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Some People Are Thick
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Voices from the Grave
Sperm Explosion
Today's Required Reading
I Wrote Ishtar Too!
Shaping the Future
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January 30, 2004

Some People Are Thick

And others are too thick to realize how thick they are.

This is kind of a personal rant. You might want to skip it.

Gimme gimme more more more »

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January 29, 2004

Comedy from the Ghetto

The Warsaw Ghetto maybe.

The Holocaust humor from the crusading Catholic just never stops.

Too funny!

Uh, yeah, if you're an asshole.

Update: Paraphrasing from the comment I just left over at Mark's site - a while ago, Mark, in explaining to me why his humor was far superior to mine, told me that he was only flippant toward things that deserved flippancy. I apparently missed the day in "Flippancy 101" when the brutal legacy of the brownshirts was something to use for a hearty laugh (sadly, I also missed "Anti-Semitism for Idiots", although in Easter Mass I did learn about how those Jews nailed poor Jesus to the cross).

Anyway, in the spirit of high-brow humor that so succinctly defines "Catholic and Enjoying It!" I thought I'd help Mark out by proposing a new, hilarious meme that he could use to further demonstrate his sensitivity and tact. So, without further ado...

Top 10 Reasons the Gas Chamber Didn't Work Today

10. Accidentally used helium instead of Zyklon B- made Jews talk like chipmunks!

9. Forgot to ask Pope Pius XII to bless its murderous machinations.

I leave it to you (or Mark's supporters in this case, who apparently have a gift for such nonsense) to complete the list if you so desire. Chances are, though, that you've got more decency than that. Although, if you're possessed by the spirit of goodwill and want to help Mark out, feel free. We'd hate for him to have to think up inept and insensitive comparisons on his own in the future.

Next week, we'll be comparing Gay Pride parades to Klan lynchings. Fun!

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Birthdays Galore

First up, today is the birthday of our very own Tom. You might remember Tom from when he used to post on a regular basis, or perhaps from when he used to post at all. Either way, happy birthday to him!

Second - A Small Victory just turned three. That's 392 in blog years. Congratulations! You don't look a day over 391!

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Metaphors for Dummies

If you read a story, say, about a group of homosexuals that defaced a church sign with shiny, happy stickers saying "Honor Diversity," and you were searching for the perfect metaphor for their actions, what would you choose?

Why, of course, you'd do just what Mark Shea does and call them "brownshirts."

You remember the brownshirts right? Those friendly folks from Nazi Germany, known far and wide for putting up stickers urging acceptance of others, right? Man, I wonder what those Jews were complaining about when Kristallnacht was really just a bunch of militant National Socialists putting up pretty stickers! They sure do whine, those Jews!

I mean, surely this Nazi poster and this sticker are comparable!

Of course, I'm kidding. The brownshirts were violent thugs who went about murdering Hitler's opponents and causing the Jews to live in fear (one which was, sadly, well-founded). Yet, Mark continues in his avowed tradition of insulting the memory of those who truly suffered at the hands of the brownshirts with such absurd comparisons.

As I said in the comments at Mark's site, does this have something to do with the Jews nailing Jesus up? I'm not sure what else can explain such callous disregard for history.

Yup, let's trivialize this, this, this, and this a little more, shall we?

Maybe I can write an offensive post comparing the Church's cover-up of priests playing "touch the weenie" with the German effort to hide the fact of the extermination camps from the world!

(Equally amusing is Fr. Stanely's assertion that I want to control Mark and his writing; apparently he's unaware that freedom of speech includes the freedom to criticize the speech of others - or maybe he thinks I have Evil Atheist Telekinetic Keyboard Control and can make Mark write what I like!)

Update: Janus Online expands upon what I've written.

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Voices from the Grave

So maybe it's really a voice from someone who claims to be related to someone who is in the grave. From this post, on the passing of the "founder" of the Prattville, Alabama cross garden comes this bit of enlightened prose (please set KrazyCapsViewingSoftware to level -10):

Yep, and the voices Son of Sam heard told him to go out and kill. Your grandfather had no corner on the market of "I hear voices and they tell me to do crazy shit."
So long as that voice doesn't instruct me to build a bunch of crosses and signs, whose only purpose is to freak people out, rather than actually work to help people, I might not mind hearing it.
That's ok. This site finds you pea-brained and nothing but a source for amusement.
You're right. Crazy, old people hearing the voice of their own special God in the middle of nowhere don't often pass my "stop and hope you live to tell the tale" test.
Buy a thesaurus, my friend. Insane is not the opposite of courageous, and ignorant is not the opposite of brave. You can be brave and courageous for all the wrong, goddamn crazy reasons.
Not nearly enough, but we're working on it!
Actually, he's in the ground, decomposing as we all tend to do once we die, but you go on and believe what makes you feel good. Say, shouldn't you be out making some more crosses rather than, oh, helping others?
So it's not about God but about money? Hmmm, I bet that pisses Jesus off. I have always found odd how Christians look for ways to profit from their god rather than spread his word and grace freely. Were Jesus alive today, I bet he'd kick the holy living shit out of you and the rest of the moneychangers in the temple.
Good, I can use the material.


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January 28, 2004

Sperm Explosion

No, really, it's not what you think:

A dead sperm whale has exploded while being delivered to a research centre near the southwestern city of Tainan.

Passers-by and cars were soaked in blood and body parts were sprayed over a road after the bursting of the whale, which was being carried on a trailer.

Don't you hate it when it explodes before you're ready?

Not that I would know anything about that. Nope. Why are you looking at me?

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Today's Required Reading

Not that can I make you read anything, of course. At least not until such time as I usurp the authority of governments around the world and bend all of you to my will. Oh yes, someday, my sweet, someday indeed.

Uh, in the meantime, you can check out the Raving Atheist's post on the afterlife, or the lack thereof.

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I Wrote Ishtar Too!

Madonna and her finally-broke-out-of-the-MTV-like-directing-mode husband Guy Ritchie are being sued:

Madonna and her husband Guy Ritchie are to be taken to court by an actor who claims the couple stole the idea for their 2002 film Swept Away.

