Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Barf Fest 2007 will not be held annually, for which we are eternally grateful



A scene from last year's Thanksgiving dinner:

We approached the groaning table, heavily laden with the most delicious-looking fare ever, at least upon first glance. The turkey, the crown jewel of the table, remained uncarved, and blushed the slightest kiss of beige, while the stuffing, uncooked and wet, ran like diarrhea from the cavity into a puddle of congealed and cooling blood, which surrounded the bird like a moat. We gasped....and timidly, we each put a small spoonful of mashed potatoes onto our plates, with gravy that came out of a packet, followed by the cornbread, sage sausage and roasted apple stuffing I had wisely brought as my contribution to the feast. Beside the tiny mound of stuffing, I put the disintegrating broccoli crowns, which had been punished until they were safely olive drab, and went out to the little card table that had been prepared for "our side" of the family, while all 9 of the "other side" were eating together at the large table in the dining room. I wasn't resentful. It was bliss not to have to look at the turkey. Or to eat it, for that matter. Emily suggested we pray, and in spite of my husband's family's complete lack of religious traditions, and the wretched fare before us, we bowed our heads and gave thanks.No one in the dining room noticed, as they were raucously enjoying their dinner. I tasted the mashed potatoes, which were genuine, and light and fluffy...and unsalted, unbuttered, and clearly had been mixed with water. Only my freely running tears added a reasonable amount of seasoning to the paste. My mother in law doesn't believe in milk, in butter, or salt and pepper. I swallowed, choking back the paste, and smiled from afar at my mother in law. "They're so smooth, mom," I said. We went home hungry. Rachel made herself some ramen noodles and slurped them with comforting satisfaction, while the noodles splashed their salty broth all over her cheeks. At least one of us was happy.



We have decided, no, scratch that, I have decided not to eat anymore Thanksgiving dinners at my mother-in-law's house. I love her dearly, as does her son, but we can't take the bad food. Going home hungry from what should normally be a jovial gorgefest is simply wrong. I can't take the bland and awful lack of seasoning that is the traditional fare for my husband's family.

This year's menu will not feature ramen noodles in any shape or form.

Friday, November 21, 2008

"Can I keep her?" says the alligator to the crocodile


Leetla geerl, leetla geerl, kom daun vor Brekvast!

While meandering through Capucha's blog, (Maman of the adorable Capucine) I saw this photo from all creatures [great and small] and I couldn't resist.

Wrong Number


I used to make prank phone calls. Way back in the day, there was an actual phone number we could dial, and anyone whose phone number started with 761 would be tied into an open line where we could listen to whatever conversation was going on their phone calls without them knowing about it. It was illegal, and my brother had obtained the number from one of his friends whose dad worked for the phone company. While it wasn't legal,  it was fun,  at least for awhile,  and back in the day....that was what counted the most.
So there we were, listening to the lives of others, and it occurred to us just how boring other people's lives really are, unless they are scandalously breaking the law, as we were doing by listening in on their phone calls.
Comes the cell phone, and it can be turned on by secret government agents who will listen to all the wretched flotsam of a life spent watching the Game Show Network, and all the phone calls made to her mother about the latest repeat episode of Full House, and what do you get for all your science, technology and tax money? Bored agents, that's what.


