It's almost valentine's day. So get an early start and make your own Valentine candies!!!
Here are my contributions:
"Obama's An Idiot" is where my political bitches now live. Go ye thereto and read.
Obama's An Idiot Main Page
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Good Gawd. What Would Be Worse - Sheehan Or Feinstein?
I expressed my opinion on Cindy Sheehan in this post back some time ago.
And last week, I mentioned that every time I think she can't get any loonier, she proves me wrong.
Well, she did it. She proved me wrong. Again.
*** STEAMING PILE OF SHIT FOR SENATE!!! ***
The only thing crazier, is the people who want it to happen:
I'll add lots of links so maybe those losers will come see my opinion of that worthless fucking bitch.
Sassy: I feel so very, very sorry for you!!!!
And last week, I mentioned that every time I think she can't get any loonier, she proves me wrong.
Well, she did it. She proved me wrong. Again.
*** STEAMING PILE OF SHIT FOR SENATE!!! ***
The only thing crazier, is the people who want it to happen:
I'll add lots of links so maybe those losers will come see my opinion of that worthless fucking bitch.
"I support the Sheehan for senate.
Praise Allah.
The evil Bush to bring home infidels.
Allah akbar."
Praise Allah.
The evil Bush to bring home infidels.
Allah akbar."
Sassy: I feel so very, very sorry for you!!!!
Today's Quiz
Q: What does it mean if the flag in front of the post office is at half mast?
A: It means they're hiring
A: It means they're hiring
LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - A woman believed to be a former postal employee went on a shooting spree at a mail sorting center near Santa Barbara, California, killing six people before committing suicide, law enforcement officials said on Tuesday.It wasn't her fault. The gun did it.
This Day in History
From historychannel.com
Yup. That's just what they needed.
1990 First McDonald's opens in Soviet Union
Monday, January 30, 2006
Speaking Of The Super Bowl
Here's another classic:
A man had 50 yard line tickets for the Super Bowl. As he sits down, a man comes down and asks if anyone is sitting in the seat next to him.
"No," he says, "The seat is empty."
"This is incredible," said the man. "Who in their right mind would have a seat like this for the Super Bowl, the biggest sporting event in the world, and not use it?"
He says, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. I was supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Super Bowl we haven't been to together since we got married in 1987."
"Oh...I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But couldn't you find someone else, a friend or relative, or even a neighbor to take the seat?".
The man shakes his head. "No they're all at the funeral."
Re: Anonymous Chickenshit Fuckwad Stern Fan
This is too good to just reply to in the comments.
In my previous post about Howard Stern, some sperm-burping troll, you know the kind - like the stray dog who wanders around the neighborhood, shits on your lawn and leaves - showed their true mentality and called me names, then left.
I'm hurt:
I only listen to it when I am somewhere where it is already being listened to by some piss-ant with a teenage mentality, and I don't have the option of shutting the shit off. But I have heard enough of it to know what the fuck it's all about.
And it's about all the sort of shit we used to do when I was in junior high in the locker room after gym/p.e. class. See how funny we can be with the other boys and try to be the funniest or grossest. Show off alittle.
The only difference is we didn't get paid for it.
As for having a life, you obviously don't have one or you would climb out of your parents' basement once in a while, and do something with your life besides listening to mundane shit which entertains the pre-teen set. Jeezus kryst you're a stupid fuck.
Anyway, to the rest of the crowd who doen't like to grab handfuls of shit and smear it on their face, pants and bedroom walls, I'll continue.
Like I said in the comments, the reason I posted the post was because of the irony. It's fucking hilarious! Stern bitches left and right about the FCC and censorship. I wonder how fast Sirius would drop his ass if he worked as hard to slam them?
There's always hope. But so far, to steal a quote I heard the other day, "He's like a turd that won't flush." Sort of like idiot anonymous blog commentors.
In my previous post about Howard Stern, some sperm-burping troll, you know the kind - like the stray dog who wanders around the neighborhood, shits on your lawn and leaves - showed their true mentality and called me names, then left.
I'm hurt:
You obviously don't know what you're talking about, and it's even more obvious that you don't listen to the show.Well, you're absolutely right there. I don't listen to the show. On purpose. It's stupid, adolescent, moronic, childish, just like Stern himself.
I only listen to it when I am somewhere where it is already being listened to by some piss-ant with a teenage mentality, and I don't have the option of shutting the shit off. But I have heard enough of it to know what the fuck it's all about.
And it's about all the sort of shit we used to do when I was in junior high in the locker room after gym/p.e. class. See how funny we can be with the other boys and try to be the funniest or grossest. Show off alittle.
The only difference is we didn't get paid for it.
Get your facts straight before you spew the bullshit that you pawn off as the truth.I have the facts straight. I read the article. Did you?
It's people like you that are the most ignorant and intolerant of free speech and our other freedoms. Mind your own business and get a life...Intolerant of free speech? What the fuck you talkin' 'bout there idiot? You obviously haven't read much of this blog, or you would know I'm all supportive of the rights we have, and don't want to see any of taken away or limited.
As for having a life, you obviously don't have one or you would climb out of your parents' basement once in a while, and do something with your life besides listening to mundane shit which entertains the pre-teen set. Jeezus kryst you're a stupid fuck.
Anyway, to the rest of the crowd who doen't like to grab handfuls of shit and smear it on their face, pants and bedroom walls, I'll continue.
Like I said in the comments, the reason I posted the post was because of the irony. It's fucking hilarious! Stern bitches left and right about the FCC and censorship. I wonder how fast Sirius would drop his ass if he worked as hard to slam them?
There's always hope. But so far, to steal a quote I heard the other day, "He's like a turd that won't flush." Sort of like idiot anonymous blog commentors.
Friday, January 27, 2006
Fuck Howard Stern
Bwah! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH fucking HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
He can then go to a nice quiet room, close the door and blow his own fucking brains all over the nearest lampshade.
Sirius Moves to Censor Howard Stern:Oh well. For as much as that adolescent fuckwad gets paid, he needs to just bend over, kiss their rings and say Yessir!
Howard Stern may curse the day he decided to leave terrestrial radio and jump to Sirius – the satellite broadcaster is taking steps to censor the shock jock.
The morning drive-time radio host said he left terrestrial radio because he was fed up with censorship by individual stations and FCC fines for indecency. Now, in what must be a painful irony for Stern, Sirius executives are developing an internal document that will set boundaries for his show.
Stern’s new show is also being broadcast with a time-delay that facilitates censoring, the New York Post reports.
It’s not clear if Stern knew he would be subject to guidelines regarding indecency when he signed on with Sirius, according to the Post.
He can then go to a nice quiet room, close the door and blow his own fucking brains all over the nearest lampshade.
Striped Sunlight
Another rocket surgeon:
Watta maroon.
Authorities say the 44-year-old man was arrested on Saturday for his fourth DUI.So he's afraid he can't stand up properly, but he can drive ok?
Police say the man was originally pulled over for driving nearly 20 miles-per-hour over the speed limit.
Court documents say when the officer approached the car, he could smell alcohol. Police then asked him to take a field sobriety test, but he refused, saying he'll just fall down.
Watta maroon.
American Crybaby Liberals Unfettered
"I'm bored. Let's see what other business we can drum up."
WAAAAAHHH!!!!
When I was a kid, I learned kids don't have 'rights'. Not until you are an adult do you have that sort of feedom of choice.