Vincent D'Onofrio says he pitched the idea to the pair in 1997 - but they cut him out of the credits. The couple say he has no proof of a contract.

This worried me at first, but the article goes on to say that the actor in question is not the relatively well-known Vincent D'Onofrio. No matter who the guy is, why the hell would he want to take any sort of credit for Swept Away, the globally-panned Madonna and her Guy vehicle?

To his credit though, it is interesting that the couple is only saying "he has no proof of a contract." That's not exactly a denial of theft. That's kind of confusing too, because if I was Madonna or Guy, I'd probably look for any opportunity to distance myself from my very own cinematic abortion.

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January 27, 2004

Shaping the Future

Yes, the World Wide Rant continues on with its massive influence in the blogosphere:

The layout of my site is completely original in relation to Nick's site. I will admit though, to borrowing heavily from sites that use movable type. The site that has actually influenced my layout and content the most is The World Wide Rant .
Notably, monkeys are sadly absent from his site. He'll learn, in time. We hope.


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World Leader Pretend

No, crazy liberals, I'm not talking about George Bush. Just needed some way to segue into the maps below (if they load, which they probably won't due to excessive traffic at the sites in question). Anyway, you can see which countries I've been to in the first map, and in the second, the states I've visited and/or lived in.

How very, very exciting!

create your own visited country map
or write about it on the open travel guide

create your own visited states map
or write about it on the open travel guide

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January 26, 2004

Worm Turning

Yes, yes, they keep on coming - this time it's the "MyDoom" worm.

The worm is contained in e-mails with random senders' addresses and subject lines. While the body of the e-mail varies, it usually includes what appears to be an error message, such as: "The message cannot be represented in 7-bit ASCII encoding and has been sent as a binary attachment."
I've received one copy FORTY-ONE FIFTY-SEVEN ONE HUNDRED TEN copies!

The lesson is clear: people who double click attachments should be shot at sundown...

Update: Oh, and if you receive an e-mail from someone, anyone, at the World Wide Rant with that virus attached, it's not us doing the sending. It's the worm randomly slapping together e-mail addresses (for instance, there is no robert, kim, laura, or steve with an e-mail account on our mail server).

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January 25, 2004

Hollywood Gets It Right

Ricky Gervais and his hilarious BBC series "The Office" just won two Golden Globe awards.

Simultaneously, the television executives responsible for the horrendous, let's-remake-it-rather-than-import-it "Coupling" (not to be confused with the actual "Coupling") on NBC were tarred, feathered, drawn, quartered, and spit upon by small children lining the road. Or, they should have been.

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Low Expectations Are Easy to Meet?

Hmmm, what could possibly explain the state of education of America's youth? Oh, I don't know, maybe something like this.

Marquis Harris, a 22-year old black man, wanted to give something back. Marquis Harris wanted to teach high school in Atlanta. Some facts about Marquis Harris:

Sounds like someone who might make a fine teacher - an excellent role model for what a student can achieve and do regardless of the color of their skin or their socio-economic background. An inspiration, perhaps?

Apparently not:

Recently, I interviewed with a school in one of the metro Atlanta counties, only to receive an e-mail from the principal stating, "Though your qualifications are quite impressive, I regret to inform you that we have selected another candidate. It was felt that your demeanor and therefore presence in the classroom would serve as an unrealistic expectation as to what high school students could strive to achieve or become. However, it is highly recommended that you seek employment at the collegiate level; there your intellectual comportment would be greatly appreciated. Good luck."
That's right. His intelligence and accomplishments would intimidate the students. I guess we should tell kids not to aim high, to settle for what life hands them, and that hard work is all an exercise in futility. I suppose we can't risk hurting their self-esteem.*


(hat tip to D.C. Thornton)

* Or maybe it's because, at least from his photo, he looks rather - well - flamboyant. We wouldn't want him to use his evil, homersexural mind-beam powers to corrupt the youth! Oh no! Zap! Zap! All the kids like show tunes now!

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Joy, Joy, and Happiness

One of the formerly favorite shows in the World Wide Rant Global Domination HQ Household, "Keen Eddie," is now showing on Bravo. There was much sadness and gnashing of teeth when Fox canned the show after the all-too-familiar "let's give it three weeks to find an audience while we move it to a new night every week" treatment. So, we'll get to see the original airings plus some unseen episodes - maybe they'll make some more...


OK, back to whatever you were doing.

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Tick Tock

Courtesy of Walter, comes a link to the Drug War Clock:

That's the total amount spent so far in 2004 by Federal and state authorities fighting a "war" created in large part by their very own laws. Just sayin' is all.

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January 23, 2004

Another One Gone

captaink.jpgO CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

- "O Captain! My Captain!" by Walt Whitman

Stop beaming like that, Laurence.

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You'll Shoot Your Eye Out

You've heard of the tragedy of the commons? Well, consider this the tragedies of common sense. John Stossel reports on ten all-too-common beliefs and how wrong they are. A summary follows below.

Gimme gimme more more more »

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All About Andy

Kristi from Incoherent Babbling (were it a religious blog, that would translate as Evangelical Speaking in Tongues) was kind enough to contribute to meme-blog-land by sending me five questions to answer. So, here are the answers - it's my way of letting you get to know me, because I know you're dying to do just that. Although not Biblically, probably. Well, maybe a handful of you, but I'll have to run it by the wife first.

Gimme gimme more more more »

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The Failure of Socialized Medicine, Part 410

This time, it's our pals the French who are learning that there's no such thing as a free lunch, let alone a free transplant.

Thousands of French health workers have held a one-day strike to protest against government plans to cut costs in the country's health system...

But the government insists reforms are necessary to reduce an annual health budget deficit of 10 billion euros.

Unions had called for a day of stoppages and demonstrations, to demand more staff and better working conditions.

