The Great Divider going over-the-top. When Raul Castro criticized human rights in the U.S. our Little Barry Hussein replied: “I personally would not disagree.” Surprised not to see dictator-loving Lurch in the group. Must be off appeasing some other tyrant.
Posted in History, Obamalot, South of the Border, The Culture, The War
Tagged Che's Puppet, The Great Divider
The Martian is not the best scifi movie I ever saw, but it is reasonably faithful to the book for a change. Only a little tiresome with the manipulated tears. Funny how the tear ducts respond even when the brain is saying oh, come on now.
I rented the flicker via Amazon and watched it on my Kindle Fire tablet for about six bucks. The “Martian,” Matt Damon was exceptionally good. So were the young babes, unknowns to me, at Mission control and on the Hermes spacecraft, which was easily the largest thing Earth ever launched and with Starship Enterprise interiors.
I still think, as I did with the book, that the author was too much of a NASA and government fanboy. Damon being of and being rescued by a private space company would have been much more interesting. There were sequences that demanded some NASA involvement but those could have been finessed.
I did come away with less of a sense of the book’s story of one man’s ingenuity in the face of impossible odds. Damon always seemed to be plugging in available hardware rather than devising unique ways around his problems. More of the focus, certainly more than in the book, was on NASA and its (in this case) babe or black scientists and their ingenuity in working out a rescue. The group, rather than the individual, was a cause for celebration. Typical of a socialist worldview.
The movie, like the book, also annoyed me for its use of CNN as the major television channel that “brings the world together” when Fox has been No. 1 for more than a decade now. But that’s what you would expect from Hollyweird, where conservative commenters like the ones on Fox are verboten. CNN’s liberals obviously preferred. Just like the Hollyweirdos keep making unpopular leftist political message movies, somehow eating their losses.
So how many stars on the Stanleymeter? Four. Do I advise you to rent it? Only if you’ve read the book first, which is much more inspiring if much less tear-jerking.
Posted in Flickers, Science/Engineering, Space, The Culture
Tagged Matt Damon, The Martian
While the Hildabeast campaigns for ever more invasive gun laws, the Thumper, as I call Trump, is going to get himself elected with his take on the Second Amendment and a proposal for a national “right to carry” law.
“Furthermore, Trump proposed a national right to carry, a national concealed carry reciprocity law that would compel states to recognize the concealed carry permits of any other state, exactly as drivers licenses from anywhere are accepted by all states today.”
Hee. That ought to increase the number of Code Pink and Move On protesters at his future campaign appearances. Which will do him nothing but good among most voters.
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Posted in Guns, Obsessions, The Culture
Could be worse. Will be with the Hildabeast:
“A Clinton Restoration will be very much like the Bourbon Restoration in France, having learned nothing and forgotten nothing. Hillary will use both the legal and illegal powers of the Presidency to systematically dismember the American Right, seeking to use her term(s) in office to permanently cripple its ability to block the social-justice warriors’ agenda.”
UPDATE: Meanwhile, this, right here, could get him nominated and elected all by itself.
Hadn’t been back to view my Amazon reviews for months. Last review was on a good cat scratcher for Senor Gato. Before that, though, it was September 14, 2015, about the time Mrs. Charms’ cancer treatments were becoming seriously ineffective.
In checking the old ones out before doing a new one of Arkwright, a new Allen Steele scifi goodie, I discover Amazon has a “safe space,” a filter to automatically hide reviews of “sensitive products”—defined as anything erotic or controversial that might mean embarrassment for a reader of the reviews.
Concern for the precious little snowflake generation, in other words, readily noticeable on any college campus near you, has now come to the world’s largest retailer. Ugh.
Posted in Cancer, Obsessions, Scribbles, The Culture
Tagged Amazon's safe space, precious little snowflakes, product reviews
Our Little Barry Hussein came to town Friday, further jamming Austin’s always awful traffic, and not incidentally contributing to the carbon footprint he claims to care so much about reversing. He extolled the role of government, a curious tic of his these past seven years, as if government needed a boost to cover up its failures.
But the main thing he could find to praise was the weather bureau and its weathersats, at once the oldest and the newest of the bureaucracy’s ministries. He also lied (quell surprise!) about Obamacare’s success (not) and further pretended that it was his doing (“I passed this law”) as if he was the executive and the legislative branches rolled into one.
One thing he neglected to mention, let alone praise, however, was the federal continuation of the failed low-fat, high carb diet advice whose reliance on starch and sugar over the past half century has “presided over the greatest explosion in Type II diabetes in the history of the human species.” Next time you feel the roll of fat around your middle, and under your armpits, you’ll know who to blame besides yourself for being stupid enough to believe what the feds tell you.
Far and away the best part of a real stinker of a movie Mr. Boy and I watched last night: Charlie Chaplin’s “Modern Times” of 1936. Possibly Hollyweird’s first purely political film. But Ms. Goddard, (real name: Marion Levy) who crossed to the other side in 1990 at age 79, sure was easy on the eyes.
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