manufacturer, banking institution, or insurance company has been asked to piss in a cup to collect their welfare money, but now a person whose job has been cut due to the vulgar excesses of their bosses will have to test to collect an unemployment check? That is beyond insulting. Parents who have lost their homes and livelihood will have to test to get food stamps so their children don't starve?

Excuse me?

And this fat bastard from West Virginia has the gall to say that "Nobody is being forced into these programs." That is sickening and a good example of just how out of touch the people that run this dump remain.

I repeat: These people hate us. They wouldn't piss on any of us if we were on fire, let alone piss in a cup to prove they were worthy of our bailout money.

Yes, I am angry. I am furious and sickened.

These latest attacks on the poor are shameful. Expect more to come. They are out for our blood.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Jersey is pro-Bush

or anti-immigration or something...

But it looks to me like they plan to BRING BUSH BACK!!!, and ban Brazilians.

Oh, the horror...

The horror...

Saturday, March 07, 2009

The stars are very very far away...

Long before the internet boom and long before the Yahoo IPO, there was Jonathan Swift. And now there there is Wikipedia, and you can believe what you read there or not, but the Wikipedia folks put it this way:

Swift describes the Yahoos as vile and savage creatures, filthy and with unpleasant habits, resembling human beings far too closely for the liking of protagonist Lemuel Gulliver, who finds the calm and rational society of intelligent horses the Houyhnhnms far preferable. The Yahoos are primitive creatures obsessed with "pretty stones" they find by digging in mud, thus representing the distasteful materialism and ignorant elitism Swift encountered in Britain. Hence the term "Yahoo" has become synonymous with "cretin," "dinosaur," and/or "Neanderthal."

Far be it from me to pass judgment on the human race, but sometimes that sounds just about right. Sometimes I'm pleasantly surprised. There are times, being also guilty of digging through the mud for shiny stones, that I even surprise myself. Maybe the truth is that we are all part Yahoo and part Houyhnhnm, in varying degrees, sometimes both within the same day, or hour even. I do try, putting more effort into it some days than others, to remain level, four-legged, and rational. No delusions though. When I'm not digging in it, I'm looking down into it. I want those shiny stones.

But I digress. I always digress. I wake up every morning and forage in the digital mud for shiny stones. Yahoo (the new Yahoo), for me, is the source for two things: Weather, because God forbid I'm caught unawares in a situation that would undo the crease in my trousers, and my daily horoscope. I've become fascinated by astrology. It's not so much a fascination with astrology itself but a fascination with the fascination for astrology. It's yet another "higher power" that I can't really put my faith in, but can't discount either. Who am I to dismiss it entirely? Yet it's part of my daily routine. Today's astral wisdom: You're in the middle of the madhouse today, no matter where you may be. Work, school and even your home seem filled with people who all want a part of you -- try to call for reinforcements! Too late. All my friends have other plans, and I'm too tired to invoke the devil under the sink. We're going to have to wing it in Brooklyn tonight.

The most cutting indictment of the daily horoscope I've ever encountered came a few years back, while out tempting my own romantic fate. I was joking, but she didn't know it. Of course she didn't because we had really only just met. What kind of buffoon would look a woman in the eye, especially a beautiful, sexy, tattooed, downtown gypsy woman ("I'm not dark and scary. I'm just drawn this way.") and ask, "What's your sign?" She rolled her eyes, looked away for a moment and looked back and replied, "The stars are very very far away."


There are a ton of them out there though, aren't there? They seem to form shapes too. Gods and monsters, some of them so clearly gods and monsters and noble beasts you could almost start thinking about intelligent design.


Stars, mythology, cards, dice, chicken entrails, UFOs, religion... shiny things dredged from the sludge. Or not? Again, who am I? Agnostic, but rarely dismissive.

I believe in Jonathan Swift. I have used the word "Swiftian" in conversation. He makes more sense every day, if you're paying attention.

The stars though: How many years does it take for their light to get from them to us. It's strange to think that by the time we see the light, the whole big ball of gas might have burned itself right the hell out.