I Want To Print This…

…roll it up, and beat several well known bloggers over the head with it.

But then, I am a Grammar Nazi.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve argued with fellow bloggers (one of whom in particular—and no, not my Bubba) who say, “People know what I mean.” Yeah, maybe so, but it makes you look uneducated, and therefore anything you’ve written not worthy of being taken seriously.

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The Truth Hurts

In its entirety from Ministry of Truth at The Great Orange Satan:

“If you LOVE Rush Limbaugh you probably suck to be around. Unhappy, unpleasant, racist, backwards, sexist, homophobic conspiracy theorists who hate hate hate and fear fear fear. At this point they should replace the elephant with Chicken Little.

Dear Conservatives, all of your ideas, when practiced, result in Epic Fail. Drill baby drill, BP Oil Spill. Let the banks get Too Big To Fail and police themselves, massive bank collapse. Teach abstinence only, teen pregnancies go up. Cut taxes for the rich while waging war, create a massive deficit. Trust me, I could go on. Your political philosophy is a joke, a tiresome reel of you as Sideshow Bob stepping on rakes, yet no matter how hard your ideas fail you insist that it is only your leaders who fail the ideas, so you have doubled down on stupid and insisted that by being really, really conservative, this time it’s going to work, seriously. Modern day conservatives are trying as hard as they can to bang a square peg through a round hole, but don’t even get me started on Marcus Bachmann.

It is not your conservative “family values” nonsense that you love to harp on that really matters, ask anyone who voted for Newt Gingrich this primary season. No, what binds the conservative movement at this point is hate, hate of government and socialism and liberals, Saul Alinsky and Reverend Wright and ACORN and Van Jones and whatever else they’ve been prattling on about on Fox News or Rush Limbaugh. Conservatives love it and hate everything else, which brings me to my main point, which is at this point, being a conservative isn’t a political philosophy, it’s a personality disorder.

I’ve tried, I’ve really really tried to reach out to conservatives and find areas where we can work together to fix the country, but we want different things. I want to make life better for the vast majority of Americans and fix our broken system and you want to let the Government of the State of Virginia shove things inside a woman’s vagina whether she wants you to or not while screaming about an out of control government. I just can’t take you anywhere.

So I’m not going to try to pretend that you don’t have this problem, Conservatives, because its’ your problem, not mine. You have a personality disorder. You treat people like shit, you don’t like any of my friends and all of your ideas suck for everyone but the wealthiest 1% and corporations. Frankly, it’s over. I’m leaving you, and I’m taking the kids with me.

All you have left is your die-hard wingnuts, the true-believers of the conspiracy theorists, crackpots, kooks, Fox News Viewers. Much like all of the advertisers fleeing the Rush Limbaugh show, your ship is sinking, and as you continue to alienate every growing demographic in an attempt to pander to your rabid, end of the world believing, xenophobic and backwards religiously extremist base please don’t let us stop you from desperately clinging to your “stay the course” joke of a platform because that’s pretty much all you have left.

So good luck in 2012, Conservatives! Keep on selling your factually incorrect ridiculousness to gullible low information voters and your ultra-right conspiracy theory riddled base. The only difference between a Conservative pundit and Wormtongue is that Sauron never had the lobbyists Bank of America can afford. I only wonder what you will tell yourself when you step on another rake again with your “I’m a real conservative” clown shoes on, I’m sure it will be some liberal conspiracy against poor defenseless you.

But let’s not pretend what is obvious to the rest of us, there are only two places in America where a bunch of sexually repressed white guys can be legitimized based off of their net worth alone in a place where women have no voice for their rights, and that’s at the Republican National Convention and a gay strip club, but then that takes us back to Marcus Bachmann again, and thus the circle of life is complete.”

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Quote of the Day

Stolen in its entirety From Bill in Exile:

“All those people who supported the war, and most especially all those who voted for it, bear the moral responsibility for the results of the war. At least 100,000 dead Iraqis (and probably closer to a million). 4,000 and rising dead US soldiers. Rape. Murder. Torture. Orphans who got to watch their parents being killed. Husbands who saw their wives die, or wives who watched their husbands gunned down or blown into bloody carrion. Families who have buried multiple children.

All because members of Congress didn’t care and because they were gutless. Because they thought to themselves “I might have to face attack ads if I vote against this war.” Can you think of anything more weak, anything more pathetically evil, than to care more about your reelection than about thousands dying? Than about the certainty that from your vote will come rape and torture and murder?

And can you think of anything more pathetic, more redolent of bad judgment than to say “but I didn’t know. I trusted George Bush?”

As far as I am concerned most of Congress doesn’t just have blood on their hands, they are in it up to their chins. Their gutlessness, cupidity and selfishness is such that most of them, in a just world, would be preparing their defenses for a Nuremburg trial. They attacked a country which had not attacked the US, based on lies that were debunked at the time, for petty personal reasons of political ambition or cowardice.

We all know that won’t happen, but what I will tell you is this. Without the Iraq war, the financial crisis happening right now either wouldn’t be, or would be much less harsh. It is quite likely that Iraq is the last mistake of the American century and marks the end of America as a superpower.

