Friday, February 17, 2012

Since we have a theme today ...

A little musical accompaniment:



The New Riders of the Purple Sage - Panama Red

Church Of The Blessed Mary Jane

Fixer could be the Pope of this one. I believe he has satisfied the canonical requirements for sainthood as well.

But first, Old Fart rakes Orange Boner and his set over the coals. The smoking lamp is lit...



Everybody should subscribe to or bookmark oldfartrants on YouTube and refer to it often. The guy comes up with new good shit all the time.

"No Shit" Headline and Quote of the Day

Paul Krugman In Playboy Interview: 'People Should Be In Jail' Because Of Financial Crisis

One reason to keep up with politics

Fighter Jets Intercept Drug Plane in Obama's No-Fly Zone

Heh. Really bad timing for your weekly weed run ta Fixer's house, dude!

America's Real Debate

LATimes

Click on it. Holy shit the thing gets big!

Some among the sleek set in the fashion industry think the 19-year-old, self-promoting model is too chubby to be chic -- their definition of hefty encompassing 99% of the nation’s females. The fashion mavens denigrate Upton’s whole look – her too-blond hair, her generic, pouty cheerleader face and her long legs that one critic described as looking as if they belong to a player for the WNBA. The casting director for Victoria’s Secret fashion shows said she’d never allow such a skank to darken her runway. (We all know how Victoria’s Secret is the epitome of haute couture.)
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Upton's defenders say she has a right to party. To suggest she is fat, they say, is tantamount to promoting anorexia. Her fans insist that Kate’s look is a healthier example for American girls, even if her beach attire indicates she can’t distinguish between panties and a Post-it stuck to a strand of dental floss.

The point here is not to take sides in this debate or even imply it has any importance. The Kate Upton kerfuffle simply lends a little perspective to the current political campaign. Journalists have been covering every twitch and twist of the Republican nomination fight for months now, millions of dollars have been spent on attack ads and robo calls and the candidates have roamed the countryside shaking hands and calling each other names, yet the number of people who have taken part in primaries and caucuses compared with the number of Americans who have stayed away is about the same as the ratio of fabric to bare skin in Kate’s beach shot.

Notable quote:

We may be in the midst of a titanic struggle for the soul of the country, but, in the land of the free, none of us are required to pay attention.

To which line I would add:

Until it's too late.

Yeah ...

Big money guy, he is. From the Democratic Party:

Romney portrays himself as the savior of the 2002 Olympics, but here's the truth: He spent $1.3 billion in federal dollars on the Salt Lake City games—more than all previous U.S. Olympic games combined. Romney didn't save the Olympics. The American taxpayer did.

Gordon knows his antics ...

Better than I do, but this guy Issa is a complete asshole. He's one who stacked the committee meeting on contraception with men and this is how he justifies it:

In case House Oversight Committee Chairman Darrell Issa's (R-Calif.) anti-contraception hearing wasn't quite offensive enough yesterday, the Republican congressman added insult to injury last night by equating his opposition to birth control to Dr. Martin Luther King's fight for civil rights.

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Boy wouldn't know a civil right if it bit him in the ass.

Aspirin ...

I loved Andrea Mitchell's reaction (I thought she was gonna faint) to Foster Friess' announcement that women should hold an aspirin between her knees as a form of cheap birth control. I personally haven't heard that line in 40 years and it goes to show you how these guys think.



Well, Drifty caught this too and has a few thoughts on the subject:

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Now you know why RNC chair Reince Priebus always has the squirmy, uncomfortable look of a man who brutally crapped his pants an hour ago and still hasn't yet found a way to get behind a closed door and clean himself up. Now you know why, before Priebus, the GOP hired an incompetent House Negro and a self-loathing gay man to front for them. Because you have to have a superhuman capacity for ass-kissing and gag-reflex-suppression to beg for money from a CHUD like Foster Freiss.

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When the people who have the money look at women's issues the way this asshole does, it should be no surprise that you have a panel of witnesses at a congressional committee hearing on the subject comprised of nothing but men.

So, let's review. The crazy racist bastids have basically chased away the Hispanic vote (except for some hardcore Cubanos in Miami) and now they're trying to chase away the women too. Do these assholes actually want to win in November or has it just turned into a contest to see who can out-crazy everybody else?

Thursday, February 16, 2012

The celibate* old sexperts speak

The Gospel According to Bishops

*Altar boys don't count.

You ain't gonna believe this one either...

EssEffChron

Watch the video below and you might assume it’s a Saturday Night Live skit—well, it’s not. The uptight man in the purple shirt is dead serious about what he’s saying.

This anti-Planned Parenthood propaganda was created by the American Life League, the largest pro-life organization in the United States that opposes abortion under any circumstance, contraception, and embryonic stem cell research.

The video was created to show that Planned Parenthood is a “perverted” organization, turning America’s children into sex addicts through community events featuring penis-shaped balloons, vagina macaroons, vulva puppet shows, and giant vagina costumes. And then there’s all the masturbation literature, graphic images of naked boys and girls, and online descriptions of sexual organs. Planned Parenthood would tell you they offer these materials to educate youth and encourage safe sex but Michael Hichborn, media director of the American Life League, says, “They’re selling pornography to kids as science.” No matter, this video is quite an impressive collection of lewdness.

Go see for yourself. I'm not giving that trash the bandwidth.

Ya can't make this shit up...

