Today's video quiz. Is the following footage that of:
(A) Brave government opposition protesters getting abused at the hands of Ahkmadeenadude's security thugs, or...
(B) Obamacare opponents getting lectured by Obama's civilian security forces?
While more and more videos of American school children singing praises to Obama keep popping up, Iranian schoolchildren have followed suit by singing their own song versions in Tehran. Draped in Iranian flags and celebrating the 30th anniversary of taking U.S. citizens hostage, they chanted: "Death to America!"
I have also come into some information (via radio signals received thru an old molar filling) that these children also chanted: "Mahmoood Ahkmadeenadude! Mmmm mmm mmm!"
The correct answer to the above video quiz is "A". These protesters are reported to have chanted: "Obama, Obama!" "Either you're with them, or with us!"
Obama didn't actually see any of this coverage, but when told about it, had this to say:
OBAMA: What I reject is when some folks in Iran sit on the sidelines and root for Ahkmadeenadude's failure. We don't want somebody sitting back saying you're not holding the baton the right way. Why don't you grab a baton? That's a socialist baton! You're not batoning fast enough. Well, grab a baton!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Election Results: Vast Right Wing Economic Discontent Racist Conspiracy?

Sure, Obama is driving this bus, but he can't be held accountable! This is more a referendum on the state of the road and the tire inflation than on Obama's driving skills.
Not surprisingly, the HuffingGluePost (along with the rest of the left wing blogosphere) is really going out of it's way to hold Obama blameless in the election day Democrat massacre. Arianna's huge block headlines scream:
"IT'S THE ECONOMY (NOT OBAMA), STUPID".
Here are some other headlines on this same topic that caught my eye...
ABC
ABC: Exit Polls Show Voters Approve Of Obama, Wary Of Economy... Majority Of Voters Say Obama Not A Factor In Vote.
Vast economic discontent marked the mood of Tuesday's off-year voters, portending potential trouble for incumbents generally and Democrats in particular in 2010. Still the gubernatorial elections in Virginia and New Jersey looked less like a referendum on Barack Obama than a reflection of their own candidates and issues.
CBS
Exit Polls in Va. and N.J.: The Obama (Non) Factor?
And what about the Obama factor? President Obama campaigned for both the Democratic gubernatorial candidates, even visiting New Jersey as recently as Sunday to stump for Jon Corzine. Still, majorities of voters in both states (56 percent in Virginia and 60 percent in New Jersey) said President Obama was not a factor in their vote today.
CNN
Analysis: Elections not a referendum on Obama
Neither Democratic candidate was Obama; neither was a great spokesman for "change;" and Democratic strategists and grassroots activists said each candidate failed to give independents a reason to support them.
FOX
Republican Victories a Referendum On Obama?
Just take the poll. It's as relevant as all that other bs.
Frankly, I don't care what the headlines or the left wing spin doctors say the day after this tsunami of discontent washes all the liberal bums out of the House in 2010.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Post Traumatic Halloween Disorder
Dear blog,
I think I am experiencing a post-Halloween sugar crash. I guess something like 32 Snickers bars in 48 hours will do that to you. In my defense, I'd like to point out that they were the minis. I don't think I need to remind anyone that we are talking about chocolate covered nougat, peanuts and caramel here. Oh well, other than a minor headache from the sugar binge, I am relatively unscathed. I mean, it's not like I'm talking to myself, right? In conclusion, blog, I'm not exactly sure what "nougat" is but I do know that it is delish.
'Blade
Dear DaBlade,
I am also suffering from the after effects of going cold turkey from numerous mini bags of Skittles stolen from my child's plastic pumpkin head. What can I do to beat these doldrums and find the energy to continue on?
Sincerely,
Barbie
Dear Barbie,
This should do it... Now get back in my glove compartment.
Me
I think I am experiencing a post-Halloween sugar crash. I guess something like 32 Snickers bars in 48 hours will do that to you. In my defense, I'd like to point out that they were the minis. I don't think I need to remind anyone that we are talking about chocolate covered nougat, peanuts and caramel here. Oh well, other than a minor headache from the sugar binge, I am relatively unscathed. I mean, it's not like I'm talking to myself, right? In conclusion, blog, I'm not exactly sure what "nougat" is but I do know that it is delish.
'Blade
Dear DaBlade,
I am also suffering from the after effects of going cold turkey from numerous mini bags of Skittles stolen from my child's plastic pumpkin head. What can I do to beat these doldrums and find the energy to continue on?
Sincerely,
Barbie
Dear Barbie,
This should do it... Now get back in my glove compartment.
Me
Monday, November 2, 2009
Scozzafava scan error should cost her $5 per voter
The mattress LAW LABEL
This tag may not be removed under penalty of law except by the consumer
per wiki "Laws requiring these tags were passed in the United States to inform consumers as to whether the stuffed article they were buying contained new or recycled materials. This was and still is considered important as contaminated, recycled stuffing material could contain lice, bedbugs, or human excretions."
The consumers have spoken and have found this mattress to be full of excrement.
I believe it was Billy Shakespeare who said: A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
The same can be said of a turd.
The "GOP manufacturers" better wise up and understand the consumers are demanding quality out of their products. I have no desire to sleep on a "Democrat Light" mattress, advertised to be 50% lice free.
Hot Air linked to Newt's Doug Hoffman endorsement by pointing out that the commenters were tearing him a new one over his original Scozzafava support.
I must say, some of these comments are brutal, but right on point. I hope we are way past the time when we conservatives would willingly "hold our nose" at the ballot box and accept the lesser of two liberals. Those were pre-Obama times, when the democrats were content with a slow and methodical incrementalism of liberal big government and the resulting cultural rot. Obama threw that fetus out with the bathwater and is in a full throttle in-your-face socialist takeover mode.
"Change is hard" indeed.
Unlike most of these commenters, I am willing to forgive Newt's error in judgement, so long as he responds with a mea culpa and disowns this "Republicans must become moderate so the have a big lice-infested tent" mantra. I have every confidence that Newt will take this rightful lashing and learn these lessons. At least I feel he has earned the benefit of doubt here.
So in conclusion, the "R" label is still our best vehicle to stop this madness that Obama is facilitating. The "R" in Republican needs to stand for "Reagan" conservatism once again, or tea partiers have shown they are more than happy to look elsewhere.
From Palin Publishing
This tag may not be removed under penalty of law except by the consumer