This is only fitting. Those who have proven they cannot be trusted with power must have that power taken away. America had its chance, in 2004, to take that power away from the worst of its elites. It didn’t. For an outsider, whether the election was stolen in 2004 or not is irrelevant, all that matters was the lesson of the result—that Americans are no longer capable of disciplining their own elites.”

Ian Welsh in a re-posted blog post from 2008 titled It is in Blood that Empires, Like Humans, Are Born, It is in Blood That They Die.

Go read it.

Because I think Ian is absolutely correct: America can no longer be trusted with the power and influence it has wielded since the end of World War II.

And therefore we must have it taken from us.

We’ve abrogated our responsibilities as a nation and as a people and are therefore now no longer deserving of the leadership position we once held.

We allow war criminals to run free — and make a good living as tee vee pundits on Fox.

We normalize torture as a legitimate means of interrogation.

We have a president who claims for himself the right to order the murder of American citizens without trial or even charges being brought.

We see trillions of dollars stolen by malefactors of great wealth who not only get off without even so much as a slap on the wrist but who then get paid billions in bonus money from the pockets of the very citizens that they robbed, while the people whom they defrauded lose their homes and their life savings.

I adore the idea of the country we were supposed to be, and perhaps one day we’ll find our way back from the wilderness that we now inhabit.

But I have little respect for the country we’ve become for what we have become is toxic.

I will live out my life here deeply saddened that we all, every single one of us, allowed it to come to this.

We are, in a word, spent.

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Douchebag

n. fr. “douche”, fr. French, fr. Italian “doccia”

1. An object used for vaginal hygeine.

2. An individual who has an over-inflated sense of self worth, compounded by a low level of intellegence, behaving ridiculously in front of colleagues with no sense of how moronic he appears.

3. Mitt Romney


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Guts

You know I’d eventually have to peek inside The Precious.

Actually, I needed to re-seat the bottom panel because it’s been creaking a bit (a known issue), and since I had it off I figured I might as well take a picture…

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It’s Called Cherry Picking

And it’s something that the rabid right-wing Xtianists do with extreme aplomb. Following the hate-the-homos parts of Leviticus are fine, but everything else is safely ignored.

Frankly, I don’t believe half these idiots have even read their so-called “holy” book.

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On Becoming One With the Darkness

“After decades of following the twisty course of Conservative arguments and debating friends and colleagues, I know one thing to be true: futilely trying to get Republicans to talk honestly in the 1990s about, say, Bill Clinton amounted to little more than a dress-rehearsal for futilely trying to get Republicans to talk honestly about Bush, Cheney, DeLay, Iraq, 9/11, deficit-exploding tax cuts, climate change, radical banking deregulation, radical environmental deregulation, the assassination of abortion providers, contraception, labor unions, mandatory transvaginal ultrasounds, and couple of dozen other topics I would reel off.

“In other words, it doesn’t work: to protect their egos (and, often, their incomes) instead of doing what we teach every child to do—apologize when you are wrong—the Right has collectively jumped past a spiritual event horizon and into a soul-darkness from which there is no return: a darkness in which imps and devils are always patiently waiting to take your hat and coat and make you extremely comfortable on the gentle, downward-sloping road to Hell.

“This darkness comes with a promise and a catch: the promise is, that the Right will never, ever be called to account for the endless lies they have told and endless betrayals they have committed; the catch is that they can never leave, and no matter how repellent their neighbors become and no matter how humiliating and horrifying the lies become, they are obliged to shut up and go along with the program. With this promise comes the terrible, goosestepping power of a mob under harness, but with it also comes a grotesque fragility because to keep the darkness alive the Right has become s confederacy of Mrs. Havishams, rotting away in the gloom.

And to make matters much, much worse, their decaying mansion sits on top of such a massive, leaky stockpile of lie upon lie, betrayal upon betrayal, hypocrisy upon hypocrisy and treason upon treason that the danger of one, stray non-Fox Approved fact accidentally glancing off another non-Fox and sparking off a conflagration is omnipresent.

The entire Conservative enterprise is built on delusion and old dynamite, which is why every clock much forever remain stopped at one minute after Reagan’s inauguration, every fact must be smothered under the stasis field of Rush Limbaugh roaring, rage-drunk bluster.  It is the sarcophagus of a dead ideology where the walls are now so densely postered and palimpsested with the detritus of Conservatism’s lurid, lying history that its denizens cannot find the exit anymore, and its floors are so sticky and pitted with the grue of its savage, tribal, beat-in rituals that no one bothers to even look for the door.

Which is why  no deviation can be permitted, no error can be admitted and no apologies can be allowed.

Read the rest here.

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Quote of the Day

“The churches used to win their arguments against atheism, agnosticism, and other burning issues by burning the ismists, which is fine proof that there is a devil but hardly evidence that there is a God.” ~ Benjamin Barr Lindsey (1869-1943), American judge and social reformer

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R.I.P.

Ralph McQuarrie, the man who helped bring the vision of Star Wars to life.

These are some scans from the first Ralph McQuarrie Star Wars portfolio. Once upon a time I had all of the portfolios from the first three films, but one was lost somewhere in a move and the other two were sold when I was unemployed in 2003. I still have the “The Art of…” books from the first three films (before Lucas started fucking around with them), and I will never part with those.

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