My brother now has a cell phone which will read out his text messages, with either a manly computerized monotone voice, or a female computerized monotone voice. He chose the female voice and gave her the happy fun name of  "Borg Queen".  He constantly sends the Hubster text messages, and my husband, no keyboard whiz he, usually responds with one or two word responses.
Well! The Borg Queen doesn't like to recite  mere, one word answers, so saith Brother, and demands the Hubster to send the most vile, badly spelled invective he can cram into a hand held electronic messaging device, FORTHWITH! And Hubster, always wanting to oblige the Borg Queen, does as asked, and the Borg Queen, totalitarian, but not interested in exactitudes, dutifully recites them without emotion back to her Dark Lord...My Brother.
Moi, I am just getting used to doing the whole text thingy, and last night, my phone went into orgasmic vibrations alerting me to an incoming text message. I looked at the number and, not recognizing it, proceeded to read the message:
Unbeknownst to me number:  hey random question. last thursday when you and me and greg went for breakfast, was the other guy named Ben?
I wracked and wracked my increasingly forgetful mind to see if I'd gone out to breakfast with anyone who might have been named Greg or Ben and someone else, and not remembering, I played it safe and wrote back:
Me:  I was too drunk to remember.
Then, to be on the even safer side, I sent another text to inquire about the following horrific (if true) possibility:
Me:  I didn't throw up on the waitress, did I?
After a few moments Unbeknownst wrote back:
Unbeknownst:  Wrong number?
Me:  Yes, but thank you for giving me a really good reason to smile.
Unbeknownst:  anytime. ha.
A little bit later, my cell phone once again starts to vibrate with another text message. This time it is from the irksome middle child:
Mary: remind me to gather up canned goods when i get home for english class tomorrow cause i'll forget if i don't ask ya now.
Me:  Why do you need canned goods?
Mary:  Cause it's extra points for english if I bring some in. And i'd like some of those points.
Me:   Will it bring your grade up from an F to an F+?
Mary: Hahahaha. Not funny.
The only thing I can think of in response to that is this:


So there.

Friday, November 14, 2008

DISASTER!

First thing: Paella is not as easy as it looks, and it is best to stick to what you know.  I need a good cry. And a story. Something I can eat a bowl of porridge with.  Time for Capucine.



Once upon a time... from Capucha on Vimeo.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

I should have gone to college or something


My convoluted correspondence @ The People's Cube with the orthographically challenged 'tee' continues. Compare the proselytizing competency of our dear tee to the apologetics of Christendom and tell me that Islam has it goin' on upstairs.

Res ipsa loquitur.


By tee
11/8/2008, 11:36 am

lol well thank you for ur reply homies.. just like to tell you that i sure hafta admit.. ur comebacks are WACK! lol
putting religion aside for a moment,
you tell me... what has gay bush i mean george bush done for the american economy for the last 8 yrs apart from bringing amerca into a HUGE debT!!!!! so many americans are suffering... are u guys chrisitian or jews, clearly ur not muslim! but clearly ur not good christians or muslims either ur just ignorant fags cuz a TRUE human being does not go and disgrace other religions, not that you have the capability to do so anyway, whatever you say, ur words are shit, why? because OBAMA WON! and ur telling me that all the ppl who voted for him, putting muslims aside, jews and christians are pigs?? they're alot wiser compared to YOU! ur telling me that 313 or so states in the US are fags? Damn, homie, i know ur sad but i mean, get ur facts straightened out and then talk!! your words mean nothing to me, singing stupid christmas carols will never lower the status of our 12th Imam (pbuh), it only makes u guys look dumber. the only ppl who make fun of others' religion are those who doubt their own

By tee
11/8/2008, 11:42 am

tonya hunny! I don't need to speak louder, clearly you are deaf lol. My pt is that the Quraan speaks of you people as deaf, dumb and blind. God has put a seal over your ears and you will never come out of darkness. Clearly, JEWS, CHRISTIANS AND MUSLIMS ALL HAVE SOMETHING IN COMMON. What is that you ask? We all have the same Lord! Allah, God, Yahowa, all refer to the same Lord. Now let me tell you that there is obviously only One Lord! regardless of whether ppl deny is existance, His is still there, His presence sounds the world, and the universe. If you don't believe in Him, that is your loss. God always sent a leader for humanity, what we shias believe is that the first prophet was Adam, the first man on this planet, followed by 124000 prophets and christianity, judaism were true religions before, but they were changed because of stupid ppl like yourselves. THEN God brought Islam and He will preserve it until the DAY OF RESURRECTION! wen u ppl will be realllllllllllllly sorry for what uve done.. muhahhahaha:)
here lemme share something special

By tee
11/8/2008, 11:55 am

umm here ya goooo
enjoyyyyyyyy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=obegrDJedlQ&feature=related
oh yeah, and one more thing. Theres no pt in wasting my time talking ot u guys, said whateva i had to say so if u have something to say, email me.. otherwise forget it u cowards..
Islam IS the fastest growing relgion in the world and pathetic ppl like u can do NOTHING about it
oh yeah,
and good bye

And my response:

By Tonya Greipenweiner
11/8/2008, 1:13 pm

tee, luv, obviously you are hooked on some really good hash, and it was so kind of you to share it with us, but I don't need any lectures about Islam being the fastest growing religion. Why is it that size seems to be the only thing that matters with you sheeple? From what it sounds like, you are either a bitter, barren first wife or a gloating pregnant fourth one.
As for me, I have a Dissociative degree in Middle Eastern Histrionics and a Major Minor in Arab Hubris Studies. So I think I know whereof I speak. As for the BushHitlerHalliburtonCheney legacy, only our children's children will know for sure about the glorious implosion of KKKapitalism, because that is what it will take to reeducate anyone who isn't eliminated. We are celebrating on this thread, but you continue to crap in our punchbowl. Please. Decorum.



Res ipsa loquitur, indeed!

Friday, November 7, 2008

Mirthful Analysis of our Demise

For all who are down in the dumps and fearful about the coming years ahead,

Iowahawk looks at things in his own special way.

Best line: "So for now, let's put politics aside and celebrate this historic milestone. In his famous speech at the Lincoln Memorial 45 years ago, Dr. King said "I have a dream that one day my children will live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character." Let us now take pride that Tuesday we Americans proved that neither thing matters anymore."

And that ties nicely into this story

Black Man Given Nation's Worst Job

WASHINGTON—African-American man Barack Obama, 47, was given the least-desirable job in the entire country Tuesday when he was elected president of the United States of America. In his new high-stress, low-reward position, Obama will be charged with such tasks as completely overhauling the nation's broken-down economy, repairing the crumbling infrastructure, and generally having to please more than 300 million Americans and cater to their every whim on a daily basis. As part of his duties, the black man will have to spend four to eight years cleaning up the messes other people left behind. The job comes with such intense scrutiny and so certain a guarantee of failure that only one other person even bothered applying for it. Said scholar and activist Mark L. Denton, "It just goes to show you that, in this country, a black man still can't catch a break."

And what would we do without video? Glorious schadenfreude!



Election Causes Obama Supporters to Realize Just How Empty Their Lives Are

Of course, irony-packed reality is much more satisfying.



Consider this spreading around of the wealth, guys!

Thursday, November 6, 2008

How to have fun with the religiously insane

Not too long ago, on this post, I wrote a silly parody of a possible Ramadan carol, should it ever come to that. I posted it here and elsewhere, then pretty much forgot about it.

I often post comments under various names, Jauhara al Kafirah, Tonya Greipenweiner, Scherzo and Jaujau, just to name them all....oh, and now I just write under my real name. That way, the authorities won't have too much of a problem locating me when the time for my re-education comes.

Apparently, someone didn't like my attempt at sacrilege and wrote a thoroughly angry rant about it...and she gave me her personal email address. I think she likes me.  Here it is. I look forward to more of this in the future:

From Red Square Records, first published 3/8/2006:

By tee
11/6/2008, 5:54 pm

Jauhara al Kafirah wrote
Time for the Ramadan festivities, and what better way to start the bouncing sploding ball a bouncing and a sploding but with some music to take our minds off the rumbling in our tumblies!

Tis the season to be fasting.
fawafawafah, wa-fatwah!
Kill the infidels with blasting!
Fawa fawa fah, wa-fatwah!
Doff their heads, those gays in peril,
Fafafa wawawa FATWA!
Troll the blogs and post things puerile,
fawa fawa faaaaah wa fa-at wah!

