Roadkill Update: Hey Mikey, he likes her!

Holly Pooper

I still haven't come up with a name for her, but right now she's in danger of being named Miss Holly Pooper because she keeps climbing into a large pot containing cuttings from our holly tree that I am trying to root and taking a giant dump in the middle of them. Then she digs them all up as she claws around trying to bury her smelly turds.

Stinky has surprisingly taken her under his wing far sooner than we expected. He has even been escorting her to HIS food dish and watching her eat (absolutely unheard of for him!) Then he opens the laundry room door for her so she can get back out again because she's too little to do it. He is playing footsie with her, too, hanging his paws out the slats of the dining room chair and batting at her while she leaps up and attacks him. It is amazing. He likes her!

Eh, she's OK

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I see you

I saw you there, lying in the road like a lump of dead meat. I almost ran over you myself. I might have, if not for what I saw at the very last second, as you disappeared out of my line of sight beneath my car. A twitch, an ear turning to listen to me, a sign of life!

I stopped and looked back.

You raised your head and looked at me.

I backed up and looked at you more closely.

You stood up and looked at me nervously.

I got out.

You started to run into the woods.

I called, "here kitty kitty" and you stopped and looked back. You meowed at me and began to move towards me. You were so pitiful. I thought you were wild, but you were desperate for someone to come and pay you some attention. And that seemed odd for an animal so young, left there in the middle of nowhere to lie in the road alone.

I petted you for a little while, but then I needed to go on my way. You purred and meowed and jumped up to meet my hand with your head as if to help me pet you some more. When I tried to leave you chased me to my car, hurling yourself into my feet and tripping me. You even tried to get into my car with me. It was a pitiful sight.

You chased my car, crying for all you were worth as I drove away. You cried after me as if I were your only hope.

I spent an hour and $110 at the store, buying stupid things that I probably could have done without. Then again, why would I have gone in the first place if I didn't need some of those things? Still, I didn't need $110 worth. I swear, I'm turning into Michael Jackson, buying things just to keep the lonely away. Or maybe I just have an addiction to old movies? Probably its the second one. I don't really have much in common with Michael Jackson. And when I saw the name Hedy Lamarr on the box I just had to have it.

On the way home, I had 2 choices as to how I could go. I thought of you and decided to go back the way I had come. The odds of a kitten so small still being where I last saw it an hour before, in the middle of nowhere, sleeping in the street, were extremely small. At least, that's been my experience with cats and kittens. They don't tend to sit still for long. If you were still where I last saw you, I was going to stop and take another look at you.

5 miles down the road, there you were, back in your dead cat pose laying on the asphalt in the shade of the elm trees looking dejected. And then you heard the sound of my car. I'll be damned if you didn't recognize it. You hadn't moved when I came by the first time, but this time you knew the sound of my engine, just like my previous cats learned to do, and you actually jumped up from where you were laying and began to run straight at my car meowing your fuzzy little head off.

Truly this was a desperate animal.

So I stopped my car and opened the door to come take another look at you. No need, you were at my door before I could even get out. "Come'on kitty," I said to you. And you jumped into my car.

When I got you to my house, you seemed about as calm as any kitten I have ever seen upon arriving at a new place. You didn't explore. You just stuck close by my feet and followed me. I took you inside and put out a dish with cat food and water for you. And you inhaled the food.

Hmm, clearly you have not eaten in quite awhile. As small as you are, and I'd guess you're no more than 10 weeks old, you ate as much food in one sitting as my full grown Maine Coon, Spongebob Stinkypants. And he's a food vacuum.

Stinky the food vacuum

Speaking of Stinky, when he gets home he's gonna be pissed to see a new cat in the house. Oh, and that reminds me, until we know if you're negative for feline leukemia, I'm locking up his food and keeping you away from all his toys. Your food and water goes in the hall bathroom and his is going to be locked in the laundry room. After what happened with the last cat, which Stinky himself rescued only to see him put down due to advanced feline leukemia, we can't take any chances.

So I've apparently adopted another cat. After spending 2 days with it, I've come to the conclusion that it is a female and a Maine Coon, which is the same breed as Stinky. I've also come to the conclusion that this cat either has balls of steel or else she has no idea how easily Stinky could swallow her in one bite. He's a giant compared to her. And he was indeed NOT happy to see another cat in the house once he came home, although he has taken it much better than expected. He hisses at her when she comes too close, but other than that, he seems to just ignore her. Even when she's playing with his tail which he left hanging out from the chair he was sitting in and was swishing around angrily. Then again, what kitten can resist a toy like that?

