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Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Well, um.... wow.

Women against Feminism.  It's a Tumblr/picture thing.  Here's a sample:



There's plenty more where that came from, including one woman who said that she didn't want to be represented by some hysterical hipster whore just because she had a vagina.

Go scroll through.  Maybe there's hope for this country yet.

Monday, July 28, 2014

It's all about the recent experience

When you couple crap like this...

Leaked comments from unnamed senior government sources to Army Radio, Channel 2 and other Hebrew outlets have described the secretary as amateurish, incompetent, incapable of understanding the material he is dealing with — in short, a blithering fool. 
But actually, it’s worse than that. What emerges from Kerry’s self-initiated ceasefire mission — Israel had already accepted the Egyptian ceasefire proposal; and nobody asked him to come out on a trip he prefaced with sneering remarks about Israel’s attempted “pinpoint” strikes on Hamas terror targets — is that Jerusalem now regards him as duplicitous and dangerous.

With crap like this...

 Obama, who won only 39 percent of the white vote in 2012, is swooning because he's lost even more of it. But Clinton's grabbing 46 percent of the white vote. That's better than Obama did in 2008 (43 percent), better than John Kerry did in 2004 (41 percent), better than Al Gore did in 2000 (42 percent). It's even better than her husband did in 1996 (43 percent), though that result—like the 1992 result—is skewed by the presence of Ross Perot. You have to go back to 1976 to find a Democrat who polled better than 46 percent with whites. And when Jimmy Carter narrowly defeated Gerald Ford, the electorate was 89 percent white overall. In 2016 it's likely to be closer to 70 percent white. In 2016 a Democrat who wins only 40 percent of the white vote and holds close to Barack Obama's totals with nonwhites can win easily.
You begin to understand that the only reason for John F'n Kerry to be SecState is to make Hillary Clinton's incompetent bumbling look good in comparison.  After four years in office, Clinton's only real accomplishment was to get four Americans, including an ambassador, killed by jihadists in Benghazi.  And John F'n Kerry is making her look good!

And people are buying her bullshit!

Weep for our country, people.  

Oh, hey, look! It's the interwebs!

Yeah, sorry 'bout the lack of posting.  I only fired up my computer at 2000 hrs today, so needless to say, my blogging time has been light.

So...  bewbs!

Saturday, July 26, 2014

What "50 Shades of Grey" taught me

Actually, the reaction to "50 Shades of Grey", because I haven't read on bit of the books.  I picked it up at the store, thumbed to a point in the middle and read a few paragraphs.  What I read left me so unimpressed that I put the book down and walked away.  It's pr0n, plain and simple.  And who gobbled it up?

Women.  By the millions.  And millions.  Woman after woman bought and read all three books, and now they're making a movie out of it.  Matt Walsh gives you 4 reasons to hate it, but I'm going to just sit back and watch the fur fly once this movie comes out.  Hell, if I recall correctly there were shit-storms about the guy who they originally picked to play the "protagonist", and I'm using that word loosely.

The fact that "50 Shades of Grey" and it's sequels have made so much money and been so popular highlights some interesting facts about American women.  They, the women who love these books, fantasize about being dominated by an amoral, one-dimentional sociopath.  Which means that millions upon millions of women are proving my point that women love jackasses.

The movie is going to make a shit-ton of cash, because there are enough people in America who will enjoy seeing BDSM sex on the big screen.  They won't be getting any of my money, but considering how often I (don't) go to the movies these days that's not really saying much.

But every time the cash register goes ka-CHING! I'll be smiling at the thought of all those self-righteous feminists paying to see what they claim to be their worst nightmare, even while their panties are getting sopping wet at the thought of a woman being tied up, whipped, beaten, abused verbally and emotionally, and then used as a sex toy.

Does that make me a bad person?  Meh.  I don't care

Get your coats ready

Despite the unholy heat in Los Angeles, which is probably due to it being next-door to hell, the rest of the world seems to have a small little trend going on.

Folks, global warming is a hoax, OK?  It's a hoax created and maintained by people who want money; they want your money if they can guilt it out of you, and they want government money for saying all the right things.  When the people who scream the loudest also do the very things they claim to be against, you cannot take them at their word, can you?  Hell no, you cannot.

Stop worrying about the globe warming up.  Buy coats.  And long-johns.  If you're up North, lay in a supply of firewood.  There is no such thing as "Global Warming" but there ARE such things as an Ice Age.

It's a good thing the cops were there

Otherwise this worthless douchebag would have been murdered.  One of LA's "urban artists" (otherwise known as taggers, criminals and vandals) decided to try tagging a sign hanging over I-5 during rush hour on Friday afternoon.

Yeah.  Friggin' brilliant there, Mr. Brainiac.

Ah well....  if they were intelligent, they probably wouldn't be tagging street signs, would they?

In the mean time, if this douchebag's name ever gets released on a wide basis this week, his life expectancy can be measured in hours due to all the people who's commute he completely screwed up.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Well, OooooKAY then!

I can't let Day by Day put up a hot topless red-head without responding in kind!

Uh, if you have to ask if it's safe for work, you don't click the link, right?



A 115db wake-up

The Ragin' Mrs. has had several run-ins with people on the local bike path who are exercising with their earphones in.  This causes people to not hear the ringing of a bicycle bell, or the call of "ON YOUR LEFT", or much of anything to be honest.  And if people stayed to the right and let faster folks pass on the left it wouldn't be much of a problem.

But since people seem to think that taking up the entire bike path and drowning out any kind of outside noise is a perfectly grand idea, there are problems.  And the Ragin' Mrs. has almost wrecked her bike trying to avoid these morons who can't be bothered to know what is going on around them.

So today, I had to get new pedals for my bike, as I'd thrashed the old ones into twisted bits of plastic.  We ride to the bike shop, I get my pedals, we buy some chain lube, and the Ragin' Mrs. picks up a 115db air horn that mounts to your handlebars.

Oh, yeah, baby!

You fill up a small air tank with your bicycle pump, up to 100 psi.  You can control the volume on the horn, but at full blast it'll kick-start your adrenaline glands.

So the next time someone veers into her lane because they're too lost in their own little world, they're gonna get a 115db wake-up call.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Chilled

I knew I was going to be making a martini tonight to go with my cigar.  So a couple of hours before, I put the glass in the freezer.  When it came time to make the martini, I shook it up, pulled the glass out of the freezer, put the olives in an poured it over them.

When it's 100 degrees outside, an ice-cold martini is a thing of joy.

So in other words, Socialists are cheaters

Well, duh.

Anytime you live in a system of government that robs you of your hard work in order to pay for some slacker, you're going to end up a cheater.  Because you're either trying to protect your hard work (in the form of your earnings), or you're the slacker who wants to be a lazy shitstain and a parasite on the rest of society.

Socialism fails.  Always.  And this is just another example of why.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

It's that time again

That time of year where you get into triple digit temps, and it never, ever cools down.  Oh, you wanted a cool night breeze?  Fuck you, it's 90 at 2100 hrs, and it will not cool down much from there.

Enjoy your sweat-soaked night trying to find some shred of sleep.

Oh, and before anyone tells me about the miracles of air conditioning, I'd like to remind you that I live in the stinking, festering shithole of Los Angeles.  So, AC means a $700 electric bill.  Yeah.  I so enjoy getting bent over a fence and ass-fucked with a sandpaper condom by the worthless fuckheads in this state who decided that building a power plant is evil, even though demand for power has fucking quadrupled since the last power plant was built.