Let's see, the national healthcare budget is already 10 billion Euros in the hole, and the unions want more staff and better conditions. Sounds like that might cost money. I wonder where they'll get it? I also wonder if "taxes" will be the first word French children learn in the near future.
"Fixing it will be very, very difficult," said Pierre Lellouche, of the governing UMP party.

"People are used to this incredible generosity. If you need an operation, you need a free operation immediately."

It's not generosity. The government is not looking into its bureaucratic heart and saying "Awwww, here ya go, le sport." Rather it is redistributing wealth - the generosity, if it exists, lies with those who pay the most taxes.
It is expected that the proposals suggested by experts on Friday will include an unpopular increase in income-related taxes.
Told you so.

This should be a warning to Americans that proposals such as Ted Kennedy's new push for national healthcare are doomed to failure. At least once the electorate tires of being taxed out the ass for it.

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January 22, 2004

A Little Something for the Kids

Surely most of you have seen the charming and touching 1995 movie "Babe," the tale of the little piglet that could. Now, from Finnish newspaper Helsingin Sanomat comes this web-based, Flash masterpiece:

Life of Onni

Each Christmas 300 000 pigs end up as hams on the Christmas table in Finland. Onni was one of the pigs that were eaten last year. Helsingin Sanomat Online followed Onni’s life all the way from insemination to the slaughterhouse.

That's right, kids, a Flash animation of a pig's life, from insemination to slaughter.

I think I'll stick with "Babe."

Yes, I have to work to find these things for you. Your gratitude is more than enough reward.

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Not Necessarily Better Than One

Two heads, that is.

An international team of doctors hopes to operate in the Dominican Republic next month to remove an undeveloped second head from a baby girl born with one of the world's rarest birth defects, caused when a conjoined twin fails to develop in the womb.

The baby, Rebeca Martinez, was born in mid-December at a hospital in Santo Domingo with the head of an undeveloped twin attached to the top of her skull, facing upward.

Just remember folks, we're obviously the product of an Intelligent Designer. Hey, even deities screw it up every now and then (apparently).

Here's hoping the doctors are more capable than the Big Guy.

(and if you're interested in donating to the good people trying to give this little girl a normal life, you can do that here)

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January 21, 2004

Tonight's Festivities

Just got back in, watching the PBS show "The Forgetting: A Portrait of Alzheimer's." Depressing. I'm not sure what more proof we need that there is no ghost in the machine, that we are our brains, and when our brains go - we go. Thoughts later, if I remember them (hey, I've seen the impact of the disease in my own family line - I'm allowed to joke about it - I almost have to).

Gimme gimme more more more »

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At The Movies

I paused brielfly before writing this and posting it, but someone said "Why not? You thrive on that stuff."

So, uh, ok. I can already anticipate who this will offend.

Gimme gimme more more more »

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A Passing

W.C. Rice, creator / maintainer / resident kook, of the Prattville, Alabama cross garden has died.

Rice was known around Prattville as the proprietor of the cross garden, an enormous collection of handmade crosses dotting the landscape around the Rices' small home. Sprinkled among the crosses are other signs, painted on boards, refrigerators, washing machines -- whatever was available when inspiration struck.

The signs do not sugarcoat the message Rice felt he was being led to spread. Instead, they proclaim damnation and hellfire for those who don't obey God's word.

They also do it with a creepily appropriate lack of proper grammar, suggesting an environment that - under the light of the moon - provokes thoughts more of the violent slaughter of promiscuous teenagers on a joyride than of the loving grace of anyone's deity. Think "The Blair Witch Project" meets "Davey and Goliath."

Apparently it all started back in 1976 when God told him to erect three crosses in memory of his deceased mother. His garden of crosses (and assorted platitudes and warnings and ramblings) now covers some 11 acres. While obviously a bit of a nutter, I suppose it's better than thinking a dog is ordering you to kill.

From all accounts, a harmless old man, a bit touched in the head - it's actually kind of sad that he's gone. During my college years, when I would traverse Highway 82 between Tuscaloosa (where I got my edumacation) and Montgomery (where my folks lived and my laundry got done), I would make a point of stopping off to show whomever might be with me the cross garden. After a brief period of shaking heads in disbelief, and wondering when the man with the metal claw for a hand would shatter the rear window, we'd be on our way, happy that - at least with this as our measuring stick - we were sane.

You can read and see more of the lunacy here and here.

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January 20, 2004

Random Observation

My wife (full disclosure: big Limey) just said that she doesn't like Tom Daschle because he seems like someone right out of Pleasantville. She's right - his entire Democratic response to the SOTU address sounded like Ward telling Beaver about how babies are made.


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40 Years in the Just Desserts

OK, so more like 24 hours.:

A one-ton granite monument to the Ten Commandments placed in front of Winston-Salem's City Hall by a lone council member was swiftly removed Tuesday.

The monument violated a policy that councilman Vernon Robinson -- who installed the monument Monday -- had voted for in September, said city spokeswoman Carrie Collins. The policy bans public displays or plaques on city-owned facilities without permission of the city council or manager.

"It had nothing to do with what was on the plaque," Collins said. "It was just that it was in violation of city policy."

And it also gave them a cleverly ironic way to prevent the ACLU from suing the pants off of them.

What a maroon.

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State o' the Union

My synopsis, as I feel compelled to complete it:

Ted Kennedy - you smug, fast bastard. What, was the bar cash only tonight?

USA Patriot Act - that's right, you know it, the "Uniting and Strengthening America by Providing Appropriate Tools Required to Intercept and Obstruct Terrorism Act" - those tools that have since been used for more than just fighting terror. Don't think Dubya was ready for the applause on the upcoming sunset provisions - good to hear them though. Maybe we can revoke that ill-conceived piece of legal dooka dooka.

...ok, I'd rather sit back with a beer and watch the speech, all the while trying to beam the proper pronunciation of "nuclear" into George's head. I'm sure Steve or someone will have the play-by-play for your edification.

Update: OK, gotta admit, that rattling off of the names of our allies in Iraq was good. Apparently in la-la-looney-lefty land, "unilateral" means by ourselves and with all those other people.

