Thursday, August 23, 2007

Governmentally created problems

I am sometimes caught completely off guard by how incredibly accurate some of my favorite authors have been about the state of affairs in this world today.

My mouth was agape at reading the referenced article. "Behavior Detention Officers"?!?! Brother is watching you and is going to throw you in the clink if the expression you're wearing isn't to his liking.

I remember reading Brave New World in high school and thinking it bizarre that the government would be actively drugging people, on a continual basis, when, at the time, there was a huge push, via the War on Drugs™, to get the word out about drug abuse and its attendent problems and the social ills that it supposedly creates. How naive I was.

Little did I, or anyone for that matter, know that in just a few years, the governmentally-run daycare camps would be administering Ritalin to the kiddies by the thousands, all across the country, sometimes without consent from their parents.

Next item on the agenda will be government provided healthcare non-sense, oh excuse me, that's "single payer", all wrapped up with a great-sounding title and media campaign. After that, we get the piss test, and they've already countered any arguments to the contrary about its purpose, as it, "help(s) federal law enforcement and other agencies track the spread of dangerous drugs, like methamphetamines," and all that other rot. They'll use this tripe for probable cause for entry or search warrants, just you wait.

Huxley, Orwell, Bradbury and Burgess were all fucking prophets, I tell ya.

H/T to Billy Beck, and I'll probably be the second person who gets profiled by these goons for flunking the facial attitude test.

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Monday, August 20, 2007

Ahead, full throttle then

I woke up this morning with my chronic stomach condition giving me fits, so I called in sick to work, and had a go at the news and blog rounds.

It's amazing what one gets the chance to read every day in this country.

I'm going back to bed. Hopefully this is just a bad dream, but I fear that it's actually far worse than I realize.

The rush to the inevitable continues, unabated. I'm needing to put together my list of shit to get and do it before the great disaster strikes.

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Monday, August 13, 2007

Marko, on "gun buybacks"

I am a semi-regular reader of Marko Kloos (He's a Krauter expat married to an American, whereas it's the other way around for me.), and he almost always has a few good words to say, and in particular, this bit about how...

"Earnest politicians and eager law enforcement brass congregate in front of a bunch of cameras, and pat themselves on the back for sponsoring an event that'll improve public safety, "get guns off the street", and make the violent crime rate plummet."

Which, of course, makes them nothing more than,

..."a bunch of fluffy crap."

Fucking priceless.

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Friday, August 10, 2007

Henry, spinning in his grave, or...

...Ford should just toss in the fucking towel already.

Oh, just fucking, FUCK, already!

The board should fire Mulally's sorry ass immediately, if not sooner.

I've got news for whomever is listening over at Ford Motor Co.; the heritage of your company is based in a little maxim that I heard several years ago that rings true, to me at least;

"Ford has the distinction of being a truck company that also happens to build cars."

Being a Ford product owner myself (vintage, nothing "new"), I have the Blue Oval Blood thing and some strong feelings about this. Just about all of them can be summed up with the general feel of rage. I mean, what does it take for an utter buffoon like that guy to summarily shoot himself in the foot by attempting to brainwash people into thinking that the damn Gummint has some secret strategy for ending the supposed "energy problem" that we aren't having, by way of taxing the shit out of a widely available consumable.


I could say lots more, but I'll refrain for now.

Via Billy Beck.

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Monday, August 06, 2007

Greenwashing, Part III

God help us.

What is it with these people?

Plugging the damn thing in to the grid is suppose to "reduce emissions by up to 70% for the first fifty miles," as the article states, but I'm quite sure that is complete bullshit, as that figure is no doubt something that is selectively picked from the entire stream of pollution that the process of producing and powering the damn thing creates.

The hard science can not be refuted on this. Fundamentals of physics (thermodynamics, entropy) will not allow for the claims they are making to actually work. All kinds of losses in the conversion of one form of energy to another that are being actively ignored! The education (lack of, actually) of people is astounding these days.

Rome is burning and all these dolts want to do is throw more dung on the fire! Cultural suicide, as Toynbee once wrote.


A pox on all of them.

Fuck it. The show is coming to a close on this whole shitbox pretty soon anyway, and I'm now fairly certain that it's going up in a great big funeral pyre in about 2 years time.

I'm preparing my lawn chair location for the ensuing madness that will follow. I'm going to watch it all and get in a few pot-shots and enjoy a beer while things sinks.

All good things, and all that shit.

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Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Irony, Barack, look it up for me, will ya?

Caught the headline this morning;

Obama says he might send troops to Pakistan
Oh shit! I mean... let the hilarity ensue!

Please, can I get a "John Kerry wannabe" out of someone out there? I'm dying over here!

A classic, in the vein of the pot and kettle throwing spittle about, Barack Obama ends up with the taste of shoe leather in his mouth. Hey, Barack, in case you hadn't heard, you're not the President, so you're not going to be able to do that bit quite yet, and hopefully never at all. Ever.

Who, just a few days ago, was saying something about pulling out our troops from Iraq, or isn't that what he's been harping about for quite a while now? I get the Donks so confused, what with their continual vacillating and all.

What a fucking Dolt!

Go ahead DNC, nominate that fucker, pretty please, with sugar on top. He'll get his ass handed to him by some schmuck empty-suit that the Pachs will no doubt muster. It is all quite laughable, innit?

*Walks away snickering*

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