If the government is closed, have we furloughed the Presidential Protection Detail of the U.S. Secret Service?
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Edit to add on Thursday evening: With the fracas in the White House/Capitol corridor today, the comment above may seem ill-advised. This blog has no Memory Hole, so I'm letting it stand as the off-the-cuff mockery intended. I add only that the TMR has a long history of opposing unprovoked violence against politicians and people.
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Oct 2, 2013
Another shutdown horror; Smoky Bear goes silent
It's a sane report on our October drama. It includes this line:
"The shutdown will keep park rangers from giving tours at America’s national parks, monuments and historical sites. "
That is true, but if it is important we are truly screwed.
I've listened to my share of government ranger talks, often enjoyed them, occasionally learned something. It is difficult, however, to view their absence as a signal that all is lost.
Let's consider Yellowstone, the, errr, icon, of our natural beauty bureaucracy. The ranger will tell you it's a big volcano still deciding when to erupt. That explains the geysers and natural hot tubs and the pretty lake's habit of sloshing water from one end to the other, as when you tilt a dish pan.
He'll also get to the wildlife lecture. Buffalo are big and hairy and can be dangerous. The grizzly might prefer a peanut butter sandwich but gladly settle for a bite of your privates. If you hear a buzz it's a good idea to look for a snake. Throwing rocks at the marmots is considered declasse.
In other words, he offers information which is new to the illiterate or, more likely, the bleating sheep dependent on being led to green grass by an all-knowing government shepherd, those ignorant of public libraries or the lacking foresight to type "y-e-l-l-o-w-s-t-o-n-e w-i-k-i" into the search box.
Mr. Ranger is, therefore, a special needs instructor for those Americans who spent their classroom time doodling duckies and hot rods and -- having learned from President Clinton that he wears briefs -- spend the rest of the hour speculating what kind of undies the teacher is wearing. And I submit to you, kind reader, that stilling ranger's remedial tongue is not be confused with the final collapse of the Republic.
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It is a tiny pebble, of course, in the big debate which is generating all the frantic (mostly) teevee bloviation. Glue together enough little rocks, however, and you begin recognizing a mountain, sculpted to look like an over-reaching, over-bearing government.
"The shutdown will keep park rangers from giving tours at America’s national parks, monuments and historical sites. "
That is true, but if it is important we are truly screwed.
I've listened to my share of government ranger talks, often enjoyed them, occasionally learned something. It is difficult, however, to view their absence as a signal that all is lost.
Let's consider Yellowstone, the, errr, icon, of our natural beauty bureaucracy. The ranger will tell you it's a big volcano still deciding when to erupt. That explains the geysers and natural hot tubs and the pretty lake's habit of sloshing water from one end to the other, as when you tilt a dish pan.
He'll also get to the wildlife lecture. Buffalo are big and hairy and can be dangerous. The grizzly might prefer a peanut butter sandwich but gladly settle for a bite of your privates. If you hear a buzz it's a good idea to look for a snake. Throwing rocks at the marmots is considered declasse.
In other words, he offers information which is new to the illiterate or, more likely, the bleating sheep dependent on being led to green grass by an all-knowing government shepherd, those ignorant of public libraries or the lacking foresight to type "y-e-l-l-o-w-s-t-o-n-e w-i-k-i" into the search box.
Mr. Ranger is, therefore, a special needs instructor for those Americans who spent their classroom time doodling duckies and hot rods and -- having learned from President Clinton that he wears briefs -- spend the rest of the hour speculating what kind of undies the teacher is wearing. And I submit to you, kind reader, that stilling ranger's remedial tongue is not be confused with the final collapse of the Republic.
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It is a tiny pebble, of course, in the big debate which is generating all the frantic (mostly) teevee bloviation. Glue together enough little rocks, however, and you begin recognizing a mountain, sculpted to look like an over-reaching, over-bearing government.
Oct 1, 2013
A coprolite by any other name...
The Affordable Health Care Act is to be preferred over Obamacare. Jimmy Kimmel proved it.
Would it be vulgar to observe that self-government doesn't work very well unless the governed take their heads out of their asses from time to time?
ETA: -- H/T to my man in the MSM
ETA: -- H/T to my man in the MSM
Sep 30, 2013
I'm ruined.
The markets have been open for merely 17 minutes, and already my net worth has plunged by $117.59. There go my life necessities such as ammunition, nicotine, and Twinkies. Only a half-quart of Jim Beam and a 33-ounce can of Folgers stand between me and utter destitution.
It's all because at 0001 tomorrow the United States becomes an autopsy photo. Without a supply of Federal Reserve Cartoons, my president will no longer have the means to sustain my happiness. Puppies will die, the Washington Monument will be locked up, and all the pretty ballerinas financed by the National Endowment for the Arts will fall prone, to dance no more.
Dang that mean old George Bush, anyway.
It's all because at 0001 tomorrow the United States becomes an autopsy photo. Without a supply of Federal Reserve Cartoons, my president will no longer have the means to sustain my happiness. Puppies will die, the Washington Monument will be locked up, and all the pretty ballerinas financed by the National Endowment for the Arts will fall prone, to dance no more.
Dang that mean old George Bush, anyway.
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