Tuesday, May 21, 2013
2014: Another Winner If The Dems Are For Real
The Oklahoma tornadoes and the teabagging morons have given the Dems another way to win in 2014. How serious are they about winning?
Oklahoma: These Are Your Boys
Abrams Trek 2 Will Definitely Not Be The Worst And Dumbest SciFi Abortion Of The Summer
Because there is After Earth. Let's be honest. Not even JJ Abrams and his band of hacktacular idiots can beat the ruling kings of embarrassingly awful and horribly stupid movies: Will Smith and M. Night Shyamalan. That's an epic shit show combination that may in fact finally destroy our space-time continuum.
Monday, May 20, 2013
TBogg Gets Brutalized On FDL
Obama mega-fluffer TBogg get fucking sodomized by his peers on FDL over Bradley Manning. I'd imagine that's gonna require a whole lot of ego soothing and circle jerking from the Team O fellows on behalf of the L&T TBogg. As far as TBogg goes, low-effort internets snarkster and rock-ribbed conservative establishment Democratic about covers it. He really shoulda gone quietly when he closed up his original blog; he would have been remembered for the humor and humanity rather than the second-rate gurgling fluff work; the shit he wrote after his dad died was beyond brilliant and funny and insightful. Such is the bread of an everyday life.
WTF Oklahoma Tornadoes
A nightmare of tornadoes today in Oklahoma. Death, destruction, suffering, it is all right there for consumption on the tee vee "news". You want infrastructure repair and upgrade? There's some. For gods' sakes, though, since their governor is a rock-ribbed Republican, I'm sure the fine victims will eschew any governmental relief at all from any level, federal, state, local, and will completely rely on their imaginary god, the charity of the Koch brothers and the Koch suckers, along with their very own mother fucking bootstraps to recover and rebuild. America, Fuck Yeah!
Dirty, Dirty Flower
This is the original, homemade version with girlfriend instead of minions. I guess being bisexual was too scary for Matador Records or somethin'.
Fox "News" Are Total Pussies
Before the tornadoes today, Fox "News" was nothing but whingy pussies bitching about poor, stupid James Rosen being picked on by those black dudes. Frankly, Fox "News" and all their compatriots thought this unconstitutional, police state bullshit was fine, just fine until they found themselves in the crosshairs. Well, fuck them; they waited way to long to join the fucking party, and now nobody gives a flying fuck. Nice going, assholes.
Abrams Trek 2: The Reviews Are Brutal
The reviews of titanic dipshit JJ Abrams' second Star Trek flick have been pretty fucking bad. Even the decent ones say how fucking inane the whole enterprise is. That's pretty fucking hilarious. The first one sucked monkey balls, and in the end, nothing else was possible. This is the land of highly-paid failures, and Hollywood easily rivals DC and Manhattan as the epicenter of worthless shitbirds.
James Rosen: Idiot And Criminal?
James Rosen is a Fox "News" asshole and possible criminal conspirator, according to the Justice Department. All of the sudden, Fox "News" and many others are going batshit because even the nasty bullshit the government does these days is often completely legal. This is what a police state looks like, folks. The trampling of individual rights is the new rule of law, and Obama is just as guilty as Bush, Clinton, Bush, Reagan, and the rest.
Don't Frak With Jon Voight's Daughter I Guess
I would tend to give Angelina Jolie a bit of forbearance because one, her father was Jon Voight and he's a a fucking douchenozzle, and two, she was legally married to Billy Bob Thornton and that can't have been a picnic. That said, cancer, health care, and privilege went nuts on the internets in the wake of Ms. Jolie's news; wealth and privilege are the key points, especially in a nation like the USA where health care is completely a luxury and not a right.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Dire Straits Sucks: Yet Another Thing John Peel Got Right
Wandered by some sorry son of a bitch on the internets who mentioned that Dire Straits was one of his favorite bands. Every time some asshole says something like this, I am reminded that not only do I hate the awful mess that is Dire Straits and Mark Knopfler's idiot-son-of-Bob-Dylan singing affectations, but also that transcendent good stuff expert John Peel had no time for the likes of Dire Straits. Since much of Peel's taste in music mirrors mine, I agree that Peel was a fucking genius.