That tail ... swaying seductively... must attack ...

So anyway, if this kitten is negative for feline leukemia, and if no one claims her, then apparently we are once again a 2 cat household. And then, I suppose, we'll have to name her.

Kittens are damned hard to get a good photo of. They never sit still.

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Decepticons Revisited and Randomness

Since I had written in the past about the exposure of Spiky as an impersonator of Storm Large and gotten a large part of the story wrong, I thought I should straighten out as much as I can. After all, everyone deserves a fair shake, and I think most of us liked Spiky.

I had been under the impression that Spiky Zora Jones and Huni, the blogger who faked her own death from cancer on the blog, were the same person. Thus, I concluded that this person was especially cold and deceptive since they had done this twice already. My whole reason for writing about the situation at all was because of this belief.

But I was wrong.

There is no connection between Spiky and Huni that anyone knows of and as far as we know, Spiky's blog was the only blog she ever had. Also, I seem to recall that her progression into totally embracing Storm Large's career and achievements as her own was a gradual thing. It wasn't as if Spiky just decided one day to start up a blog and pretend to be some celebrity just to see who all was gullible enough to fall for it. At least, that's not how it appeared to me. I seem to recall the photos of Storm Large becoming gradually more and more frequent, and the claims of having done things that were actually done by Storm Large didn't come until the last year or two.

I had considered correcting this mistake in my original post, but at the time I thought it was enough that it had all been straightened out in the comments. Looking back on that post now, though, I no longer feel that way. I liked Spiky. I don't want people looking at my blog as a place where someone went and slammed on her with false accusations, even if I didn't mean to. So I just want to set the record straight.

So anyway, enough about that.

Loonies On the Path

During the beginning of this week, I couldn't help but notice that drivers in traffic were acting really strangely. They were hyper aggressive and edgy for no apparent reason. I myself felt on edge, but I didn't know why.

And then a big earthquake hit Virginia.

And today everyone seems closer to normal. To be fair, last night I still felt edgy and had a lot of trouble going to sleep. I don't know why. I asked others about this and found that a lot of people around this area also felt edgy and had trouble sleeping last night. And they also don't know why.

I started writing "Loonies On the Path" mostly just to document a connection which I believe exists between natural phenomenon or events and the way people act, especially in traffic. Cold front - people get bitchy. Heat wave - people get bitchy. Thunderstorm - people drive like lunatics or suddenly act as if they never learned how to drive at all. Earthquake - people are batshit crazy for a few days prior to the quake and then seem to become normal again afterwards.

Except in this case the quake has already occurred and still people around here are uneasy. Is there going to be another quake or aftershock? Is it because a hurricane is approaching the East Coast around the same location that the earthquake occurred? I don't know.

I do know that a bad virus has been going around. I had it myself last week, as did a few of my coworkers. Some people have it this week, while I'm still trying to fully recover from it. I know someone close to me seems to be battling it right now and may be coming down with it. Perhaps this is the cause? I don't know and I have no way of proving or testing one way or the other. So I'm just making a note of it here. Maybe future events will make this all clearer for me.

So what do you think? Do you believe that full moons and earthquakes and large weather changes affect people's moods and behavior? Have you experienced this yourself?

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Nude Memphis Movie Review: Cowboys and Aliens

Cowboys and Aliens sounds like a movie with an impossible premise - aliens attack a western town and cowboys have to battle it out against flying space ships and alien laser guns. Surprisingly, the story worked out in a relatively believable fashion, more or less. But I still disliked the movie for a few very specific reasons.

Jake Lonergan, played by Daniel Craig, wakes up in the middle of the desert with no boots and only his underwear. He is also wearing a strange metal bracelet on his arm which he doesn't seem to recognize. He has no idea how he got there or who he is. Three men ride up and attack him. He defeats and kills them with surprising skill. Then he takes their clothes, guns, boots and horses and rides away to the nearest town.

Once in town, he encounters a young bully, Percy Dolarhyde, who declares that his father is the most important man in town and nobody had better get in his way or his 'pa' will be angry. Everyone cooperates with the bully except Jake Lonergan. Jake sexually assaults the bully in a decidedly cowardly and unmanly way, which was despicable instead of heroic. He could easily have punched the young idiot in the throat or headbutted him like a real man, but he didn't. He sexually assaulted him like a girl or a pervert or a perverted girl. It was at this point that I knew I wasn't going to admire or even care about this anti-hero who was the main focus of this movie.