The consumers have spoken and have found this mattress to be full of excrement.
I believe it was Billy Shakespeare who said: A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
The same can be said of a turd.
The "GOP manufacturers" better wise up and understand the consumers are demanding quality out of their products. I have no desire to sleep on a "Democrat Light" mattress, advertised to be 50% lice free.
Hot Air linked to Newt's Doug Hoffman endorsement by pointing out that the commenters were tearing him a new one over his original Scozzafava support.
I must say, some of these comments are brutal, but right on point. I hope we are way past the time when we conservatives would willingly "hold our nose" at the ballot box and accept the lesser of two liberals. Those were pre-Obama times, when the democrats were content with a slow and methodical incrementalism of liberal big government and the resulting cultural rot. Obama threw that fetus out with the bathwater and is in a full throttle in-your-face socialist takeover mode.
"Change is hard" indeed.
Unlike most of these commenters, I am willing to forgive Newt's error in judgement, so long as he responds with a mea culpa and disowns this "Republicans must become moderate so the have a big lice-infested tent" mantra. I have every confidence that Newt will take this rightful lashing and learn these lessons. At least I feel he has earned the benefit of doubt here.
So in conclusion, the "R" label is still our best vehicle to stop this madness that Obama is facilitating. The "R" in Republican needs to stand for "Reagan" conservatism once again, or tea partiers have shown they are more than happy to look elsewhere.
From Palin Publishing

Saturday, October 31, 2009
Happy Halloween! (now gimmee some candy!)


