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Monday, October 9. 2006Indian Summer, George Bush's Weather - and Economy
Why George Bush? Because he controls the weather, does he not? Thanks George, for this remarkable Indian Summer we are having. And, speaking of the diabolical Bush, isn't it time for a big Thank You to him for this economy too, which is rolling along with essentially zero unemployment, a shrinking federal deficit, a record-breaking stock market, and rising wages without inflation? Who shall we blame for this? It's called the Bush Miracle Economy, and it's the biggest news - except for the Foley thing, and NoKo's creepy nuke test - but it isn't reported, and will not be. The press will give Bush credit for nothing. They are on the other side. SubmissionSubmission is, of course, the translation of the word "islam," - and also the title of Theo Van Gogh's film - the one he was killed for making. Willisms has Part one of the film on YouTube. And, speaking of YouTube, will Google buy it for 1.6 billion? Or is it just a fad? Saturday, October 7. 2006The Death of Liberalism?From Horsefeathers:
He is a recovering Liberal, like so many conservatives. For his answers to these questions, read the whole thing. Wednesday, October 4. 2006In the good old USA, we are still Free to FartBut in Poland, where the state retains many of its old monarchical temptations as it does in most of Europe, a guy is being chased by police for farting in a reply to "How do you like our President?" Dust my Broom. Run, dude, run. Your irreverent impulses are welcome in America...except by Al Gore, who might be distressed by your immoral and reckless methane emissions. (He produces none, ya know - not counting the volume of CO2 that comes out of his mouth. He is carbon-neutral and elevator-safe, and his feces are lily-white and completely organic.) The Foley KerfuffleWhat is the big deal? Clinton did way worse with his young charges (with the sex IMs too), plus the BJs and all the rest. Why is this any different? Can't a good ol' Southern boy have his fun? How is flirting "predation?" Boys will be boys, right? Plus it's his personal life, ya know. And no BJs, as far as we know. Like a friendly uncle. Oh, it's different because Foley is gay! Gay flirting is predation. As the New New Dems wish to say, the guy is a pervert. Yes, yet another typical youth-stalking gay pervert. "And you gay Dems in the back row - Shut the hell up. We have an election to win." This would be a business-as-usual non-story if Foley were a Dem, and he wouldn't have quit, either. I am eagerly awaiting Barney Frank's and the Clinton's view of this story, but they are having too much fun watching the Repubs trip all over themselves - plus there's nothing they can say. Truly, election time is Silly Season. Wake me up when it's over. The US anti-war movement, and the Germans, in 1939New Sisyphus takes a look at a document from 1939 by the Reichspropagandaleitung. One excerpt from the piece:
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Read the whole thing, at New Sisyphus Monday, October 2. 2006The Latin Beat: More Hugo-bashingHugo Chavez is truly a character of the times. He has a way of letting MSM capture his ranting and ravings and put them on the airwaves and now he duping the Venezuelan public into believing the United States is going to send agents to assassinate him. I think he has gone off the deep end and is in need of psychiatric attention immediately before someone or some nation actually gets hurt. What really bothers me is that the Venezuelan populace is unable or unwilling to do anything about having a mad man for a leader. Hugo although a laughingstock around most parts of the globe does have his followers since his money is very petrol good. What are the Americans to do? I think we should just watch and wait because he should blow himself up within time, and by all accounts it may happen sooner than later and then maybe we should call Austin Powers to the scene. After all Hugo is becoming one big joke! Now he is saying that the US wants to assassinate him. Doubtful - he's not important enough. Speaking of Venezuela, we have finally added two Venez. blogs to our blogroll: Venezuela News and Views, and The Devil's Excrement.
Saturday, September 30. 2006Lieberman interview
Pajamas Media's Roger Simon interviews Joe Lieberman. It is politically interesting. The Youtube is here.
