troopstrax update
Keith of GIParty.org redesigned the TROOPStrax site. It look incredible, don't you think?
Thank you for everything, Keith!
We are over $1200.00.
I love the entire world tonight, and that's not just the vodka speaking.
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February 28, 2003
friday night music
They were talking about bad song lyrics today at The Corner and NRO
Well, it's Friday evening and I'm drunk before 7. If it's bad song lyrics you want, it's bad song lyrics you got. Friday night also means a new music upload for you. Combining both subjects I bring you The Left Rights with Take a Shit
Blame the Tequila and the stressed out week. I apologize in advance.
I have tons of bad song lyrics. I'm sure you do too. But these take the cake.
I promise to put better music up later. Would you prefer punk or metal?
Shit, I wanna take a shit
Everybody wanna take a shit
Come on come on
Shit, I wanna take a shit
Everybody wanna take a shit
Shit, I wanna take a shit
Everybody wanna take a shit
Come on come on
Shit, I wanna take a shit
Everybody wanna take a shit
I will now tell you about the poo
If you dont drop the poo
The poo dumps you
If you dont drop the poo
The poo dumps you
You all go to school and learn about the poo
Shit ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Come on come on
Shit ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Come on come on
Cats, I wanna check the cats (meow)
Everybody wanna check the cats (MEOW)
Come on come on
Shit, I wanna take a shit
Everybody wanna take a shit
Shit, do do do do do do do do do
Come on come on do do do do do do do do do
I will now tell you about the poo
If you dont drop the poo
The poo dumps you
If you dont drop the poo
The poo dumps you
You all go to school and learn about the poo
Heh
You should be reading Chris Muir's Day by Day.
from the petafiles
I've been thinking about this one and kept putting it on the back burner. I needed to let my rage calm down to at least a simmer before I could compose a rational thought on the subject.
In the two years since I've been keeping this weblog, I have kept tabs on PETA and wrote about them often. So it comes as no big shock to me that PETA has compared the victims of the Holocaust with turkeys and chickens.
PETA and other animal activist organizations like ALF have long held that animals are deserving of the same, if not more, rights than humans. I've read far too many articles where some militant animal activist declares that he would still protest animal testing even if it meant a cure for AIDS or cancer could be found by using animals.
That kind of thinking goes beyond reason to me. I cannot wrap my mind around the fact that there exists a group of people who put the Holocaust on the same level as meat packing.
The images used in PETA's display are alarming, frightening and hateful. Again, this should not be a surprise. This is the same group that handed out bloodied cardboard crowns to children at Burger King and told these kids that their parents are murderers. They played the terrorist card after 9/11, equating eating meat with terrorism.
Look at the images on this page. Who in their right mind can compare those children to pigs? This is not activism. It is careless, reckless manipulation.
Decades from now, what will you tell your grandchildren when they ask you whose side you were on during the “animals’ holocaust”? Will you be able to say that you stood up against oppression, even when doing so was considered “radical” or “unpopular”? Will you be able to say that you could visualize a world without violence and realized that it began at breakfast?
I don't know whether to laugh or cry. Many of the people I personally know who support PETA and their tactics also support the mass killings of Jews by suicide bombers, want to free cop killers from jail and would rather see children starve than eat genetically grown food.
Another case of "how good will this make me feel when I go to bed tonight?" The self-absorbed leftists strike again.
Excuse me while I go participate in something called the food chain.
Arthur has a much more reasonable expose on this issue.
by the way....
If you would like to contact me regarding TROOPtrax, you can now reach me at trooptrax@asmallvictory.net.
who wants to marry a dictator?
I figured out how Fox can capitalize on the success of Joe Millioniare.
See, they can't actually have a second season of the show, because the "surprise" is already known and no one would sign up to be a contestant. So, new season, new twist.
Joe Billionaire.
The dude is suave and worldy. He has the papers to prove that he is indeed worth two billion dollars.
The girls swoon over this tall, dark and handsome man who needs a translator.
Of course, the twist revealed at the end is that he is a ruthless dictator.
Will the winner stay with him and share in his millions even though the rest of his country is starving and he regularly tortures people?
Or will she do a quick check of her morals and realize all the riches in the world are not worth shacking up with a man who hides anthrax in his basement?
I guess that all depends on whether the contestants are culled from the current crop of human shields or not.
Up next: Joe Multi-Millionaire: How good do you look in a suicide bomber belt, girls?
even better than the real thing, pt. 2
In what will probably become a regular feature of this blog, reader Bill takes on another Ted Rall strip.
Remember folks, this is parody.
Click for bigger images
Ted's original:
Bill's parody:
Excellent work, Bill!
another sign
NOTE: If you are linking to Operation TROOPtrax, please use the new URL. Thank you.