Recycled pics for your pleasure (and because it's Saturday and I'm lazy)
Now gimmee some candy because I'm Crazy Newspaper Face!
Friday, October 30, 2009
Sting: Pharaoh Obama sent by God because of his Islamic background
Pure genious.
Sting, still rich and Oblivious:

Seriously - I'm confused. If Sting is not a religious man, does that mean he believes in God, or that while he believes in God, He just doesn't rate worshipping above his own sorry ass? In fact, one could argue then that Obama was sent by Sting?
In any case, I will concede to Sting the fact that Obama was sent by God. I would just humbly remind him that so too were the plagues.
Sting, still rich and Oblivious:

NEW YORK – Sting isn't a religious man, but he says President Barack Obama might be a divine answer to the world's problems. "In many ways, he's sent from God," he joked in an interview, "because the world's a mess."
Seriously - I'm confused. If Sting is not a religious man, does that mean he believes in God, or that while he believes in God, He just doesn't rate worshipping above his own sorry ass? In fact, one could argue then that Obama was sent by Sting?
In any case, I will concede to Sting the fact that Obama was sent by God. I would just humbly remind him that so too were the plagues.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Do "The Harry Carey" healthcare two-step.
It's a new dance called the "Government Option Co-op With An Opt-out"
Reid: "It's like when I was in high school. I wanted to dance, but she wouldn't get up."
Sean Hannity: Can you explain the HarryCare Two Step Boogie?
Step 1: Get sick
Step 2: Die waiting
The Harry Carey
(Sung to the tune of "Hokey Pokey")
You put your wallet in
You take your wallet out
You put your wallet in and you shake the money out
You do the "Government Option healthcare" 'cuz you really can't opt-out
That's what it's all about!
You do the health plan Harry Carey (pronounced "Hari kari")
cuz you really can't opt-out
That's what it's all about!
Harry Reid's next gig will be following Tom Delay's lead and appearing on Dancing With The Stars after his dance card runs out this term.
Reid: "It's like when I was in high school. I wanted to dance, but she wouldn't get up."
Sean Hannity: Can you explain the HarryCare Two Step Boogie?
Step 1: Get sick
Step 2: Die waiting
The Harry Carey
(Sung to the tune of "Hokey Pokey")
You put your wallet in
You take your wallet out
You put your wallet in and you shake the money out
You do the "Government Option healthcare" 'cuz you really can't opt-out
That's what it's all about!
You do the health plan Harry Carey (pronounced "Hari kari")
cuz you really can't opt-out
That's what it's all about!
Harry Reid's next gig will be following Tom Delay's lead and appearing on Dancing With The Stars after his dance card runs out this term.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Halloween Makeover Time
We are all familiar with the traditional spooky halloween imagery. Lightning illuminates an old, shuttered mansion on a hill. There is an untended graveyard on the property with bats overhead and sentinels of twisted and leafless trees protecting moss-covered headstones. You step up to the creaky and rotted wooden porch and the front door opens itself. You part the cobwebs and enter... you know the rest. A sleepless night interupted by ghostly manifestations, spooky organ music, rocking chairs rocking back and forth by themselves, and if you're lucky - a visit from a famous monster or two! Heeey Abbottt!
*yawn*
Ray Parker sang "I ain't afraid of no ghosts" in Ghostbusters, and comedian Kevin Pollak (imitating Christopher Walken) said "Frankenstein never scared me", (4:00-4:15) and that got me to thinkin'...
Halloween needs a makeover.
What used to scare me prior to the socialists taking over the government no longer frightens me. Take, for example, the traditional haunted house described above. That scared me in my youth, but now I'm much more frightened of spending a night in the house on the right...

It's time to play: What Scares You More?
According to wiki, a Poltergeist is "recurrent spontaneous psychokinesis (RSPK) denotes an ostensibly paranormal phenomenon attributed to an an invisible spirit or ghost that manifests itself by moving and influencing objects, generally in a particular location such as a house or room or place within a house."
According to DaBlade, a Pelosi is a pyschotic spirit possessing much more evil intent than a playful Poltergeist by comparison. While the Poltergeist moves objects within the home, Pelosi totally removes them from the victim's possession.
So I ask... What Scares You More?

A ghostly spectre can be described as simply "a ghost", "an apparition", "a bogeyman", etc. This description may also be used for the manifestation on the right.
So I ask... What Scares You More?

A "Cemetery" or "Senator Kerry"? One calls to mind a corpse that no longer serves any valuable function here on Earth. The other is a graveyard where people are buried.
So I ask... What Scares You More?

