This is my pre-arranged Saturday Post

If you ever get me to sing Karaeoke, this is the song I'm singing. Just so ya know.

Off the net

Busy all weekend. See you on Monday. In the meantime, toss out a few suggestions for the blog name. We already have a couple courtesy of Headhunter Nation.

Bonus points for any latin phrase that, when translated, is roughly comparable to a quote from Gunny Hartman.

Busy today

I've had five minutes to sit down.  Even less time to surf the web.  Sorry.

Donk Senators scream "OBAMA ACKBAR!" once again

Obamacare repeal fails in the Senate.  Women, Children most hurt.

We need to use those Donk's votes against them like a club for the next two years.  Just beat the hell out of them with it.

Does the name fit?

Had someone email me about the new blog name.  He's not in favor of it.

Audentes Fortuna Juvat

or Fortune Favors the Bold. 

The current unofficial slogan used in the Headhunter Nation, however is even better.

What Is Best?

From Conan the Barbarian:

Mongol General: Conan! What is best in life? 

Conan: To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women.

Personally,  in my humble opinion , I think that attitude matches your blog’s philosophy better than ‘Sword and Plow’, but that’s just me.  And as philosophies go, it’s a better match for the times in which we live.

Thoughts?  Advice?  Suggestions?  I have to admit that "Ense et Aratro" doesn't quite have the pissed-off ring that I'm looking for, but I don't know what the latin phrase is for "I will gouge out your commie eyeballs and skullfuck you", and even if I did know that I doubt it would make a good blog title.

Oh, and consider this the official shout-out to the 80th Fighter Squadron in Kunsan, Korea.  I've actually been there.  When I was stationed in 2ID, I had a friend who was stationed in Kunsan at the same time.  I took a pass and went down to visit.  That was my first experience with the Army vs. Air Force dichotomy.  I believe I became temporarily famous when I blurted out "You have your own BATHROOM?" in front of a bunch of Air Force folks.  Their response was "Don't you?"

Arrogance personified

Or maybe Valerie Jarrett is just that fucking dumb.  It could be both.

According to our tipster, Jarrett was seated at the head table along with several other big-name politicians and a handful of high-ranking military officials. As an officer sporting several stars walked past Jarrett, she signaled for his attention and said, “I’d like another glass of wine.”

Garçon!

White House economic adviser Austan Goolsbee, who was seated next to Jarret, began “cracking up nervously,” our tipster said, but no one pointed out to Jarrett that the man sporting a chestful of medals was not her waiter.

Sadly, I have no problem believing that it happened.  And the Soldier did the right thing - didn't make a fuss, acted politely.  What makes me puke is the fact that no civilian there corrected Jarrett and signaled for an actual waiter.

When I call the Left and this administration in particular "Anti-Military", I'm not joking.

Busy

This is the third day in a row I've been shoveling snow.  Joy.  I've got no time to blog, sorry.  So instead, enjoy the Love Master.  Kinda not-safe-for-work-ish, if you work in an uptight, stuffy place.

From my mail

And it may piss some people off, especially the non-religious variety.  But it's still worth reading.

The recently disenfranchised lame duck Left pulled off its most extreme legislative coup thus far, by homosexualizing the United States military-using their own version of the admittedly lame Don't Ask, Don't Tell Clinton legislation.

DON'T ASK (Awkward Questions):

They did not ask, in a Pentagon poll, if repeal was morally appropriate.  They asked whether, in practice, the implementation plan would work. By  including those with "mixed feelings," they manufactured a 70% majority, although all but one of the leading generals were opposed and 75-85% of those fighting and dying for us (Marine and Army Combat Arms) said the repeal would have "negative, very negative, or mixed impact." By not really asking, the ideological politicians prevailed.

The real questions were neither asked nor debated in Congress. Few right wing pundits reacted and even the Church was strangely silent. Everyone is suffering from Don't Ask cultural lockjaw-except the Gays, who did not wait to be asked. They welcomed the vote as an "historic step," "ushering in a new era," "for the world," according to Toni Reis, president of the Brazilian Association for the Rights of Gays, Lesbians, Bisexuals and Transvestites.

I agree with Reis: something of immense importance occurred on Saturday, December 18, 2010. America will never be the same. Radically altered was the United States Military, the iconic symbol of American patriotism, committed to maintaining goodness and justice in the world, which is doubtless why so many Christians down the years have filled its ranks. I once led a Bible study in the Pentagon with thirty generals!

Patrick Buchanan describes the repeal as a "Christian Rout in the Culture War-a victory.for the new morality of the social revolution of the 1960s and a defeat for traditional Judeo-Christian values." Enacted on the verge of the winter solstice, this law ushers in a cultural winter: the new, pan-sexual spiritual society which declares homosexuality to be "the sacrament of monism." St. Paul's prophecy now also indicts many in the church who are or will be drawn into compromise on this issue: "they not only do them [things which are not fitting] but give approval to those who practice them" (Romans 1:32).

