What think ye, me hearties? Is it true, as some says, that on-line Porn is what really led to the demand for high-speed Internet? That Netflix, et al, came later?
Porn. Is there any positive economic development it can’t drive forward?
Via Instapundit.
Somewhat surprising that Ted won Iowa, beating out the Trumper and Rubio both, but whether it will mean anything in the long run remains to be seen.
It wouldn’t be unusual for someone else, say Trump, to win New Hampshire and then a third GOP candidate to pull in South Carolina. Leaving Ted to muse over what happened to his Iowa triumph.
What might happen is a full-court press (basketball term) by the GOPe to undermine our Ted, whose conservatism must make even Trump look good to them—RINOs that they are.
Via Instapundit.
UPDATE: The Trumper accuses our Ted of stealing the Iowa election. Of course he does. Losers always suspect cheating. How else could their brilliance be ignored?
MORE: That was too easy. I predicted Trump might win New Hampshire and sure enough… The best our Ted can hope for is third after some guy from Ohio. These Yankees, sheesh.
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Always fun to be nose-booped by Pumpkin, especially in the morning. For a while I thought it meant he merely wanted me to get up and feed him, but now I know it’s more generally affectionate than a specific concern. At such times he even likes me booping him back, touching his nose with my index finger.
Cats are mysterious creatures. Seemingly indifferent. Actually very affectionate.
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Finally, I can take arched bridges with relative ease. Only took, well, since about 1980. That’s, uh, 35 years or thereabouts. Have yet to try the one to Corpus, however.
Got to do it most days to get up the Highway 183 overpass, north of the rancho, so I’ve had plenty of practice staring at the white lines instead of looking from side to side. Now I can look over the side. Long as I’m not too close, of course.
I still try to take the stairs instead of the elevator. Some phobias never die.
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“Obama doesn’t believe anything he says. You can understand what he believes only based on what he does. Everything he says is only a cover for what he really wants to do. This is cynicism in the service of idealism.
“Obama offered the country a false idealism in the service of his true idealism. Given enough doses of this dichotomy and you end up with Putin, a man who believes in nothing, because he is the product of a wholly cynical idealistic system where the only smart people were those who believed in absolutely nothing, while appearing to be completely sincere.”
I can’t quite imagine the Hildabeast as president. She is our Barry Hussein, so to speak, in spades. I expect we’re going to find out she makes Putin look like a moralist.
Via Sultan Knish.
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“What we are seeing is a public that is coming to the conclusion that the game is rigged. Vote Republican or Democrat and the results are the same and always at odds with the wishes of the people. There are other social forces at work, of course, but the people in charge are undermining the legitimacy of the system over which they preside.”
So we see a Trump riding to the rescue. Except he’s not likely to turn out to be any less crooked than the rest of them. The system needs an overhaul. But I have no idea how it’s to be accomplished. Armed revolution? Revolutions usually turn out badly, the American one was one of the exceptions. Unless you were a Tory. But that was long ago. In a much smaller and more heterogeneous galaxy far, far away.
Via The Z Man.
My friends in the Shenandoah Valley have had about all the global warming they can stand this weekend. Richard T., Mr. B’s godfather and my old Vietnam bud, spent his time driving his vineyard’s tractor equipped with snow plow trying to save his neighbor’s prize bull and cows from burial under three feet of drifting snow. Meanwhile, as our Little Barry Hussein prepares his executive orders supposedly involving climate change:
“I also anticipate lots of dumb laws and regulations that will greatly diminish the convenience of everyday living, even more so than that stupid plastic bag ban my municipality enacted a few years ago. Though a soothsayer I am not, I predict such legislation will have a ripple effect across the world’s economies, resulting in increased unemployment, higher prices, and a less enjoyable standard of living overall.”
Oh, yah. As usual, however, Austin’s plastic bag ban wasn’t about the environment, but graft for the ruling party. The Democrats, of course. I was reminded of that the other day when I asked for a plastic bag at HEB, meaning the 25 cent red job they sell now for folks (like me) who refuse to carry European-style shopping bags like good little drones of D.C.
Instead the young clerk handed one of the old-style free plastic bags which now cost, get this, $1 each. Had to specify the 25 center. Astounding? Only because you don’t understand our crooked politics that masquerades as environmentalism.
Via Skanlyn.
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