Raw Story



Man has heart attack while eating ‘Triple Bypass Burger’

A restaurant called “The Heart Attack Grilled” finally earned its name on Saturday when a customer eating one of their Triple Bypass Burgers had a cardiac arrest.

“At the time of the incident I was performing bypass procedures on other patients,” restaurant owner Jon Basso told Raw Story. “My ‘head’ nurse informed me that one of our patients was having an actual heart attack.”

Basso comes to work dressed as a “doctor” and his waitresses wear sexy nurse costumes, but on this night they had to call in trained medical professionals.

Heh. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Face down in a burger.

Noooooo!

There ain't enough bleach in the fuckin' world...

And yes ...

I would giggle my ass off.



Watch the background (around 00:11) as a woman comes down the steps, texting at the same time. Sometimes I wonder where people's priorities are. Was the text really that important to risk serious injury? Had a girl fall into an open manhole last year because she had her head up her ass. I guess we should be happy they weren't driving at the time.

Thanks to Watertiger for the vid.

Keep yer gummint hands ...

Blah, blah, blah. Oliver Willis finds (in the NYT) another conservative idiot who just doesn't get it:

Ki Gulbranson owns a logo apparel shop, deals in jewelry on the side and referees youth soccer games. He makes about $39,000 a year and wants you to know that he does not need any help from the federal government.

He says that too many Americans lean on taxpayers rather than living within their means. He supports politicians who promise to cut government spending. In 2010, he printed T-shirts for the Tea Party campaign of a neighbor, Chip Cravaack, who ousted this region’s long-serving Democratic congressman.

Yet this year, as in each of the past three years, Mr. Gulbranson, 57, is counting on a payment of several thousand dollars from the federal government, a subsidy for working families called the earned-income tax credit. He has signed up his three school-age children to eat free breakfast and lunch at federal expense. And Medicare paid for his mother, 88, to have hip surgery twice. [my em]

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Fucking amazing. Don't these people ever look in a mirror?

Obviousness ...

A Bible story from Drifty:

There should be a bible story about two brothers: Willard and Detroit.

One brother stayed on the farm his father had built, working hard and dutifully tending the fields even as the soil grew thin, many crops were lost and hard times came and kicked his ass over and over again.

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Quote of the Day

JP:

... As Santorum creeps from the rear and washes across America Romney's getting more and more desperate to prove that, Yes, by God, I can paint the walls with my fecal matter as good as my rivals ...

Want "happy ending" GI?

She shoulda realized what she was doing before she did the Hoekstra ad, especially reinforcing the stereotype of her own people, but I'm glad she either woke up or someone explained it to her.

Lisa Chan, the actress who starred in former Rep. Pete Hoekstra's (R) Senate ad in Michigan that created a racial firestorm, apologized on Facebook Wednesday for the character she portrayed.

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Good for her.

And just an anecdote from the other day, when I had to explain to a fellow vet why that ad was racist. I told him:

"Look at it this way," I said. "It would be equivalent of saying that Hoekstra is cheap ("Save-it-now" as opposed to "Spend-it-now" in the ad) and using an obviously Jewish person, like a Rabbi or Hasidim, going around picking up pennies on the sidewalk in order to save money."

I actually saw the cartoon light bulb go on above his head. It was a good day.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

The essence ...

Of the Frothy Mixture's campaign, boiled down into four small sentences by Charlie Pierce:

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(Vote for me. While others quailed, I dared to be proudly ignorant and paranoid. Come on in! The stupid's fine!)

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Heh...

Thanks to Slate.

That Old Black Magic

MFBTIR* goes off on Bill Donohue. Heh.

As though Bill Donohue didn’t have enough to be cranky about.
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What’s wrong with the rhythm method anyway? That’s how I got here.

Millions of people are nodding...

Donohue took time out from hyperventilating against the president to hyperventilate against the rapper Nicki Minaj. He was in a snit about Minaj arriving at the Grammys in a red Versace cloak resembling a cardinal’s, arm in arm with an actor dressed like the pope, and her over-the-top exorcist-themed number.

“Perhaps the most vulgar part was the sexual statement that showed a scantily clad female dancer stretching backwards while an altar boy knelt between her legs in prayer,” Donohue bristled.

Millions of altar boys are praying for female priests instead of the ones they have to do that to.

[...] The only good thing about it, as Marc Hogan wrote in Spin, was the chance that her devilish song might make “Bill Donohue’s head spin while spewing green vomit.”

Ah, to dream!

The satanic rap was merely the latest illustration of the renewed fascination with the ancient rite of exorcism. After languishing in the Catholic Church, exorcisms are back in fashion. In 2004, worried about the rise of the occult, Pope John Paul II asked Cardinal Ratzinger, the head of the Vatican’s Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith who went on to become Pope Benedict XVI, to direct bishops around the world to appoint and train exorcists in their dioceses.

The infusion of Hispanic and African Catholics to the U.S., with their more intense belief in the supernatural, has brought a fresh demand.

The joke's on you, Holy Mofo Church. You didn't actually think The Other'd convert all the way, did you? Bwahahahaha! Only enough to keep you from killing them.

I think the Roman, Greek, Eastern, and probably Coptic Churches would shit if they knew what old gods got trotted out when it doesn't rain and the crops might fail. That's what they want to exorcise. Fat chance, robe boy.

*My Favorite Big-Titted Irish Redhead