DON'T TELL (The Long-Term Consequences):

By not asking the right questions, our leaders also refused to tell the inevitable consequences of full homosexual acceptance:

*      how disputes over sexual trysts will be adjudged in situations comparable to forced cohabitation of men with women;

*      how the health of our troops will be affected (due to high rates of syphilis and other STDs, current U.S. health regulations prohibit men who have sex with men from donating blood);

*      how recruitment will be affected , since over a half million soldiers have said they will quit the Armed Forces, and parents may refuse to send their teenage boys into situations of moral compromise;

*      how soldiers with religious convictions against homosexuality will fare when exposed to re-education  (indoctrination) and "sensitivity training" programs. (The hearings stated that there will be "zero tolerance of anyone who disagrees for any reason, including 'moral or religious beliefs.'") The rule will be: DON'T ASK AWKWARD QUESTIONS!

*      how chaplains will survive. Will they be silenced or ejected? Their treatment will serve as a clear prophecy of how all Christian ministers will fare in tomorrow's gay-endorsing public square.

*      how the future Armed Forces will function, once "cleansed" of biblically faithful chaplains and morally strong Christians soldiers. The Military will be handed over to moral and spiritual relativists ready to enforce the peace-loving pan-sexual, pan-religious agenda of a coming One-ist utopia, with no place for truth-telling.

GO TELL (The Two-ist Truth)

We cannot be silent. Truth must be spoken. "Go tell it on the mountain," says the hymn we sang at Christmas, "that Jesus Christ is born." A heavenly army of angelic warriors, glistening in holiness, crashed into our gray One-ist, homocosmological world from the outside. Our world is still rumbling with the aftershocks. An external saving truth that we could never imagine is available to rescue us from the false promises of the Lie. The Truth concerns the Creator, who differs from us creatures. He created a beautiful world of difference, a world that fell into idolatrous sameness.  That Creator then condescended to save us sinners, gay or straight. Only the glorious Gospel of Two-ism explains the uncontainable joy evoked by the "random act of culture," at Philadelphia Macy's 

Play it and weep tears of joy as, in the public square, Handel tells us, with exquisite beauty, the truth about Jesus.

Another German Christian, Martin Luther, extols our spiritual champion:

"Dost ASK who that may be?"

Luther TELLS us the name of the great soldier of faith:

Christ Jesus, it is He, Lord Sabaoth His name,

From age to age the same-And He must win the battle.

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Christos Kurios: Christ is Lord

Peter Jones

One of my biggest hang-ups with the repeal of DADT was that when people like myself asked questions or objected, we were shut down with "Be quiet you homophobe!"  Hell, I had that response from some people on the Right, who should know better.

And now the deed is done, there's no putting the cat back in the bag, and those questions are still unanswered.  Don't expect me to just meekly walk along and accept that flaming bag of crap.  Repealing Don't Ask Don't Tell was nothing more than political kabuki theater.  It had nothing to do with improving the military.

Ense et Aratro

"With Sword and Plow"

I like it.  Although it doesn't quite have that "All-consuming fires of hell will burn my enemies to dust" ring to it, but still.......

El Baradei

Wait, hold on - the guy who allowed Iran to get nuclear weapons started when it was his specific job to prevent that is now trying to become the leader of Egypt?

Yeah, that'll work out great, won't it?  He's already a fucking stooge for the Muslim Brotherhood.  This guy was giving Amadinijahd's nutsack a tongue-bath every time he went to Iran.  Let's put him in charge!  If that happens, Egypt is fucked.  And anything that goes through the Suez Canal doubles in price within a year.  Count on it.

My newest earworm

And it's been in my head, playing over and over and over for the past few days.



If you can sit there without this song making you move some part of your body, you need to check your pulse.  You might be dead.  The saxophone hook just grabs you and makes you MOVE.

Oh yeah, Brian Setzer did a pretty good remake of it in the 90's.

Time for a name change?

Since there aren't four of us wackos, and haven't been for some time, I've been thinking about changing the name of the blog.  Or just creating a whole new blog, but I don't want to lose all the posts on this one.  I dunno.

Would any of my three readers care to chime in?

Possible bonus - if I create another blog, maybe the comments will finally work properly, instead of forcing people to click on the post's title just to see if there ARE any comments!

So, about that school that Obama touted

In his state of the union speech.....

Yeah.

Bruce Randolph School in Denver is an example of just how much you can succeed when you get rid of teachers unions and federal oversight.  In short, it's proof that we need to completely demolish the American publik skool sistim and rebuild it.

Overheard on the News

As I went about my business, was the question that made me grit my teeth - "Do you think this is Obama's 3 AM call?"

No, it is not.

Obama's 3 AM call came a year and a half ago, when 1.5 million Iranians cried out for freedom.  And Obama let that call go to voicemail.  Because that's what a gutless, spineless, nutless little bitch like Obama does.  Just as he voted "present" for the majority of his Congressional career.  Because that's waht a gutless, spineless, nutless little bitch does.

