I'll be glad to join a protest against the kind of culture which allows people like Michele Bachmann to be taken seriously as secular leaders. I'll wave a sign against empowering the Morals Police. I'll chant slogans against requiring kids to be taught that creationism is an exact science. If the weather is nice I'll join a nude flash mob opposing foreign adventurism, nation-building, and the designated hitter rule.
Those kinds of statist stupidites ought to be the subject of protest, 24/7/365, in one way or another.
But the wholesale creation of a new generation of Cotton Mathers is not very directly Michele's fault. If she panders to the dimdippitydoowops who make up the Neocon Right, she is merely reacting to market forces in her industry, just like Barack Obama does on the flipside of the same political racket.
I will not join a protest designed to shut her up, and I like to think that even if I were one of a starry-eyed liberals infesting the city of Grinnell, Iowa, and its famously collectivist college, I would have retained enough respect for Amendment One to shut up and let her prate.
---
Both sides handled the aftermath stupidly if media reports are anywhere near accurate.. Bachmann's Iowa handler, Danny Carroll, claimed, almost certainly falsely, that the pumpkin farm gathering was always intended to be a strictly private fundraiser. The students claimed, almost certainly falsely, that they had gathered to listen respectfully to Bachmann's remarks.
Michele mingled with the visitors who coughed up $25 to be there, strolled around the farm quickly, and left. But not before feeding a goat, speaking of pandering.
Oct 5, 2011
Theological Question
This comes to mind after bantering with my daughter about Midwest church-basement cuisine.
"Were there any Lutherans before there were crock pots?"
"Were there any Lutherans before there were crock pots?"
Why we're broke
A couple of Des Moines cops drew a crucial crime-fighting assignment. Armed with tactical video equipment, they deployed to the Ingersoll Theatre to watch the old-timey burlesque show -- like the one your great grandpa snuck into after telling Great Gram he was heading for Oddfellows Hall.
The infiltrating Only Ones had orders to capture evidence of exposure of a nipple or "anything below." They got it.
As one of the dancers tells the tale, she was doing a classic balloon dance when a Janet Jackson wardrobe malfunction victimized her. A bubble accidentally popped, giving the leering audience a flash of pastie.
The cops left. They "reviewed" the tape for a long time. (Stop smirking). They returned to write the citations. The dancers will talk to the ACLU. Our courts are bracing for the Trial of the Century.
I don't know about you, but this assault on public titillation certainly fills me with a renewed appreciation for my government's dedication to, at any cost, shielding me from impurity.
---
Des Moines city fathers promised that their new robotic speed and stop-light cameras would compensate for their rape of the 14th Amendment by freeing police for more vital duties. Voila.
.
The infiltrating Only Ones had orders to capture evidence of exposure of a nipple or "anything below." They got it.
As one of the dancers tells the tale, she was doing a classic balloon dance when a Janet Jackson wardrobe malfunction victimized her. A bubble accidentally popped, giving the leering audience a flash of pastie.
The cops left. They "reviewed" the tape for a long time. (Stop smirking). They returned to write the citations. The dancers will talk to the ACLU. Our courts are bracing for the Trial of the Century.
I don't know about you, but this assault on public titillation certainly fills me with a renewed appreciation for my government's dedication to, at any cost, shielding me from impurity.
---
Des Moines city fathers promised that their new robotic speed and stop-light cameras would compensate for their rape of the 14th Amendment by freeing police for more vital duties. Voila.
.
Oct 4, 2011
You know you're gun freak when:
You discover that you use more auto-polishing goop in your brass tumbler than on your vehicles.
You discover it when the knock-around mini-van looks like it ought to be sitting in front of a taqueria in a land where English is not the native tongue. This thing hasn't been washed since the summer of '10 and not even much rained on since June. So wash it. It looks so much better clean, why not slap on a coat of polish?
The shed, where last year I distinctly recall seeing three of four jugs or partial jugs of the stuff was bereft. Guess I didn't keep track of how many times I raided it in order to create an eye-burning sheen on my .45 ACP reloads.
---
Related frugality check. Long ago I checked the price of specialized magic brass polish from Midway or Brownell's or someplace like that. For the same money you could get the polish or a brick of .22s. So I wondered how car polish would work, especially since I get if for about a dime a pint in dollar boxes at auctions.
The short answer is "identically." So gimme a brick of those Winchesters, Mr. Vendor.
That level of cheapskatedness sounds pretty compulsive, and perhaps it is, but practiced over a period of time it enhances the ammo stock and even the pistol racks.
You discover it when the knock-around mini-van looks like it ought to be sitting in front of a taqueria in a land where English is not the native tongue. This thing hasn't been washed since the summer of '10 and not even much rained on since June. So wash it. It looks so much better clean, why not slap on a coat of polish?
The shed, where last year I distinctly recall seeing three of four jugs or partial jugs of the stuff was bereft. Guess I didn't keep track of how many times I raided it in order to create an eye-burning sheen on my .45 ACP reloads.
---
Related frugality check. Long ago I checked the price of specialized magic brass polish from Midway or Brownell's or someplace like that. For the same money you could get the polish or a brick of .22s. So I wondered how car polish would work, especially since I get if for about a dime a pint in dollar boxes at auctions.
The short answer is "identically." So gimme a brick of those Winchesters, Mr. Vendor.
That level of cheapskatedness sounds pretty compulsive, and perhaps it is, but practiced over a period of time it enhances the ammo stock and even the pistol racks.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)