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City government after easy money gets the smackdown!

South Euclid city officials were stunned to learn that they can't collect $1.4 million in income taxes from the winning Mega Millions ticket since the city charter wasn't updated to include lottery winnings as taxable income.

"It's not a good day for the city," Mayor Georgine Welo said Monday. "We were all excited until we went to go for the money and learned that we are not entitled to it. We are very saddened by the news."

Yes, it's always a shame when you find out that someone else's money is not your own.

Too bad, so sad.

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Well, Ok then...

Good lord, did you listen to Dean going nuts last night? Drudge has the audio. I damn near expected him to urge his followers to "snap into a Slim Jim!"

I'm thinking that third place showing doesn't sit too well with lil' Howie Bonaparte.

Happy bouncing bunny kudos to Michele for pointing me to the soundtrack of lunacy.

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You know how sometimes you get congested? Or how sometimes you can't sleep? Or how maybe your mind is racing? And how sometimes you get a song stuck in your head?

Imagine all of that at 3:45am, and you'll know my own personal hell.

It's going to be a long day.

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January 19, 2004

Dean-Dean, the Gettin' Spanked Machine

Wow, the rebel boy from Vermont just got his Iowa-ass handed to him:

Iowa Democrats upended the Democratic presidential race Monday night, giving Sen. John Kerry of Massachusetts a strong victory and dealing an apparently fatal blow to Rep. Dick Gephardt's run for the White House.

"Iowa, I love you," a beaming Kerry told supporters, dubbing himself the "comeback Kerry."

Howard Dean, widely viewed as the national front-runner going into the caucuses, was in third place, a finish that drains him of momentum going into next week's New Hampshire primary.

I think I have two questions to come out of this finish:

1) How will Dean's third place finish affect the nomination and, thus, the Presidential election of 2004? On that topic, why didn't Dean do better? Is this a case of the internet-generation being all about activism so long as they don't actually have to do anything other than point and click their opinion?


2) How the hell did Edwards do so well? Did someone sell their soul to Satan? At least Kucinich, promised a win by his magical fairy godmother, trailed badly.

"Life will go on because this campaign was never about me," a somber Gephardt told supporters Monday night, and he promised to support the party nominee.
Um, yeah, Dick, that 11% kind of indicates it wasn't about you. Thanks for noticing the obvious. Moving right along... stop, New Hampshire. This is going to be fun interesting.

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As The Worm Turns

Is anybody else receiving obvious virus/worm e-mails that say:

Test =)
Test, yep.
Just asking - so far I've gotten it from and another address, which I've since deleted and so no longer have it available. The e-mail has an attached executable which apparently is randomly named (although it still carries the .exe which gives it away).

I'm not quite sure how that message is supposed to entice me to run the executable though. At least offer me porn.

Update: Here's the latest:

Computer users are being warned about a new virus which has spread at "an alarming rate".

Internet security firm MessageLabs says it has detected more than 70,000 copies of the W32/Bagle-mm virus in the past 24 hours.


People, please, for the love all that is holy, unholy, or simply just kind of sitting there deciding which it should be, use some common sense when running attachments you receive. Better yet, simply don't run them!

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Mmm, Mmm, Good Drinkin'

Breaking libation news from China:

Civet dung coffee still selling - despite Sars
...and despite being called "civet dung coffee."
"Kopi Luwak" or " Civet Coffee" is made with beans that have been partially digested and then excreted by civets.

These are gathered by plantation workers who then wash off the dung and roast the beans to produce a coffee which experts say has a unique flavour.

Oh, no doubt, but that's not all.
"Our coffee has a strong taste and an even stronger aroma," Agus Susanto, a Jakarta cafe owner told the Associated Press news agency.
I guess that explains why Mrs. World Wide Rant never asks for a second cup of MY civet dung coffee. I must find a new supplier.

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A Lull in the Action

Apologies for the lack of posting, but having spent the bulk of the weekend asleep (courtesy of a somewhat nasty cold that refuses to let go), I'm still coming to grips with it being Monday and that I'm back in the office. I'll hopefully be up to full speed by the afternoon. Yes, you may rejoice in the news.

In the meantime, why not go tell Tim Berglund what a pretty new site he has?

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January 16, 2004

Helpful Hints

As Steve Green is now the No-Vodkapundit until such time as his little swimmies manage to find sweet purchase in the fertile fields of his lovely bride, we're happy to present the following tips to ensure he's back in "liver be damned!" mode as soon as possible.

Good luck, kids!

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January 15, 2004

Address the Symptom

Not the problem, during Super Bowl XXXVI:

White House Office of Drug Control Policy: The federal government will spend somewhere in the range of $3 million to air two spots with a very pointed message. Directed by Tony Kaye (American History X), they make the case that using drugs helps to fund international terrorism.
Why does it help fund terrorism? Because of the black market. And why is it sold on the black market? Because of the government's war on drugs. So why is the government spending millions of dollars to convince us of a problem that their own actions have created?

Ever wonder how much anti-terrorism security $3 million could buy? It's on the order of deploying 39 additional bomb-sniffing dog teams.

Whoops: The lovely Michele points out that the story above was from 2002. Well, that doesn't make it any less wasteful, so there. :)

See, told you I was a bit out of it with this cold.

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Update, Reviews, and Whatnot

Sorry for the slower-than-usual rate of posting the last few days. In an alternate universe, perhaps my employer wouldn't expect me to actually work for my wages, but in this one, indeed they do (although hitting the ol' Paypal button to your left might inspire me - or not - you never know your luck, and isn't gambling fun?).

On top of that, I've got a rather unpleasant cold, the wife has it as well, and the World Wide Runt has a case of "contact dermatitis" - also known as hives, probably from something she ate ('twas the mango, we think - I trust this announcement will not bring down the mango futures market). Don't worry though, Fiona is still the cutest baby ever to grace a blog - unless you've put your own baby on your own blog, in which case, "Awwwww, precious!"

However, I've used the downtime to venture into various media, and have returned with a boon for all mankind.