Harvey Wasserman Twofer
Solartopian Harvey Wasserman gets a twofer on the interwebs media exposure at CounterPunch and FDL with the very same article about the San Onfore nuke plant. Nothing wrong with that; more Harvey Wasserman and less of the assholes like Jonathan Karl and we'd all be fucking golden.
Big Gay French Marriage
Another big gay step forward for same-sex divorce in France. The dominoes are a' fallin'.
Trashing Jonathan Karl Is Good Fun
Right-wing tee vee cocksucker Jonathan Karl has been getting brutally savaged since his little fuck-up with some asshole talking points. Of course, Karl is such a tremendous douchebag that he has been obviously a douchebag since way back. Karl is the worst of the worst: a Village Idiot numbnuts as well as a bloated conservative dickwad. This is your establishment media at work.
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Ed Show Return'd
Wasn't that fucker sposed to be on for two (2) hours each day Saturday and Sunday? That would be cool, cuz that would give him as much air time as Larry O'Donnell. Seriously, MSNBC pretty much shuts down on weekends, so between the four hours a day in the morning, three or four hours in the afternoon with Big Ed and Karen Finney, at least that would be a start of being a full-time cable network.
Friday, May 17, 2013
Goodbye To Kepler
The Kepler telescope looks like it is toast. There's not much that can be done now, and whatever they are trying is not a high-probability success. This might be a good time to discuss priorities, but there's little chance of that given our decaying idiot culture.
The Worst Thing About Portlandia?
Is the worst thing about Portlandia not the insultingly insipid "comedy", but the fact that rancid stench of Fred Armisen fatally taints Sleater-Kinney? Armisen couldn't ruin The Mekons by marrying Sally, but his heinous tee vee show is making Carrie Brownstein look worse all the time.
More Benghazi Reality Chex
Like a drip, drip, drip of cleansing light, there is more useful information about the Benghazi nonsense all the time. As a people, we are very poorly served by the right-wing dipshits in Congress and Fox "News"; with a real investigation into this shit, it would get very interesting very quickly.
Workin' Progress: Hannah Had Read Calvert
Hannah had read Calvert pretty young. She was probably eight when she first started A Year On Mars, though she'd put it down after not too long to finish her consumption of the Wrinkle In Time books and the Narnias and the Tolkien and the Dahl. All that had left her somewhat peeved; back then she couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something was pissing her off in the aftermath, so it was a couple of years later that she picked up Calvert again, and it was the book that she carried around with her to read when her assigned reading was done. Once she finished, Mick got her the book Andrew Glasner had written about Calvert and A Year. Glasner was probably a little too close to the subject, but he did an excellent job, Hannah thought, becoming Calvert's Ellmann more than anything else. Now more than 20 years later, Calvert seemed to be the most widely read author in human existence. Of course her father had read him, but so had Tom and Eric and most of the others. It was a prep school thing, a New York State and New England college thing. 20 plus years on, she almost thought she was living it. Nothing had been lost, of course, and anything she wanted to read or see was available, but she was amazed that the maudlin and insufferable book she had been strangely unable to resist, partly because it spoke to her about her father, was now some sort of horrible, annoying prescience.
Hannah was blessed that she had completely ignored Harry Potter. Mick had advised her to read more before she wasted her time with that shit, and by the time she picked up Calvert again, she'd read enough to skip it entirely for many years. Weary curiosity made her pick it up three or four years after the whole thing started, but she was so horrified that she was 15 before she blew through a few of them because some of her friends at Hotchkiss were reading them, but it wasn't her bag. Her father encouraged her to read anything, even that shit if she wanted, but to keep reading. She read his books and Con's few books when she was bored growing up, so she was able to tell what was worthwhile early on--and her father had warned her when she was around eight that the years before she started high school would go quicker than she could know and that she should be taking all the opportunities to read widely while she could. She was served well by the two or three or four books going at once habit as she got older, but she fortunately acquired her father's music and literature snobbery so that she had no stomach for wasting her time with or committing her precious attention to hackneyed garbage.