Note to my sister Lisa, I am taking Natalie for an emergency dentist visit. I'll be at work around 11.
Oliver's army*
Oliver floats a balloon:
I've been thinking a lot about post-Saddam Iraq and all the argument about what should and can be done to the country. I think bloggers and other concerned citizens should come up with a list of certain rights, freedoms, governmental structures that we feel would really put Iraq on the word to an actual, living democracy. I'll have mine up sometime tomorrow.
Interesting concept. I think all bloggers who have been writing about the war - pro or con - should take part in this.
I also couldn't help noticing that the Amazon ad on Oliver's site was currently touting Ann Coulter's Slander while I was there.
*the title is not a good one for this post, I just always wanted to use it.
someone beat them with a reality stick, please
Someone posted this story on Indymedia, perhaps in an effort to get people to think twice about who and what they are supporting by becoming human shields.
Excerpt:
"It was my 30th birthday on the day my father and I tried with others to escape into Saudi Arabia. We were captured, taken back to Kuwait City and then placed in a camp beside an oil refinery to prevent allied bombing of key installations."We were made to work all day on cleaning duties, and given little to eat and drink. After three months, I was taken back to Kuwait and then to Baghdad. That was the last time I saw my dad. They moved him around and he suffered a heart attack and died."
She added: "The war can't come soon enough as far as my family is concerned. My mother never recovered from my father's death."
Hundreds of westerners - including everyone on a British Airways flight to India that had stopped to refuel and a seven-year-old British boy, Stuart Lockwood - were taken to Iraq after the invasion.
Most women and children were quickly released. French hostages were set free in October. German citizens were released in November, followed by Japanese.
The remaining hostages, most of them British and Americans, were kept until December.
Wendy Major and her father were real human shields. They were taken against thier will and forced to guard locations that were in danger of being bombed. They did not do this voluntarily.
They were moved between power stations, oil refineries, military installations and factories, as their captors tried to cover possible bomb targets. They were watched by armed guards at all times. Many suffered dysentery and some caught cholera.
The men and women that are in Iraq right now, posing as human shields, have no idea what it means to be just that. They are walking around Iraq like tourists, staying in hotels and signing up to guard hospitals, schools and homes of senior citizens; places least likely to be bombed.
Who will be surprised when these naive sympathizers of Saddam are taken by Iraqi guards and forced to stand by oil refineries and army bases? Who will be shocked when the first "human shield" dies at the hands of the Iraqi army?
No one should be shocked or surprised, and the only people who will claim to be horrified at this turn of events will be the human shields themselves, who refused to acknowledge that Saddam is a ruthless human being who cares little about the lives of others, especially westerners.
Charlene Coutre, an American banker who was held in Kuwait and Iraq for 132 days after refusing to leave her husband, describes the peace volunteers as thoroughly selfish."They haven't thought about the consequences if allied forces have to rescue them because they have been so foolish. What are they going to say to the families of dead soldiers who have tried to rescue them?"
Her husband, Stuart Williams, 58, was beaten with rifle butts and forced to eat from a rubbish-filled ditch at a Kuwaiti oil refinery before being taken to Iraq and placed at a military base south-west of Baghdad.There, he said Iraqi forces tested chemical weapons on dogs by night.
"They're not human shields," he said of the volunteers. "They have no idea what it's like to be beaten, shot at or imprisoned."
Mr Eliopoulos urged the peace activists to support regime change. "If these people are concerned about the welfare of the Iraqi people, they should think first and foremost about what kills the Iraqi people; makes the Iraqi people suffer today".
And what is the leftist answer to this eye-opening story?
The lone comment on this thread reads as follows:
More CIA troll crap by Prescott Bush money man to the 3rd Reich 6:01am Thu Feb 27 '03 You really are a despicable low life aren't you.When profits it thee to sell thyself for the entire world and lose thy soul?
But then again you have no soul, so you are beating the devil, aren't you? Enjoy hell.
Typical response in that anything that goes against the leftist point of view or points the folly of their beliefs is quickly deemed a CIA plot, a lie or propaganda.
They do not want to see the reality of the situation and, unfortunately, reality will smack them in the face with a 2X4 when they find themselves unwillingly guarding an Iraqi military installation and being tortured, starved and beaten in the process.
TROOPtrax has its own home now
Over $1,000 donated already. That's ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS.
From now on, all posts and news regarding TROOPtrax will be here. Thanks to Kymberlie for getting the blog for TROOPtrax up and running last night.
I want to start posting some of the emails I've received from service members, along with constant updates of how the project is progressing. I'll be working on both the site and the project all weekend, so bear with me while things slow down for a bit during the day today. There's not much I can do from my office without an internet connection.