I had the right to not get punished for abiding by the rules. If the school told me I couldn't wear a dress, I couldn't wear a dress. Fucking brats nowdays. More worried about being held down than doing for themselves.
But I'm not dissing kids in general, and no it isn't all of them. But, those that are that way learned from their parents.
AND STAY OFF MY LAWN YOU LITTLE BASTARDS!!!
Re: The only usefull A.C.L.U. related site.
WAAAAAHHH!!!!
The state's ACLU chapter told the school superintendent that all students -- not just girls -- are entitled to wear skirts.Yeah, maybe. Unless they have a dress code in place.
When I was a kid, I learned kids don't have 'rights'. Not until you are an adult do you have that sort of feedom of choice.
I had the right to not get punished for abiding by the rules. If the school told me I couldn't wear a dress, I couldn't wear a dress. Fucking brats nowdays. More worried about being held down than doing for themselves.
But I'm not dissing kids in general, and no it isn't all of them. But, those that are that way learned from their parents.
AND STAY OFF MY LAWN YOU LITTLE BASTARDS!!!
Re: The only usefull A.C.L.U. related site.
Fred Sells Out
Just what we need. Another teevee show about fags. Can't you fucking producer-type people come up with any entertaining shows nowdays that don't invole (a) Berating someone, (b) Having someone make a fool of themselves, (c) Scripted pseudo-reality, (d) Fags?
8,423,432 gawddamn channels and 2, maybe 3 are worth flipping to. And then, only occasionally.
Thank the gods for music.
8,423,432 gawddamn channels and 2, maybe 3 are worth flipping to. And then, only occasionally.
USATODAY.com - Thu Jan 26, 7:01 AM ET Sent 147 times
Fred Savage requires little research for his role as gay son Mitch Crumb on ABC's new sitcom Crumbs (Thursday, 9:30 ET/PT). As residents of West Hollywood, Savage and his wife of a year and a half, Jennifer Stone, have been to The Abbey, a popular gay bar, several times with friends.
Thank the gods for music.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Why, You Ask?
Another perspective, sent to me via email. Take it as you may.
The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at
war. My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were in
the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation. My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window.
He said "Son, stand there and tell me what you see?"
"I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses." he replied.
"OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are President Bush."
Our son giggled and said "OK."
"Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country" my husband said.
"OK Dad, I'm pretending."
"Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and pretend you see Saddam come out of his house with his wife, he has her by the hair and is hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, then he starts to kick her to death. Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying, they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and they are afraid of their father. You see all of this, son....what do you do?"
"Dad?"
"What do you do son?"
"I'd call the police, Dad."
"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations. They take your call. They listen to what you know and saw, but they refuse to help. What do you do then son ?"
"Dad.......... but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts to whine.
"They don't want to son, because they say that it is not their place or your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband says.
"But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims.
"I know he did...but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor who you're pretending is Saddam turn around and do the same thing to his children."
"Daddy...he kills them?"
"Yes son, he does. What do you do?"
"Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next door neighbor to help me stop him." our son says.
"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him," my husband says.
"But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!"
"WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" Our son star ts to cry.
"OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street saw you ask for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next son?"
"What Daddy?"
"He walks across the street to the old ladies house and breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and then...he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?"
"Daddy..."
"WHAT DO YOU DO?" Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers,
"I'd close the blinds, Daddy."
My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him. "Why?"
"Because Daddy.....the police are supposed to help people who need them...and they won't help.... You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won't help either...they won't help me stop him...I'm afraid....I can't do it by myself Daddy... ..I can't look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and...and.....do nothing...so....I'm just going to close the blinds.... so I can't see what he's doing........and I'm going to pretend that it is not happening."
I start to cry. My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husband's questions and he says...
"Son"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Open the blinds because that man.... he's at your front door... "WHAT DO
YOU DO?"
My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his tiny fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation he says: "I DEFEND MY FAMILY, DAD!! I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY SISTER, DAD!!! I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!"
I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs our son to his chest and hugs him tight, and says... "It's too late to fight him, he 's too strong and he's already at YOUR front door son.....you should have stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife, and his children and the old lady across the way. You have to do what's right, even if you have to do it alone, before it's too late." my husband whispers. THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When good men stand by and let evil happen, son, THAT is one of the greatest atrocities in the world. "YOU MUST NEVER BE
AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT! EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!" BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN! BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS!! SUPPORT THEM!!! SUPPORT AMERICA SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN WILL NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR BLINDS..."
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Wednesday, January 25, 2006
It Worked For Harry
Haiku for Sheehan
My son died in vain
And Bush still won't leave Iraq
I love onion rings!
Harry Belafonte made it clear earlier this month to Hugo Chavez, the president of Venezuela - and really, all of Venezuela - what he thought of Bush:
"the greatest terrorist in the world"
Well, since her limelight keeps fading, Moron Mom Cindy thought "What the hell. That's a bandwagon I can jump on."
That's right. She can't gain the love of the American people for some reason, so apparently, she decides to try and win the hearts of any other country who hates Bush too. Get them to use their handkerchiefs to wipe her tears, or some shit.
Well, Cindy - everytime I think you can't get any crazier, you prove me wrong.
Fucking hell.
Make Up Your Minds
From Space.com:
After dropping for about 15 years, the amount of sunlight Earth reflects back into space, called albedo, has increased since 2000, a new study concludes.So are we getting globally warmer or not?
That means less energy is reaching the surface. Yet global temperatures have not cooled during the period.
[...]
Hey Look. A Flying Saucer!
From the AP:
What he said:
What he meant:
What he said:
New Orleans Mayor Ray Nagin chided the media Tuesday for "embellishments" and "things that were stretched" during the coverage of Hurricane Katrina and its aftermath.
[...]
What he meant:
I said a lot of stupid shit. But I don't want the attention, so I'm going to say something to distract you all from my stupidity.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Randomosityness
The way I understand the story line, the "Buttfuck uh, "Pokeback "Brokeback Mountain" boys supposedly got all lonely and shit whilst herding sheep in the mountains of Wyoming, which caused them to start eye-ballin' and eventually, well - just ballin' each other.
I guess it could have been worse.
They could have started looking at the sheep instead.
Just a thought.
I guess it could have been worse.
They could have started looking at the sheep instead.
Just a thought.
Roe v Wade
33 years of Roe-Wade celebratedThe face painting booth, sno-cone machine and jump house weren't very busy, but there were plenty of adults in attendance.
200 told of concerns about restrictive state proposals and Alito
By Stephanie Innes
Arizona Daily Star
Tucson, Arizona | Published: 01.21.2006
Pink "Save Roe" T-shirts, buttons and bracelets, along with "Bush backwards" key chains that electronically count down the days left in the Bush administration set the mood at Friday's annual local Roe v. Wade celebration.
[...]
I'm not sure where I stand on this issue. Too many grey areas.
Should a rape victim have a choice?
Should someone who was negligent about contraception have a choice?
Should they have a choice when mother or child is immediate danger from the pregnancy?
Should a child be born to parents who have a history of disease like Multiple Sclerosis, Muscular Dystrophy, siezures, Fetal Alcohol Syndrome, drug addiction, herpes, AIDS, ...
Where is the cutoff for submitting a child to a potentially miserable life? Should they be allowed to be born even though they'll be deformed? Addicted? Sentenced to a crippling disease or even dead in a few days, months, years?
Younger people obviously don't have the life experience to decide. But how young is young? 25? 21? NC-17? PG-13?
