Friday, July 02, 2004

this arcticle was written for you. Not for Joe, though, being the GOP hack that he is. <wink>

Thursday, July 01, 2004

Saw Spider-Man 2 last night.
It was really good. I don't want to spoil anything, but I will say I particularly enjoyed the scene on the train. One part was unintentionally funny, at least to me. Dr. Octopus convinces himself that robbing a bank is justified if its done in the cause of the common good, which reminded me of something else I heard recently. No one else was laughing.

There's another part where what's-his-name (the son of Green Goblin) tells Spider-Man "You killed my father!". I couldn't help myself and blurted out, louder than decorum allowed, "Prepare to die!".

My eight-year-old son liked it, but said Lord of the Rings is better. There was too much of a love story going on for his tastes. He wants war, not love.

Tuesday, June 29, 2004

Forget Kerry, vote Hillary!
No words had ever before been spoken that so closely match my views:
"Many of you are well enough off that ... the tax cuts may have helped you," Sen. Clinton said. "We're saying that for America to get back on track, we're probably going to cut that short and not give it to you. We're going to take things away from you on behalf of the common good."
"Not give it to you", eh? Whose money is it in the first place? This shows you, on a fundamental level, the difference between the Left and everyone else. One who believes such things has no respect for the individual, no respect for the principles that make America what it is.

Monday, June 28, 2004

Comparing Michael Moore to Loki
is an insult to Loki, but Jonah Goldberg does it anyway. More on Moore and his fans:
He [Michael Moore] has officially become one of those rare figures who simply by his existence illuminates a great deal about politics. I don't need to know very much about you or your ideas to know that if you think Michael Moore is just great, a truth-teller and a much-needed tonic for everything that is wrong in American life, you are not someone to take seriously about anything of political consequence, or you are French. But I repeat myself.
Here's a book
I need to read. I had no idea General Tommy Franks worked his way up to from being an enlisted man. That's gotta be rare.
My father just forwarded me this joke.
I have no idea who to credit:
Once upon a time, long, long ago there was a Presidential election that was too close to call. Neither the Republican presidential candidate nor the Democratic presidential candidate had enough votes to win the election. Therefore, it was decided that there should be an ice fishing contest between the two candidates to determine the final winner.

There was much talk about ballot recounting, court challenges, etc., but a week-long ice fishing competition seemed the (manly) way to settle things. The candidate that catches the most fish at the end of the week wins.

After a lot of back and forth discussion, it was decided that the contest would take place on a remote and cold lake in Wisconsin. There were to be no observers present, and both men were to be sent out separately on this remote lake and return daily with their catch for counting and verification.

At the end of the first day, George W. returns to the starting line and he has 10 fish. Soon, Kerry returns and has zero fish. Well, everyone assumes he is just having another bad hair day or something and hopefully, he will catch up the next day.

At the end of the 2nd day George W. comes in with 20 fish and Kerry comes in again with none.

That evening, Bill Clinton gets together secretly with Kerry and says, "I think George W. is a lowlife cheatin' son-of-a-gun. I want you to go out tomorrow and don't even bother with fishing. Just spy on him and see if he is cheating in any way.

The next night (after George W. comes back with 50 fish), Clinton says to Kerry, "Well, what about it, is George W. cheatin?"

"He sure is, Bill, he's cutting holes in the ice."
The Volokh Conspiracy follows my lead
and posts on R.E.M.'s Cuyahoga. I don't know why they say the lyrics are dense - they make perfect sense to me, and I stink at deciphering poetry.

And yes, I do believe that the good people of Volokh get their inspiration from In Whack. Uh huh.