Though the MD/PhD idea had been hers, mostly to get a shitload of school for free, Hannah would have wanted to get a literature degree if she had been completely honest at 17 and would have had she known how things were going to play out. Her father had started before she was five, encouraging her to focus, make her own decisions, and live with the consequences. His only option for her had been medical school unless she came up with a better option. Hannah always suspected that he was 50% fucking with her, but as the years went by she saw that he was not going to let her off easy. The singing career wasn't gonna happen. 6'4" 210 lb. ballerinas weren't a thing. Engineering seemed more than a little limited. She had options for athletic scholarships. She was good at math and had a talent for science. Mick recognized years before Hannah did that she would be extremely interested in intimidating her peers in ways that weren't height-related. At every step of the way Mick was there to encourage her, push her, help her and support her. He was very clear: he'd do anything he could he do to help her, and he expected nothing less then 100% success. He did not tell her what to do. He asked her what she was going to do. How was she going to get it done? With that, he kept her on track.
She'd started her plans in high school. After a couple of years her grades were good and she started talking about them. She was actually not that interested in medical school or being a doctor--until she got there, and then she found it far easier than she thought, and was honestly curious about how she would like dealing with patients--but she kept science and the med school and doctorate plan as her focus. Mick recognized immediately that she was making an MD/PhD program her fallback position, which made him so proud. Her grades stayed good. Her plan worked exceedingly well. And now she was here. What could be less useful than a PhD in biochemistry or a medical degree? Between the two of them, she and Dillon had an MD, a PhD, a JD, and an MBA. An existential joke? No doubt, but if she was ever going to be a painter or a poet or something equally as ephemeral, she now had the time to find out.
For the next few years, Hannah was going to be working on taking care of the twins. She had a feeling there would be more fully human children soon enough. The Berottis, Olivia Park and her husband, Julienne and Genevieve and their husbands, Melissa--both Melissas--Rachel, Cynthia, but mostly the older women, they were going to be shocked. Maybe her mother, too. There was a lot of fucking going on, and more all the time, so there were going to be babies. That's what they would be doing for quite awhile. They'd be having babies and reading and eventually creating. That was what Mick had said he was so curious about. He had told Hannah that he was curious to see what would be created by the last people. What sort of legacy would the last cohort leave behind? Mick was sure that the children born would not be solely human, but Hannah wasn't sure about that.
Both moons were up now, energizing the purple glow of the sky with a vibrant reflected light, and the water was glowing brightly at the horizon line. Hannah was watching the fires below from her balcony and listening to the patterns of the voices. She had finally had the shower she been skipping, and dressed in a nearly threadbare genuine Hotchkiss swimming t-shirt and amazingly stretchy shorts, she watched Tom carrying out a huge tub of ice to Kevin and Con and turned away from the scene below to join them.
Hannah was blessed that she had completely ignored Harry Potter. Mick had advised her to read more before she wasted her time with that shit, and by the time she picked up Calvert again, she'd read enough to skip it entirely for many years. Weary curiosity made her pick it up three or four years after the whole thing started, but she was so horrified that she was 15 before she blew through a few of them because some of her friends at Hotchkiss were reading them, but it wasn't her bag. Her father encouraged her to read anything, even that shit if she wanted, but to keep reading. She read his books and Con's few books when she was bored growing up, so she was able to tell what was worthwhile early on--and her father had warned her when she was around eight that the years before she started high school would go quicker than she could know and that she should be taking all the opportunities to read widely while she could. She was served well by the two or three or four books going at once habit as she got older, but she fortunately acquired her father's music and literature snobbery so that she had no stomach for wasting her time with or committing her precious attention to hackneyed garbage.
Though the MD/PhD idea had been hers, mostly to get a shitload of school for free, Hannah would have wanted to get a literature degree if she had been completely honest at 17 and would have had she known how things were going to play out. Her father had started before she was five, encouraging her to focus, make her own decisions, and live with the consequences. His only option for her had been medical school unless she came up with a better option. Hannah always suspected that he was 50% fucking with her, but as the years went by she saw that he was not going to let her off easy. The singing career wasn't gonna happen. 6'4" 210 lb. ballerinas weren't a thing. Engineering seemed more than a little limited. She had options for athletic scholarships. She was good at math and had a talent for science. Mick recognized years before Hannah did that she would be extremely interested in intimidating her peers in ways that weren't height-related. At every step of the way Mick was there to encourage her, push her, help her and support her. He was very clear: he'd do anything he could he do to help her, and he expected nothing less then 100% success. He did not tell her what to do. He asked her what she was going to do. How was she going to get it done? With that, he kept her on track.
