Ah, memories. A big thanks to Think Progress for creating this nifty timeline of the government’s “response” to Hurricane Katrina. Now I feel almost as pissed off as I was last year.
In happier news, my conservative friend Jon Swift has gleefully declared that science is dead. Make sure you give him a read.
Gavin adds: Quiddity has a super-excellent Katrina timeline as well.
Thanks to the quick-click simplicity of Internet research, it’s now possible to enjoy music without actually listening to it, based solely a quick Google search of musicians’ relative and ideological merits:
James Lileks cautions:
K-Lo:
Before anyone starts claiming “My Sharona” as a Great Conservative Song, keep in mind the creepy lyrics (the line about “the younger kindâ€? no doubt had John Mark Karr nodding his head in approval) and the band’s connection to assisted suicide.
Well, it’s a tenuous link, I admit. But the brother of the Knack’s lead singer was Kevorkian’s lawyer. Small world.
No doubt robot Glenn Reynolds will appreciate this development in some not-so-distant dystopian future – for everyone knows that robots, much like Phil Collins, can’t dance. Similarly, nor can they sing.
Gavin adds: Oh jeez, good thing they missed that other Knack single. The one that goes:
When’s he gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind,
US News was punk’d, truly skunked, when they hired that guy,
My, my, my, aye-aye, WOO!
Judie Brown is the sort of bitter old ninny who gets tremendously upset and flustered whenever she thinks about other people boinking. If anyone out there is having sex, or just generally having a good time, Judie will scrunch up her face and shreik about it from the mountaintops. Take a look at her latest piece, called “Contraception is not the answer“:
Contraception is not the answer
Judie Brown
August 24, 2006As one who has fought on the front lines of the pro-life battle for much of my adult life, it’s my perception that there is mass confusion in this nation about what it really means to be a man, or a woman — a member if you will of a specific gender.
When Shania Twain sang the words “Man, I feel like a woman,” it was a direct assault on traditional gender roles, the likes of which have not been seen since the premeire of Mrs. Doubtfire.
In light of that reality, it has also been my experience that nothing in this life happens by accident. So when I heard that fellow activist Joe Scheidler’s Pro-Life Action League was sponsoring a major conference based on the theme “Contraception is not the answer,” I was elated.
She did say “elated,” by the way, so get your filthy minds out of the gutter, OK?
What in the world does this conference have to do with understanding the incredible differences between masculinity and femininity? More than you might possibly ever think. In my lifetime I have witnessed a near total emasculation of men.
You don’t say.
Oh, Mr. Drum, this is too nerdy even for my tastes:
As I mentioned over the weekend, I’ll be spending the next few days attending the annual World Science Fiction Convention being held just down the road in picturesque Anaheim. I’ll be on several panels (details here), so if you’re also attending come on by and see me.
As a liberal blogger, I’d like to think I’m cooler than the 82nd Chairborne Division, and in a lot of ways I am. I do have a job, for instance, and I don’t live in live my mother’s basement.
But I’m a nerd just the same. I spend a lot of time thinking about topics that do not directly affect my personal life- mostly music, politics and sports. Sure, I have a decent social life, and I exercise pretty regularly, but I’m just as comfortable staying home and watching Battlestar Galactica or Twin Peaks reruns as I am going out to the bar.
To summarize: I am a nerd. And I suspect most people who read and write blogs are as well. Thoughts?
Hey kids, sorry for being so quiet of late. Thanks to Gavin for pickin’ up the slack.
Basically, my relative silence boils down to two things:
1.) I’m in between jobs right now, which is stressful.
2.) The Red Sox pulled one of their patented collapses last weekend, which made me depressed.
So that’s that. I should be back to normal posting duties relatively soon.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Holy Warriors Using BlogspotThe mujahideen have apparently realized how simple, quick, and private it is to set up a blog on the Google-owned Blogspot. Here are three Blogspot sites being used to distribute jihad announcements and videos:
“Hey guys i am invetsigating teh ISLAMONAZI TERROR sights1!! –Freedom Eagle”
“booyah freedom eagle get those towl heads ha ha –[email protected]”
UPDATE at 8/23/06 7:05:02 pm:
Clicking through to any of these sites is safe, because Blogspot doesn’t allow users much control. But be very careful about clicking any links contained within these sites.
06:31 PM PDT
PS: Pam disabled video embedding again, outsmarting us!
It would perhaps be imprudent blithely to deploy the Super Secret Emergency Atlas-Shrugs Video Yoinking Trick, if such a method existed (which we neither confirm nor deny), because who knows when you’ll need it most, sort of thing. So here’s a link.
Yawn. Doop-de-doop-doop. Some weather today, huh?
Welp, let’s see what’s going on with ol’ Instapundit.
August 23, 2006
BLOG SWEEPS WEEK HAS BEEN EXTENDED TO RUN ALL YEAR: Pamela Atlas is bikini-videoblogging from the beach.
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Ha. Ha. Haha. Hahaha.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA-HAA-HAA!1!!!
Cowabunga. [UPDATE: YouTube is going up and down. If the space below is blank, we’ll return to our regularly scheduled program, Attack of the Scary Thing Without Enough Clothes On that Some Allege Ate John Bolton, as soon as it returns.]
PS: “Shrieking harpy.”
This might be the best he’s ever been. It’s one of those rare Hindy posts that beggar commentary and demand simply to be read and appreciated as art.
It seems Hinderaker met President Bush yesterday, as an invited guest of the White House. It seems he was favorably impressed.
“Blar-Har-Har-Har!”
Damn, what was that?
Oh, it’s Confererate Yankee again.
Above: Confederate Yankee wearing at least
a shirt and possibly trousers