Anyone in the world hoping that America will actually help them in their quest for freedom is going to be disappointed as long as Obama the gutless, spineless, nutless little bitch is in office.  The man doesn't give a flying fuck about freedom in THIS country.  What makes you think he has any will to help YOU out?

Obama - as incompetent as Jimmy Carter, but twice as corrupt!

Kansas City BBQ

Is good.  Although I still prefer a good Texas BBQ.   But KC is good.

Things that confuse Dave

When I walk into a public restroom, and I spot a toilet with one of those little toilet seat cover dispensers right next to it, and yet someone has felt the need to deforest several acres to supply the toilet paper that they've used to cover the toilet seat, the toilet, the walls, the rails, and the flush handle

Folks, just bring a little bottle of hand sanitizer with you, and wipe the toilet seat down.  Done.  There's no need to employ multiple logging companies just so you can prepare a public throne for you to crap on.

State of the Union speech

Didn't watch it.  There wasn't enough alcohol in the house for me to go through that crap.  I'll read the transcripts, so that when I get the urge to throw up I can put it down and come back to it later when my stomach has settled.

There's an App for that

If you've been living in a cave for the past few years, you'll be surprised to know that Apple has put a phone out, and there are thousands, maybe millions of applications, or "Apps" that you can download for said phone.  Want to calculate mileage?  There's an app for that.  Want to find restaurants?  There's an app for that.  Want to know what kind of toilet paper cleans your ass best?  There's an app for that.

You want to take a hysterical interview with one Antoine Dodson and turn it into a song and then an iPhone app featuring soundbytes from the interview?

There's an app for that.

Dear Lord, I wish there wasn't, because this is what I've been hearing from my co-workers for the last two weeks.  BEFORE YOU CLICK - ONCE YOU SEE, YOU CANNOT UNSEE!



I had never heard of Antoine Dodson until two weeks ago.  Now I'm going to go to my grave with that in my head.  My co-workers are going to pay.

Oh, and from all accounts this Dodson is a decent guy.  But that song?  Whoever created that song is going to burn in hell for what they've done.

The Moscow Airport Terrorist Attack post

From Hot Air.  There's nothing really that I can add.  I feel sad for the Russians who lost their lives.

Not much more needs to be said.

I can't STAND unions

So between the post below this one regarding the SEIU getting waivers because they can't afford Obamacare, and this article about the decline of the private sector unions (which can only be a good thing) and the growth of the public sector unions (horrible horrible horrible), I figured I'd toss out my personal dealings with unions and why I think they're the sleaziest piles of crap on earth.

Way back when Dave had gotten out of the Army and was living and working in Seattle, Dave worked for the one section of a hospital which hasn't been unionized.  When Dave had his job interview, he asked about wages.  He asked about vacation time.  He asked about sick leave.  In short, Dave asked about all those things that a prospective employee will be compensated with for his hard work.  Dave did not need a union.  And Dave brought enough experience with him to demand a decent starting wage, which Dave got.

Fast forward a couple of years, and a one or two of Dave's fellow employees has decided that he isn't being heard enough, and he wants union representation.  So he calls for a vote to unionize.  Thank god this co-worker was in the minority, because after being forced to sit down and listen to the union reps, this is what Dave learned.

Dave would no longer be able to negotiate his salary, the union would do it.
Dave would no longer be able to negotiate his vacation accrual, the union would do it.
Dave would no longer be able to negotiate his sick leave accrual, the union would do it.
For the privilege of having these rights taken away, Dave would be charged $150 a paycheck, which would go to the local Democrat politicians by way of union bosses.

Now here's the kicker - when Dave compared his wages, vacation and sick leave accrual against the other employees who were part of the local SEIU, Dave had better wages, more vacation accrual, and more sick leave accrual.  So the union was incapable of negotiating as well as Dave could with the Hospital administration, but wanted $300 a month for the pleasure of fucking Dave over at the bargaining table.

Everywhere I see a union, I see problems.  The unions protect more negligent and lazy employees than I can shake a stick at, and it costs the businesses who employ them day after day after day.  When a room-mate of mine waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back in Kansas joined the local carpenter's union, he was amazed at how many union members showed up and smoked pot, then just hung out at the job site all day.  "We can't fire them, Dave.  They're union.  But they're too stoned to work, so they just hang out all day because we can't trust them with a hammer and nail."  Un-fucking-believeable.  When I visit Boston, and I see two telephone poles planted right next to each other, each of them carrying half what it should because the UNIONS won't allow so-and-so to hang their lines without such-and-such hanging their lines first, and so it takes an entire fucking YEAR to replace one aging telephone pole....

We need to call unions what they are - corrupt organizations who's sole focus in this day and age is to funnel obscene amounts of money into the Democrat American Communist Party's pockets.  They may have had a purpose once.  Hell, there may be a few out there who still DO have a purpose.  But if the majority of unions ceased to exist by the end of today, we would simply have less money in politician's hands and a more competitive work environment.  That's it.

You couldn't pay me to join a union.