She'd started her plans in high school. After a couple of years her grades were good and she started talking about them. She was actually not that interested in medical school or being a doctor--until she got there, and then she found it far easier than she thought, and was honestly curious about how she would like dealing with patients--but she kept science and the med school and doctorate plan as her focus. Mick recognized immediately that she was making an MD/PhD program her fallback position, which made him so proud. Her grades stayed good. Her plan worked exceedingly well. And now she was here. What could be less useful than a PhD in biochemistry or a medical degree? Between the two of them, she and Dillon had an MD, a PhD, a JD, and an MBA. An existential joke? No doubt, but if she was ever going to be a painter or a poet or something equally as ephemeral, she now had the time to find out.
For the next few years, Hannah was going to be working on taking care of the twins. She had a feeling there would be more fully human children soon enough. The Berottis, Olivia Park and her husband, Julienne and Genevieve and their husbands, Melissa--both Melissas--Rachel, Cynthia, but mostly the older women, they were going to be shocked. Maybe her mother, too. There was a lot of fucking going on, and more all the time, so there were going to be babies. That's what they would be doing for quite awhile. They'd be having babies and reading and eventually creating. That was what Mick had said he was so curious about. He had told Hannah that he was curious to see what would be created by the last people. What sort of legacy would the last cohort leave behind? Mick was sure that the children born would not be solely human, but Hannah wasn't sure about that.
Both moons were up now, energizing the purple glow of the sky with a vibrant reflected light, and the water was glowing brightly at the horizon line. Hannah was watching the fires below from her balcony and listening to the patterns of the voices. She had finally had the shower she been skipping, and dressed in a nearly threadbare genuine Hotchkiss swimming t-shirt and amazingly stretchy shorts, she watched Tom carrying out a huge tub of ice to Kevin and Con and turned away from the scene below to join them.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Who Will Be Shocked When Obama Approves The Keystone XL Project?
Unless it is your first day on this planet or you are a religious Fox "News" viewer, you will not be at all surprised when Obama comes out in favor of the Keystone XL pipeline project. I mean, seriously, that was a fucking given from the beginning. Obama has been sucking Koch on this pipeline deal all along.
Weird World Internet Story Of The Day
This fucking freak, Kai the Hitchhiker, who gave a hilarious interview to a local news reporter and became internet famous, has been arrested for murder in New Jersey. Too bad the crazy fucker didn't use a drone...
Maryland Gun Funfetti
Maryland's insanely mild and useless assault weapons ban is not really going to do much to protect people, but it is useful as politics meant to fuck with the guntards and the NRA establishment. When the states who are governed by the sane, the rational, the decent all take on the dumb fuckers and NRA's of the world, that will make the asshole Red states look even nuttier in comparison, and that will be very helpful in undermining the teabagger part of our rock-ribbed conservative establishment government.
Michael Kinsley Sucks Now And Forever, Amen
It is always fun to see Michael Kinsley get slammed with some well-deserved opprobrium from his betters. Kinsley vs. Krugman is not at all a fair fight--in fact Kinsley doesn't really even show up, apparently--but Kinsley has been a first-class Village Idiot douchebag from way, way back, and he deserves all the scorn he gets at this point.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
The Best Thing Eric Holder's Ever Done?
Eric Holder is a giant piece of shit, way back from the Clinton days, but to see him take out his dick and piss all over that walking cockbag Darrell Issa right in front of Issa's subordinates, well, that was fucking sweet. It might be the most useful thing Holder's ever done for America!
Fools On Pararde: Repubs Obamacare Repeal Shit Show
If any Democratic candidates for 2014 want to make the Republicans and teabaggers look even more batshit crazy, the Obamacare "repeal" puppet show that Boehner is scaring up would be a great start. 2014 is ripe for the Democrats to skull fuck the Republicans, but time is running out on framing a powerful national platform with which to win.
Real Benghazi Scandals
The CIA is the key. If the asswipes at Fox "News" and the dipshits in the Republican House were not so fucking asinine, the Benghazi attacks could have been a real political problem for both parties, and that was exactly what the Republicans did not want.
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