Speaking of the overpaid executive branch, the Democrats haven’t figured out the less-government push of the recent election yet. Now they want to disable your cell phone while you’re driving. What this amounts to is the classic bureaucratic mindset: Do what we want or we’ll force you to do it.
Land of the free? I think not.
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Tagged disabling your cell phone, Nanny State, overpaid executive branch
An iconic photograph of World War II, a Jewish boy and other children and their mothers and fathers threatened by the heroic Nazis, subject of a new book: As the prologue says, it is “a picture worth one thousand words and six million names.”
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Tagged Dan Porat, Jurgen Stroop, Nazis, Tsvi Nussbaum, Warsaw Ghetto
The El Al security system is far less intrusive than the TSA one (there is no groin grope or X-Ray machine), and it works just fine.
Because, unlike the feds, El Al is not concerned with political correctness, only safety.
Michael Totten, who gets profiled every time he flies through Tel Aviv, explains how Israel does it:
By eschewing the “Security Theater” approach, which is to always fight the last “war,” i.e. remove your shoes, bring no shampoo, let them grope your underwear, etc.
Despite that Al Q never strikes the same way twice, the Feds always do.
(I’m hoping to experience the Israeli Way when I fly to Tel Aviv in the spring.)
Meanwhile, Thomas Sowell sees more of Obamalot’s disdain for America here:
“If anything good comes out of the airport ‘security’ outrages, it may be in opening the eyes of more people to the utter contempt that this administration has for the American people.”
Still more from Instapundit, who thinks the flying public’s anger over TSA’s groin grope is far from over.
Because, for one thing, Obamalot is considering exempting Muslim women.
UPDATE: Meanwhile, the federal bigs are breezing right on through. No scan or grope for them. And no surprise, either.
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Posted in Blogosphere, Israel, Obamalot, Scribbles, The War
Tagged Belmont Club, El Al security vs TSA, Pajamas Media, political correctness, profiling, Richard Fernandez, Security Theater, TSA groin grope
Mr. Boy learned to ride a bicycle on our weekend Cub Scout camping trip to McKinney Falls. He got the urge, borrowed a bike from a Den friend and rode off. After a little trouble figuring out the hand brakes, he was good to go.
He was worried later that, because he doesn’t have a bicycle of his own (yet) that he might forget how to ride before he gets one. Nope, I told him. Riding a bicycle is for always. Once your inner-ear-brain is attuned, you’re set for life.
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Posted in Mr. Boy, Rancho Roly Poly, Science/Engineering, Scribbles
Tagged bike riding, learning to ride a bicycle, riding a bicycle is forever
“Old Democrat promise: Everyone gets to keep their health insurance.
“New Democrat promise: You can keep your health insurance…if you BEG hard enough for an Obamacare waiver.”
More than a million and counting.
Via The Wolf Files.
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Tagged Michelle Malkin, Milton Wolf, Obamacare waivers, The Wolf Files
Allure and demure is my verdict on this black more-or-less one piece swim suit.
I think Ms. Tenile would have pleased even the 17th century painter Peter Paul Reubens, though he might have thought her suit was too concealing.
I was not familiar with her until I stumbled over this pix doing a search on something else. I still don’t know any other name for her, but since I was always a sucker for, ahem, big, full-figured women she has my vote for a perfect Rule 5.
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Me, Mr. B. and Wyatt (one of his Webelos II running buddies), go tonight for what will be my second-to-last camping trip before they move on into Boy Scouts, which does not encourage, let alone require, parents to go camping with them. So two more nights on the ground (albeit with an air mattress) and I’m done with it.
Forecast is for a warmish night, and (my bet) another loss for the Longhorns to lowly Florida Whatever, which I will be listening to on the radio. This time the boys and I are coming full-circle, back to the first camping spot they did when they were Tiger Cub scouts a few years ago: McKinney Falls State Park. Picturesque, especially the pretty falls area—except for the periodic roar of the commercial jets taking off from nearby Austin International Airport.
UPDATE: As one of the other older fathers said: I don’t know which hurts worse, my back or my butt. I do know this was my last camping trip sleeping on the ground. The worst part, actually, was getting up and down and spending time on my knees getting everything set up and then torn down. But they had fun. Glad, too, that the Longhorns won.
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THE TEXAS SCRIBBLER 