…to argue that the President not only has the right to bypass the warrant process when spying on American citizens, but also has the authority to disregard Supreme Court rulings he disagrees with.
Thank you, John Hinderaker, for being That Wingnut.
It’s been a while since I’ve trashed Fred Durst, so let’s check out what he’s been up to lately:
Fred Durst: The Next Martin Scorsese?
Limp Bizkit frontman says band’s success has hurt his film career.
Fred, lots of things have hurt your film career. Chief among them is lack of talent.
Fred Durst has always talked of expanding his directing repertoire beyond music videos and into film, and this year he took a significant step, although rather slyly.
“I created and directed a film for The Unquestionable Truth,” Durst revealed, referring to the EP Limp Bizkit released in May with virtually no promotion. “It’s a 30-minute short film, and Wes [Borland] and I both act in it. I play an evangelist named Evan Gelis…”
“And Wes plays a no-talent ass-clown from Europe named Notälen Tásscloüne.”
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Dr. BLT’s magnum opus, “Great Sex Can Ruin Your Life,” is now being promoted by Time magazine’s Blog of the Year.
There’s a lot more I could say about this, but I really don’t want to ruin everybody’s New Year by giving them visions of Hindrocket and the Big Trunk tag-teaming Deacon.
Oh, and Happy New Year.
(Thanks to reader Rotwang for the tip.)
Be sure to vote in World O’Crap’s ULTIMATE WINGNUT Contest!!!!!
The Rant (or as it’s now called, “The New Media Journal”) has a typically insightful article up about global warming. Let’s take a look:
Ding-Dong, Global Warming is Dead!
World/Alan CarubaDecember 19, 2005 – It?s always hard to determine exactly when a very huge, very bad, and very wrong idea dies in the wake of evidence that requires even the most reasonable person to conclude that it is, by and large, idiotic.
If you think he’s talking about intelligent design, you’ve got a big “Sadly, No!” coming your way.
It might be that global warming as a viable notion died when a Los Angeles Times reporter in early December wrote, ?Scientists studying Yosemite National Park?s bountiful wildlife have found that several animal species have moved to higher altitudes, an uphill migration possibly spawned by the grinding effects of global warming on one of the nation?s most protected wilderness.?
This is not news. It is mere speculation clothed in the majesty of journalism, but rife with the reporter?s opinion that Yosemite?s menagerie of mammals, birds, and reptiles are ?possibly? responding to ?the grinding effects of global warming.?
Either that or he was quoting scientists who think that global warming could be causing these creatures to migrate. Reading is such hard, hard work, isn’t it?
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Our evil doppelganger sisters at And Rightly So! grab out their Nancy Drew magnifying glasses and go to work on Ted Kennedy’s recent op-ed in the Boston Globe.
“The president is the commander in chief of the military. That doesn?t give him the power to spy on civilians at home without any judicial oversight whatsoever, without ever revealing those activities to even well-established courts that review these matters in secrecy. Otherwise, every phone and computer in America should now come with a warning label: Warning: the privacy of your communications can no longer be guaranteed, by order of President Bush.”
That warning wouldn?t bother me one bit. I?ve always assumed the government has access to everything anyway.
Wow. Just — wow. But if it… Wow. And then with Clinton, when it… Wow. Oog. Let’s check that again:
That warning wouldn?t bother me one bit. I?ve always assumed the government has access to everything anyway.
[sound of Satire, poor dear Satire, staggering about with a knife in her chest, then whumping stone-dead onto the boards.]
Wow. So that’s conservatism these days, huh?
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Hindrocket lights another one
I’m traveling on business today, and the first thing I saw when I arrived at my hotel, courtesy of most of the bloggers who have RSS feeds on Power Line News, was this, from Rasmussen Reports:
Sixty-four percent (64%) of Americans believe the National Security Agency (NSA) should be allowed to intercept telephone conversations between terrorism suspects in other countries and people living in the United States. A Rasmussen Reports survey found that just 23% disagree.