If you are linking to TROOPtrax, please use the new URL. Thanks!
February 27, 2003
nighty night, rabbit*
I have to get to bed. This has been an exhausting day.
Sorry for the lack of real posting, I will get back on track tomorrow.
Meanwhile, this TroopTrax thing is taking off like a rocket. Thanks to Kymberlie, the new site for the project will be located here.
Sorry to all those I left stranded on AIM. I left to do laundry and never came back.
Thank you everyone who made this day so wonderful. My faith in humanity and the genorisity and kindness of people has been validated.
* My favorite bugs bunny episode. Ever.
more updates and thanks
Can I just say HOLY SHIT!?
I never expected this kind of response at all. The best part is I heard from so many service people - active and retired - who offered all kinds of help in getting the packages to the troops. They love the idea of having music sent over.
A couple of thanks for the moment:
Heather, who is donating the cds she had listed at Half.com
Michael Santana, a musician who is donating 20 of each of his three cds.
Keith from GI Party, whose brain I am going to pick endlessly through this whole thing.
Glenn for the Instalanche that sent quite a few donors over here.
Robb Allen, for the fantastic logo:
And, especially, all the donors so far who (in just seven hours) have donated 600 dollars.
If someone can help me install a new blog onto my copy of Moveable Type, I would be forever grateful.
And I promise to get back to regular blogging tomorrow. Right now I am overwhelmed by the generosity of my readers and the blogosphere in general. Our troops are going to be very happy.
forging ahead with this
UPDATE: Heh. An hour's work and I got this far. It's slowly coming back, I think.
Working on making a separate page for the project. Whew, I cannot keep up with all the good emails!
Thanks to everyone who linked and everyone who donated so far. I put this idea up at 2pm today and I already have collected more than 300500 dollars! Plus, this band has donated 50 copies of thier cd.
I now have a name for the project, thanks to Michael Demmons -
TROOPtrax
As soon as I force myself to remember my HTML skills to get the new page ready, I will work on a button that says "TROOPtrax" in case you would like to use a button to link. Plus, I'll make up stickers to put in with all the packages.
So blogging might be a bit light tonight while I work on this project.
Again, thank you to Carol, who was the impetus behind this drive, and Stacy whose idea it was to use half.com, and everyone who has made what is going to be a time-consuming project totally worth doing.
And a special thanks to those soldiers who emailed me with lists of other things they could use besides CDs - though I have to say they sound really excited about getting a fresh batch of music.
Ok, onward with the HTML re-educuation.
Carol says we shouldn't buy any music on this list. Heh.
update on Music for the Troops (which needs a better name)
A good news/bad news/good news sort of thing.
So I get home and finally get into my Yahoo mailbox after not accessing it all day. The first thing I see is notices from Paypal. I've collected over $100 already for the Music for the Troops project. Thank you to those donaters.
The other five emails are from people saying things like:
This is a really stupid idea. As stupid as your Pizza for the IDF idea.
and
Dumb. Dumb. Dumb. It's never going to work. Stop pushing the issue. Do something uselful with your time, like getting a life. Stop supporting Bush's terrorism.
Anyhow, fuck y'all. I'm just trying to do something good here and I don't need your negative vibes. Didn't your mama tell you if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all?
I think there are people around here who are just not happy unless they are bullying someone.
Anyhow, I've received some good ideas to put in the packages besides CDs. If I get enough donations, I'll add some comic books and coffee to each package.
Four people have come up with specific addresses to send the stuff to, so we don't have to mark it "Any Serviceman," ensuring it will get there.
You can send me anything you want that's appropriate to put into the packages. The CDs are the main thing but other than that, I'm getting lists of stuff we can add to the boxes. If you donate through Paypal, drop a little note with your donation if you want your money to go to either a specific CD or something else, like coffee, aspirin, etc.
If anyone wants to check and see what MP3s are available to download - the ones out in the public domain and legal to download - that would be great.
Thanks.
A little music goes a long way: Help us support the troops
UPDATE 3: People are concerned that any packages sent to non-specific servicemen (as in "ANY SERVICEMAN) will not be opened due to anthrax issues. I am in the midst of compiling a list of specific people who are already over there, so the packages will be shipped to them and shared with their platoon. If you know of a service person who might want to receive and share a package of CDs with his troop, please let me know.
I hope I have addressed all of your concerns. Some of the email I received today has been downright nasty and dismissive concerning this project.
UPDATE 2: Several people have suggested using Half.com to buy cds for as little as 5 dollars a pop, or raiding your own cd collection. Both those ideas are worthy.
I was thinking that this would have been a great thing, because I would have sent packages to a few different platoons and they could have opened a huge box filled with CDs.