A Marine's Letter from Iraq This came in over the transom: Subject: Marine Intel Officer, Comments about Iraq Classification: UNCLASSIFIED All: I haven't written very much from Iraq. There's really not much to write about. More exactly, there's not much I can write about because practically everything I do, read or hear is classified military information or isdepressing to the point that I'd rather just forget about it, never mind write about it. The gaps in between all of that are filled with the pure tedium of daily life in an armed camp. So it's a bit of a struggle to think of anything to put into a letter that's worth reading. Worse, this place just consumes you. I work 18-20-hour days, every day. The quest to draw a clear picture of what the insurgents are up to never ends. Problems and frictions crop up faster than solutions. Every challenge demands a response. It's like this every day. Before I know it, I can't see straight, because it's 0400 and I've been at work for twenty hours straight, somehow missing dinner again in the process. And once again I haven't written to anyone. It starts all over again four hours later. It's not really like Ground Hog Day, it's more like a level from Dante's Inferno. Rather than attempting to sum up the last seven months, I figured I'd just hit the record setting highlights of 2006 in Iraq. These are among the events and experiences I'll remember best. Worst Case of Déjà Vu - I thought I was familiar with the feeling of déjà vu until I arrived back here in Fallujah in February. The moment I stepped off of the helicopter, just as dawn broke, and saw the camp just as I had left it ten months before - that was déjà vu. Kind of unnerving. It was as if I had never left. Same work area, same busted desk, same chair, same computer, same room, same creaky rack, same . . . everything. Same everything for the next year. It was like entering a parallel universe. Home wasn't 10,000 miles away, it was a different lifetime. Most Surreal Moment - Watching Marines arrive at my detention facility and unload a truck load of flex-cuffed midgets. 26 to be exact. I had put the word out earlier in the day to the Marines in Fallujah that we were looking for Bad Guy X, who was described as a midget. Little did I know that Fallujah was home to a small community of midgets, who banded together for support since they were considered as social outcasts. The Marines were anxious to get back to the midget colony to bring in the rest of the midget suspects, but I called off the search, figuring Bad Guy X was long gone on his short legs after seeing his companions rounded up by the giant infidels. Most Profound Man in Iraq - an unidentified farmer in a fairly remote area who, after being asked by Reconnaissance Marines (searching for Syrians) if he had seen any foreign fighters in the area replied "Yes, you." Worst City in al-Anbar Province - Ramadi, hands down. The provincial capital of 400,000 people. Killed over 1,000 insurgents in there since we arrived in February. Every day is a nasty gun battle. They blast us with giant bombs in the road, snipers, mortars and small arms. We blast them with tanks, attack helicopters, artillery, our snipers (much better than theirs), and every weapon that an infantryman can carry. Every day. Incredibly, I rarely see Ramadi in the news. We have as many attacks out here in the west as Baghdad. Yet, Baghdad has 7 million people, we have just 1.2 million. Per capita, al-Anbar province is the most violent place in Iraq by several orders of magnitude. I suppose it was no accident that the Marines were assigned this area in 2003. Bravest Guy in al-Anbar Province - Any Explosive Ordnance Disposal Technician (EOD Tech). How'd you like a job that required you to defuse bombs in a hole in the middle of the road that very likely are booby-trapped or connected by wire to a bad guy who's just waiting for you to get close to the bomb before he clicks the detonator? Every day. Sanitation workers in New York City get paid more than these guys. Talk about courage and commitment. Second Bravest Guy in al-Anbar Province - It's a 20,000 way tie among all the Marines and Soldiers who venture out on the highways and through the towns of al-Anbar every day, not knowing if it will be their last - and for a couple of them, it will be. Best Piece of U.S. Gear - new, bullet-proof flak jackets. O.K., they weigh 40 lbs and aren't exactly comfortable in 120 degree heat, but they've saved countless lives out here. Best Piece of Bad Guy Gear - Armor Piercing ammunition that goes right through the new flak jackets and the Marines inside them. Worst E-Mail Message - "The Walking Blood Bank is Activated. We need blood type A+ stat." I always head down to the surgical unit as soon as I get these messages, but I never give blood - there's always about 80 Marines in line, night or day. Biggest Surprise - Iraqi Police. All local guys. I never figured that we'd get a police force established in the cities in al-Anbar. I estimated that insurgents would kill the first few, scaring off the rest. Well, insurgents did kill the first few, but the cops kept on coming. The insurgents continue to target the police, killing them in their homes and on the streets, but the cops won't give up. Absolutely incredible tenacity. The insurgents know that the police are far better at finding them than we are. - and they are finding them. Now, if we could just get them out of the habit of beating prisoners to a pulp . . . Greatest Vindication - Stocking up on outrageous quantities of Diet Coke from the chow hall in spite of the derision from my men on such hoarding, then having a 122mm rocket blast apart the giant shipping container that held all of the soda for the chow hall. Yep, you can't buy experience. Biggest Mystery - How some people can gain weight out here. I'm down to 165 lbs. Who has time to eat? Second Biggest Mystery - if there's no atheists in foxholes, then why aren't there more people at Mass every Sunday? Continue reading "A Marine's Letter from Iraq" Thursday, September 28. 