A little further into the film it is revealed that Jake Lonergan is a wanted criminal, a dirtbag who not only robs and kills people, but who robbed his own gang for a woman whom we are told is a prostitute. What a great guy Jake Lonergan is turning out to be. As despicable as the town bully was, Jake is no better. He's actually worse.

Percy the town bully, meanwhile, accidentally shoots a deputy in the shoulder and is arrested. He immediately protests that his father, being the most important man in town, is going to be angry and fire the sheriff for the outrage of his arrest. The sheriff, played reasonably well by Keith Carradine, says he doesn't care because he is sending the boy off with federal marshals to deal with. Meanwhile, an Indian man who was with Percy Dolarhyde, yells to Percy that he's going to go tell his dad and get help. And then he rides off.

Jake Lonergan, meanwhile, goes into a bar and proceeds to drink as fast as he can. A woman who wears a dress equipped with a holster and revolver, walks in and tries to talk to Jake. She identifies herself as Ella Swenson, played by Olivia Wilde. Jake tells her to fuck off. About this time, the sheriff discovers that Jake's face is on a wanted poster in his office and that he is quite an accomplished criminal and first class dirtbag. The sheriff and his deputies proceed to arrest Jake. Jake resists, defeating them all with the same ease that he defeated the three men in the beginning of the film. And then, out of nowhere, Ella Swenson clubs Jake on the back of the head and knocks him cold.

Jake wakes up in a prison cell, adjacent to Percy Dolarhyde who is spitting on him through the bars and taunting him about the cowardly way Jake sexually assaulted him earlier that same day. Percy, being a young fool, presses up against the bars as he taunts, and Jake grabs him and jerks him backwards and then forward again, slamming his face into the bars and knocking him out. The sheriff comes in and takes both men and puts them into a prison wagon to be taken to the federal marshals. But as he does so, Percy's father, Woodrow Dolarhyde, played by Harrison Ford, rides up with a gang of armed men demanding that his son be let go.

Percy, meanwhile, is inside the wagon chained directly to Jake, and whining about it, before he starts shouting like a little girl to his father to get him out. Woodrow Dolarhyde sees Jake and immediately recognizes him as a piece of shit thug who robbed him of a great deal of gold. Woodrow quickly shows himself to be an unpleasant and dislikeable man who is obviously accustomed to bailing his son out of trouble and getting his way. He is the very reason that his son is the type of person that he is. Woodrow threatens the sheriff, but the sheriff won't back down and let his son go.

And then suddenly aliens ships fly up and start blowing everyone to shit. The cowboys all shoot their guns at the aliens, but it seems to have no effect. Meanwhile, the alien ships whip out long cords and grab up various people, including Percy Dolarhyde and Ella Swenson. About this point, the metal bracelet on Jake's wrist springs to life and begins shooting the alien ships, bringing one crashing down to the ground. This weapon on his wrist, whatever it is and wherever it came from, is the only thing that has any effect on the aliens.

Now Jake is upset because the hot girl, Ella, has been taken by aliens. Woodrow Dolarhyde is upset because his son has been taken. And the most important man in town, the bartender, is upset because his wife was also taken. Everyone of any importance now has reason to put aside their differences and go after the aliens. So one way or another, they do.

While riding off together after the aliens, the whole gang runs into a group of robbers who ambush them in the desert. The robbers immediately recognize Jake and declare that he is their boss. Jake has no memory of any of them or anything they're saying about him, so he tries to wing it and tells them to take him back to their camp. Back at camp, the gang of robbers has a new leader and he is not at all happy to see Jake. He pulls a gun on Jake and declares that Jake stole all their gold and gave it to some whore. So Jake kills the new boss. Then Jake, once again showing what kind of scum he is, sexually assaults the new boss' right-hand man in his now typical cowardly fashion when he could easily have flattened the man in any number of manly and admirable ways.

It was at this point that I began to wonder if the director of the film, or perhaps the writers, were all gay. Before watching "Cowboys and Aliens" I had just watched as much as I could stomach of the movie "Made of Honor", a film in which Patrick Dempsey is asked by Michelle Monaghan to be her maid of honor and he oddly agrees to do it. While watching this terrible movie, I couldn't ignore how effeminate and totally unmanly every single male character in that movie was, and how they had clearly been written by someone who doesn't know what real men are like at all, or who doesn't like men. All the scenes of man-on-man sexual violence in "Cowboys and Aliens" gave me that same feeling of something being terribly wrong with whomever was responsible for creating those scenes. They were either a woman or else they were gay, whether openly or closeted, and have serious issues.