So as long as you people trust me, and I've never given you a reason not to, we can work this two ways:
1. Deposit a few bucks in the Paypal tip jar with a note as to what CDs or type of music you would like it to go towards.
2. Buy the CDs from Half.com and have them shipped to me. I really like the idea of sending out entire packages from the blogging community.
I would still do the whole thing with the lists of names and notes from everyone who participated.
Is this workable? What do you think?
To the two generous people who already left money in the PayPal account this afternoon, I will use that money to purchase CDs if that is ok with you.
Comments, suggestions?
UPDATE: The road to hell, etc.
Obviously, this (deleted post) was not a good idea as I have been informed that the soldiers could be court-martialed for having MP3s.
If anyone else has another way to show our support for the troops, let me know.
Excuse me while I go feel dejected.
Rather Not
(This post made possible by Lisa and e-mail).
There were several times during Dan Rather's interview with that despicable dictator last night where I had to turn the channel. At times I felt uncomfortable, at times I felt irate.
I just read the entire transcript of the interview.
Dan Rather should be ashamed of himself. He gave a full hour of television time to a tyrant, a murderer, a sadistic man who hates America. Rather did it unabashedly, without shame or trepidation. This charade of an interview was nothing more than a commercial for appeasement.
CBS should also be ashamed for airing this garbage. In a time where we are getting ready to go to war with Iraq, CBS is showing an hour long session of cozy coffee talk with the leader of that country.
What was the purpose of this interview? Have the ratings for the Michael Jackson feeding frenzy made the network execs go mad with hunger? This was the equivalent of Saddam Unplugged. I can almost here Rather and his bosses saying "Let's show the nice, gentle side of Saddam. Make sure he doesn't wear his military clothing. Focus on his face every time it looks like he may smile. It's about time Americans saw Saddam the humane, generous leader."
If they really want to jumpstart their ratings, CBS could make a season-long project out of this. Call it, Oh, the Humanity! Each week, Rather could interview someone who has a bad reputation. Coffee Talk with Arafat, where Yasser the Wonderful shows us how he knits sweaters for orphans in his spare time. Mugabe and Me, where Rather talks a long walk through the plains of Africa with Mugabe as they discuss his love of jigsaw puzzles and fluffy bunnies. My Dinner with Bud Selig.
Come on, let's give them a season's worth of Oh, the Humanity!
TupperWAR lady of the day!
on with it
What did I get out of Bush's speech last night, you ask? (I swear, some of you did ask).
Basically, this is what I heard:
To the Middle East: Quit it. Play nice, play fair or you are going to be really sorry when democracies are handed out and we skip right over you.
To Saddam: You are dead meat, buddy. In fact, you have already ceased to exist to me. Get the hell out of my way so I can get on with bringing peace and liberation to the people of your region.
To France and Germany: WhatEVER.
Basically, it was all just pretty words - nothing you don't already know if you read or watch the news every day. For those who were upset that Wheel of Fortune was pre-empted for the speech, well they were most likely surprised to find out that Bush wants to liberate Iraq and not blow the whole country into little bitty pieces.
I sense a movement in the force. Turkey is complying. The House of Commons is backing Blair. Russia is folding, France will follow and Bush gets his U.N. resolution.
Which really won't matter in the long run, because this battle started long ago. Now is the time to put up or shut up; to get moving with the real part of the war, stop with the speeches and addresses to the U.N. and just do it already.
By the way, did anyone really care what Saddam Hussein had to say to Dan Rather last night?
taking off the sweater forever
It's a sad day in the neighborhood.
Television host Fred Rogers, better known simply as "Mister Rogers," died Thursday after a brief battle with stomach cancer, according to a spokeswoman for his production company.
My children never got into Mr. Rogers. I think he was too soft spoken and slow paced for them. Even I thought he was a bit too touchy-feely, a little too heavy on the "how do you feel" school of thought for me. He was Stuart Smalley for kids.
I never understood why there were kids who loved the show. Lady Elaine and the whole land of make-believe gave me the creeps. The treacly songs were gag-me-with-a-spoon sugary sweet. For a misanthrope like myself, the whole them of the show flew in the face of everything I believed in:
So, let's make the most of this beautiful day.
Since we're together we might as well say:
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Won't you be my neighbor?
No wonder I didn't care for him. But millions of children did, and Fred Rogers - a television institution - will be missed by all of them.
I wonder if I'll be the first blogger to say "Mr. Rogers has hung up his sweater for the last time." Or, "He's gone on to the land of make believe in the sky."
February 26, 2003
make someone's dream come true!
So, about this Boobs for War thing. Or ASSasinate Saddam. Whichever you prefer.
I'm trying to figure out a way to turn this into a money making venture. No, not for me. Loyal reader Carol suggested I try to raise some money for the USO, to keep the troops happy.