Seems some older people don't always choose wisely either.
I dunno.
Monday, January 23, 2006
A Story
Via email:
A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered - he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.
Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning. "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me... I cannot be bothered by it."
The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers."
The mouse turned to the cow and said "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."
So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone.
That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital, and she returned home with a fever.
Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.
But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. The farmer's wife did not get well; she died.
So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.
The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.
So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.
A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered - he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.
Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning. "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me... I cannot be bothered by it."
The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers."
The mouse turned to the cow and said "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."
So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone.
That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital, and she returned home with a fever.
Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.
But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. The farmer's wife did not get well; she died.
So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.
The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.
So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.
A Funny
Just got my new Lincoln Navigator. I returned it to the dealer the next day with the complaint that I couldn't figure out how the radio worked. The salesman explained that the radio was voice activated.
"Watch this!" He said, "Nelson"!
The radio replied, "Ricky or Willie?"
"Willie!" He continued....and "On The Road Again" came from the speakers.
I drove away happy, and for the next few days, every time I'd say,"Beethoven!" I'd get beautiful classical music, and if I said, "Beatles!" I'd get one of their awesome songs.
One day, a couple ran a red light and nearly creamed my new car, but I swerved just in time to avoid them.
"ASSHOLES!" I yelled.....
The French National Anthem began to play, sung by Jane Fonda, Barbara Streisand, and Michael Moore, backed up by John Kerry on lead guitar, Ted Kennedy on rhythm guitar, Al Sharpton on bass guitar, Jesse Jackson on organ, Al Gore on drums, Bill Clinton on sax, and Hillary Clinton, Charles Schumer, Barbara Boxer, and John Edwards singing backup vocals.
"Watch this!" He said, "Nelson"!
The radio replied, "Ricky or Willie?"
"Willie!" He continued....and "On The Road Again" came from the speakers.
I drove away happy, and for the next few days, every time I'd say,"Beethoven!" I'd get beautiful classical music, and if I said, "Beatles!" I'd get one of their awesome songs.
One day, a couple ran a red light and nearly creamed my new car, but I swerved just in time to avoid them.
"ASSHOLES!" I yelled.....
The French National Anthem began to play, sung by Jane Fonda, Barbara Streisand, and Michael Moore, backed up by John Kerry on lead guitar, Ted Kennedy on rhythm guitar, Al Sharpton on bass guitar, Jesse Jackson on organ, Al Gore on drums, Bill Clinton on sax, and Hillary Clinton, Charles Schumer, Barbara Boxer, and John Edwards singing backup vocals.
Saturday, January 21, 2006
I Am He-Man
Ahhh... Ice cold home brew (Rolling Rock clone), Gunsmoke 50th anniversary box set running on the teevee, while I'm washing and folding laundry.
The testosterone and estrogen are waging a war in my veins.
But in the meantime, I'm scanning the pictures from the ice fishing trip last week (the vacation) and will be posting them on my website wid' a quickness.
Stay tuned...
The testosterone and estrogen are waging a war in my veins.
But in the meantime, I'm scanning the pictures from the ice fishing trip last week (the vacation) and will be posting them on my website wid' a quickness.
Stay tuned...
Friday, January 20, 2006
Any Menzas Out There?
Easy as 1-2-3:
1- Position mouse cursor over this line of text.
2- Depress left mouse button with index finger
3- Fill in blanks
My score before I decided I better quit fucking around:
1- Position mouse cursor over this line of text.
2- Depress left mouse button with index finger
3- Fill in blanks
My score before I decided I better quit fucking around:
You Can Almost Taste The Aroma
Now THAT was a fart to be proud of.
It sounded like - like when you're launching the motorboat, slowly backing it off the trailer, and the muffler is partially submerged.
Pity the fool who dares approach my cube.
It sounded like - like when you're launching the motorboat, slowly backing it off the trailer, and the muffler is partially submerged.
Pity the fool who dares approach my cube.
The BinHidin' Tape
From the AP, Here is the full text of "Bin Laden's" recording to - well, us - the American people - I guess.
I put Bin Laden in quotes, because I don't think it was really him. No, I think it was one of his subordinates or cohorts. Like John Murtha.
Keep it up you anti-war zealots. Keep putting words in the mouths of the likes of Osama Bin Lyin'
I put Bin Laden in quotes, because I don't think it was really him. No, I think it was one of his subordinates or cohorts. Like John Murtha.
...operations in Afghanistan are escalating in our favor, thank God, andUh, yeah. The suicide rate 'over there' is just outlandish.
Pentagon figures show the number of your dead and wounded is increasing not to mention the massive material losses, the destruction of the soldiers' morale there and the rise in cases of suicide among them. So you can imagine the state of psychological breakdown that afflicts a soldier as he gathers the remains of his colleagues after they stepped on land mines that tore them apart. After this situation the soldier is caught between two hard options. He either refuses to leave his military camp on patrols and is therefore dogged by ruthless punishments enacted by the Vietnam Butcher (U.S. army) or he gets destroyed by the mines. This puts him under psychological pressure, fear and humiliation while his nation is ignorant of that (what is going on). The soldier has no solution except to commit suicide.
[...]
Keep it up you anti-war zealots. Keep putting words in the mouths of the likes of Osama Bin Lyin'
Another One?
Rescuers search for two W.Virginia miners - Roto-Reuters:Don't expect them to be found alive.
By Juliet Terry 52 minutes ago
CHARLESTON, West Virginia (Reuters) - Rescue teams searched on Friday for two miners missing after a fire broke out at a coal mine in West Virginia, where an accident at another mine three weeks ago killed 12 people.
Nineteen miners escaped the fire that started on a conveyor belt at the Aracoma Mine in Melville late Thursday afternoon, state officials said.
Doug Conaway, director of the West Virginia Office of Miners' Health, Safety and Training, said the fire alarm was raised around 5:45 p.m. The two missing men were part of a crew of 12 who stopped their vehicle to put on breathing equipment before heading out of the mine. Ten miners from that group and another group of nine escaped.
[...]
I foresee government inspectors coming down hard on - if not closing a lot of mines in the near future.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
'So scumming rude.'
According to "Anagram Genius":
'curmudgeonisms'
But wait! There's more!:
'curmudgeonisms blogspot com'
'Good! Scrotum's mumblings cope.'
[russian accent] What a country. [/russian accent]
tip o' the lid: PeoriaDad
'curmudgeonisms'
anagrams to
'So scumming rude.'
Spiffy.But wait! There's more!:
'curmudgeonisms blogspot com'
anagrams to
'Good! Scrotum's mumblings cope.'
[russian accent] What a country. [/russian accent]
tip o' the lid: PeoriaDad
Another From The 'Duh' Files
Men enjoy others' misfortune more than women - study
Reuters - Thu Jan 19, 6:00 AM ETLONDON (Reuters) - Germans have a word for it -- schadenfreude -- and when it comes to getting pleasure from someone else's misfortune, men seem to enjoy it more than women.
[...]
Bwah!
Yup. Always have.
Before And After Shots Of Former Teen Idol Leif Garret
"Give me back my fucking blow, you assholes!"
'78
'78
Couple Funnies
Naughty Johnnie at school. Some classics:
Naughty Johnnie returns from school, and tells his dad he got an "F" in arithmetic.
"Why?" asks Naughty Johnnie's father?
