We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
But we didn't build that ourselves. Other people did that - our readers did that, but I know they read us for our recipes.
Are we a Conservative website? I think of us as more Small Government-Libertarian in our political ethos. "That government is best which governs least - that government is best which governs not at all." (That's a Thoreau quote, variously also attributed to Tom Paine and Tom Jefferson.) We're freedom-from-government-power-and-control people. Like this:
The actions of James Holmes are not a reflection on us or on that imaginary village that raises all of us. It is a reflection on him. To forget that by assigning responsibility to the gun or the movie is to abdicate individual responsibility and throw up our hands to the liberal gods of government and the police state to come and save us from ourselves. And they will eagerly answer the call.
On rare occasions I agree with the teachers' unions, to whom this was an election year favor. I don't think the feds have any proper role in education. I don't even think the states have a proper role in education. Important things like education and medical care need to be kept far away from politicians.
Related, from Harsanyi: Are Obama's Ideas Un-American? - If not un-American, the ideas that propel Obama's re-election campaign are certainly unprecedented.
"Does your cauliflower have a large carbon footprint?"
The shy master of the electric guitar, a guitarist's guitarist with, to my amateur ear, perfect taste without gratuitous flash. I think he was Robbie Robertson's hero, and hero of many others too: THE MESSIAH WILL COME AGAIN (LIVE 1976)
The man refuses to retire to his pads in Malibu, New Orleans, and Scotland on his Social Security, and thus sets a good example for us all. Most days now, he can only croak like a frog but on some days he can sort-of sing the songs. But that's not the point.
The rumor is that arthritis is what has him banging chords on the piano instead of using his guitar. I don't know. The olde expression is "It's good enough for rock n' roll." Sipp can maybe splain that to you.
I plan to catch Bob somewhere this fall, with the kids and some of my pals. Good fun, even if it were not with the great Knopfler.
You have to admire people who just won't quit, who keep on keepin' on. It's an American thing.
One feature of Dylan performances is the age range of the audiences these days. Are we tempted to bring the tiny one along? Yes, tempted. He did seem to enjoy Paul Simon.
Congress’ pathetic inability to manage the Postal Service won’t sink the republic, but the ineptitude and selfishness on display in the process just might. If Congress approaches the “fiscal cliff” it has set up for the end of this year with no more statesmanship and wisdom than it has exhibited in the USPS matter, the United States will be headed for the biggest man-made financial disaster in its history.
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost at his house in Berkeley Square, And a Spirit came to his bedside and gripped him by the hair— A Spirit gripped him by the hair and carried him far away, Till he heard as the roar of a rain-fed ford the roar of the Milky Way: Till he heard the roar of the Milky Way die down and drone and cease, And they came to the Gate within the Wall where Peter holds the keys. "Stand up, stand up now, Tomlinson, and answer loud and high "The good that ye did for the sake of men or ever ye came to die— "The good that ye did for the sake of men on the little Earth so lone!" And the naked soul of Tomlinson grew white as the rain-washed bone. "O I have a friend on Earth," he said, "that was my priest and guide, "And well would he answer all for me if he were at my side." —"For that ye strove in neighbour-love it shall be written fair, "But now ye wait at Heaven's Gate and not in Berkeley Square: "Though we called your friend from his bed this night, he could not speak for you, "For the race is run by one and one and never by two and two."
Then Tomlinson looked up and down, and little gain was there, For the naked stars grinned overhead, and he saw that his soul was bare. The Wind that blows between the Worlds, it cut him like a knife, And Tomlinson took up the tale and spoke of his good in life. "O this I have read in a book," he said, "and that was told to me, "And this I have thought that another man thought of a Prince in Muscovy." The good souls flocked like homing doves and bade him clear the path, And Peter twirled the jangling Keys in weariness and wrath. "Ye have read, ye have heard, ye have thought," he said, "and the tale is yet to run: "By the worth of the body that once ye had, give answer—what ha' ye done?"
Then Tomlinson looked back and forth, and little good it bore, For the darkness stayed at his shoulder-blade and Heaven's Gate before:— "O this I have felt, and this I have guessed, and this I heard men say, "And this they wrote that another man wrote of a carl in Norroway." "Ye have read, ye have felt, ye have guessed, good lack! Ye have hampered Heaven's Gate; "There's little room between the stars in idleness to prate! "For none may reach by hired speech of neighbour, priest, and kin "Through borrowed deed to God's good meed that lies so fair within; "Get hence, get hence to the Lord of Wrong, for thy doom has yet to run, "And . . . the faith that ye share with Berkeley Square uphold you, Tomlinson!"
What divides liberals and conservatives is not roads and bridges but Julia’s world, an Obama campaign creation that may be the most self-revealing parody of liberalism ever conceived. It’s a series of cartoon illustrations in which a fictional Julia is swaddled and subsidized throughout her life by an all- giving government of bottomless pockets and “Queen for a Day” magnanimity. At every stage, the state is there to provide — preschool classes and cut-rate college loans, birth control and maternity care, business loans and retirement. The only time she’s on her own is at her grave site.
Bill Whittle explains why Progressive policies exist regardless of whether they achieve their purported purposes. In case you haven't seen this excellent summary elsewhere:
More of these fun satirical pics here. (h/t Insty)
If Obama believes that anybody who achieves their dreams (very few of us ever do) did it by cheating or luck, does that apply to him too?
By hook or by crook, I achieved one of my dreams by constructing a website that Marianne reads.
Perhaps the implied message is that, if you are disappointed in life (and who is not, in some ways?), it's not your fault. And, of course, it often is not because Reality is a bitch and we are not perfect either.
There is something rather strange going on here, Mr. Jones, but it seems about half the country is OK with it.
In this blogger's case, not zero-carb but close to it. He did it without exercise. He helpfully reviews the nonsense about low-fat diets too. There is no evidence, it seems, that a low-fat diet does any good at all for heart disease or anything else.
That's basically the Maggie's weight-loss diet. Fruit, bread, cereal, pasta, beans, corn, juice, sugar - all are instant poison if you desire weight loss, energy, good vigor, and a springy step. Bacon is good for you!
People on no-carb diets feel better, feel less lazy.
I remember when I got upset years ago when my doc advised me to avoid fats and red meats to lower my cholesterol. My doc now (that older good fellow retired) is up-to-date. He says that, if you want to stay in shape, quit the carbs and eat all the eggs and meat you want. He says fruit is the killer, because people have the idea that fruit is healthy.
The more the growing irrelevance of race in society at large, the more the desperation of those careers that cannot continue without it. Rev. Wright, Obama pastor emeritus, last week was, in Alfred Rosenberg-fashion, bemoaning evil “white DNA.” I’ll pass on the NAACP convention other than to note that the media sought to accuse Romney of racism because he had the fortitude to give his plain message to an audience without pandering.
200 Screaming SEIU Goons 
Details of tour 
Tomlinson (1891) 
More of these fun satirical pics 
In this blogger's case, 
Man With World's Largest Penis 
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