You get the idea? Let's try some more.
So I ask... What Scares You More?


and the one I find the scariest of all...
So I ask... What Scares You More?

...to be continued
*yawn*
Ray Parker sang "I ain't afraid of no ghosts" in Ghostbusters, and comedian Kevin Pollak (imitating Christopher Walken) said "Frankenstein never scared me", (4:00-4:15) and that got me to thinkin'...
Halloween needs a makeover.
What used to scare me prior to the socialists taking over the government no longer frightens me. Take, for example, the traditional haunted house described above. That scared me in my youth, but now I'm much more frightened of spending a night in the house on the right...

It's time to play: What Scares You More?
According to wiki, a Poltergeist is "recurrent spontaneous psychokinesis (RSPK) denotes an ostensibly paranormal phenomenon attributed to an an invisible spirit or ghost that manifests itself by moving and influencing objects, generally in a particular location such as a house or room or place within a house."
According to DaBlade, a Pelosi is a pyschotic spirit possessing much more evil intent than a playful Poltergeist by comparison. While the Poltergeist moves objects within the home, Pelosi totally removes them from the victim's possession.
So I ask... What Scares You More?

A ghostly spectre can be described as simply "a ghost", "an apparition", "a bogeyman", etc. This description may also be used for the manifestation on the right.
So I ask... What Scares You More?

A "Cemetery" or "Senator Kerry"? One calls to mind a corpse that no longer serves any valuable function here on Earth. The other is a graveyard where people are buried.
So I ask... What Scares You More?

You get the idea? Let's try some more.
So I ask... What Scares You More?


and the one I find the scariest of all...
So I ask... What Scares You More?

...to be continued
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Ain't That A Kick In The Head?
Obama visits sailors at the Naval Air Station in Jacksonville, Florida this afternoon in full campaign mode for the next few days in Florida. The troops in harm's way can wait when there are Democratic fundraisers to attend.

OBAMA: I know Dick Cheney thinks I'm dithering on the war and emboldening our enemy by waffling. But what Cheney calls dithering, I call solemn responsibility to entertain the men and women in uniform in the traditions of Bob Hope. Sure the morale is at an all-time low in Afghanistan, but just ask these sailors here in Jacksonville about morale after I lip sync a little Dean Martin for them!
OBAMA: I may not be listening to that General what's-his-name... McCarthy... McCraken, ehhhh Mickey D's fellow, but I am taking requests for the next fake Karaoke song. Load up the teleprompter Joe!

OBAMA: I know Dick Cheney thinks I'm dithering on the war and emboldening our enemy by waffling. But what Cheney calls dithering, I call solemn responsibility to entertain the men and women in uniform in the traditions of Bob Hope. Sure the morale is at an all-time low in Afghanistan, but just ask these sailors here in Jacksonville about morale after I lip sync a little Dean Martin for them!
OBAMA: I may not be listening to that General what's-his-name... McCarthy... McCraken, ehhhh Mickey D's fellow, but I am taking requests for the next fake Karaoke song. Load up the teleprompter Joe!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Good news! The 147 passengers on flight 188 will not be charged extra for the additional unscheduled 150 travel miles.
What were the pilots of the Airbus A320 carrying 147 passengers doing at 37,000 feet that was so distracting that it caused them to overshoot its destination by 150 miles? FAA officials are still investigating, but this exclusive photo suggests they hotwired a cockpit monitor and were busy surfing the web.

"We stumbled upon a blog that was so intriguing, we couldn't turn away. It was pure genious!," stated the co-pilot.
As an aside, I've caught cabbies attempting to make similar circuitous routes from the airport to my hotel.