2006Golden RuleRush played a clip today of Nancy Pelosi suggesting applying the Golden Rule to our terrorist enemies. Thus far, she has not suggested applying the Golden Rule to fellow Americans, like Republicans, however. Tuesday, September 26. 2006Hungarian "lies"Thanks to Assistant Village Idiot for pointing out what those lies were that the Hungarians are getting steamed about. Because they are ordinary, everyday political lies, and not specific deceptions. Here is what Prime Minister Gyurcsany said, as quoted in Brussels Journal:
First in Europe? How about first in history? A vigorous wag of the dog's tail to this guy. Whole piece in Brussels Journal. Monday, September 25. 2006While Clinton Slept
Now, Bill Clinton was two presidents, really; he spent his first term as a the most orthodox of liberals, trying to nationalize the healthcare industry like some Arkansan Peron. The voters slapped his nose, hard, with Newt Gingrich, and Bill Clinton 2.0 signed the the conservative's Welfare Reform bill and NAFTA, then settled in to his second term as a sort of Democrat version of Warren G. Harding. He spent a lot of time trying to cobble together some narrative that would serve as his legacy, but his legacy was both defined and degraded by his shameful behavior and the lengths he would go to avoid facing up to the essential infantilism of his tenure. And it's hard to get around it: Bill Clinton had nothing to offer on the central problem of the post Soviet Union age: Islamic totalitarianism. Neither he nor any of his acolytes identified the danger that would sweep into the vacuum left by the collapse of the CCCP, and they slashed the Defense budget, cheated at golf and just plain cheated, and waited around for Monica to bring him a pizza. But hindsight for his followers is not 20/20, it's blind; how many people even remember the World Trade Center was bombed the first time while he was president? Clinton's Whitehouse just worked overtime to make sure that the intelligence agencies never talked to each other, and never told him anything he didn't want to hear. But almost by mistake, the idea that Clinton slept while Osama Bin Laden worked late was broached, and Clinton desperately wants to get that toothpaste back in the tube. The president is never really "on vacation," They all go places remote from the WhiteHouse, but the duties, responsibilities, the staff -- all of the machinery of government -- never sleep. But there is a limited amount of attention any chief executive can pay to their duties, and Clinton seemed then, as we are being reminded now, to be preoccupied with all sorts of pointless and self-serving folderol to the detriment of the United States, and in its turn, the whole wide world. Clinton doesn't like that idea to be out in the ether, because the image he's trying to cultivate of his time in office pops like a bubble under close inspection. He was doing pretty good for a while, considering how many things that belonged to America got blown up while he was in office. But Sandy Berger can't stuff everything down his pants, after all. And Clinton's taken to shouting at everybody that will listen to him, going back into his old playbook for the only thing that has ever worked for him: pretending to be the poor victim of an unfair attack, while viciously attacking his opponents. So I leave you, dear reader, with visual evidence, intentionally made to make Bill Clinton seem like what he was not, which was charming; and unintentionally showing you exactly what he was, and is: a shameless pandering slacker, always on the make for attention, never paying attention when it matters: What President Clinton was doing while Osama bin Laden planned the second World Trade Center attack. Continue reading "While Clinton Slept" Bird of the Week: Red-cockaded Woodpecker and Property Rights
They are one of a very few bird species which are found only in the US. As with other woodpecks like Downies and Hairies, the red cockade is usually not visible. These birds have unusual breeding habits: they are "cooperative" breeders, and the males incubate the eggs. Read about them here at CLO, from which we borrowed the photo. What can be learned from the news story? I think the message is that the Feds cannot expect American citizens to roll over every time a Federal bureaucracy decides they know what is best. However, it is one of the jobs of the Feds, for better or worse, to try to protect endangered species. These are Federal laws and, in this case, their enforcement threatens individual property rights, which Americans feel as strongly about - or more so - than they do about the Second Amendment. So if the Feds want to do their job effectively, they need to approach such issues in a humble, friendly, cooperative, compromising manner. In DC, far from the piney woods of North Carolina, it is all too easy to feel the power, and to forget who pays their salaries and for whom they work.
