Category Archives: Scribbles

Artzi

Artzi, the Israeli parks authority guy. Er, an ibex, actually. Snoop tracked down a stuffed one for Mr. B., who at eleven years old has one foot in adulthood, but the other still in stuffed-animal-collecting childhood.

Be careful what you wish for

UPDATE: Well, it looked bad here on radar, but it was moving fast. We got a nice soaking of two-and-a-half  inches at the rancho. But other than some minor street flooding elsewhere in the city, there was no frog-strangler to disrupt anything. And now, at 5:20 p.m., it hasn’t rained at all for several hours.

The Bulbul lost, alas

I took several snapshots of the Israeli Bulbul, but none of them came out as good as this stock one from the Web. My pal Snoopy says it’s native to Israel. Even Haaretz (sometimes sneeringly called the only Hebrew-language Arabic newspaper in the Middle East) agrees.

“There is no doubt that the bulbul is ours: loud, quick to anger, lavishing gregarious affection, and in love with his friends. He makes noise as he brags to his pals about his exploits, and calls himself affectionate names. He doesn’t stop singing even as he is joyfully robbing fruit from others in true bulbul style.”

Alas, the bulbul lost the competition for national bird. Snoopy says it was because some politician pointed out that the bulbul is always fighting with its neighbors. So the hoopoe, found throughout the ME, won. Might also have been because of the alternate slang meaning of bulbul. But that’s just my notion.

Fear $5 gas? Write Obamalot’s EPA

The EPA has shut down Shell’s forty billion investment in drilling for oil in Alaska over air quality emissions from an ice breaker. This is not ANWR. It is a bid to increase the supply of gas and oil in this country, not somewhere else where it has to be bought at high prices. Which Obamalot seems to prefer.

This car climbed Mount Washington

I saw this sticker on the back of a Toyota sedan on Highway 6, Israel’s first and only toll road, somewhere north of Tel Aviv.

And I thought, nooo. They bought the sticker and put it on the car. Surely they didn’t ship the car all that way and then bring it back?

So where’s the proof?

So far we only know that the White House and the Pentagon insist that OBL is dead. They got him. Obamalot fulfilled the promise Bush Jr. made in 2001. The American people, wanting it so badly, stood up and cheered. A bit prematurely.

Now Obamalot won’t release the pictures. Too gory. Spiking the ball, etc. Could it be the commandos messed up the dead guy’s face to the extent that the pictures prove nothing? Seems so. Mighty dumb of them to be so careless.

We’ve already heard that the DNA “match” is familial, rather than a true “match.” OBL had only a half-sister, whose DNA the government has, and apparently none from him or his parents. So all the feds can say with certainty is that the dead guy was a member of OBL’s extended family. Hardly definitive.

None of which is getting much ink, of course. The Democrat media is more than happy to take the word of the government, and ridicule those who won’t. Against all past experience, starting with Watergate. Ah, but that was a Republican, see. We can trust Democrats. Well, not all of us do.

UPDATE:  This will certainly be enough for some. I’d still like to see our proof.

If you don’t believe Obamalot, you’re a racist

Don’t the Democrats ever get tired of trotting out these canards? Of course not. What else do they have?

Leonard Pitts, rabble rouser extraordinaire, in today’s Miami Herald, puts the “ultimate” Democrat quasher on Obamalot’s skeptics.

In “Presidenting While Black,” which also ran in the daily, Pitts says if you don’t believe Obamalot, why, it’s because you’re a racist. How convenient.

But, really, this is a very old story the Dems trot out whenever they feel backed into a corner. The Tea Party? Racist. Problems with Obamacare? Racist. Want to see Obamalot retired in 2012? Racist.