Monthly Archives: April 2009

Our unethical pols

Amazing to me that anyone would not think the Botox Queen was morally-challenged, considering her insistence on having her own private jet, instead of flying commercial like her peers. Well, they say in retort, the plane is paid for by her campaign funds. Yes, but who supplies those and for what quid pro quo?

The dictator boogie

Like some others, I don’t have any problem with Barry thumb-wrestling with Mad Hugo. ‘Cept I hope he washed his hand afterward. Discreetly, of course. I could also deal with a White House invite. There’s ample precedent. Afterall, Clinton invited Arafat, the world’s oldest terrorist, and Hilarity even kissed the murderer on his fuzzy, wrinkled cheek. Long as Barry leaves it at that. Not sure if Michelle would want to, however.

The Revolution Business

They say that science fiction is the Literature of the age. Scfi author Charles Stross, who has written some good ones, unfortunately churns out mere political propanganda with The Revolution Business,  the new part five of his Merchant Princes series. As usual, there’s plenty of bad guys to go around, including, as always, a few bad girls. But this time, right up there at the top of the evil heap is, wait for it, former vice president Dick Cheney. And Haliburton, of course. Pathetic.

Then, it actually gets worse. We learn of another evil actor named Wolfowitz, and, lo and behold, with their choice of museums and other buildings to blow up, the bad guys, who don’t know Jews from penguins, choose D.C.’s Holocaust museum. I’m not saying Stross is anti-Semitic. Maybe he just wants to look that way. In a further cheap aside, he whacks the Nixon administration for allegedly being so callous as to plan to set off a nuke in an American city. In case we might have missed which American political party Stross dislikes.

I was enjoying the series. I went so far as to pay extra for the new one, in hardback. Let that be a lesson to me. Now that it’s become specifically politically partisan, it’s far less entertaining. I might have known: the blurb on the front cover was a tipoff. I thought it was coincidental, but not now. NYTimes pundit Paul Krugman, one of the prime authors of Bush Derangement Syndrome, is the blurber.

I can’t say the book, itself, is bad. It’s got more cliches than ever before, but that’s to be expected, I suppose, in a popular series. The editing seems to slip away as the money rolls in. See Harry Potter. If the chief bad guy had only been fictional, it would have hung together a lot better for me. As it is, I wouldn’t recommend the book or the series to anyone who doesn’t have BDS real bad. Not any more.

Those greedy rich people

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But hurry, before Barry & The Dems raise their taxes so high they shelter their money, instead.

Via Dustbury.

Secession fantasies

The usual media idiots and their sycophant pols are frothing over Gov. Perry’s secession talk. But it makes a certain sense, from a fantasy perspective. They forget (but some of us don’t) that we have a lot of nuclear weapons sitting in white, concrete igloos a few miles north of Amarillo. A little forethought, this time, and we could make sure the feds didn’t try to blockade and invade again. If nothing else, we could threaten to sell the nukes on e-bay.

Israel’s secret weapon

Instapundit finally discovers the secret. Now the whole world will know. Just in case it didn’t already.

Yankee’s version of Texas secession isn’t funny

Quite frankly, it’s hard to take seriously anyone named Aloysius. Especially when his idea of white Texans is "idiotic right-wing rednecks." A pox on your house, Aloysius. You need name as well as brain surgery. You might want to work on that scraggly chin beard of yours, too. Viagra might help. Maybe.