UMM HELL ASS HOLE.. WHO DO U THINK U ARE? I AM A PROUD MUSLIM. DONT BE FOOLED INTO BELEIVING THESE STUPID PPL. FIRST OF ALL, UR SITE IS SO UNPOPULAR! AND ITS SO MESSED UP, I MEAN EVERYTHING I CLICK, KEEPS PISSIN ME OFF YA KNOW WHAT IM SAYIN!
NEWAYS, WE DONT BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUSE.
THE TWELFTH IMAM - MAY GOD'S PEACE AND BLESSINGS BE UPON HIM IS THE BELOVED GRANDSON OF THE PROPHET (PBUH) WHO WILL RIDE ALL THE TYRANNY FROM THIS WORLD. HE WILL PUT AN END TO THE BLOOD SHED AND WILL BRING PEACE. THERE ARE SOOOOO MANY SIGNS OF HIS REAPPEARANCE THAT HAVE ALREADY BEEN MANIFESTED! - IF U KNOW WHAT THAT WRD MEANS LOL
WE DONT CONSIDER JEWS AND CHRISTIANS INFIDELS. WE CONSIDER THEM BROTHES AND SISTERS IN HUMANITY. ISLAM IS NOT WHAT YOU THINK IT IS. EMAIL ME AT SPORTYGAL786110@HOTMAIL.COM - IF ANYONE HAS QUESTIONS. AND ILL EXPLAIN!
I DONT LIKE THIS SHITTY SITE.. SO LETS STICK TO YOU EMAILING ME INSTEAD!
HOW DARE YOU MOCK THE BELIEVE IMAM (AS). YOU CANT DO ANYTHING, BARACK WON, DONT BE JEALOUS THAT A BLACK MAN IS RULING AMERICA. I MEAN THINK ABOUT IT, SO MANY OF THE "INFIDELS" - AS YOU CALL THEM, HAVE VOTED FOR HIM WHICH SHOWS THAT THEY ARE NOT INFIDELS, THE WHITES WENT BEYOND BEING WHITE, THEY CARED TO VOTE FOR SOMEONE WHO WILL BRING HAPPINESS.. AND END THIS STUPIDITY THAT BUSH MC CAIN ETC HVE BROUGHT. WHY WAS BUSH KILLING POOR IRAQIS??? WHY? FOR THE OIL! JUST LIKE YOU GUYS KILLED THE NATIVE MUSLIM INDIANS WHO TAUGHT YOUR ANCESTORS HOW TO LIVE. SO IM NOT SURPRISED! CUZ IT RUNS IN YOUR BLOOD. AND NO, NOT UR WHITE BLOOD,CUZ I HAVE ALOT OF WHITE FRIENDS AND I KNOW ALOT OF GOOD CHRISTIANS, AND ETC... ITS JUST STUPID IGNORANT PPL LIKE..... YOURSELF;)

(edit: What's up with the winking smiley?)

Anyhoo, I thought I would respond as Tonya Greipenweiner, and here it is:

By Tonya Greipenweiner
11/6/2008, 11:10 pm

Tee, girlfriend you need to speak just a little bit louder, cuz I'm deef in one of my earholes. I see that you are a product of affirmative action, which explains your disastrous, incoherent college level discourse on this thread. As for the black man ruling America, let us just put this nonsense to rest: He is a Kendonesian Halfrican American. And he was elected by a majority of White Devils and Jewish Monkey-Pigs, so what is your point? Plus, Ramadan is so over! You have missed all the post-Eid bloodletting and mysogynous release that overtake the Muslim Male after a month of Barmecidal Feasting.



But, I digress.

You sound like a repressed lesbian like myself, but maybe you're not from Lebanon, I have an equally incoherent college age girlfriend who is perpetually angry, too, so I will pass your email on to her. At any rate, I salute you, you're a troll, this is something like a blog, and you have successfully posted something puerile! Congrats! 

Maybe we could make it a threesome!

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Post Mortem

I am not really in a mood to write something pithy and original, but that doesn't mean others haven't. While doing my morning reading, starting off with Baron Bodissey and Dymphna at Gates of Vienna, I discovered Doug Powers:

President Obama: ‘Hope’ is Found, Now What?

We’ve all heard about hope being lost, but what happens when “hope” is found? Like the age-old question, “What does the dog do when it catches the car?” we’re about to find out what happens when “hope” gets the go-ahead for construction — or destruction, depending on which side of the financial wrecking ball you’re on.

Having won the White House and a large congressional majority, the Democrats are in the midst of a huge celebration, so it will be quite a while before liberals will realize something: When their Shangri-La, pie-in-the-sky socialist grand visions tank, and they will, there will be nobody left to blame. But they’ll blame somebody else anyway — because people who like to “spread the wealth around” like to “spread the blame around” even more.