If you have any ideas on how I could make Carol's dream of using boobs, asses and the wonderful hardbodies of men - in a non pornographic way - to raise money for this cause I would love to hear them.
I think.
bottom of the barrel
Donahue is pouting that MSNBC cancelled his show.
That's kind of like saying the dog-shit flavored ice-cream is selling much better than the elephant-dung flavor.
is anyone listening?
The anti-war folks don't want to hear from Iraqis
Of course they don't. To let exiled Iraqis speak would be to shoot a million holes in the theory that the anti-war crowd cares about the Iraqi people and the marches, rallies and battle cries are all about freedom.
The Iraqis had come with placards reading "Freedom for Iraq" and "American rule, a hundred thousand times better than Takriti tyranny!"But the tough guys who supervised the march would have none of that. Only official placards, manufactured in thousands and distributed among the "spontaneous" marchers, were allowed. These read "Bush and Blair, baby-killers," " Not in my name," "Freedom for Palestine," and "Indict Bush and Sharon."
Not one placard demanded that Saddam should disarm to avoid war.
The goons also confiscated photographs showing the tragedy of Halabja, the Kurdish town where Saddam's forces gassed 5,000 people to death in 1988.
That is Amir Taheri, writing about the day he spent with the protesters, trying to get the voice of Iraqi people heard. Instead, the voices were stifled.
Salima Kazim, an Iraqi grandmother, managed to attract the reverend's attention and told him how Saddam Hussein had murdered her three sons because they had been dissidents in the Baath Party; and how one of her grandsons had died in the war Saddam had launched against Kuwait in 1990."Could I have the microphone for one minute to tell the people about my life?" 78-year-old Salima demanded.
The reverend was not pleased.
"Today is not about Saddam Hussein," he snapped. "Today is about Bush and Blair and the massacre they plan in Iraq." Salima had to beat a retreat, with all of us following, as the reverend's gorillas closed in to protect his holiness.
Mr. Taheri and his Iraqi friends will never be allowed to say what they want during an anti-war rally for one simple reason - those protests are not about war at all. They are not about Saddam Hussein or liberating the Iraqi people. The Iraqi cause is just a cover for what the leftist movement is really about: America is bad. Bush is bad. Blair is bad. It's about the economy and the enivornment and class warfare; those are all noble causes, and I would not mind hearing the views of those rallying around such issues in the proper venue.
The women and children of Iraq are being used by the anti-globalization, Jew-hating, anti-leather/meat crowd to further their pet causes. They go naked for peace and hold up signs saying No War, but the real point of these marches is to bring down capitalism and rail against George Bush.
The Iraqis would had much to tell the "antiwar" marchers, had they had a chance to speak. Fadel Sultani, president of the National Association of Iraqi authors, would have told the marchers that their action would encourage Saddam to intensify his repression."I had a few questions for the marchers," Sultani said. "Did they not realize that oppression, torture and massacre of innocent civilians are also forms of war? Are the antiwar marchers only against a war that would liberate Iraq, or do they also oppose the war Saddam has been waging against our people for a generation?"
Sultani could have told the peaceniks how Saddam's henchmen killed dissident poets and writers by pushing page after page of forbidden books down their throats until they choked.
Yet if Ashcroft even talks about taking away a civil liberty in his sleep, there will be a dozen protesters standing outside his bedroom door in the morning calling him Hitler. Hey, I'm all for civil liberties, I don't want them taken away either. I'm just curious why nobody is protesting the lack of civil liberties in Iraq. I'm wondering why all these poets and artists and authors who signed the Not In Our Name petition aren't crying out against Saddam Hussein for killing the poets and artists and authors of Iraq.
Because it doesn't matter, that's why. These people care as much about the citizens of Iraq as they do about Ted Nugent. That is to say, not at all.
The hallmark of a far left liberal is the need to feel good about themselves. The notches they mark in the belts are those of intentions, not deeds. If it made them feel good to carry a sign that says "Bush is a Baby Killer," then that's all that matters.
They lay naked in the grass, spelling out peace and love and happiness, their bodies entwined in a Twister-like spelling bee acted out in a language only those leaning over the left edge of the fence can understand. They go home feeling accomplished, smug and self-satisfied because their intentions were noble and worthy.
Little does it matter to them that the citizens of Iraq want to be liberated. They want America to come and free them. They don't know that because they will not let the Iraqi people speak. They do not want to hear that their cause is not just, that this ruse of marching for peace is going to unfold before their eyes if they let just one person tell of the torture and death inside the borders of Iraq.
