Category Archives: Obsessions

Put the Easter Bunny in a burka

“For the 18th year in a row, Google refused to honor the Christian holiday of Easter with a celebratory “doodle” on its website, despite commemorating similar Hindu and Jewish festivals and dedicating an entire page to the Muslim festival of Ramadan.”

Never mind Jesus. Put the Easter Bunny in a burka. That would inspire the Googlers.

Via PJMedia.

Cute

“If The Number Of Islamic Terror Attacks Continues At The Current Rate, Candlelight Vigils Will Soon Be The Number-One Cause Of Global Warming. ”
Argus Hamilton

Or school shootings, we might add.

Via Curmudgeonly

Incompetence versus gun control

“In many cases the FBI either knew about these shooters, would have if they were monitoring social media, or should have known. It became obvious some time ago that our nation has a problem with taking action to root out incompetence.”

More from Mouth of the Brazos

Hollyweird hypocrites

Just like the Pope railing again closed borders while living behind a Vatican wall, Hollyweird’s gun control advocates enjoy multiple layers of armed security.

“Indeed, there will be road closures to prevent people breaching a security perimeter made up of a wall of ten-foot gates and barricades, FBI agents, and firefighters. Police helicopters will be buzzing above and private security guards from Security Industry Specialists will be inside the Dolby Theater.”

So impressive, their demand for the pols to take away our guns.

Via Breitbart

UPDATE: “Imagine if every school was as protected as the Oscars.”

The media loves mass shootings

Absolutely true. And not only mass shootings but any disaster from floods to tornadoes. “Because tragedy is their business model.”

Reason being they’re easy to cover and the coverage goes on for days, even weeks, filling the time or space that would otherwise have to be filled by creativity.

Which is in very short supply these days. Modern journalists being liberal Democrat operatives who are dumb as rocks.

Via Instapundit& NRATV

Asses and elbows

Speaking of asses, something my fiance may curtail at any moment, my daily morning treadmill at the J is becoming a view of asses and elbows on the elipticals placed in front of the treadmills.

The bigger the better, I always say, and am sometimes rewarded. Makes the 45 minutes go faster for sure.

Still willin

The prince, king, whatever dropped this one on me after I admitted that I’ve spent the past 11 days falling in love. Not with Dallas Alice but with Barbara Ellen from Dimmitt. Glad to know I can still do it.