We will soon have the most leftist President ever, and arguably the most liberal Congress ever. But the real blame for this mess lies with… Republicans. The GOP nominated the weakest possible candidate who’s been tied to more liberals than a life vest on the Mya. I don’t buy the use of George W. Bush as a scapegoat for McCain’s loss. McCain’s loss is due to the fact that McCain was the nominee. Anything else is a weak excuse from a party that isn’t learning its lesson.

In February I called John McCain “the next Bob Dole.” Unfortunately that has come to fruition, minus the pen. Will Republicans ever learn their lesson? I doubt it — if we were that astute, we wouldn’t have nominated “the next Bob Dole” just twelve years after we nominated the first Bob Dole.

All I can say before heading off to bed tonight is this: Joe the Plumber, enjoy your extensive audit.

Update: Republican Consultant Alex Castellanos summed it up last night: “If Republicans can’t beat a lunatic like Al Franken we’re in bad shape.”

Republicans had better do some soul-searching, and fast. The Party isn’t not over yet, but the punch bowl certainly has been pooped in.

And his analysis about the economy to come:

Obama’s leaky plumbing

Barack Obama discovers a leak under his sink, so he calls Joe the Plumber to come and fix it.

Joe drives to Obama’s house, which is located in a very nice neighborhood and where it’s clear that all the residents make more than $250,000 per year.

Joe arrives and takes his tools into the house. Joe is led to the room that contains the leaky pipe under a sink. Joe assesses the problem and tells Obama, who is standing near the door, that it’s an easy repair that will take less than 10 minutes.

Obama asks Joe how much it will cost.

Joe immediately says, "$9,500."

$9,500?" Obama asks, stunned. "But you said it’s an easy repair!"

"Yes, but what I do is charge a lot more to my clients who make more than $250,000 per year so I can fix the plumbing of everybody who makes less than that for free," explains Joe. "It’s always been my philosophy. As a matter of fact, I lobbied government to pass this philosophy as law, and it did pass earlier this year, so now all plumbers have to do business this way. It’s known as ‘Joe’s Fair Plumbing Act of 2008.’ Surprised you haven’t heard of it, senator."

In spite of that, Obama tells Joe there’s no way he’s paying that much for a small plumbing repair, so Joe leaves.

Obama spends the next hour flipping through the phone book looking for another plumber, but he finds that all other plumbing businesses listed have gone out of business. Not wanting to pay Joe’s price, Obama does nothing.

The leak under Obama’s sink goes unrepaired for the next several days.

A week later the leak is so bad that Obama has had to put a bucket under the sink. The bucket fills up quickly and has to be emptied every hour, and there’s a risk that the room will flood, so Obama calls Joe and pleads with him to return.

Joe goes back to Obama’s house, looks at the leaky pipe, and says "Let’s see - this will cost you about $21,000."

"A few days ago you told me it would cost $9,500!" Obama quickly fires back.

Joe explains the reason for the dramatic increase. "Well, because of the ‘Joe’s Fair Plumbing Act,’ a lot of rich people are learning how to fix their own plumbing, so there are fewer of you paying for all the free plumbing I’m doing for the people who make less than $250,000. As a result, the rate I have to charge my wealthy paying customers rises every day.

"Not only that, but for some reason the demand for plumbing work from the group of people who get it for free has skyrocketed, and there’s a long waiting list of those who need repairs. This has put a lot of my fellow plumbers out of business, and they’re not being replaced - nobody is going into the plumbing business because they know they won’t make any money. I’m hurting now too - all thanks to greedy rich people like you who won’t pay their fair share."

Obama tries to straighten out the plumber: "Of course you’re hurting, Joe! Don’t you get it? If all the rich people learn how to fix their own plumbing and you refuse to charge the poorer people for your services, you’ll be broke, and then what will you do?"

Joe immediately replies, "Run for president, apparently."


What Would Betty Davis Say?


Bumpy, indeed!

History

From Michelle Malkin:

Pray
By see-dubya • November 4, 2008 12:49 AM

I’ve felt a renewed purpose among the defenders of ordered liberty and limited government these last few days. I think the tide is turning, and if there were a few more days like we’ve had here lately I would be very confident that things would work out as I’d hoped.

