Bill Nye: The Pee Wee Herman of Science

Our pal Sarah Palin has his number: Scientism is not science. Just another political shill for the climate schuck.

Via Instapundit.

Rule 5: Girl With Gun

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About time we got back to the Rule 5s. This nice posterior view is only the start.

I’m Libertarian!

According to this presidential candidate poll, I am. Which I warn you will take about 15 minutes to complete, unless you’ve already thought about most of what is asked. I had not.

My own answers led to four Libertarians I never heard of: Austin Petersen, Gary Johnson, John McAfee and Marc Allen Feldman. Pity they have no chance.

Of the more likely candidates I side best with our Ted Cruz, followed closely by Trump. The Hildabeast is 30 points south of Trump in my poll results, and Bernie is 32. I don’t side with her on any major issues and him only on some foreign policy ones. Not a surprise.

Via Curmudgeonly and Mouth of the Brazos, who both came down with Cruz first.

First things first

J.D. apparently has found his dream car: a 1979 Chevrolet El Camino. Red. “350 ci, 4-speed auto, Edelbrock 4bbl carb.” Almost fully restored.

“No cruise control. (I had forgotten how tired your damn right foot gets on trips.) No decent stereo. AC poor, but still works. Some slop in the steering. Speedometer is variably inaccurate – not just 10 mph slow, or 15 mph slow or fast, but sometimes 15 slow, sometimes 10. I’ll get these things remedied ASAP, a little at a time. First step is replacing the stereo.”

Priorities. Priorities. Heh.

Via Mouth of the Brazos.

One good thing about Barry’s visit to Cuba

Nice to see a new post by Yoani Sanchez, the Cuban who blogs rather bluntly about the lies of the Castro regime. I suppose it means she was not rounded up and jailed before our Little Barry Hussein’s recent visit. Nor afterwards for having written nothing especially very nice about his Earness.

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Cat ambition

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Driving or texting?

It’s not what you think. Not another one of those Don’t Text and Drive sermons.

It’s the observation of the father of one of Mr. B.’s chums. He noted that his 16-year-old son has no particular interest in getting his driver’s license. It reminded me of how slowly Mr. B. has been about moving through the end of his driving lessons. Putting the last ones off. Doing them once a week or every ten days.

My friend said when he and I were this age, we needed that driving license to get out of the house, to see friends, to go to the movies, to get out from under the parental thumb. Whereas nowadays, he said, they have private phones to talk and text with, Netflix to stream movies on, Xbox to play multi role player games with their friends, while talking to them on headsets, amid all the comforts of home.

Why go out? Why drive? Especially in Austin’s godawful traffic?

I suppose they’ll be too old for the real-life virtual reality games that are coming. That generation might be even less interested in getting a driver’s license. If unpopular public transportation can’t save the environment from the automobile, maybe the iphone and the Internet  can, eh?