They will just keep those blinders on, keep marching with their anti-Bush and anti-America signs, keep rallying around Mumia, keep listening to Chomsky, keep voting for people like Cynthia McKinney, keep on keeping on while the rest of us listen to the right people and do the right thing. Not because it makes us feel good; because it is going to make the people of Iraq feel good.
As Amire Taheri says at the end of the linked article:
Let us hope that when Iraq is liberated, as it soon will be, the world will remember that it was not done in the name of Rev. Jackson, Charles Kennedy, Glenda Jackson, Tony Benn, and their companions in a march of shame.
Letter from Survival Camp
(This post made possible by Lisa and e-mail).
Dear Readers,
I miss you. I miss my blogroll. It's only the first day and already I am homesick.
At least with Moveable Type I can have the comments emailed to my work address so I still feel as if I have the comforts of home with me. But oh, how sad it is to read your words and see the link to your blogs in the mail and not be able to reach out and read you.
This no news diet is really hard. I'm so used to a steady diet of FoxNews, CNN, Opinon Journal...all those goodies have been banished from my daily routine now. I don't know what the latest stories are. I don't know if CNN has their bright red emergency bar up. Maybe Michael Jackson abducted a kid. Maybe Saddam has agreed to move in with Chirac. I feel so out of touch. Sure, we have printed news here. But the New York Law Journal just doesn't have the same feel as The Corner.
I know that on the other side of this silent internet connection of mine are people clamoring for boobies and ass. That makes me miss you even more. You all do so much to warm my heart each day with your calls for naked women and hard bodies, it's hard to go from 8 til 5 without that.
Well, the counselors are calling me. We're having a survival class now - Living Without Looking at your Stats Twenty Times a Day. After that, there will be a special intervention session for those of us going through Instapundit withdrawal.
Until 6:00, I'll be thinking of you all.
P.S. Send blog posts through email. Don't make me live like this. Please.
Test
Hello Blogosphere. This is Michele's sister, Lisa, testing out this blogging thing. I may post pro-American, pro-military, pro-war, conservative views here from time to time. I hope you don't mind. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.
sorry
The worm crawls in
The worm crawls out
You can't stomach
What comes out of his mouth
Is it really evil of me to leave this as the top post all day? Because that sure is one creepy looking image.
Oh, I was thinking. I'd like to start honing my interviewing skills for future use. Any takers?
good for the goose
Just a little note to one of the drones at Indymedia:
You titled your post "Fleisher unconsciously urges presidential assassination"
Nevermind your use of the word unconsciously. I'll let that go. What bothers me is you refer to the potential war-related killing of Saddam Hussein as a presidential assasination.
Now, I don't know about you, but I would say calling Saddam a president is engaging in a bit a of semantics. He was not really elected so much as he was put into office through fear and death threats.
It's just interesting that you people refuse to call Bush the president because you insist he "stole" the election, yet when it suits the situation, you claim Saddam to be a legitimate world leader.
Just saying.
sleeping with the enemy
What's really interesting about Dan Rather's interview with Saddam is that it was set up by Ramsey Clarke.
You know Ramsey. He's the guy who wants to impeach Bush. The guy who wants to free Mumia, support suicide bombers and live under socialism.
I guess Ramsey is a mutual friend of Saddam and Dan.
Strange bedfellows, indeed.
a lot to crow about
So much to blog, so little time. Work will seem a bit dreary today without access to the internet, but if my itchy blog fingers become uncontrolable, my sister has a login to this site and I can send her my posts via email. In case of war, break glass - that kind of thing.
First up today we have the lovely Sheryl Crow.
UPDATE: Henry beat me to this story by two days. Sorry, Henry!
Then-First Lady Hillary Clinton, daughter Chelsea, Sheryl Crow, Army Secretary Togo West, and Admiral Leighton Smith perform at a show for U.S. troops at the Tuzla Air Base on March 25, 1996.
What is that she's doing in that picture? She's...she's....singing for the troops!
Via reader SondraK (via Rush Limbaugh) comes the news that Sheryl was a big believer in the war on Bosnia.
In an interview during Clinton's war on Bosnia, Crow stated:
Here are these people, from 18-year-olds to military veterans, enduring real duress for the cause of peace." The singer then gushed, "I don't ever want to play for a regular audience again, only military folks who are starving for music." She even did a special on VH1 titled: Sheryl Crow: A Postcard from Bosnia.
In fact, Crow also wrote a song about Bosnia:
There is a train that's heading straight
To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man,
And woman wait, watch and wait
For redemption day
It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom
Where is her desire for the freedom of the babies crying in Iraq?
Somehow, I doubt she will be entertaining the troops in Iraq once the war starts. So why Clinton, why Bosnia? Why not now?
I wonder if Crow will come around from her Keep Saddam in Iraq stance and remember her desire to support our troops that are out there figthing for Redemption Day for the people of Iraq.
