Category Archives: Scribbles

BureauFATcrats

The real fat cats in the country aren’t on Wall Street, they’re in the Washington, D.C, metro area.

There, federal employees average more than $126,000 annually, and the median income is $84,523 vs $50,046 for the rest of us who pay the taxes on which the BureauFATcrats are living high—edging out the previous top spot of the private businesses of Silicon Valley.

And Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid aims to keep it that way. Until the Democrats run out of other people’s money, of course.

Rangers in six

That’s my considered prediction for the Series which starts tonight. The Cardinals are just too good not to win a few. Scott agrees, though his hedging is all over the block, nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rockers. I’ll be happiest if the Boys from Arlington take tonight’s game. More on the update.

UPDATE: Rangers in seven? It was a shock, the TR’s 3-2 loss, mainly because their biggest bats were silent. “Power Outage,” said the Boston Globe. It was that. Hope it was the cold—Elvis Andrus was wearing earmuffs. Are we in for another lost Series? Wait and see.

Vietnam War favorite

As I recall (and it’s been 42 years) this little item from can 4 was the most popular C-ration. It’s the fruitcake. When you got one of these you felt blessed by the gods.

For more C-ration memories (if you’re so inclined) go here. Not only a photo of the famous P-38 (not the WW2 fighter but the 1969 can opener) but also the small four-packs of Marlboros and matches from those pre-PC days.

“Zionist Jews…need to be run out of this country”

Charming creature, this Occupy Wall Street protestor, author of the above anti-Semitic remark, who is actually doing her protest thing in Los Angeles. Where she works for, ahem, the local school district. Figures.

Meanwhile, in NYC, which is always reliably malcontent, their most famous black anti-Semite and demagogue is encouraging mob violence to get what he wants.

The sign carriers in Austin, so far as I can tell (the media only reports the outrageous in conservative street demos and these aren’t), are a mixed bag of gripers, spoiled students majoring in soft subjects that don’t require much study time, and our local collection of  pierced anarchists and Code Pinkos.

And our nitwit of a president, whose re-election campaign is largely fueled by Wall Street, is hypocritically egging them all on. If they had any sense, they’d be protesting at his front door. Sense, obviously, is not their strong suit.

Good ol’ Rangers

They won their second pennant last night, bats aflame in a 15-5 beatdown of El Tigres de Detroit, and advance to their second World Series in a row—a first in the American League West since the Oakland As did it in 1988-90, according to Fox Sports.

Hope they can win this one, whomever they play, St. Louis or Milwaukee, and not be plowed under again as San Francisco did to them last year. I’m sure their No. 1 fan, my very own Webmaster who is undergoing chemo at the moment, is optimistic. But he usually is where the Rangers are concerned.

UPDATE:  The Cardinals are their opponent, starting Wednesday. Go TR!

Pelephone’s delightful ad

Pelephone, an Israeli mobile phone company, has produced one very imaginative, quite funny, advertising video. Enjoy.

Via Dustbury (where the link offers a library of similar Pelephone video ads).

Madison Avenue, meanwhile, prefers little playlets featuring “emasculated men…unbearable women [and] know-it-all children.”

Syrup cannon

Jo Anzalone, who is descended from a 13th Mississippi Infantry Regiment soldier, took a trip not long ago retracing the unit’s wartime movements.

She carried with her an antique silver syrup pitcher belonging to her Civil War ancestor, Private Jonathan James McDaniel, and posed it at different sites.

Here, the pitcher sits on the business end of a 20-pounder Parrott gun, a rifled cannon used mainly by the Union,  near the Henry House on the Manassas Battlefield in Virginia.

Jo has written a novel about McDaniel, available for free reading here. My own blog saga of the 13th Regiment continues into late July, 1863, here.