I'm almost done with Jon Krakauer's "Into Thin Air," his first-person account of life and death on Mt. Everest, when everything that can go wrong does. It's a tale both exciting and moving, and one that has convinced me that if I ever want to see the world from 29,000 feet, there are easier ways.

As that book winds down, I'm also well into "Daily Life During the Holocaust." An easy-to-read, harder-to-imagine timeline of the rise of Hitler through the persecution of Jews, homosexuals, the handicapped, and others. Too many atrocities to cite here, and you're probably familiar with many of them - but reading first-hand accounts makes them even more disturbing. People really do have an apparently infinite ability to suck.

On a happier note (or at least a less distressing one), last night, we watched "Storytelling," another Todd Solondz film (you might remember my mentioning "Happiness" previously). Two unrelated, pointless, yet poignant, stories form the film's backdrop , focusing on the dysfunctional lives of messed-up people. I think Happiness was a better film, if only for its sense of structure and closure; also, the first story felt cut short, running only 20 minutes (but they're a painful, in a good way, 20 minutes). There was more to be said about the emotional and sexual turmoil wracking the lives of the aspiring writer, her handicapped lover, and the exploitative English professor. Still worth the rental though - go forth, rent, watch.

Oh, as with Happiness, if you're easily offended (which I imagine a number of my latest visitors probably are, considering they come from the land where masturbation is akin to spiritual death), you should probably avoid this one. Throw in the homoerotic undertones, the fairly graphic sex, and the disrespect of parental authority and you folks should probably stay a good 100 feet from the very DVD.

We also watched "SWAT." Mindless entertainment where things blow up, people get blown up, and other such activities the people above who are scared of sex have no problem watching. A strange culture that prefers to watch death over sex, no? I'll never understand it.

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January 14, 2004

Catholics Against Cannibalism

Via uberCatholic Mark Shea:

In short, it is undeniably logical (given the premises cited by the author) that cannibalism between mutually consenting individuals is where our culture is headed. Many loony libertarian think this is a mark of the superiority of our culture. Many more vaguely feel this is wrong, but cannot, for the life of them, articulate a reason why.

Sane people know it is the mark that our culture is deeply deranged. Not that some nutso libertarians think mutually consenting cannibalism is Just Great, but that many if not most in our culture cannot articulate a reason why it isn't. The only thing necessary for evil to triumph is for good people to do nothing.

Jesus willingly died so that His flesh might be eaten, and Catholics line up in droves every Sunday (or Saturday afternoon, depending on whether you like to wake up early or not) to partake of Him.

Like the mythological and real-world examples of cannibalism, the point is to obtain some part of the "power" (whatever that may be) of the consumed individual for oneself.

What is the Eucharist if not consensual cannibalism?

(I mean, for those of us who don't realize it's just a piece of unleavened bread.)

Who knows - maybe Armin Meiwes and his friend took their WWJD bracelets a little too seriously.

Update: Mark points out that he has already provided an answer. It begins:

There are a number of paradoxes which the gospel teaches.
In other words, it's ok because God says it is ok. Well, there you go - the divine equivalent of "because I said so."

Update 2: Choice quote from Mark in his own comments:

I'm flippant about things that deserve flippancy, not about things that do not deserve flippancy.
Apparently any religion except Catholicism and similar mainline Protestant religions are so deserving in Markworld. Cracking jokes on Islam, and referring to Wicca as "childish" is apparently a-ok, but woe unto he that dare speak ill of the old man with the funny hat in Rome.

Sorry, but your sacred cow makes just as tasty a hamburger.

Note: I know, an old topic, but it just struck me again as rather ironic. Do as I say, not as I do, yada yada yada Pope John Paul. Protestants who don't believe in transubstantiation are, of course, off the hook, aside from their still believing in a clearly mythologically symbolic act as having some special magical powers.

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January 13, 2004

Shalom- I'm Off to Break a Family Tradition

or... Today Would Be a Good Day to Die-t

Twenty two years ago today, during the worst blizzard (1) in the recorded history of Alabama, my father, S.G.A. Darby, Jr., late of Locksley Hall (2), Weokahatchee, AL, died prematurely(3) of a heart attack.. Twenty-five years to the week, though not to the day, before my father’s death his own father, S.G.A. Darby, Sr., also late of Weokahatchee, AL (though not of Locksley Hall) died prematurely of a heart attack. Forty years before that, S.G.A. Darby, Sr.’s father, J.W. Darby, died prematurely of a heart attack (though at 64 he was older than the other men on this list and the prematurity wasn’t that much in 1917). Fifty-four years before that J.W.’s father (also J.W., but different names, so we'll go with J.W.1(4) died at 30 during the Siege of Vicksburg (5). J.W.1’s father drowned in a riverboat accident in 1842, aged 35.

So why am I mentioning this?

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All My Blog's a Circle

First I went here, which took me here. Going to the main page here, I found this - which then sent me here (scroll down to Jan 5) - which reminded me of this.

See? A circle. The circle of blog.

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January 12, 2004

It's Alive!

The latest installment of the Rocky Mountain Blogger Round-Up is now suitable for human consumption. I didn't contribute anything this time out, primarily because of beer and sleep. Maybe next time.

Start your praying now.

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Don't Panic

hyperbolicbill.jpgPeople of the United States - please, remain calm. Do not panic. There is no need for fear. Those thundering rumbles you hear are simply the heads of Freepers, Democratic Underground yahoos, and Bill O'Reilly exploding.

Talk radio host Rush Limbaugh (search) probably never expected the American Civil Liberties Union (search) to become one of his staunch supporters.

But the privacy rights group was on his side Monday when its Florida branch filed a "friend-of-court" motion on behalf of Limbaugh arguing state officials were wrong in seizing his medical records for their drug probe.
Of course, I'm not surprised by this because, more often than not, the state-based chapters of the ACLU do the right thing (in my opinion) when it comes to the Bill of Rights. And, of course, too many right-wing Christians love the Bill of Rights except when non-Christians try to live by it. But that's another topic.