"The teacher asked me: 'How much is 2x3'?. I said '6," replies Naughty Johnnie.
"But that's right!" says Naughty Johnnie's Dad.
"Yeah, but then she asked me: "How much is 3x2?'"
"What's the fucking difference?" asks his dad.
"That's what I said!"
One day, during lessons on proper grammar, the teacher asked for a show of hands from those who could use the word "beautiful" in the same sentence twice correctly.
First, she called on little Suzie, who responded with, "My father bought my mother a beautiful dress, and she looked beautiful in it"
"Very good, Suzie," replied the teacher. She then called on little Michael. "My mommy planned a beautiful banquet, and it turned out beautiful."
She said, "Excellent, Michael!" Then the teacher reluctantly called on Naughty Johnnie. He said, "Last night at the dinner table, my sister told my father that she was pregnant, and he said, "Beautiful, just fucking beautiful!"
Naughty Johnnie was sitting on a park bench munching on one candy bar after another. After the 6th one, a man on the bench across from him said to him, "Son, you know eating all that candy isn't good for you. It will give you acne, rot your teeth, and make you fat."
Naughty Johnnie replied, "My grandfather lived to! be 107 years old."
The man asked, "Did your grandfather eat 6 candy bars at a time?"
Naughty Johnnie answered, "No He minded his own fucking business".
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Naughty Johnnie returns from school, and tells his dad he got an "F" in arithmetic.
"Why?" asks Naughty Johnnie's father?
"The teacher asked me: 'How much is 2x3'?. I said '6," replies Naughty Johnnie.
"But that's right!" says Naughty Johnnie's Dad.
"Yeah, but then she asked me: "How much is 3x2?'"
"What's the fucking difference?" asks his dad.
"That's what I said!"
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One day, during lessons on proper grammar, the teacher asked for a show of hands from those who could use the word "beautiful" in the same sentence twice correctly.
First, she called on little Suzie, who responded with, "My father bought my mother a beautiful dress, and she looked beautiful in it"
"Very good, Suzie," replied the teacher. She then called on little Michael. "My mommy planned a beautiful banquet, and it turned out beautiful."
She said, "Excellent, Michael!" Then the teacher reluctantly called on Naughty Johnnie. He said, "Last night at the dinner table, my sister told my father that she was pregnant, and he said, "Beautiful, just fucking beautiful!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Naughty Johnnie was sitting on a park bench munching on one candy bar after another. After the 6th one, a man on the bench across from him said to him, "Son, you know eating all that candy isn't good for you. It will give you acne, rot your teeth, and make you fat."
Naughty Johnnie replied, "My grandfather lived to! be 107 years old."
The man asked, "Did your grandfather eat 6 candy bars at a time?"
Naughty Johnnie answered, "No He minded his own fucking business".
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They're At It Again
From Roto-Reuters:
Bin Laden says new US attacks prepared
12 minutes agoDUBAI (Reuters) - Osama bin Laden warned that al Qaeda was preparing new attacks inside the United States, but said the group was open to a conditional truce with Americans, according to an audio tape attributed to him on Thursday.
[...]
Sure Osama. Come out into the open where we can see you. Yeah. We'll sign anything you want. Sure. Come on out now.
Click-boom.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
A Funny
For some reason, this tickled my funny bone today:
I may have even pissed in my pants a little.
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Nope.
I may have even pissed in my pants a little.
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Nope.
The Right To Choose
Acidman states his opinion on the Supreme Courts' ruling upholding Oregon's physician-assisted suicide law:
I've always found puzzling the logic that says government can sanction abortion, and even dictate that other people have to pay for it, while making suicide a crime. What do feminists say about abortion? "It's MY body, to do with as I please!" I agree, even though I think abortion used as common post-coital birth-control is wrong. It's a right of "privacy," according to abortion proponents.Some would say the same thing about drugs, smokes, booze or even cheeseburgers for that matter.
Why not apply the same rules to suicide? It's MY body, to do with as I please, and if abortion is a privacy issue, the decision to kill myself surely ought to be.
Pat Robertson Is My Saviour
From Roto-Reuters:
Whatta maroon. A racist maroon.
Yeah. That'll win their hearts over.
In his speech on Monday, marking the Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. holiday, [New Orleans Mayor Ray] Nagin said: "This city will be a majority African-American city. It's the way God wants it to be. .... This city will be chocolate at the end of the day."
[...]
"Surely God is mad at America," he said. "Surely he's not approving of us being in Iraq under false pretense. But surely he's upset at black America also. We're not taking care of ourselves."
Whatta maroon. A racist maroon.
Yeah. That'll win their hearts over.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
ButtFuck Off
'Brokeback' wins top Golden GlobesI guess timing is everything. Being released right before the awards, with much controversy dun them some good, I reckon.
BEVERLY HILLS, California (Reuters) - A heady mix of political drama and romance -- both gay and straight -- won major Golden Globe Awards on Monday with 'Brokeback Mountain' earning the best film drama prize and 'Walk the Line' best musical or comedy.
'Brokeback,' which has wowed critics and found a sizable audience at box offices with its homosexual love story, walked off with four Golden Globes, more than any movie, including best director for Ang Lee, screenplay and song.
Of course, it caused other good movies to take it in the shorts.
The film awards capped a night in which gay movies and characters dominated the winners circle, ...Nice.
Back Again!
Yes, I'm back from vacation.
I hope you all missed me, and I'm sorry I didn't get any posts made all that time. I just didn't spend much time in front of the computer.
Anyway, when I get caught up on stuff, I'll try to get back in the swing of things.
I hope you all missed me, and I'm sorry I didn't get any posts made all that time. I just didn't spend much time in front of the computer.
Anyway, when I get caught up on stuff, I'll try to get back in the swing of things.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Sorry Gang
Let me start with this announcement:
So although I'm not leaving town until Thursday morning, posting could very well be light.
"Thank you for your support."
I'M ON VACATION!!!
So although I'm not leaving town until Thursday morning, posting could very well be light.
"Thank you for your support."
Grumpy Old Bastard
From the AP:
Calif. Man Dies After Setting FireWhat a curmudgeon. :)
DOWNEY, Calif. - An elderly man apparently upset about a parking dispute died in his burning house after trying to set fire to two of his neighbors' homes using "homemade bombs," authorities said.
[...]
Friday, January 06, 2006
Lou Rawls
I heard he died.
Rawls began as a gospel singer and spent nearly five decades working his soulful, velvet-voiced magic on classic tunes including "You'll Never Find Another Love Like Mine" and "Lady Love."Any time now, Pat Robertson is going to say the lord took him because he quit singing gospel songs.
Typical Entertainer
Bill O'Reilly's exchange with David Letterman on the Late Show:
I knew Letterman was an idiot. I just didn't know he was that big of one.
Letterman: "I'm not smart enough to debate you point by point on this"...No truer words were ever spoken.
I knew Letterman was an idiot. I just didn't know he was that big of one.
Does Anyone Even Take Robertson Seriously Anymore?
From ABC News:
He's off his fucking rocker and needs to be tucked away in an assisted living center for alzheimer's patients.
He doesn't even have enough sense to realize how big a joke he has become.
Pat Robertson Suggests Ariel Sharon's Stroke Divine Punishment for 'Dividing God's Land'Robertson is touched. Simple as that.
Christian broadcaster Pat Robertson suggested Thursday that Israeli Prime Minister Ariel Sharon's stroke was divine punishment for "dividing God's land."
[...]
