Category Archives: Scribbles

Time machine

Mrs. Charm is the television consumer at the rancho. Unless you count Mr. Boy’s periodic consumption of Sponge Bob. Her fave Roku show these days is Mad Men, a soaper return to the early 1960s urban advertising game, with lots of skinny ties, incessant smoking and martini lunches.

Also the girdled wives and girlfriends, which brings back some interesting memories I won’t mention (this is a family blog). This was back when women used hairspray but men didn’t. Instead, for us, it was grease or oil—Brylcreem or Vitalis, as I recall. Awful stuff, really, even the smell.

Supposedly, according to the show, throwing trash on the ground was also common. I don’t recall doing that, expect for one item. Pulling over to the side of the road to dump the car’s ashtray. How many times did I do that? Too many to count. Shameless behavior, truly.

Time to grow up, Newt

VDH has it so right with this advice for Gingrich to stop with the whining:

“…stop the accusations now, turn attention away from himself, stop complaining about the mechanics of the race, stick with critiquing Obama, and at least seem a good sport when he loses.”

‘Cause it’s pretty obvious that he’s not going to win. I’d rather him than Mittens, but we might as well face it. The fat lady has warbled. It’s time to focus on belittling Obozo, who is so eminently belittle-able.

You will pay for abortions, like it or not

Not that my paying for them, via tax money, really bothers me much, though I think they’ve become a form of birth control for a lot of uneducated and/or irresponsible women.

But, really, why should people who don’t believe in abortion have to pay for them? I suppose for the same reason people who don’t believe in war have to buy the bombs for the B-52s. But abortion is a trickier subject and Obozo may come to regret this one. I hope.

OTOH, abortions, via such venerable political organizations as Planned Parenthood (which actually helps women avoid parenthood), are as sacred to the Democrat party as labor unions. Obozo has no more choice (so to speak) in this matter than he does about supporting the AFL-CIO—an organization once (as recently as the 1970s) famed for its racism.

Via Michelle Malkin.

UPDATE:  Obozo tells religious groups to go to hell. That’ll learn ’em. Then, saying he really isn’t, he does it again. Is this guy nuts, or what?

The badge gang is very touchy

The badge gang may wear their surnames on their chests, or, at least, they used to. But woe unto anyone who dares take their picture in the, cough, performance of their duties. (Much less the consumption of their donuts.)

Fortunately there are lots of out-of-work lawyers these days just waiting to sue, and more and more precedent cases. The gang is especially touchy on this one because they’re losing.

No trial, no doctor, no judge

When it comes to the growing arrogance of the badge gang, it would be hard to beat your local team of deputy sheriffs—these are the folks who run your county jail, where you’re liable to wind up if you’re arrested for anything.

They are the least educated, the least sophisticated, and, in my experience as a former cop reporter, certainly the most inhumane. But this is disgusting. I hope the bastards who pulled this stunt at least got fired. Ought to jail ’em all, including the sheriff who hired ’em.

Via Instapundit.

Thirty pounds of cocaine found at the UN

 

Now we know their problem. They’re blinded by all the “snow”, obviously.

UPDATE:  Make that thirty-five pounds of cocaine, in hollowed-out text books, found in bags in the UN mail room.

Let him be clear

Let me be clear. I do not watch SOTUs because I have better things to do than to listen to presidents politicians prevaricate and tell outright lies, like Obozo did the other night. Repeatedly.

I specifically do not watch SOTUs by President Obozo because he is an ordinary hack politician of no merit who never says anything worth listening to. Except his famously repetitious “Let me be clear.” Which is, at least, worth a laugh.