Nah.
February 25, 2003
are you pondering what i'm pondering?
People ask me, "Michele, where are those boobies that everyone talks about?" They also ask, "Michele, shouldn't we be holding a Boobies For War rally?"
And then I ponder those two questions. And ponder.
What exactly would a Boobies for War rally entail? And how would it help the cause, except for the obvious benefit of boosting the morale of some of my readers?
Pondering.
who's killing the great chefs of france?
French Chef commits suicide after critics' attack
Personally, I think he got all bent out of shape about the Freedom Fries.
i'll be right there
The only thing more infuriating than horrible service at a restaurant is when the staff refuses to acknowledge that the service was horrible.
Just settling in for the evening. News and views in a bit.
And, by the way, the internet thing at work is not because anyone got in trouble. It's mostly self-imposed.
I also would like to thank everyone who hit the tip jar this month. My gratitude is immeasurable.
shortened hours of business
Internet access at work will cease to exist - permanently - in a matter of minutes.
I will no longer be blogging between the hours of 8am and 5pm.
It's for the best, really.
TupperWAR, anyone?
This is why I love hate mail. It gives me a reason to go on each day.
Today’s mailbag brings some spittle-faced deep thinker to the forefront:
“You know what you are? You are just a mouthpiece for Bush and The U.S. Army. They probably pay you to go around spreading your warmongering ideas. You use your website as both a church and a collection plate. You preach and preach and you collect people into your little basket and crush their spirit and turn them into warmongers just like you. I wouldn’t be surprised to find out that you aren’t even who you say you are, but a paid government employee whose job it is to write shit about the war and terror and get people all riled up. You are evil, just like you say you are and you think that’s funny but it’s not. You are what’s wrong with America, women like you who think your opinion is right, women who should be doing other things rather than writing about guns and tanks and bombs.”
Oy vey.
This guy doesn’t know whether he’s a member of the leftist brigade or a spokesperson for the John Birch society.
Either way, he’s found me out. It’s true. You heard of the Tupperware Lady? Well I am the TupperWAR Lady, and I rule a vast organization of pearl-wearing, pot roast cooking women who go door to door in hopes of charming other women into becoming warmongers.
Morning, noon and night, all I do is attempt to convert anti-war or otherwise neutral women into war hungry Republicans. And I don't stop at the women, I get to their children, too. Every day after school I drop my kids off at the Very Young Republicans Club where they too can master the art of warmongering and pass it on to their friends. I mean, what's a war movement worth if it's not passed on from generation to generation?
During lunch I hop into my TupperWAR brand black Hummer and drive around picking up lonely housewives and confused anti-war protesters. I play Rush Limbaugh on the Hummer's stereo and face the speakers out the window. When people come running up to see what's going on (The "Free Cookies Here!" sign really helps), I chloroform them and throw them into the back seat. Then I drive around, chanting, "We Must, We Must, Bomb Iraq or Bust!" over and over again until osmosis has taken its toll and when my victims awake, they have this sudden taste for bombs and biological warfare.
We stop at the diner for some Liberty Fries and I school my new group in all matters of war. I read from Fox News transcripts and Ann Coulter columns. Then I take them back to my house where we are met by my coalition of TupperWar Women. It's like a big old revival meeting. We sing war songs and throw darts at pictures of Arianna Huffington. We pretend it's that U.N. meeting, but this time Powell gets up and shoots down Chirac. Blood! We love blood and violence!
This is what I do all day, every day. I knock on doors and hand out tracts extolling the virtues of nuclear bombs. I go to supermarkets and stick leaflets on car windows with pictures of Saddam's head being blown off. I take my group of women with me and we march through the parking lot chanting "What do we want? WAR! When do we want it? YESTERDAY!"
I go to Kindergarten classes and replace their Sesame Street flash cards with pictures of Michael Moore and Hilary Clinton. Bad! I tell the children. Bad! They repeat. By the end of the day they are kneeling reverently in front of a poster of Tony Blair and they can spell out KILL SADDAM with their little magnetic letters.
A TupperWAR Woman never rests. I am always working, always brainwashing, always calling for the death of some tyrannical dictator, or some French guy. I do all this in a day and still manage to cook a lovely dinner for my husband and get all the housecleaning done - while wearing a dress and high heels.
All in a day's work for the TupperWAR Woman.
If you see me standing on your doorstep with a nice jello mold in hand, you may not want to open the door.
Tell me about the loneliness of good, He-Man. Is it equal to the loneliness of evil?*
"The idea that inspectors could conceivably sniff out the weapons and documentation relating to them without the help of Iraqi authorities is absurd," he said. "They are not a detective agency and even if they were Iraq is a country with a land mass roughly the size of France."