So Jake escapes the gang and they all ride on looking for the aliens. Blah blah, the film rolls along, and as it does so it tries to transform the anti-heroes of the movie, both Jake the gay sex offender and Woodrow the former colonel and current town overlord, into sympathetic and more heroic figures whose pain we are supposed to sympathize with and thus forgive them for being total dicks all the time.

Aliens attack. Ella is hurt badly. Jake is forced to carry her, bleeding, back to camp. When he reaches camp, Ella dies. Indians attack. They throw Ella into the fire and she rises from the dead, naked. We see a brief glimpse of her bare back. This is the "nudity" the movie warns about, even as it gives no warnings about the 2 scenes of sexual violence against men we saw earlier. You can't see anything that can't be shown in television at any hour and there is no reason to warn about it. Ella then says something about not having been sure if she could repair "this body" and not being from this place. She tells the Indians she comes from a place above the stars. Then she tells Jake she believes him to be the only one who can kill the aliens. She goes on to tell the story of how the aliens came to her planet in search of gold and killed everyone there except her. She says they will do the same to the people of Earth unless Jake and his posse kill this group of aliens who are apparently just a scouting ship. She says if they kill this group of scouts, the aliens won't return.

So they go find the alien ship and there is a big scene of fighting and the aliens are slaughtering them, but suddenly they aliens seem to almost disappear and the cowboys and Indians together win and Ella heroically blows up the alien ship. And thats pretty much it. Whoopie.

Honestly, the story wasn't so terrible. It was far more believable as a movie than I had expected. But with every hero being an anti-hero and more of a villain than anything else, and the main anti-hero being such a perverted and unmanly dirtbag, I can't like this movie.

Katharine Hepburn wrote in her autobiography about the rise of the anti-hero in the 1960s and how she despised them and their low, cowardly, and decidedly unmanly tactics, even as the drug-addicted baby boomers in the film industry seemed unable to get enough of them. I agree with everything that she said. There is nothing to admire about these anti-heroes who sexually assault men and act like homeless heroin addicts from the sewers of LA. I like Daniel Craig, but I disliked almost every so-called hero in this film.

So, for the 2 totally unnecessary groin shots, I take away 1 star apiece. For both main heroes being despicable anti-heroes I take away another star. For making a seemingly impossible idea, cowboys versus aliens, seem to work, I give back a half star. In the end, all I can give this movie is 2 1/2 stars.

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NAME: Ela Pristine Pasion,
AGE: 21,
LOCATION: Los Angeles, CA,
OCCUPATION: Student & Model
A FUN FACT: I am SoCal's Miss Hot Kush Girl 2010 from last year's contest at the KUSH EXPO of Anaheim.

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Age: 18
Hometown: I was born and raised in Oahu, Hawaii
Occupation: Model/Student
I moved to Las Vegas last year for college seeking a degree in medicine (pre-med student majoring in oncology.
Tasha Fun Fact: I'm the biggest nerd and love to play video games xbox live lol

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Versatile Blogger


I've won an award! I'm a Versatile Blogger. Kristine of Kristine's Place has awarded this to me and I appreciate it muchly.

The rules after accepting the Versatile Blogger Award are:

1. Thank the person who gave the award and link back to them in your post.

2. Share 7 things about yourself.

3. Pass this award along to 15 recently discovered blogs.

Thank you, Kristine!

7 Things About Me…

1. I'm a cunt. But you probably already knew that.

2. I have zero tolerance for slow-assed computers and other tech devices, like cell phones. They seem to sense this and actually slow down for me just to piss me off. One day, when cars are totally computer controlled, they will be as annoying and shitty as our modern digital devices and yet we will be told how superior they are simply because they are new. Did you know that those old analog telephones were 10 times better than the new digital ones? It's true. And vinyl records actually contain higher quality sound that the average CD and much higher quality than iTunes songs. Think of it, your grandparents had better phones, better cars and better quality music than you have. What?

3. I'm getting older, but my writing is not getting any better. And I don't seem to be getting any funnier. But I am getting fatter. I thought fat old people were supposed to be funny and jolly. WTF happened?