He's off his fucking rocker and needs to be tucked away in an assisted living center for alzheimer's patients.
He doesn't even have enough sense to realize how big a joke he has become.
More Big Brother
I posted about this back in March. At least my home state passed a law which lets me decide whether to let them have the info or not.
From USA Today:
It didn't take much Googling to find out where the one in my Chevy is. You may want to do the same. And find out the privacy rights in your state.
From USA Today:
It's common knowledge that airplanes have 'black boxes' that record flight data so safety experts can reconstruct what went wrong after an accident. But few motorists are aware that their late-model cars contain similar devices - and that police and insurers might use the data against them.Thank the gods. If I could remove it without disabling my vehicle, I would.
Six states (Arkansas, California, Nevada, New York, North Dakota and Texas) have recently passed laws requiring that automakers notify motorists of the devices, known as event data recorders (EDRs), and limiting access to them. Nevada's law, which took effect Jan. 1, requires the owner's permission before data can be retrieved.
In the absence of any federal guidelines, the states are wise to set some parameters. The devices, the size of a pack of cigarettes, are in more than 70% of all new passenger vehicles, foreign and domestic. The National Transportation Safety Board (NTSB) wants them in every new car sold in America, but that fortunately hasn't yet happened because of privacy concerns.Here's a more complete list of what they monitor. And this list is some highlites:
EDRs monitor speed, braking, seat-belt use, steering and more. Ideally, the data can sort out responsibility for accidents and lead to improved vehicle design.
- Vehicle speed (five seconds before impact)
- Engine speed (five seconds before impact)
- Brake status (five seconds before impact)
- Throttle position (five seconds before impact)
- State of driver's seat belt switch (On/Off)
- Passenger's airbag (On/Off)
- IR Warning Lamp status (On/Off)
- Time from vehicle impact to airbag deployment
- Ignition cycle count at event time
- Ignition cycle count at investigation
- Maximum velocity for near-deployment event
- Velocity vs. time for frontal airbag deployment event
- Time from vehicle impact to time of maximum velocity
- Time between near-deploy and deploy event (if within five seconds)
But will police download the data to assign blame after a crash? Can auto insurers use the information to raise premiums or cancel policies? Will lawyers demand access in order to sue you or others? The answers are unclear. Few guidelines exist over who owns the data, and court rulings vary.The answers are unclear? Are you fucking serious? Damn right they'll use the data. Especially insurance companies. They are all too happy to drop you at a moments notice if it's going to cost them money.
With the spread of the devices and NTSB's pressure to mandate them, it's time for the federal government to establish reasonable rules so that all motorists are informed of the devices' presence and who owns them.Goddamn right it is.
EDRs can lead to safety improvements. But it's wrong to demand that motorists ride with a silent snitch under the hood.
It didn't take much Googling to find out where the one in my Chevy is. You may want to do the same. And find out the privacy rights in your state.
This Day in History
From HistoryChannel.com:
1994 Skater Nancy Kerrigan AttackedAnd Tonya Harding goes on to be . . . a boxer.
Olympic hopeful Nancy Kerrigan is attacked at a Detroit ice rink following a practice session two days before the National Figure Skating Championships. A man hit Kerrigan with a club on the back of her knee, causing the figure skater to cry out in pain and bewilderment.
[...]
A Joke
Three strangers strike up a conversation in the airport passenger lounge in Bozeman, Montana, awaiting their flights.
One is an American Indian passing through from Lame Deer.
Another is a Cowboy on his way to Billings for a livestock show and the third passenger is a fundamentalist Arab student, newly arrived at Montana State University from the Middle East.
Their discussion drifts to their diverse cultures. Soon, the two Westerners learn that the Arab is a devout, radical Muslim and the conversation falls into an uneasy lull.
The cowboy leans back in his chair, crosses his boots on a magazine table and tips his big sweat-stained hat forward over his face. The wind outside is blowing tumbleweeds around, and the old windsock is flapping; but still no plane comes.
Finally, the American Indian clears his throat and softly he speaks, At one time here, my people were many, but sadly, now we are few."
The Muslim student raises an eyebrow and leans forward, "Once my people were few," he sneers, "and now we are many. Why do you suppose that is?"
The Montana cowboy shifts his toothpick to one side of his mouth and from the darkness beneath his Stetson says in a drawl, "That's 'cause we ain't played Cowboys and Muslims yet, but I do believe it's a-comin'."
Quote(s) Of The Day
A collection of quotes by Ronald Reagan. I've seen them scattered around here and there, but not all together like this.
Funny how they ring so true:
Funny how they ring so true:
"The most terrifying words in the English language are: I'm from the government and I'm here to help."
"The trouble with our liberal friends is not that they're ignorant: It's just that they know so much that isn't so."
"Of the four wars in my lifetime none came about because the U.S. was too strong."
"I have wondered at times about what the Ten Commandment's would have looked like if Moses had run them through the U.S. Congress."
"The taxpayer: That's someone who works for the federal government but doesn't have to take the civil service examination."
"Government is like a baby: An alimentary canal with a big appetite at one end and no sense of responsibility at the other."
"If we ever forget that we're one nation under God, then we will be a nation gone under."
"The nearest thing to eternal life we will ever see on this earth is a government program."
"I've laid down the law, though, to everyone from now on about anything that happens: no matter what time it is, wake me, even if it's in the middle of a Cabinet meeting."
"It has been said that politics is the second oldest profession. I have learned that it bears a striking resemblance to the first."
"Government's view of the economy could be summed up in a few short phrases: If it moves, tax it. If it keeps moving, regulate it. And if it stops moving, subsidize it."
"Politics is not a bad profession. If you succeed there are many rewards, if you disgrace yourself you can always write a book."
"No arsenal, or no weapon in the arsenals of the world, is so formidable as the will and moral courage of free men and women.
Thursday, January 05, 2006
I Be Edjucaded
Here's where Nigerian spammers get their start.
thx MM.
"We provide you with the tools to succeed in the online industrial world".Phunnie.
thx MM.
Extreme Bullshit For The Queer Show
Og at neanderpundit shares my thoughts on those moronic "Extreme" shows where someone hides you while remodeling your house. Or you for that matter:
[...]I like his style.
I wear black. I wear bluejeans when I'm working and likely to get filthy. Otherwise i'm like a fat Johnny Cash. Anyone comes to me and says "you need to change your wardrobe and here's $2500 to do it", I'm gonna take the money and punch them right in the head, and keep doing it until they fall down.
The same goes for the goddamn home improvement shows. These "designers" that wade in and paint your living room to look like a south american whorehouse? those guys start pulling up my driveway, I hope they have deer-slug resistant glass windshields, because that's what they're gonna be seeing. And the only thing they'll be changing is their shorts.
The Mine Story
By now you all should be familiar with the mining tragedy story in West Virginia which began with an explosion on monday, and ended - well, not quite yet. The missing miners were found wednesday morning early, all dead except one.
I kept tabs on this story for the most part, because being a former coal miner, I wanted to know what happened and why.
Of course, we won't really know any details until the surviving miner wakes from his coma, or until the feds publish their report, but that's to be expected since the only reports we'll be getting for the next little while will only be about how the media were so quick to report that all the miners were alive when they actually weren't.
Yeah, they reported wrongly. What's new? We shouldn't fault them for it as they were reporting information given to them by supposed reliable sources - one of which was the governor of the state. I think any journalist would trust the governor as a reliable relayer of information.