"We stumbled upon a blog that was so intriguing, we couldn't turn away. It was pure genious!," stated the co-pilot.
As an aside, I've caught cabbies attempting to make similar circuitous routes from the airport to my hotel.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Obama Victory Gardens
The NYTimes recently ran a piece about a Flint urban farmer growing an Obama Victory garden in what they call "the toughest city in America". OK, they don't actually call it an Obama Victory Garden, but that's what this headline suggests: Amid Ruin of Flint, Seeing Hope in a Garden.
No offense fella. I actually think what you are doing is pretty awesome. That is, assuming you are not one of them entramanureal "profit deal" capitalists, and instead you are spreading the collard greens around.
Any hint of snarkiness or sarcasm on my part (Moi?) is not aimed at the urban farmer here, but at what this once great city has become at the hands of the democrats and the union. These fields of Flint were already in the process of being plowed long before Obama jumped up into the seat of the First Tractor (a/k/a: The Village PTillager). His policies, however, will expedite the arrival of urban farming to a community near you, so sharpen up those green thumbs people.
I am also slightly jealous 'cuz my suburban neighborhood is behind the curve on this. It could be several months before my neighborhood has 10 contiguous abandoned and foreclosed lots to till.
No worries, I just remembered how many plants I used to be able to squeeze into a 10X10 foot plot of land. Granted, this was back in the late 70's when my gardening skills were honed to razor sharp point. My green thumb skillz have somewhat atrophied since.
HEY! I remember my dad took a picture of me on my "spread". Wait here while I look to see if I still have that... AHA! Enjoy!

Notice the rows of leafy lettuce in the middle, surrounded by tomoto plants, carrots and onions. Notice also the knee-high striped tube socks and muscle T-shirt on this young stud. The crops produced in this 10X10 plot of land could feed my family through the winter in the new Obama economy.
My favorite Grandpa John story...
I don't remember exactly when my Grandpa John died, but it couldn't have been too many years after this picture was taken. But I do remember that he was always old while I was growing up. He had shock-white hair, walked very slowly and was hard of hearing (unless my Grandma Ruth was in the kitchen and whispering about him :)
Grandpa John also had hands the size of shovels, and I always knew that he must have been quite a physical speciman in his youth. He had been a farmer all his life, and I remember stories about huge farm lands in South Dakota that were lost in the great dust bowl... Even in my grandparents old age, they had a farm (mostly corn) of several acres... It was HUGE to my brothers and me, and I loved visiting after Sunday church. Grandma let us dig up our own potatos for dinner!
My point is, my grandpa knew what real farming was all about. That's why I will never forget the day he visited my farm plot (pictured above) that same summer. I remember him standing at the edge of this massive tangle of my organic children as I looked into his lined face for some kind of approval. He looked at my garden and then he looked at me, a small smile formed at the corners of his mouth as he simply said, "How do you find time to go to town?"
On one side of the fertile lot stands an abandoned house, stripped long ago for scrap. On the other side, another abandoned house, windows boarded, structure sagging. And diagonally across the street, two more abandoned houses, including one blackened by a fire maybe a year ago, maybe two.When life gives you lemons, make lemonade... and If life gives your neighborhood "10 contiguous lots where a row of houses once stood," become a community garden organizer and grow some turnips or something.
No offense fella. I actually think what you are doing is pretty awesome. That is, assuming you are not one of them entramanureal "profit deal" capitalists, and instead you are spreading the collard greens around.

I am also slightly jealous 'cuz my suburban neighborhood is behind the curve on this. It could be several months before my neighborhood has 10 contiguous abandoned and foreclosed lots to till.
No worries, I just remembered how many plants I used to be able to squeeze into a 10X10 foot plot of land. Granted, this was back in the late 70's when my gardening skills were honed to razor sharp point. My green thumb skillz have somewhat atrophied since.
HEY! I remember my dad took a picture of me on my "spread". Wait here while I look to see if I still have that... AHA! Enjoy!