I sure do wish the coal-plant audio had hit early last week. I wish the Palin exoneration had come sooner. I wish MKH’s video, the credit card story, Ayers’ relationship to Cuban Intelligence, the text of Ayers’ book, the Khalidi tape…well, we’ve tried. For good or ill, that part’s over. We’ve made our case. We’ve walked our routes and knocked on doors. We’ve given money. We’ve said our piece. To us is left only the simple duty of voting our conscience and remaining vigilant.

It is out of our hands now, but I do believe it is in someone else’s. And so there is still one more thing left to do.

Pray for our country. By God’s grace, we live in a Republic where we may govern ourselves. Pray God would guide us to do so wisely.

Here is the prayer for our country from the magnificent old 1928 Book of Common Prayer. While my private intercessions are a bit more…specific than this, these sentiments still ring true, across party lines, across the years, and across the issues:

ALMIGHTY God, who hast given us this good land for our heritage; We humbly beseech thee that we may always prove ourselves a people mindful of thy favour and glad to do thy will. Bless our land with honourable industry, sound learning, and pure manners. Save us from violence, discord, and confusion; from pride and arrogancy, and from every evil way. Defend our liberties, and fashion into one united people the multitudes brought hither out of many kindreds and tongues. Endue with the spirit of wisdom those to whom in thy Name we entrust the authority of government, that there may be justice and peace at home, and that, through obedience to thy law, we may show forth thy praise among the nations of the earth. In the time of prosperity, fill our hearts with thankfulness, and in the day of trouble, suffer not our trust in thee to fail; all which we ask through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

Senator Obama vowed a few days ago that, if elected, he will “fundamentally transform” the United States of America. (Silly me, I thought he was supposed to preserve, protect, and defend the Constitution, not remodel it.) And so he may get to change some laws. He’ll definitely try to take our money and our guns. His goons may break some heads and wreck some careers.

But that fundamental change he’s been waiting for is going to be harder than he realizes. He cannot break our spirits. He cannot fundamentally transform us from Americans into cosmopolitan “citizens of the world”. He can’t deface our pride, and his depredations will only make us cling even more joyfully to our faith. No matter who wins this election, on November 5th, and on January 20th, and every day thereafter we will still be free and emancipated citizens of the greatest nation on God’s earth. Obama and his judges cannot just decree us otherwise.

Not unless we let him. Not unless we give up and act like we’re whipped. Not unless we bow down.

I won’t bow down. Not to the Obamessiah. And I won’t change–or if I do, it certainly won’t be a change he directs, and it won’t be into his idea of what I ought to be.

But maybe that won’t even happen. I remember going to bed in November 2000 thinking the same sort of thing about the incipient presidency of Al Gore. And look how that worked out…

As I said, it is out of our hands. Remain vigilant. Do not bow down. Do not give up.

Pray.


Here are my thoughts, which are in agreement with see-dubya's:

I thought I would be saddened and fearful by the election of our first Marxist president....but somehow, I am not. I find myself completely at peace. While I was angry at the massive voter fraud, the thuggish behavior of the Oppressed, the collective gullibility of incumbecile American voters, I am still filled with wonder and awe at our great big country, and hope that none of the dire predictions of a New Civil War come to pass. At least for the moment.

My first task today is to say a prayer for our new president and our country:

Father of us all, grant our new leaders wisdom. Keep them from avarice and greed and an unholy lust for power. Grant them, Oh Lord, humility and a call to duty in service of their countrymen, and not themselves.

Grant us wisdom to not complain, but to work diligently, with contentment and thanksgiving, and to remember always first to acknowledge Your Providence for allowing us to live in peace with each other in our nation, regardless of our differences and that we not forget You in any matter, great or small.

Our Father, which art in Heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, in Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day, our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, For Thine is the kingdom, and the power and the glory, forever and ever. Amen

Congratulations, Mr. Obama. May your reign be just and wise.

America The Beautiful - Ray Charles

Update: Pamela Geller is reporting on what may come to pass in the not far off future: Because it is already happening now: 




Dennis received this from a woman who is very active in the Birmingham (MI) Republican Women's Club. She, in turn, received it from the woman who's daughter was stiffed on the tip. Looks as though the daughter had used her cell to capture the pic and send it to her mom. Guess there won't be much "turning of the other cheek" during the Obama Administration.