4. I started this blog after a famous and very talented writer, Patricia Pearson, encouraged me to write. No one wanted to publish any of my writing, so out of a sheer need to be able to speak and potentially be heard somewhere I began blogging. Now, after 7 long years of writing, everyone can see why no one wanted to publish my writing. It's chaotic and foul shit that sometimes makes you think and sometimes makes you laugh and sometimes makes you say "what the hell??"

5. I am dramatically underpaid and increasingly demotivated to continue in my field as a result. It's ironic that Memphis claims to have such a shortage of qualified talent in my field, yet they so consistently pay me shit for the work that I do and then refuse to raise it up to the proper level once they see what I can really do. Ah, but it isn't just Memphis that is doing that, apparently.

6. I used to be so fed up with the massive evil and corruption in America that I became apathetic about all the shit going on in this country. I would make jokes about it, but never believed that I could do anything. And then I decided to try to make a difference. I decided to try as hard as I could to make the changes, any changes, that need to be made happen. And so I threw myself up against the system, "the establishment" as the hippies called it, and found that there truly is nothing I can do, no difference that I can make, no good that won't be blocked by the system. The system is set up to funnel our tax dollars and our properties to evil crooks and no one else. It is not designed to give justice or solve problems. It is simply there for the benefit of the criminals in Nashville, in Washington, DC, in whatever capital there happens to be, and the friends, family members and business associates of those criminals. If you want to make a change for the better, you truly do need a revolution to do it. Those with our money and the power to confiscate it won't give any of it up without a bloody fight to the death. This is why our police departments have been increasingly militarized over the past many years, until we now have many police departments where the cops are virtually indistinguishable from special ops soldiers, snipers and assassins. The militarized cops' enemy, though, is us. And the more crooked and ineffectual our leaders become, the more cops there are and the more heavily armed and vicious.

7. I used to think I was the only person who was so angry and dissatisfied with our governments and all the corruption. I even wrote about it a few years back, about political parties sending me letters asking why I was no longer supporting them, and the angry responses I sent. And then a group of angry conservatives rose up and formed the Tea Party. Even though they were attacking the very politicians that our leftist media claims to hate, that same leftist media defended those politicians and attacked the Tea Party, giving even greater credibility to that Tea Party as genuine and truly a citizens revolt. Otherwise, why would the communists in our media hate it so much? As this was happening, I began hearing from people in the UK how dissatisfied they are, too, and how overbearing, controlling and corrupt their governments. Then Australia, with Julia's disastrous carbon tax. And now Canada, with people describing the very same situation that I described on my blog years ago, where political parties call or write to harass them for support. And they don't give their support anymore because they see how unresponsive and out-of-touch those party leaders are, and how little they actually do to help the very people who put them in power. And I wonder, is anyone happy right now, anyone who isn't gleefully ignorant and mentally retarded?

And now 15 blogs? Holy shit, I don't know if I have 15 blogs to point to, let alone 15 new blogs. I'll give it my best shot, but don't get upset if there aren't 15.

OK, I can't do 15 new blogs, but here are some good ones who all win this Versatile Blogger award from me:

Ute - Ute gives a unique perspective on Australia. And she loves the Australian ute.

Wandering Aimlessly - for some reason I can't leave comments on this blog, but it is brand new to me and worth checking out. Go have a look!

Gucci Mama - she will make you laugh with a snark that I admire. Snark is good. Snark keeps us all from going insane and shooting randomly into crowds while quoting lines from our favorite TV show.

ADW - she's not new, per se, but she was gone away for a long time and now she's come back. Talk about snark, she's the queen of snark. She's the Ex-Hooters Girl and she's a great read.

Ubermouth - there is Andy Dick crazy and then there is the kind of crazy where you don't know when they're joking and when they're not. I think Don Rickles was the king of this. Uber does Don Rickles in blog form. You really should check it out.

Miss Stormy Marples - she's brand spanking new and gives a new perspective on the world. Check it out.

AlleyCat - OK, this isn't a new blog, and it isn't new to me, but it's a good blog and she's a good blogger and you should go read and comment and say 'hello' from me. Cat is good people.

Cap'n John - He's an Australian man living in LA. go, visit, go.

JLee - sometimes it's private. Sometimes it's not. But it's always good. And she's the nicest person you'll talk to this year. Go say 'hi' and tell her she's a hottie.