Notice the rows of leafy lettuce in the middle, surrounded by tomoto plants, carrots and onions. Notice also the knee-high striped tube socks and muscle T-shirt on this young stud. The crops produced in this 10X10 plot of land could feed my family through the winter in the new Obama economy.
My favorite Grandpa John story...
I don't remember exactly when my Grandpa John died, but it couldn't have been too many years after this picture was taken. But I do remember that he was always old while I was growing up. He had shock-white hair, walked very slowly and was hard of hearing (unless my Grandma Ruth was in the kitchen and whispering about him :)
Grandpa John also had hands the size of shovels, and I always knew that he must have been quite a physical speciman in his youth. He had been a farmer all his life, and I remember stories about huge farm lands in South Dakota that were lost in the great dust bowl... Even in my grandparents old age, they had a farm (mostly corn) of several acres... It was HUGE to my brothers and me, and I loved visiting after Sunday church. Grandma let us dig up our own potatos for dinner!
My point is, my grandpa knew what real farming was all about. That's why I will never forget the day he visited my farm plot (pictured above) that same summer. I remember him standing at the edge of this massive tangle of my organic children as I looked into his lined face for some kind of approval. He looked at my garden and then he looked at me, a small smile formed at the corners of his mouth as he simply said, "How do you find time to go to town?"
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Anita Dunn Chewing Cud
I'm not sure if the following was an actual Wrigley Winterfresh sugarfree gum commercial, but watching it compels me to rush to the store and purchase a pack or two:
Here are my suggestions for the next commercial. First, the auditions from my runners-up (DaBlade suggests that you turn your sound down and click them all simultaneously)
And the winning audition is...
White House Communications Director Anita Dunn! (DaBlade suggests that you turn your sound down any time you see Ms. Dunn, or any Obama apologist. Just put the following words in her mouth:
DUNN: "Winterfresh was the gum of choice by my favorite philosophers, Mao Zedong and Mother Teresa!"
Here are my suggestions for the next commercial. First, the auditions from my runners-up (DaBlade suggests that you turn your sound down and click them all simultaneously)
And the winning audition is...
White House Communications Director Anita Dunn! (DaBlade suggests that you turn your sound down any time you see Ms. Dunn, or any Obama apologist. Just put the following words in her mouth:
DUNN: "Winterfresh was the gum of choice by my favorite philosophers, Mao Zedong and Mother Teresa!"
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
12/21/2012
Depending on who you listen to (or what medications you are currently abusing), that's the date the world ends because (A)Planet X will collide with Earth, (B) of hyper-volcanic and earthquake activity (C) Bob Dylan will record a followup Christmas Album, (D) The re-election of Barack Hussein Obama (Mmm mmm mmm).
What's the significance to December 21, 2012, you ask? Well that just happens to be the date when the Mayan calendar ends. If I remember my history, the Mayans were indigenous peoples of South America a long time ago... maybe as much as decades ago. They were good at making clay pots and pyramids, but they sucked at making calendars.
No worries, per this:
According to Rosemary Joyce, a professor of anthropology at UC Berkeley, the Maya never predicted anything. The 2012 date is approximately when the ancient calendar would roll over, like the odometer on a car; it did not mean the end -- merely the start of a new cycle.
December 21, 2012 is also the subject of a Hollywood movie coming out next month. Nothing says "disaster" and "movie" like the name John Cusack. My point is, maybe all this paranoid talk is just some good ol' fashioned viral marketing. I might add that the Mayans also sucked at viral marketing, as evidenced by their societal collapse.
So in conclusion, the Mayan civilization did not have the internet (Algore had yet to invent it) and therefore they did not have access to myfreecalendarmaker.com which accurately predicts the end of days being December 31, 9999, as it inexplicably has no dates beyond this.
Now THAT'S SPOOKY!
What's the significance to December 21, 2012, you ask? Well that just happens to be the date when the Mayan calendar ends. If I remember my history, the Mayans were indigenous peoples of South America a long time ago... maybe as much as decades ago. They were good at making clay pots and pyramids, but they sucked at making calendars.
No worries, per this:
According to Rosemary Joyce, a professor of anthropology at UC Berkeley, the Maya never predicted anything. The 2012 date is approximately when the ancient calendar would roll over, like the odometer on a car; it did not mean the end -- merely the start of a new cycle.
December 21, 2012 is also the subject of a Hollywood movie coming out next month. Nothing says "disaster" and "movie" like the name John Cusack. My point is, maybe all this paranoid talk is just some good ol' fashioned viral marketing. I might add that the Mayans also sucked at viral marketing, as evidenced by their societal collapse.