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Sunday, September 24. 2006Anyone can do it
Mix and match. Do it yourself post-modern Leftist dialectics, at No Pasaran.
Thursday, September 21. 2006How nice should we be to terrorist prisoners?Coulter thinks we are overdoing it with the moral purity thing:
Whole thing at Human Events online. Tempest in a B-Cup: Breasts, Bosoms, Boobs and Tits
But remember the fuss about that BabyTalk magazine cover last month? I thought it odd that many were upset by story about the mom breast-feeding her baby on the cover. Some termed the image "disgusting." Meanwhile, that magazine for new moms probably sat on a magazine rack five feet from a wide variety of porn magazines. Why did anyone find that Baby Talk cover worthy of comment at all, much less negative comment? Can a society be puritanical and licentious at the same time? Well, why not? We're not supposed to be reminded that breasts are for food? Nobody gets upset about using T&A to sell things (tits=hits, as the old blog expression goes), but something about using breasts to feed babies seemed to touch a nerve. Very strange, because feeding a baby is the most natural and beautiful thing in the world, or so we are told. I figured that it bothered people because it's an animal function, and we aren't animals, are we? John of Part-time Pundit has a theory, as quoted in his piece Where Feminism and Motherhood are Forced to Do Battle, in the Daily Illini:
The whole piece is here.
No workplace rules or social rules will ever prevent men from staring, or admiring, or glancing, or covertly appreciating. Guys are made to like them - and women are always interested in their own, too. No amount of PC will prevent this fun and intriguing male pastime. But I think that it is an unusual guy - or an adolescent boy - who would find nursing mothers sexually titillating. The American Academy of Pediatrics recommends breast-feeding for a minimum of 12 months. Not only is it best for the baby, but it's best for the mom, too. Every month a mom breastfeeds, she reduces her risk of breast cancer. Moms with jobs find it challenging, unsurprisingly. Image on top of blog: Picasso's Nursing Mother For a t-rated, adolescent-type humor image, see continuation page for a gal for guys (or gals) who think they have it all. Continue reading "Tempest in a B-Cup: Breasts, Bosoms, Boobs and Tits"
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Wednesday, September 20. 2006Sorta Reuters Photo of the Week
Protest Politics, ca. 2006Mitchell gets it (quoted his piece in full, below, from Democracy Project). Our bold font:
Tuesday, September 19. 2006Comparative Religion
Read the whole thing. Image: Botticelli's very late work, Mystic Crucifixion Poll: Dems prefer suicide
Read the rest, at Borowitz. "Listening to the diverse narratives of oppressed peoples"Quote from piece at Ace:
Monday, September 18. 2006The Dartmouth Party Line, and why it matters
Joe's Dartblog follows the story closely from Hanover. It's an important story not only because Dartmouth is an important college: it's important because it sets an example for what alumni groups at other colleges could do when they are displeased by what is being done to their alma mater. In an era in which the tenured radicals and anti-traditionalists use their colleges and universities as laboratories for social engineering and experimentation, many alumni tend to feel dismayed, but helpless. Strangely - but not strangely - the Dartmouth administration is seeking to crush those who do not hew to the Party Line. The Party Line, at the moment, is to change the rules so that petition candidates cannot be elected as trustees. Their use of "push-polling" and intimidation are among the methods which are being applied. That sets one heck of an example for the academic ideal of diversity of opinion and considering different viewpoints. Woops - I forgot. Those ideals are just an antiquated, un-progressive, and obsolete tradition. Viva la Revolucion! Update: A comment from our Dr. Bliss: It's not just about setting an example for other higher education institutions - it's about setting examples for all levels of education. The teacher's colleges take their cues from the Ivies. The entire anti-traditionalist, political-correctness dhimmitude, dumbing-down, feel-good, social-engineering movement in primary school has been inspired by what the big guys do and say, and not just by their own socio-political agendas. One sobering example from a teacher patient of mine (a fellow who uses the subjunctive properly), who told me on Friday that the public schools in MA no longer teach grammar. It's too difficult for the kids, and it's elitist! If that's difficult and elitist, then try taking Physical Chemistry.
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