But I don't think that's the story at all. I think the story here is that there were men trapped in a mine by an accident, and that there were scared and tired people working their asses off trying to find these trapped miners. There were others above ground waiting for hours to try and help any men found. There were yet more people counseling and consoling families, preparing meals, bringing coffee and otherwise doing whatever they could to help in any way possible.
In the end, there are kids without fathers, parents without sons and wives without husbands.
In the meantime, the big media companies are busier than a one-legged riverdancer pointing and scoffing at every reporter who said the miners were found alive, and thinking to themselves "Sure glad I didn't jump the gun like that!". Well, if they didn't report it, it was because they had the luxury of time. Their deadline was later than the ones who did. Simple as that.
But at the same time, the big media is still trying to scrape a story about the evil corporation and how they're to blame for getting these men killed:
But, that being the case, the finger of blame points even more rigidly at the miners themselves. If there were that many things wrong, the miners were not doing their jobs. The exception to this is this part:
The part about
The next part about
Why, you may ask, am I dis'n the miners like that? Well, because I know it happens. We used to do the same shit. I was a fireboss (an on-the-job safety inspector). I sometimes forgot to sign the book.
I was also a member of the crew. We took shortcuts. We weren't careless, but we did take shortcuts. We weren't going to shut down operations to fix a leaky hose, or a nick in an electrical cable. We would patch it and let the maintenance people perform the major repairs.
We also had our section shut down by the feds. It happens all the time. You fix what they want you to fix, then you go on about your day.
Who knows? Someone may have pissed the inspectors off. They can be a very vindictive bunch. After all, they're in a rather powerful postition. They have the ability to make your life miserable, just like the health department has the ability to make a restauranteur's life miserable should they choose to. The inspectors may have been harder on this mine than the other comparable mines.
You wanna see some ass kissin'? Watch a section foreman when a federal or state mine inspector starts poking around his section.
In the end though, accidents happen. No matter how careful you are, sometimes shit happens.
Daydream a little in your car - run a red light? No one's fault but your own.
Walk down the stairs - miss the last step and fall? Can't blame anyone but yourself.
What happened in that mine to cause the explosion? We don't know. I'm going to speculate a little and come up with a couple scenarios. Since I have had experience in that occupation, I can form a couple hypothetical situations.
We know there were two man-trips (vehicles which workers ride in) entering the mine when it blew up. Man-trips can be all sorts of different vehicles - mounted on tracks like trains, 'buckets' lowered from the surface, or even small pick-up trucks.
If there were a concentration of methane (natural gas) in the area where the miners stopped, it could have been ignited by a spark from shutting off the engine or lights of the man-trip.
Now the man-trip should have never been in an area where methane could have a high enough concentration to explode. It should have been pre-shifted - which is where a fireboss would take methane levels measurements, poison gas measurements and performed a general area safety inspection - prior to anyone else entering the area.
Anyway, I'm guessing it wasn't all that much of an explosion, or the second man-trip which was entering the mine would have been blown completely out of the mine. Instead, they were able to return to the surface on their own.
Also, the men close to or in the explosion would have blown to bits. The fact that there was one survivor - albeit quite hurt, somewhat indicates it wasn't all that powerful. Besides, those men had time to leave the area and barricade themselves from the area where the explosion and possible fire were.
Why didn't they take the hurt guy with them? Who knows. Maybe they thought he was already dead. But in the end, maybe he's lucky they didn't. It sounds like the air they were in was worse than the air he was in.
From what I understand, the others died of CO poisoning. They didn't die from the explosion, or from being burned in a fire. They died behind the barricade. The explosion could have damamged temporary or permenant ventilation barriers which could have short-circuited ventilation. It may have allowed ventilation of the bad air away from the survivor, but not farther into the mine where the others were. They very well could have trapped enough bad air in the barricade with them to cause their deaths.
The families can take comfort in the fact that they didn't suffer. They were probably scared, probably thought they would die, but they felt no pain.
The lungs prefer the much easier to absorb carbon monoxide to oxygen, 500-to-1. So they would still be breathing easily - not gasping for air - and they wouldn't be uncomfortable. In fact, they would probably just be a bit light headed, euphoric and eventually, sleepy.
They're still dead, and that's tragic for their families and friends. It's tragic for anyone who can relate either by thinking "What if I lost a loved one?" or "What if that happened on my job?".
Update: Like I said, they just went to sleep. On a note found by one of the miners, these words were written (picture below):
I kept tabs on this story for the most part, because being a former coal miner, I wanted to know what happened and why.
Of course, we won't really know any details until the surviving miner wakes from his coma, or until the feds publish their report, but that's to be expected since the only reports we'll be getting for the next little while will only be about how the media were so quick to report that all the miners were alive when they actually weren't.
Some Say Media Erred in Mine CoverageI could puke.
Yeah, they reported wrongly. What's new? We shouldn't fault them for it as they were reporting information given to them by supposed reliable sources - one of which was the governor of the state. I think any journalist would trust the governor as a reliable relayer of information.
But I don't think that's the story at all. I think the story here is that there were men trapped in a mine by an accident, and that there were scared and tired people working their asses off trying to find these trapped miners. There were others above ground waiting for hours to try and help any men found. There were yet more people counseling and consoling families, preparing meals, bringing coffee and otherwise doing whatever they could to help in any way possible.
In the end, there are kids without fathers, parents without sons and wives without husbands.
In the meantime, the big media companies are busier than a one-legged riverdancer pointing and scoffing at every reporter who said the miners were found alive, and thinking to themselves "Sure glad I didn't jump the gun like that!". Well, if they didn't report it, it was because they had the luxury of time. Their deadline was later than the ones who did. Simple as that.
But at the same time, the big media is still trying to scrape a story about the evil corporation and how they're to blame for getting these men killed:
Mine had hundreds of violationsHundreds in a six year period? Eh, normal. The article states that this mine had more than the average violations for a mine the same size. That very well could be true.
[...]
...had been cited for hundreds of federal safety violations since it opened in 1999, government records show.
But, that being the case, the finger of blame points even more rigidly at the miners themselves. If there were that many things wrong, the miners were not doing their jobs. The exception to this is this part:
"Nine times in the past year, the mine was cited for failing to properly enact a mine ventilation plan,..."That would be the responsibility of the desk jockeys working outside the mine. They failed to push some paperwork.
The part about
"cited the mine for failing to properly conduct a "pre-shift examination"That is laziness on the part of miners. Either that or they forgot to sign the book saying they did in fact, perform their pre-shift inspection.
The next part about
"...extensive safety problems that led the agency to close parts of it 18 times last year"Again, the miners may have cut corners.
Why, you may ask, am I dis'n the miners like that? Well, because I know it happens. We used to do the same shit. I was a fireboss (an on-the-job safety inspector). I sometimes forgot to sign the book.
I was also a member of the crew. We took shortcuts. We weren't careless, but we did take shortcuts. We weren't going to shut down operations to fix a leaky hose, or a nick in an electrical cable. We would patch it and let the maintenance people perform the major repairs.
We also had our section shut down by the feds. It happens all the time. You fix what they want you to fix, then you go on about your day.
Who knows? Someone may have pissed the inspectors off. They can be a very vindictive bunch. After all, they're in a rather powerful postition. They have the ability to make your life miserable, just like the health department has the ability to make a restauranteur's life miserable should they choose to. The inspectors may have been harder on this mine than the other comparable mines.