I think we have just seen the beginning. My daughter is working in a bar in Chicago right now,12:20am. She was waiting on a table of 6 black men and this is the tip they left her. Open the attachment. It shows the paper that they left her on the table as her tip. So as we are watching the first black President giving his acceptance speech the black Americans are now calling the White House the Black house (and my daughter) "Bitch." I am so upset!

Monday, November 3, 2008

Update on LGF

Graphic from Pamela @ Atlas Shrugs

An update to Charles Johnson's banning of Robert Spencer. Yours very truly was banned today for the silliest of reasons: On this thread I posted the following comment: "Yay! More people for Charles to ban!"

And I was.


Scary Movie of the Week, Opening in Theaters of the Absurd on Tuesday, November 4.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Everything must Change

Don't feel too certain, when the doctor pats your hand, reassuring you that this operation has a 95% success rate and that you'll be just fine. That's what they told my mother when she went into the hospital for a standard C-Section. She died, anyway. Everyone expected her to come out of it just fine, there's a 95% success rate, isn't there? Well, no, there is not. There is a 50 percent chance you will live, and another 50 percent chance you will die. Mom was the 5% who didn't make it. She might have made it IF: it hadn't been the young surgeon's first Caesarian section, if he hadn't perforated the wall of her uterus, if he hadn't perforated the large intestine, if she hadn't developed septic shock, if she hadn't progressed so rapidly to a staph infection, if the nurse giving her a pre-op sedative injection would have simply noted that she'd given her the shot and not been distracted and forgotten, then the second nurse who came and gave her the shot for the second time wouldn't have....and, well, you get my point. Many things go into surviving or dying on the operating table.
And when the doctors reassured my 80 year old aunt Doris that she would be fine, that the stent operation on her heart was routine, with a 95% survival rate, she might have lived, if, the surgeon who'd done this many times before, would not have accidentally burst the aneurism, and a whole host of health problems she brought with her to the operating table that no one could do anything about. Even so,
rest in peace, aunt Doris.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Adieu, Charles Johnson. I hardly know ye

One of the first blogs I ever read was Charles Johnson's Little Green Footballs. I like his blog, and I have managed to stay out of his radar, usually because I don't post anything that would upset him, and I am basically a nobody. I began reading LGF when I traipsed over from the dictatorial Lucianne Goldberg's (Jonah's mom) site. I was banned from Lucianne's site, for reasons that were never explained fully to me. But that's okay, I simply registered at LGF, which at that time had open registration all the time. This was before 9/11. After 9/11, LGF was the first blog of the day that I read. On the threads I met Evariste and Zorkmidden, and discovered their blog, Discarded Lies. Through LGF, I discovered the fantastic writing of Fjordman, the Blog Gates of Vienna and Auster's View From the Right.
It's sad the rift that has torn apart once good friends. It is even sadder when one person tars all the others with accusations that are untrue. I read GoV, Fjordman, Robert Spencer, and I comment and post links to LGF, and those other sites.
I have not commented on the rift and accusations of racism, because I am an outsider. I am nobody. Few people read my blog, and I write about things that are not of particularly weighty importance.
In essence, my blog doesn't make waves, doesn't cause trouble in the blogosphere. The comments I get are congenial and from a handful of people who are more like family than fans. I am content with that.
I don't consider myself a blog-journalist, and I have no axes to grind with anyone.
BUT.
As much as I once respected LGF and Charles Johnson, and like his taste in music, I have to say goodbye to him. Because he has accused people whose writings speak for themselves, of racism, and of being in league with Nazis and fascists. This is wrong. Wrong, wrong wrong. They are no such beings.
Robert Spencer gets slammed from so many sides. His only crime is clearly laying out for half-wits like me, just what Islam's writings say about everything under the sun, but mostly jihad, dhimmitude and shari'a. Jihad and Dhimmi Watch are devoted to keeping as many people informed as possible about the truths regarding Islam and the West's reaction to it. That's it. It isn't more or less. Just a constant drumming of uncomfortable truths. And for that, Spencer gets death threats, hounded, falsely accused and now vilified by Charles Johnson.
I don't need to visit or link to LGF anymore, for all of the above reasons. Johnson doesn't need to ban me. I'm a nobody. I'll just ban myself, sir. Adieu.