I hope - trust, even - that only the thickest members on each end of our political spectrum are surprised by this story. There's hope for America yet.

Update: Those fascists are at it again!

Responding to news reports this morning that, despite broad opposition from across the political spectrum, the Homeland Security Department intends to go forward with two highly controversial airline screening programs, the American Civil Liberties Union today strongly criticized the move. It called the two programs - called CAPPS II and Trusted Traveler -- wrong-headed both for national security and for civil liberties.
So sorry, but the programs they are protesting sound more like the tools of a fascist state than the land of the free. Bill O'Reilly wouldn't know fascism if it bit him on the ass - of course, he'd have to pull his head out of it first to give it a good shot.

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January 11, 2004

Move Over, John Birch

One of the few advantages of living in a teensy little North Alabama town like Scottsboro, aside from the previously mentioned fun to be had late at night at the local Super Wal-Mart, is that it is home to a unique little business venture called the Unclaimed Baggage Center. Essentially, what the airlines saw as an enormous problem, a local businessman saw as a giant opportunity. After the airlines have exhausted what effort they can in reconnecting baggage to its owner, they sell whatever's left over to the Unclaimed Baggage Center at a flat rate...a few bucks per pound, regardless of the content.

Unclaimed Baggage then sells whatever they get at fairly ridiculously low prices. Essentially, imagine an enormously overgrown pawn shop, and you pretty much have it. Clothes, electronics, jewelry, musical equipment, CD's, and every possible thing in between (including, of course, mounds of luggage) find its way onto the warehouse floor.

I stop there several times a week, as the possibility of finding genuinely great stuff is quite high. I recently bought a cedar-topped classical guitar in perfect condition, with a hardshell case for just over $100, and their luggage, notoriously expensive anywhere else, is almost a liability there, so they get rid of it for a few dollars a bag.

The other fun thing is seeing what bizarre items show up from one day to the next. Trying to imagine just how a fist-sized uncut emerald showed up there without its owner recouping it from the airline first is a lot of fun. Was it smuggled? Illegal? Or did the airline just bungle unforgiveably?

The latest thing I saw there, which I actually bought in anticipation of a fascinating look at Cold War psychology at its very most paranoid, is a set of 8 LP's, tucked away on a shelf among 9000 scratched copies of Christina Aguilera's first CD. They were produced between approximately 1963 and 1970, and constitute rabid anti-Communist propaganda from an ultra-right-wing, libertarian and republican perspective. One is even built around a rabid ultra-right-wing, anti-Communist MORMON point of view. They were a dollar apiece, and while a couple of them came in plain, white covers, several others are quite descriptive.

I am no fan of hipster pop culture ironic humor. It's very easy to look back on the culture of the past and see it as naive or humorous, while simultaneously feeling oh-so-worldly and urbane here in the present. Whenever I feel that way, I remember what Lileks once said (paraphrased,) "If you think past pop culture was funny, imagine what kids a few decades from now are going to make of the phrase, 'May Cause Anal Leakage.'" So, while it may be tempting to listen to these records with an ironic ear, I think I'd rather try to get something out of them...a historical perspective if nothing else.

I would love to post some of the album graphics on the site, since they're absolutely classic, but my scannerless state (and the incompatibility of LP's on modern flat-bed scanners) makes that presently problematic. Unfortunately, I don't presently have a working turntable either, but until I do, some of the copy on the album sleeves should be revealing enough:

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January 10, 2004

Atom Molecule if it's a boy, Larryshekoa Saltxxius if it's a girl

Cool archive here of really really bad baby names. Unlike the ubiquitous accounts of Shi'thead (pn. Shee-thade), Female (pn. fee-molly) and twins Lemonjello and Orangejello, these are all confirmed. (I think all central Alabamians remember where they were when they first heard that Rondonaldrick J___ was wanted for manslaughter and that "his friends call him Drick".)

Site found courtesy of Shirley Q. Liquor, who of course knows a thing or nineteen about bad baby names.

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Would You Like Fries With That?

C'mon, this is pretty amusing:

US police are hunting hackers who tapped into the radio at a fast food drive-through and insulted customers...

One customer who placed an order was told: "You don't need a couple of Whoppers. You are too fat. Pull ahead..."

Troy policeman Gerry Scherlink said the hackers told another customer who had placed an order for Coca-Cola: "We don't have Coke."

When the customer asked what they had, the hacker said: "We don't have anything. Pull ahead."

The only downside is that if those two are their most memorable lines, these folks aren't very funny.

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January 09, 2004


OR, Francois Viete: a Frenchman worth knowing about


The Gay Librarian and the Case of the Missing Decimal Point


Why I was late to work this morning

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Press Release

Matt Moore, chief executive officer of TBOTCOTW, will be stepping down as Director of the Board for the Unemployed Bloggers Webring within the next week.

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Marx Would Be Proud!

The Australian government is seeking to squelch the capitalist instincts of its young women!

Australian police have warned 'beer wenches' -- scantily-clad women hired by cricket fans to queue at the bar for alcohol -- that they would not be welcome at the one-day international series with India.
And surely I'm not only linking to this story because of this*:
Here a lady in a beer can bikini.
Surely not.

* Picture subject to change at the whims of Yahoo. So if you end up staring at a shaved monkey butt or something, don't blame me.

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January 08, 2004

Another Observation (Because I Give and I Give)

Well, duh:

Comedian Jeff Foxworthy says he can't say no to autograph seekers...
Hard to say no to the non-existent, eh Jeff?

You might be a former inexplicably popular redneck comedian if...

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Somewhat Daily Observation

There's something oddly appropriate about Ann Coulter's blog tagline being "Ann Coulter speaks her mind..." - and then having a blank page beneath it.

To quote the esteemed Dan Quayle:

What a terrible thing to have lost one's mind. Or not to have a mind at all. How true that is.
How true indeed.

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January 07, 2004

Dorks of the World Rejoice

Your geekdom knows no bounds.