Now THAT'S SPOOKY!
Monday, October 19, 2009
Today's blog feature: Bono, Obama and Elvis sing "Mysterious Ways".
NY Times guest columnist Bono, singer for rock group U2, chimed in over the weekend on Obama winning the Nobel. He tries desperately to make the case that Obama was somehow a legitimate nobel laureate (sorry for the oxymoron) because of these 36 words uttered by The Obama during his UN speech last month:
OBAMA: “We will support the Millennium Development Goals, and approach next year’s summit with a global plan to make them a reality. And we will set our sights on the eradication of extreme poverty in our time.”
Now if we could put that quote to some tasty guitar licks from The Edge, I might start tapping my foot.
When I read that quote from Obama, I get all goey and teary-eyed like an Irish folksinger idealist. I can hardly wait for the 2010 MDG summit! Will it be chaired by Obama, Khadafy and Ahkmadeenadude in matching Libyan wrdrobes?
This is just what the impoverished third-world needs! Obama has already demonstrated his ability to end poverty as we know it in this country, right? All that's left is for Obama to cede what remains of our sovereignty to the UN, and the billion or so folks earning less than $1 per day will start making a fair wage of $2 per day! (of course with the rapidly plummeting dollar, the future value of $2 American is about 5 pesos next year, but it is the thought that counts). .
Bono: The Nobel Peace Prize is the rest of the world saying, “Don’t blow it.”
But that’s not just directed at Mr. Obama. It’s directed at all of us. What the president promised was a “global plan,” not an American plan.
Me: Yikes! Me smells another "stimulus".
Bono: In the same week that Mr. Obama won the Nobel, the United States was ranked as the most admired country in the world, leapfrogging from seventh to the top of the Nation Brands Index survey — the biggest jump any country has ever made... Americans are like singers — we just a little bit, kind of like to be loved.
Then stick to singing, Mr. Bono. No offense sir, but I wouldn't want Obama taking advice on economic and foreign policy from Spicolo either. It's freedom and capitalism that has fueled our economic engine and led to so much wealth and humanitarian aid the world over, not Obama's brand of socialist confiscation and redistribution.
In the wise words of an unknown J Geils concert goer heard screaming at Ooover Groover during a lull in "Musta Got Lost", just "SING MAN! SING MAN! SING MAN! SING!"
Then again, his words are so inspiring (right dr hirkimer?:)...
OBAMA: “We will support the Millennium Development Goals, and approach next year’s summit with a global plan to make them a reality. And we will set our sights on the eradication of extreme poverty in our time.”
Now if we could put that quote to some tasty guitar licks from The Edge, I might start tapping my foot.
When I read that quote from Obama, I get all goey and teary-eyed like an Irish folksinger idealist. I can hardly wait for the 2010 MDG summit! Will it be chaired by Obama, Khadafy and Ahkmadeenadude in matching Libyan wrdrobes?
This is just what the impoverished third-world needs! Obama has already demonstrated his ability to end poverty as we know it in this country, right? All that's left is for Obama to cede what remains of our sovereignty to the UN, and the billion or so folks earning less than $1 per day will start making a fair wage of $2 per day! (of course with the rapidly plummeting dollar, the future value of $2 American is about 5 pesos next year, but it is the thought that counts). .
Bono: The Nobel Peace Prize is the rest of the world saying, “Don’t blow it.”
But that’s not just directed at Mr. Obama. It’s directed at all of us. What the president promised was a “global plan,” not an American plan.
Me: Yikes! Me smells another "stimulus".
Bono: In the same week that Mr. Obama won the Nobel, the United States was ranked as the most admired country in the world, leapfrogging from seventh to the top of the Nation Brands Index survey — the biggest jump any country has ever made... Americans are like singers — we just a little bit, kind of like to be loved.
Then stick to singing, Mr. Bono. No offense sir, but I wouldn't want Obama taking advice on economic and foreign policy from Spicolo either. It's freedom and capitalism that has fueled our economic engine and led to so much wealth and humanitarian aid the world over, not Obama's brand of socialist confiscation and redistribution.
In the wise words of an unknown J Geils concert goer heard screaming at Ooover Groover during a lull in "Musta Got Lost", just "SING MAN! SING MAN! SING MAN! SING!"
Then again, his words are so inspiring (right dr hirkimer?:)...
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