My infatuation with Tony Blair deepens.
If only he didn't look like a fleshed-out version of Skeletor.
*Skeletor, Masters of the Universe
UPDATE below
Thank you to Robb Allen
long quote of the day
Yea, it's been done before, but it's worth repeating.
Time for a lesson about a leader who gets panned. He wants to take on a bully. But trouble is, not many agree he is a bully.
They call the leader clueless.
The French foreign minister calls him reckless.
A Belgian diplomat says he risks ruining world order.
Opposition leaders at home call him a warmonger.
The bully himself says he not a bully and takes out ads in newspapers assuring the world he has no hostile intentions.
Those same newspapers call the leader arrogant. That he's wrong about the bully and that the leader's not in sync with the civilized world.
The Swiss pan him.
The Germans say they're offended.
Even regular folks in the leader's country say the leader's nuts. One newspaper calls him paranoid. Another, a "bellicose boob."
The leader is shunned. He won't go far, says one headline. The wrong man at the wrong time fighting the wrong war.
But this leader had it right. The bully had lied and the bully did attack. And this leader -- of an opposition party -- became the leader of a country.
You might have heard of him. His name was Winston Churchill. And the bully was Adolph Hitler.
Funny thing... history.
Found here
another day, another ted rall bitchfest
Poor Ted is grasping for ways to annoy conservatives. He's taken on the tired issue of SUVs.
Short of opening a shooting range next door to a daycare center, buying an SUV is perhaps the single most antisocial act an ordinary American can commit.
So now I'm the moral equivalent of a baby killer?
Personally, I think the single most antisocial act an ordinary American can commit is having the balls to tell other people how to live and using destruction and violence to get your point across. As in, "SUVs have had their windows smashed in Washington, been spray-painted with anti-war slogans in Massachusetts and set ablaze by the lot full in Pennsylvania."
This isn't a rant about why I drive an SUV. I've done that a million times already. This is about people and their holier-than-thou attitudes when it comes to picking and choosing their specific little tirades against humanity.
More and more SUV drivers are coming out of stores to find their vehicles "keyed," stickered or worse, and SUVs are replacing fur coats as the spray paint target of choice. Sure it sucks, but can SUV owners complain? Vandalizing property is a mere misdemeanor next to willfully endangering other people's lives and hastening the demise of the planet.
Yea, because setting car lots on fire doesn't endanger anyone, right?
Ted can shit a toilet bowl full of his leftist ideals and I wouldn't do much except spray some Lysol. It's when he - and his cronies - try to equate anything anyone to the right of center does with murdering grannies and infants that I have to stop and question their hyperbole.
After all, Ted is the guy who slept with 70 women in one year just to have a place to stay each night. If sticking your dick in strangers night after night instead of getting a real job and your own place isn't the height of selfishness and arrogance, I don't know what is. For all his jaw-flapping, Ted Rall is the epitome of the attitude he prescribes to SUV drivers.
SUV drivers increase their own security at the expense of other drivers.
Insert "Men who sleep with women just for a warm bed" in place of SUV drivers and now you're talking.
Just saying, Ted. Don't try to come off as some moral high power when you lead a less than stellar existence yourself. Just because you don't drive an SUV doesn't mean you can start throwing rocks at everyone who does. We all live in glass houses, Ted.
People buy SUVs because they're imposing, so they can see over smaller cars. Is it shocking that drivers whose sight lines are blocked by these hulking machines, and who are blinded at night by the headlights of great overbearing tailgaters, are resentful?
What was that about the size of your penis?
How juvenile of me, I know. But I never presented myself as anything but. At least I'm honest about who I am.
February 24, 2003
keeping up to date
I decided to not keep the quit meter on the site all the time. It works better if I think of myself as a non-smoker rather than someone in the process of becoming a non-smoker. But people ask - and thank you for inquiring - so I'll post this every once in a while to let you know how I'm doing.
I feel great. In fact, this is the best I have felt physically and mentally in many years. Not smoking is just part of that.
I think this is the time I never go back.
QuitMeter Counter courtesy of www.quitmeter.com.
pork? porn?
I hesitate to post this, but what the hell. It's not like I have any standards left.
I emailed my co-worker Bonnie this morning and asked if she could kindly commence with sending me the usual Monday morning porn.
I guess I made a typo because this is what she sent:
(bigger: click)
Sure, it would be easy to just fix the typo and email her again. But no. I had to send her this (not safe for work, in some instances)
click for giant sized, though I don't know why you would
I think I have a future in pornographic comics, no?
No. Guess not.
told ya
And I work for a company even more evil than AOL.
That's right. I'm a government employee.
via deskmerc, who is also pure evil.