Category Archives: Scribbles

Ocarter

Of all the nicknames I’ve heard for Baby Barry: B. Hussein Obama, Barry, Baby Barry (my fav), the Messiah, etc., Ocarter definitely is a comer, especially with BB’s plans to soak the rich, beat up on the oil companies, and, just like Jimmy, lecture all of us on this or that. He certainly has the anti-Semitic background (Jeremiah Wright, Louis Farrakahn), as well. Some people prefer to capitalize the c, but I think I’ll leave it lower case. This one also is cute: Flipper. We must wait until November to see if Flopper is warranted.

Airbrush

First the Washington Post does it, leaving the Reverend God Damn America, Baby Barry’s anti-white, anti-American religious mentor and pastor of twenty years, completely out of a puffy profile of BB’s "spiritual journey," and then ABC follows the new airbrushing by doing the same thing. How sweet BB’s media pals are. Will it work? I doubt it.

Via Power Line.

Oxygen Bar

This was a new one on me when I encountered it at the Las Vegas airport, making a pit stop enroute by air to Sacramento on the last weekend in June. But I don’t get out much. It was impressively weird, but a bit phony, considering the recreational oxygen content generally isn’t much more than you get from normal air–though there are exceptions, apparently. Four guys I watched doing it agreed later that it didn’t provide any unusual kick. Better, maybe, was the massage bar at the Sacramento airport, whose good feeling is at least measurable, though it doesn’t last any longer than a visit to the chiropractor.

You can’t pop corn with cell phones

Whew. That’s a relief. I was taken in by this idea from a YouTube clip some high school chums were passing around. Then I passed it on in conversation on our trip last week to California. I’ve since emailed the correction to those folks, and will post the link here to the refutation (and explanation) by the American Chemical Society’s Chemical & Engineering News for anyone else who has also been taken in by the trick video.

Change you can believe in

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Removing the E Pluribus Unum was the weirdest part. Vero Possumus can’t replace it.

Is Baby Barry Too Young To Be President?

I clicked on the browser and up comes my Yahoo home page and there in the middle is one of those ads that purports to be a survey, and the question is: "Is McCain Too Old To Be President?" Actually, since Mac, at age seventy-two, is just eight years older than me, I would answer, "No, of course not." The real question, to me, is whether BB, at age forty-six, which is eighteen years younger than me, is too young to be president. And I would answer, "Yep, undoubtedly."

Mac’s cure for high gas prices

"…promise to offer a $300 million [federal] prize for the development of a battery that would ‘allow the leapfrogging of the current generation’ of electric and plug-in hybrid cars." And, of course, drilling off our East and West coasts and in Alaska for more oil.

Hey, a prize was good enough to spur Charles Lindbergh to fly the Atlantic. All Baby Barry has come up with is fining the oil companies. As if that would do anything for gas prices.