Sixty-eight percent (68%) of Americans say they are following the NSA story somewhat or very closely.
Just 26% believe President Bush is the first to authorize a program like the one currently in the news. Forty-eight percent (48%) say he is not while 26% are not sure.
Ouch. This is definitely evidence for the “Wile E. Coyote” theory that the Democrats are marching off a cliff.
Keep coming by, John — you supply the love, we supply the pop culture set-pieces. One imagines that his RSS reader popped up a title that read, ‘John Hinderaker, Super-Genius,’ and John beamed a bit, then clicked on it — and then crestfallen, shoved the information into the back-brain where metaphors gambol and caper. “Frackin’-frackin’ Democrats,” John thought yesterday, “They’re like…that coyote. Wile E. Coyote. Yes, they’re the coyote. Ooh!”
Welp, that’s about it, John. Thanks for your time. [Lt. Columbo wanders off, then stops and turns around with a finger in the air.]
Oh, wait. There’s this: Sadly, No.
Bonus extra-credit pop culture reference.
(l-r) John Hinderaker, Scott Johnson, Paul Mirengoff
[Update: also see Digby.]
I just got done watching R. Kelly’s hip-hopera Trapped in the Closet. Mother of God. It’s by far the best movie of 2005, and the best film I’ve seen since the Turkish Star Wars.
OK, this is just too funny:
Though Christopher Flickinger calls himself “dean” and poses in parodistic photos waving a small American flag and looking stern, he says he’s never been more serious about eliminating what he claims is pervasive anti-conservatism on college campuses today.
First of all, that’s the most poorly-written lede I’ve ever seen.
Second of all, you guys may remember Mr. Flickinger from his gig regular columnist for Renew America and Human Events Online. This op-ed best exemplifies the quality of his work:
Monkey see, monkey wanna do
Christopher Flickinger
April 6, 2005Bare butts, plenty of drinks and wild animals ? no it’s not spring break, it’s a science experiment. Researchers at Duke University just released a study that shows monkeys like to watch pornography.
When given the choice between a highly rewarding behavior or sex, the monkeys chose sex. Each male Rhesus monkey was offered a choice. It could view photographs of another male primate low in the chain of command, and as a reward, receive an abundance of its favorite juice. Or, it could look at a female monkey’s behind and receive no juice. The choice was easy. Each monkey preferred staring at the female’s butt.
And really, who wouldn’t prefer to stare at hot monkey ass? OK, so most of us wouldn’t, but this sort of thing really seems to get Chris off.
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The ‘meme of four?’ Well, I guess we’d better get in on the ground floor here.
Also cormorants in high blare.*
Four jobs you got fired from, or quit under a cloud: Bagel maker, Toys ‘R’ Us retailer, carpenter’s apprentice, social worker.
Four places you’ve lived that aren’t in New Jersey: Brooklyn.
Four movies you’ll never watch: Serenity, that other one, Ang Lee’s Hulk thing, the Narnia whatsis.
Four bands that people say are great, that actually basically aren’t: Pavement, the Beastie Boys, Nirvana, quite possibly Bright Eyes.
Four bands that nobody likes much, that are often superb: The Damned, The Sound, Metro, Secret Syde.
Four foods that you like, that other people are appalled by: Pork rinds, natto, raw octopus, squid jerky.
Four TV shows that you’re vaguely familiar with, from folks talking about them all the damn time: 24, The West Wing, Buffy, that new HBO thing.
Four blogs that you don’t understand why a lot of people read them: Dooce, Instapundit, Kevin Drum’s whole thing, Andrewsullivan.com.
Four places you’ve been on vacation: Um… If ‘vacation’ means ‘not working while you’re there,’ I’ve pretty much never left the NYC metro area.
Four wonderful kinds of oyster: Fanny Bay, Kumamoto, Malpeque, Belon.
[*] Four beautiful things: Ocicats, Bannerman’s Castle, tone of Stratocaster at full overdrive, Stomatopods.