Electro Kevin - Do you read Electro? Why not? He's living in the UK and enduring the aftermath of the policies of Tony Blair. Sometimes he'll tell you about what that's like and why it isn't fun. He once warned us here in America that we had just elected a black Tony Blair and that we'd regret it.

LX or XL - whichever one it is, he's a Texas man sharing a uniquely quiet Texan view of the world. He's very popular and for good reason. Go visit him and you'll see why everyone likes him.

Storm in a Teacup - Jen in Australia, oh so nice and a long time blogger. You can roll back through the years of her life in her blog posts. Go and visit Jen. You'll like her. Wish her g'day.

Chapter Two - a wife and mother begins a new phase in her life. Read along and begin it with her.

Fifi Dangerfield - most of the Aussie blogs I list in my blogroll are somewhere in the eastern half of the continent. Fifi lives in Perth, the Aussie version of California, but without the crazy, the botox, the illegal alien swarms, or the '60s hippies running the place into the ground. She's a beautiful lady. Go pay her a visit. You may never leave again once you've gone. We all go to Australia when we die, you know, unless we're bad, in which case we go to Detroit.

Kristine's Place - how can I post a list without including the lovely woman who gave me this award in the first place? Visit Kristine's Place. It's Canada in blog form. It's lovely and nice, just like Canada.

So I believe I have 15, some old, some new, all good and all for you.

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Weekly News and Headlines

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Memphis principal murdered; Student arrested

You guys think I'm joking when I talk about how rough it is in Memphis? This school principal was murdered at a Seventh Day Adventist private school, not your usual gang-infested Memphis public school. Seventh Day Adventist is a black religion and everyone involved is likely heavily influenced by the economy murdering policies and politics of Barack Obama, but even so, a murder in a religious school in the Bible Belt is rarer than a heterosexual white male at a Ricky Martin concert.

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John McCain calls Tea Party members "Hobbits"

For those who don't understand yet why a Tea Party has arisen amongst conservative and libertarian voters who otherwise would seem to be obvious Republicans, perhaps this attack on the Tea Party by former Republican presidential nominee and practical joke, John McCain, can serve to help clear things up a bit? There is a vast divide, a chasm larger than the width of the continental United States, between the average conservative citizen and the leaders of the Republican Party. The leaders of the party deny this, while tapping their feet in the stalls of the men's bathroom and seeking gay sexual trysts with teenaged boys, which they assume everyone does routinely because it's so common in DC. But the voters know differently and have been making substantial waves, shaking up things a bit in Washington, DC, a city filled with professional politicians who don't like any sort of controversy of any kind unless it hurts their opponents. Thus, you might think that a goofball like John McCain, a professional Senator from Arizona whom the Republican leadership thought highly enough of to run for president, might be smart enough to realize that insulting the entire Tea Party is to insult roughly 90 percent of his own voter base. But you would be wrong, because the top men in the Republican Party haven't got a clue who or what they are supposed to represent. And that's really all you need to know to understand what's happening with this story.

Newsweek attack on Bachmann so blatant John Stewart calls them out

In a shocking display of media objectivity, pretend journalist and real comedien John Stewart took a few shots at Newsweek and its "you-go-girl" feminist editor, Tina Brown, on his television fake news program for their blatant attack on Michelle Bachmann on the cover of their magazine. While Newsweek shamelessly denies that the ridiculous photo and "rage" headline beneath it was an obvious smear of the only female candidate currently in the running for President of the United States, and virtually every left-leaning news outlet rallies to their defense, to be called out on it by left-wing pretend journalist John Stewart is truly a blow to the already vanishing credibility of a once-great magazine that no one reads anymore.


President Obama throws Ramadan celebration while America melts down

President Obama is celebrating the end of the Ramadan fast by throwing a White House Ramadan party for all his closest Muslim brothers, even as the American financial situation, already dire, takes a turn for the worse. During the ceremony, Obama actually tried to include the Muslim terrorists as being among the victims, as if no one at all was flying the jets that attacked and murdered 4,000 Americas. He further declared the Islam has been a major American religion since the very beginning of America. While denying any Muslim faith of his own, Obama has had some difficulty in explaining why he requires Christian symbols either removed or covered when he visits Christian institutions such as Duke or Notre Dame. Some Muslims theorize that he is a dogmatic Marxist who merely feels kinship with those who similiarly hate America and wish all Christians dead, ie Muslims.