You wanna see some ass kissin'? Watch a section foreman when a federal or state mine inspector starts poking around his section.
In the end though, accidents happen. No matter how careful you are, sometimes shit happens.
Daydream a little in your car - run a red light? No one's fault but your own.
Walk down the stairs - miss the last step and fall? Can't blame anyone but yourself.
What happened in that mine to cause the explosion? We don't know. I'm going to speculate a little and come up with a couple scenarios. Since I have had experience in that occupation, I can form a couple hypothetical situations.
We know there were two man-trips (vehicles which workers ride in) entering the mine when it blew up. Man-trips can be all sorts of different vehicles - mounted on tracks like trains, 'buckets' lowered from the surface, or even small pick-up trucks.
If there were a concentration of methane (natural gas) in the area where the miners stopped, it could have been ignited by a spark from shutting off the engine or lights of the man-trip.
Now the man-trip should have never been in an area where methane could have a high enough concentration to explode. It should have been pre-shifted - which is where a fireboss would take methane levels measurements, poison gas measurements and performed a general area safety inspection - prior to anyone else entering the area.
Anyway, I'm guessing it wasn't all that much of an explosion, or the second man-trip which was entering the mine would have been blown completely out of the mine. Instead, they were able to return to the surface on their own.
Also, the men close to or in the explosion would have blown to bits. The fact that there was one survivor - albeit quite hurt, somewhat indicates it wasn't all that powerful. Besides, those men had time to leave the area and barricade themselves from the area where the explosion and possible fire were.
Why didn't they take the hurt guy with them? Who knows. Maybe they thought he was already dead. But in the end, maybe he's lucky they didn't. It sounds like the air they were in was worse than the air he was in.
From what I understand, the others died of CO poisoning. They didn't die from the explosion, or from being burned in a fire. They died behind the barricade. The explosion could have damamged temporary or permenant ventilation barriers which could have short-circuited ventilation. It may have allowed ventilation of the bad air away from the survivor, but not farther into the mine where the others were. They very well could have trapped enough bad air in the barricade with them to cause their deaths.
The families can take comfort in the fact that they didn't suffer. They were probably scared, probably thought they would die, but they felt no pain.
The lungs prefer the much easier to absorb carbon monoxide to oxygen, 500-to-1. So they would still be breathing easily - not gasping for air - and they wouldn't be uncomfortable. In fact, they would probably just be a bit light headed, euphoric and eventually, sleepy.
They're still dead, and that's tragic for their families and friends. It's tragic for anyone who can relate either by thinking "What if I lost a loved one?" or "What if that happened on my job?".
Family, Friends Grieve for W. Va. MinersThankfully, these sort of tragedies don't happen very often.
Update: Like I said, they just went to sleep. On a note found by one of the miners, these words were written (picture below):
"Tell all I see them on the other side JR"There are more notes, but they haven't been released yet.
"It wasn't bad. I just went to sleep. I love you."
This Day in History
From historychannel.com:
1972 Nixon launches the space shuttle program
Also on this day in presidential history, Richard Nixon signs a bill authorizing $5.5 million in funding to develop a space shuttle. The space shuttle represented a giant leap forward in the technology of space travel. Designed to function more like a cost-efficient “reusable” airplane than a one-use-only rocket-launched capsules, the shuttle afforded NASA pilots and scientists more time in space with which to conduct space-related research. NASA launched Columbia, the first space shuttle, in 1981.
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Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Are you an alien abductee?
58 common indicators of UFO encounters or abductions by alien beings
Ask yourself if you . . .
Ask yourself if you . . .
- Have had unexplainable missing or lost time of one hour or more.
- Have been paralyzed in bed with a being in your room.
- Have unusual scars or marks with no possible explanation on how you received them (small scoop indentation, straight line scar, triangular marks, scars in roof of mouth, in nose, behind or in ears, etc.)
- Have seen balls of light or flashes of light in your home or other locations
- Have a memory of flying through the air which could not be a dream, or many dreams involving flying.
- Have a strong "marker memory" that will not go away (i.e.: an alien face, an examination, a needle, a table, a strange skinny baby, etc.)
- Have seen beams of light outside your home, or come into your room through a window.
- Have had many dreams of UFOs, beams of light, or alien beings.
- Have had a shocking UFO sighting or multiple sightings in your life.
- Have a cosmic awareness, an interest in ecology, environment, vegetarianism, or are very socially conscious.
- Have a strong sense of having a mission or important task to perform, sometime, without knowing where this compulsion is coming from.
- Have a secret feeling that you are "special" or "chosen," somehow.
- Have had unexplainable events occur in your life, and felt strangely anxious afterwards.
- Have had several strange psychic experiences - such as knowing that something is going to happen before it happens.
- For women only: Have had false pregnancy or missing fetus. (pregnant, and then not)
- Have awoken in another place than where you went to sleep, or don't remember ever going to sleep. (i.e. waking up with your head at the foot of your bed, or in your car)
- Have had a dream of eyes such as animal eyes (like an owl or deer), or remember seeing an animal looking in at you. Also if you have a fear of eyes.
- Have awoken in the middle of the night startled.
- Have strong reaction to cover of Communion or pictures of aliens. Either an aversion to or being drawn to.
- Have inexplicably strong fears or phobias. (i.e. heights, snakes, spiders, large insects, certain sounds, bright lights, your personal security or being alone).
- Have experienced self-esteem problem much of your life.
- Have seen someone with you become paralyzed, motionless, or frozen in time, especially someone you sleep with.
- Have a memory of having a special place with spiritual significance, when you were a youngster.
- Have had someone in your life who claims to have witnessed a ship or alien near you or has witnessed you having been missing.
- Have had, at any time, blood or strangel stain on sheet or pillow, with no explanation of how it got there.
- Have an interest in the subject of UFO sightings or aliens, perhaps compelled to read about it a lot.
- Have an extreme aversion towards the subject of UFO's or aliens - don't want to talk about it.
- Have been suddenly compelled to drive or walk to an out of the way or unknown area.
- Have the feeling of being watched much of the time, especially at night.
- Have had dreams of passing through a closed window or solid wall.
- Have seen a strange fog or haze that should not be there.
- Have heard strange humming or pulsing sounds, and you could not identify the source.
- Have had unusual nose bleeds at any time in your life. Or have awoken with a nose bleed.
- Have awoken with soreness in your genitals which can not be explained.
- Have had back or neck problems, T-3 vertebrae out often, or awoken with an unusual stiffness in any part of the body.
- Have had chronic sinusitis or nasal problems.
- Have had electronics around you go haywire or oddly malfunction with no explanation (such as street lights going out as you walk under them, TV's and radios affected as you move close, etc.).
- Have seen a hooded figure in or near your home, especially next to your bed.
- Have had frequent or sporadic ringing in your ears, especially in one ear.
- Have an unusual fear of doctors or tend to avoid medical treatment.
- Have insomnia or sleep disorders which are puzzling to you.
- Have had dreams of doctors or medical procedures.
- Have frequent or sporadic headaches, especially in the sinus, behind one eye, or in one ear.
- Have the feeling that you are going crazy for even thinking about these sorts of things.
- Have had paranormal or psychic experiences, including intuition.
- Have been prone to compulsive or addictive behavior.
- Have channeled telepathic messages from extraterrestrials.
- Have simply heard an external voice in your head, speaking to you, perhaps instructing or guiding you.
- Have been afraid of your closet, now or as a child.