Online games now have their own foreign exchange that lets players buy and sell different virtual currencies just like in the real world.

The Gaming Open Market allows players who control characters in games such as Star Wars Galaxies, The Sims Online and Ultima, to buy and sell the currencies used in the different game worlds.

And the 35-year old virgins living in their mothers' homes saw it, and it was good.

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I wonder if Michele has noticed that Steve Green has a new logo AND a new photo of himself on his blog. She'll be all a-tingle when she finds out.

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January 06, 2004

You're What?

Red planet, rusted.

NASA's got'em a rover, it's as big as a whale
And it's about to set sail! Woo!
I got me a rover, it seats Ray Bradbury,
So hurry up and bring your Congressional funding!

Mars rocks, baby, Mars rocks!

OK, I'll shut up.

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Air Marshals Heads

The British Airline Pilots' Association is debating whether or not to formally accept the deployment of air marshals on US-bound flights:

British pilots -- unhappy with air marshals but starting to see them as inevitable -- were due to meet Darling later on Tuesday to press for an industry-wide agreement on their deployment.

"The fact that you have got people behind you in a pressurized cabin with guns and bullets is not a happy thought," said a spokesman for the British Airline Pilots' Association (BALPA), which groups most of Britain's 9,200 airline pilots.

Imperialist American Infidel To Be SlaughteredWhat does the thought of five Islamic extremists with murderous intentions behind you cause? Warm fuzzies?

This is of concern to me as British Airways is the only airline to offer non-stop flights from Denver to London, and the World Wide Wife and Runt* are heading there next month to visit family. So it's not just a matter of them being unwilling to defend their own lives; they're unwilling to have the lives of my wife and child defended. Maybe I should cancel that trip until those pilots sprout some nads.

(shakes head)

(walks away)

Update: Hooray, something else to worry about.

Police in England and Europe are seeking Al Qaeda terrorists planning to bomb trans-Atlantic jets departing Paris and London, security sources said yesterday.
Such stories wouldn't really have concerned me before I became a father. Odd that.

* Isn't she adorable? And, yet, our enemy would think nothing of killing her. No remorse. No regret. She's an infidel and must be slaughtered. Try it, assholes.

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Wishful Thinking

Jack Cluth is offering up some thoughts on civil political discourse, directed primarily at his fellow Democrats (although the points would apply equally well to shrew fellow human being, Ann Coulter, Freepers, etc). I think, however, that when one is so oblivious to reality that one compares President Bush to a tyrant that exterminated six million human beings*, or calls all liberals traitors to the state, then civil discourse and any hope of reason are already casualties of the political battle.

Although, I do have to admit that the Sean Hannity / Planet of the Apes book cover spoof is pretty good.

* Odd that the far left never compares Bush to Stalin, who killed 20 million people. Maybe because he's one of their own? Hmmm. Sorry, that was uncivil of me! :)

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January 05, 2004

You Really Shot Me

I know everyone is probably aware that Ray Davies recently got shot by a mugger in New Orleans. I just wanted to use that pun.

Maybe I'm the first. Probably not.

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Just an observation, but Focus on the Family and the Christian Broadcasting Network, valiant promoters of keeping those damnable homos from tying the knot, have yet to post any condemnation of Britney Spears for cheapening heterosexual marriage.

Odd that.

More evidence that it isn't about marriage, but rather "ewww, gay people are icky and Jesus hates them!"

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If you're a sucker for the banjo and fiddle...

and I really don't trust those who aren't, check out the Cold Mountain soundtrack. It's produced by T-Bone Burnett of O Brother, Where Art Thou Fame and it's the best CD I've bought in months (and will hopefully give me my fiddle fix til the next Nickel Creek release).

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Lookin' Good

It's going to be a great, new year here at the World Wide Rant. Why, you ask? Because, as Frank J. points out, 2004 is the Year of the Monkey.

However, it technically doesn't start until January 22, so that's well over two weeks for everything to collapse and for lives to be ruined.

Update: Another good omen (or not) - this is post #2004 in the MT database. Do dee do do, do dee do do.

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Shredding the Constitution, Part 214

If this is true, it's unacceptable:

When President Bush travels around the United States, the Secret Service visits the location ahead of time and orders local police to set up "free speech zones" or "protest zones," where people opposed to Bush policies (and sometimes sign-carrying supporters) are quarantined. These zones routinely succeed in keeping protesters out of presidential sight and outside the view of media covering the event.

When Bush went to the Pittsburgh area on Labor Day 2002, 65-year-old retired steel worker Bill Neel was there to greet him with a sign proclaiming, "The Bush family must surely love the poor, they made so many of us."

The local police, at the Secret Service's behest, set up a "designated free-speech zone" on a baseball field surrounded by a chain-link fence a third of a mile from the location of Bush's speech.

The police cleared the path of the motorcade of all critical signs, but folks with pro-Bush signs were permitted to line the president's path. Neel refused to go to the designated area and was arrested for disorderly conduct; the police also confiscated his sign.

Last I checked, this was still the United States of America and we still had that pesky-to-the-far-left-and-far-right thing called the Constitution. The right to assemble and protest is essential (but, no, puking on sidewalks as part of such is not).

And the claim by the Secret Service that they do it to protect the protesters from being hit by the motorcade is laughable, unless they're now hiring 85-year old rent-a-cops.

Given the way Bush is sneaking Patriot Act II into the law books, stories such as this do little to instill me with confidence in the man or his administration.

Link courtesy of Drudge, where you read it first anyway.

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January 04, 2004

The Rover Has Landed

NASA's Spirit rover has successfully landed on Mars (or a reasonable facsimile thereof on a soundstage in California for you conspiracy idiots) and is beaming back pictures. This NASA site has the details.

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January 03, 2004

Pointless Personal Update

Snow. We finally got some more snow. They had been predicting 1-2 inches in the metro area, but it turned out to be more like 5 inches at my house. Light and fluffy stuff, easy to shovel.