A Congressional Super Committee is to meet to discuss US debt

A US Congressional 'super committee' is scheduled to meet and discuss the crushing US debt created by "hope and change" president Obama and his Democrat supermajority which he enjoyed for his first 2 years in office, and which has resulted in S&P downgrading the US debt from AAA to AA+. It is expected that this 'super committee' will accomplish virtually nothing useful, as committees usually don't, and then will put off the truly hard cuts for a future date. This, in turn, will cause Moody's to also downgrade the US debt and markets to fall even further than they already have. Gold will rise, as will fear and panic. And then America will have its regularly scheduled nationwide elections at which time a lot of politicians are going to get fired. But the career crooks, as we saw with Harry Reid's odd and unbelievable electoral victory when he was clearly defeated, will somehow manage to find votes from the oddest of places (dead people, etc) and magically win despite no living and legal voter having cast a vote for them. After this, it will be business as usual in Washington DC and the stealing and looting of America's future will continue.

harry reid

Eat it, bitches!
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Monday Crash

So it's Monday and the S&P had downgraded the American debt from our lofty lifetime AAA rating. Our very left-wing media is in a flutter about it, partly because it is a huge blow to their favorite deity, Barack Obama, and party because it puts a giant hurting on the economy of the city of New York, where most of our largest media corporations are headquartered. It's rare for the billionaires who manipulate our nation to suffer any real pain themselves, so the possibility that their blessed holy city might lose some of its luster really alarms them.

How is it that these people didn't see this coming? We were warned that it would happen if our politicians didn't work out some significant spending cuts, and after a long, drawn out meeting with lots of political grand-standing they didn't work out any spending cuts. They only worked out cuts to the increases in spending, which is simply saying, "we have agreed to spend less than we were going to above and beyond what we earn, but we are still going to keep spending more than we earn." They knew when they made that agreement that it would result in us losing our AAA credit rating. They already knew!

So it's 1987 again and our stock market is in free fall. It hasn't fallen as far as it did on a single day in 1987 simply because it had already begun falling immediately after our Congress and our President announced what they had agreed to. Everyone already knew what that agreement meant - disaster.

So here I sit watching my retirement investments going straight to hell and I'm alternately kicking myself for not bailing out of the market as soon as I heard what Congress agreed to and wondering if this is a good buying opportunity. Then again, considering that our current dominant political party has absolutely no intention of cutting its spending habits by one red cent I should probably be considering bailing anyway and just taking the losses I have currently rather than watching them get much, much worse.

Elections have consequences and I won - Obama said this to Republicans when they tried to stop him from spending us into oblivion. America's predominantly left-wing news media quoted him saying this because they were proud of him for telling off the 'right wing.' I wonder how proud they are now?

Elections have consequences and I won

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You Have Been Tagged

You've been tagged (as have I), you have the honor of copying all these goofy questions, writing your own response, and tagging 25 other victims (I don't think so!). You have to tag me so really you just need 24 more people. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you, my friend. To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your title as "Getting to know each other!", tag 25 people including me (tagging is done in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish (I'm not posting this on Facebook so I think I'll not do that part.)

1. What time did you get up this morning?
Right before you did, which is how I managed to sneak out without you knowing.

2. How do you like your steak?

3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
Captain America The First Avenger ... in 3D. The woman who played his love interest was hawt and has real boobies!

Hayley Atwell

4. What is your favorite TV show?
Attack of the Show on the G4 network.

5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
Megan Fox's house, but somehow I'd have to keep her from knowing. That could get tricky.

Megan Fox

6. What did you have for breakfast?
I wasn't awake at the time so I honestly cannot recall. Something foodlike.

7. What is your favorite cuisine?
Lean Cuisine? I don't know. That sounded good before I wrote it down. Is pizza a cuisine?

8. What foods do you dislike?
Uncooked spoiled foods aren't real high on my list.

9. Favorite Place to Eat?
At the table.

10. Favorite dressing?
I've never been very attached to bandages and such. I only use them as needed.

11.What kind of vehicle do you drive?
Varied and random, but all are old and made of steel. I hate plastic cars.

12. What are your favourite clothes?
Whatever Megan Fox is taking off and throwing to the floor is a current favorite.

Megan Fox Supergirl

13. Where would you visit if you had the chance?
Australia. I would like to one day knock on Steph's front door and say "FedEx! Special delivery. It is not some creepy American come to stalk you."