- Have had sexual or relationship problems (such as an odd "feeling" that you must not become involved in a relationship because it would interfere with "something.")
- Have to sleep against the wall or must sleep with your bed against a wall.
- Have a fear that you must be very vigilant or you will be taken away by "someone."
- Have a difficult time trusting other people, especially authority figures.
- Have had dreams of destruction or catastrophe.
- Have the feeling that you are not supposed to talk about these things, or that you should not talk about them.
- Have experienced many things in this list, and recall your children or parents speaking of similar experiences on occasion.
- Have tried to resolve these types of problems with little or no success.
- Have many of these traits but can't remember anything about an abduction or alien encounter.
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From Roto-Reuters:
Before you get all vindictive and shit there girlie, find out if it wasn't their own fault first. They may have unwittingly gone into an unsafe area without checking it all out first. After all, the mine had been closed for a long spell during the holiday season. Those men may have gone in there without first pre-shifting it thoroughly to make sure it was safe to re-enter.
Or, it may have been negligence by the company's...
Just one survivor at W. Virginia mineI'm surprised anyone survived. He is way lucky.
TALLMANSVILLE, West Virginia (Reuters) - Only one man survived after an explosion in a West Virginia coal mine, a mine official said on Wednesday, transforming joy into grief and anger just hours after a mistaken report emerged that 12 of 13 missing miners were still alive 40 hours after the blast.
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Anne Meredith, whose father died in the incident, said, "I feel that we were lied to all along," adding that she planned to sue ICG.Yup, here it comes. The ambulance chasers are lined up right behind the reporters.
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Before you get all vindictive and shit there girlie, find out if it wasn't their own fault first. They may have unwittingly gone into an unsafe area without checking it all out first. After all, the mine had been closed for a long spell during the holiday season. Those men may have gone in there without first pre-shifting it thoroughly to make sure it was safe to re-enter.
Or, it may have been negligence by the company's...
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Feminazis
Maureen Dowd and the NY Times are both a little 'different' than my way of thinking, but there are some interesting perspectives in this article. And there are some rather hilarious insights:
I have nothing against smart, professional women. Nor do I have anything against aggressive women - as long as they don't confuse their aggression with anger against the entire gender. I.e., try to prove that since they're a woman they have to act that much more bitchy to get their way or get their point across, thereby damming up their lack of self confidence that they can Git 'er done!
I also think that a woman should get the same pay for doing the same job - provided she's capable of doing the job. A woman can work a computer as good as a man, but most can't carry a full grown man out of a burning building as well as a man could.
My final thought on this is, a woman hadn't better even think of getting upset if a guy doesn't bother opening the door for her. They have fought for years to be the equal, and if she does't get treated 'special' nowdays, well, as they say - "Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it."
Feminism's devolution from hoaxers to whoresPersonally, I think a woman who is "unmarried and childless" is that way because she's too much of bitch that no guy in his right mind would have anything to do with her.
By Kathleen Parker
Nov 2, 2005
"So was the feminist movement some sort of cruel hoax? Do women get less desirable as they get more successful?"
Columnist Maureen Dowd posed those questions in Sunday's New York Times Magazine in an essay adapted from her forthcoming book: "Are Men Necessary: When Sexes Collide."
Entertaining as usual, Dowd explored her premise that many women end up unmarried and childless because they're successful by reviewing women's evolution since her college days, which happen to have coincided with my own. We both came of age as women's lib was being midwifed into the culture by a generation of women who felt enslaved by homemaking and childbearing.
Now, in the span of a generation, all that business about equality apparently isn't so appealing to a younger generation of women, who are ever inventive as they seek old ways to attract new men. Dowd writes:
"Today, women have gone back to hunting their quarry, with elaborate schemes designed to allow the deluded creatures (men) to think they are the hunters."
Dowd, herself unmarried and childless, wonders whether being smart and successful explains her status. She observes that men would rather marry women who are younger and more malleable, i.e. less successful and perhaps not so very bright.
No one vets the culture with a keener eye than Dowd. Her identification of trends - especially the perverse evolution of liberated women from Birkenstock-wearing intellectuals into pole-dancing sluts - is dead on. But while she sees women clearly as they search for identity in a gender-shifting culture, she doesn't seem to know much about men.
Men haven't turned away from smart, successful women because they're smart and successful. More likely they've turned away because the feminist movement that encouraged women to be smart and successful also encouraged them to be hostile and demeaning to men.
Whatever was wrong, men did it. During the past 30 years, they've been variously characterized as male chauvinist pigs, deadbeat dads or knuckle-dragging abusers who beat their wives on Super Bowl Sunday. At the same time women wanted men to be wage earners, they also wanted them to act like girlfriends: to time their contractions, feed and diaper the baby, and go antiquing.
And then, when whatshisname inevitably lapsed into guy-ness, women wanted him to disappear. If children were involved, women got custody and men got an invoice. The eradication of men and fathers from children's lives has been feminism's most despicable accomplishment. Half of all children will sleep tonight in a home where their father does not live.
Did we really think men wouldn't mind?
Meanwhile, when we're not bashing men, we're diminishing manhood. Look around at entertainment and other cultural signposts and you see a feminized culture that prefers sanitized men - hairless, coiffed, buffed and, if possible, gay. Men don't know whether to be "metrosexuals" getting pedicures, or "groomzillas" obsessing about wedding favors, or the latest, "ubersexuals" - yes to the coif, no to androgyny.
As far as I can tell, real men don't have a problem with smart, successful women. But they do mind being castrated. It's a guy thing. They do mind being told in so many ways that they are superfluous.
Even now, the latest book to fuel the feminist flames of male alienation is Peggy Drexler's lesbian guide to guilt-free narcissism, "Raising Boys Without Men." Is it possible to raise boys without men? Sure. Is it right? You may find your answer by imagining a male-authored book titled: "Raising Girls Without Women."
Returning to Dowd's original question, yes, the feminist movement was a hoax inasmuch as it told only half the story. As even feminist matriarch Betty Friedan eventually noted, feminism failed to recognize that even smart, successful women also want to be mothers. It's called Nature. Social engineering can no more change that fact than mechanical engineering can change the laws of physics.
Many of those women who declined to join the modern feminist movement learned the rest of the story by becoming mothers themselves and, in many cases, by raising boys who were born innocent and undeserving of women's hostilities.
I would never insist that women have to have children to be fully female. Some women aren't mother material - and some men don't deserve the children they sire. But something vital and poignant happens when one's own interests become secondary to the more compelling needs of children.
You grow up. In the process of sacrificing your infant-self for the real baby, you stop obsessing and fixating on the looking glass. Instead, you focus your energies on trying to raise healthy boys and girls to become smart, successful men and women.
In the jungle, one hopes, they will find each other.
I have nothing against smart, professional women. Nor do I have anything against aggressive women - as long as they don't confuse their aggression with anger against the entire gender. I.e., try to prove that since they're a woman they have to act that much more bitchy to get their way or get their point across, thereby damming up their lack of self confidence that they can Git 'er done!
I also think that a woman should get the same pay for doing the same job - provided she's capable of doing the job. A woman can work a computer as good as a man, but most can't carry a full grown man out of a burning building as well as a man could.
My final thought on this is, a woman hadn't better even think of getting upset if a guy doesn't bother opening the door for her. They have fought for years to be the equal, and if she does't get treated 'special' nowdays, well, as they say - "Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it."
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