Just finished dinner. Decided to improvise a bit on other recipes (and readers suggest a couple here) - so we ended up with pan-fried steaks, homemade baked fries, and nuked corn. The steaks were peppered, topped with cheese, and smothered in a sauce of butter, salsa, diced onion, garlic, parsley, and brandy, set alight just because I like fire! Fire! Turned out well.

We're now off to watch "Mies vailla menneisyyttä" and "Happiness." Perhaps a report at the end of the evening.

God bless us everyone.

Update: While "Mies vailla menneisyyttä" made me Suomi-sick for Finland (those keeping score in the audience know I lived there in 1994-1995), I'm not sure I see what made this an Academy Award nominee for Best Foreign Language Film, unless foreign films were rather lacking that year. It did have some subtle humor, but the performances seemed lackluster and the ending left me thinking "well, that wasn't much of a climax." I do, however, want to get back to Finland for a visit now.

"Happiness" so far is proving to be enjoyable and funny in its own sad way. Check it out, unless you're easily offended. Which I imagine a lot of you are.

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And The Winner Is...

Radley Balko is handing out his Agity awards for 2003. Good thing, too, because otherwise I might have missed this terrific story, "My Lunch With Ann Coulter", from August.

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January 02, 2004

Step By Step

Blog by blog, left right left, we all fall down, like toy soldiers.

No, I don't know why I chose to paraphrase this awful song in this post. It just came to me while enjoying a beer after a lovely Steak Diane dinner (prepared by yours truly).

I have two more steaks to make use of - any good recipes for tomorrow night would be welcomed with open maw.

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Public Announcement

Just a quick update to some things I said earlier about Mark Shea.

I've said some not very nice things about the man, and based upon the impression of him that I have gotten from dealing with him on his blog, I stand by them as valid assessments of his blog persona. We all have one. We all step up to the e-podium, clear our throats, and speak with a voice that is probably not quite the same as the one we use at a polite dinner party or a board meeting or in one-to-one e-mails.

So, Mark and I have been having an e-mail discussion, a rather civil one, and he comes across as not such a bad guy after all. No, really. Honest.

My opinion of Mark as being a "bitter" and "little" man came from my perception of his blog-espoused opinions and responses to anything that didn't glorify his idea of what the Catholic Church should be. His blog persona is angry, self-righteous, cocksure, and not a little obnoxious from time to time.

I'm not going to call him a buttercup sweetheart when that is what I have to go on.

So, let it be known, from this day forward, that he actually is rather amiable when not preaching from the pulpit. However, on his site, the blog persona reigns supreme.

Note: This has been part of Andy's Kinder / Gentler New You 2004 program. It probably won't last.

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Oh Cunanan... where the bucks come sweepin' from your tills...

It's always been frustrating to me as a theater buff and a taxpayer that the government can waste billions of dollars on new bombers while so many perfectly decent serial killers can't even be immortalized on the musical theater stage without having to find private sponsors. Finally the National Endowment for the Arts is doing its part to remedy that by giving $35,000 of your tax dollars and mine to help produce DISPOSABLE, a riproarin' rollickin' sallllute to everybody's favorite rent-boy turned serial-killin' superdesigner slayer, Andrew Cunanan.

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Strange Priorities

Michael Jackson holds his child over a railing for two seconds, admittedly a rather dumb move, and the whole world is shocked, recoiling in horror, their fear that Jacko is wacko once again confirmed.

But when this happens:

Crocodile hunter Steve Irwin took his month-old son to his first croc feeding on Friday, offering the reptile a chicken with one hand and holding the baby in the other.'s presented as charming entertainment by a charming entertainer. Something is wrong with the world.

Update: Kathy K indicates that it actually is causing outrage, just not at CNN:

Crocodile hunter Steve Irwin may face a police investigation for holding his month-old baby son a few feet away from the mouth of a crocodile at his Queensland zoo.
That's more like it.

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Well, Duh

Way back in December, 2003, gullible and superstitious people were wowed by the story of a ghost caught on film at the Hampton Court Palace in London. These people should be happy to know that they are still gullible and superstitious.

After video enhancement, the investigators conclude: "When enhanced and stabilized the video looks far less like a ghost and more like an attendant of some kind (wearing a period costume). The press and media took the most ghost like image of the low resolution sequence and circulated the low resolution and shaky images from video without any processing to balance contrast and used this to claim it was a ghost, but when you look at the sequence once enhanced and stabilized it looks less convincing.
Found via Mark Shea, who isn't gullible and superstitious except for that bit about Jesus rising from the dead and such.

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Moral Dilemma

Being a compassionate sort, I tend to believe that working to alleviate the suffering of innocent Iranian earthquake victims is a good and noble thing. However, now I'm not so sure.

A leading Iranian cleric has accused the US of trying to exploit the Bam earthquake for political gain...

Ayat Allah Ahmad Jannati, head of Iran's powerful supervisory body the Guardian Council, also applauded what he called a "slap in the face" given to Washington by the Islamic Republic...

"Naturally America wanted to take advantage of this situation by offering some help and bringing up the issue of relations," Jannati said.

"But it was given a slap in the face," he told worshippers to chants of "Death to America".

It's events like this that make me wonder where the charity of the United States makes us better than these people, or just more stupid.

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And Some More

Mark Shea is talking 'bout libertarians. Such a bitter, little man is he.

Feel free to work the phrase "Catholic brownshirt" into your replies, should you choose to participate. Oh, no reason.

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Loose Logic

Josh Claybourn is talking 'bout atheism. If you choose to play, play nice.

Although, feel free to work Binky the Magic Space ClownTM into your replies.

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January 01, 2004

Starting Off the New Year Right

Hey, hey, hey there, kids - there's new hope for America!

Limp Bizkit, which suffered slow sales of its long-awaited new album, has been named worst band of the year by readers of Guitar World magazine.

Creed, another act that draws sharp reactions, came in at No. 2 even though the Christian combo took the year off. New York rockers the Strokes were No. 3, followed by "all pop-punk bands" at No. 4 and pop-punk band Good Charlotte at No. 5.


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