14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full?
My cup needs washing. Plus, last time I wore it and some asshole kicked me it did no good and I wound up in the hospital anyway.

15. Where would you want to retire?
Well, considering that Julia just passed the fucking carbon tax in Australia, I'm thinking maybe New Zealand or Vancouver, BC, Canada. Perhaps even Toronto. One thing's for sure, with the giant spending spree taking place in Washington, DC, right now it's unlikely that anyone is going to be retiring here in the US soon.

16. Favorite time of day?

17. Where were you born?
From a vagina onto a hospital table where some asshole slapped me and made me cry. I should sue him for emotional distress.

18. What is your favorite sport to watch?
Women's nude tennis

19. Who do you think will not tag you back?
Megan Fox and Emily Blunt are each unlikely to tag me or otherwise interact with me in any form or fashion.

Emily Blunt

20. Person you expect to tag you back first?
I truly do not expect to be tagged back or tagged first or tagged at all these days. The meme trend seems to have passed its prime. Or perhaps its just among my circle of blogger friends that it is no longer popular?

21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this?
Megan Fox, clearly.

Megan Fox

22. Bird watcher?
Bird flicker mostly.

23. Are you a morning person or a night person?
Night, like a vampire. Don't wake me in the morning or I will eat your head.

24. Pets?
Sara Underwood

Sara Jean Underwood

25. Any new and exciting news that you'd like to share?
America is falling. Get out while you still can!

26. What did you want to be when you were little?
A porn star

27. What is your best childhood memory?
Moving out of my parents house.

28. Are you a cat or dog person?
Depends on the animal. Much like people, there are assholes and bitches among cats and dogs, too.

29. Are you married?
Oh, so THAT'S what this ring on my finger is about!

30. Always wear your seat belt?
Yes, especially when you're driving, you lunatic.

31. Been in a car accident?
A few. None terribly exciting, though. Well, I take that back. I went 50 mph backwards in rush hour one time because of an incredibly stupid woman who pulled right out into me as I was driving to class. She actually wanted to know if I was going to pay for her car. I told her "no, you're paying for mine." And she did.

32. Any pet peeves?
Oh Lord, yes. For one thing, spending money you didn't earn hacks me off. And when you know the money has run dry and you just increase your spending and assume that all the illegal aliens who pay no taxes and your voter base who also pay no taxes will somehow protect you from the impending bankruptcy, that especially hacks me off. Or when the tax payers elect you to go to Congress and put a stop to the looting of our nation and you simply get there and instantly begin going along with it instead of doing what we explicitly instructed you to do, that hacks me off real, real bad.

33. Favorite pizza topping?
Megan Fox

34. Favorite Flower?
Rose McGowan

Rose McGowan

35. Favorite ice cream?
Megan Fox on a sugar cone

36. Favorite fast food restaurant?
There's nothing 'fast' about the food service in Memphis, no matter where you go.

37. How many times did you fail your driver's test?
When I was a child, back when Henry Ford was still perfecting his idea for a mass production automobile, we didn't have to take a test. We just had to be able to afford a car. Oh how I miss my old Stutz!

Stutz Bearcat

38. From whom did you get your last email?
Someone named Spam

39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?
The Supermodel Professional Escort store

40. Do anything spontaneous lately?
Farted just now

41. Like your job?
Perhaps if it paid closer to what I'm actually worth I might

42. Broccoli?
Albert? Yes, he produced all the James Bond movies and for that I am grateful.

Daniel Craig as James Bond

43. What was your favorite vacation?
Its been so long, I can hardly remember. I think there was a cruise ship and some islands. I seem to recall scuba diving and a little black girl peeing on a sidewalk.

44. Last person you went out to dinner with?

45. What are you listening to right now?
My farts. Apparently I need to go poo and my early warning system is sounding the alarm.

46. What is your favorite colour?
Red, the color of crooked thieving politicians blood flooding the streets. Or silk lingerie on a Victoria's Secret supermodel. I guess either red is good.

Heidi Klum

47. How many tattoos do you have?
I just accidentally marked on myself with a pen. Does that count?

48. Coffee drinker?
I just happen to have a cup in my hand as I write this, so I guess that would be a 'yes'

49. How many children do you have?
I do not have any children, although this poop inside of me is beginning to feel like a baby trying to be born so perhaps I should wrap this up and go.

50. Are you in love?
I'm in my office. Where are you?

OK, that does it. All done. Tada!

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