Thursday, September 30, 2004
Change My Diaper, Please
I am not going to watch the debate this evening. There isn’t much point. The candidates are not really debating and they answer any question that they want to not just the ones asked.
The moderators are all MSM-types. They are not from the 21st Century. Bob Schieffer and Jim Lehrer are old fossils. These are the last people that should be asking questions, except of their attendants in the assisted-living facility.
I would like to see someone like Michael Savage or Al Franken (despite the fact that he is a socialist pig) quiz the candidates. It would be interesting. Very interesting.
Tim Russert? Fat, slow-witted and smug.
Chrissy-boy Matthews? He shouts. He’s fat. And, he’s very smug.
O’Reilly? Left-wing sissy boy lookin’ out for himself.
We need to have a goddamn psychopath ask the questions.
Mr. Stern: Senator Kerry, At what age did you decide to become a gigolo?
Senator Kerry: I, er, I've always liked my 57 varieties....
Update: I watched the debate and was bored. No gaffes. No streakers. No soy bombs.
I’m Not A Celebrity, Get Me Out Of Here
Why on earth does anyone pay attention to actors, actresses, musicians, artists, etc. as regards politics, world affairs, medicine, alar, and the pitching staff of the New York Yankees?
Most of them are complete idiots; and, they love reminding us of it.
Take that ugly creature from the bowels of
Because there are too many entertainment reporters willing to listen to this loathsome hag, not to mention the great unwashed that get their news from the likes of Mary Hart and Pat O’Brien.
How about Cameron Diaz telling viewers not to vote if they support rape? And, the fat billionaires host does nothing to challenge this.
Now, is Ms. Diaz telling us that people who don’t vote support rape? Or, is she suggesting that one of the two major candidates supports rape and, by staying home, the pro-rape candidate may win?
Which one of the two is she talking about? I would guess John Kerry, since he has already admitted to war crimes.
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Are We Dead Yet?
The Mainstream Media is getting ready to enter the hospice. New York Times reporter Phillip Shenon allegedly tipped off a terrorist fund-raising charity about a raid by the feds. The New York Times denies this, of course. Jayson Blair, Dan Rather, Stephen Glass, Blah, Blah, Blah; the list goes on and on. These guys are bent on fucking us all the hell over. Don’t think for a minute that they’d have a problem with sharia law as long as they could keep doing their thing.
This alleged tip-off happened in December 2001, just two months after our country was attacked by terrorists.
What kind of scumbag would someone have to be to do this? Don’t they want them caught? Don’t they want safety? Or, is more important to keep the terrorists going in order to have a story? Or, does the reporter so hate Americans that he wanted to help them? I don't even want to get into the question of what sort of government lackey would leak this to the socialist press.
There are a lot of questions that need to be answered here.
The New York Times is a rag, a goddamn awful rag. Publisher Pinch Sulzberger is a common thief who “stole” land from taxpayers in order to build his new Evil Empire on
CBS is no better. Lyin’ Dan Rather is a Democratic Party fund-raiser. Bob Schieffer, who looks like the end product of two close relatives having sexual relations, is to the left of Red Dan. And, as for Uncle Walter….Forget it. It’s hopeless. These guys are so self-destructive that it would take a miracle to save them. Perhaps, the fascists at the FEC will try to put bloggers out of business.
The future is Talk Radio and the Internet. Both are immediate. The MSM is a goner. The universities will be next. Old time leftist scum like Plagerin’ Larry Tribe and Copyin’ Doris Kearns Goodwin will see that it self-destructs.Just sit back in your La-Z-Boy, pop open a cold one and log on.
Count Your Fingers, Jack
Straw told the BBC that the “serious disagreement between the two countries did not justify being ‘discourteous or rude’.”
Mugabe is a killer. He is one of the worst criminals on the world stage. And, Jack Straw doesn’t want to be “discourteous or rude”?
Straw (isn’t Jack Straw a stupid name?) could have scored major points by telling Mugabe to “Go to Hell” or “Drop Dead” or “I hope your prostate swells up to the size of a beachball, you vicious piece of elephant shit.”
That would have been the right thing to do.
There’s a story about Joe DiMaggio and the Yankees meeting RFK in the Mid-Sixties. RFK worked his way through the line, shaking hands as he went along. When Baby Brother got to The Yankee Clipper, Joe D stepped back. It sent a message: You are unworthy of respect.
Thirteen More Payments And I Own The Focus Outright
Driving back to NYC on Sunday Night, I passed a new Chevy Cavalier. What an ugly, uninspiring piece of autoshit. Obviously, this car for unsuccessful insurance salesmen was developed after a series of focus groups. There is a reason that thinking-Americans want nothing to do with GM or Ford products (save the F-150 and the Corvette): their products are boring. If Americans want fast, thrilling cars, they have to go foreign. Nothing that General Motors puts out can match a BMW Z4, a Chrysler 300C (Face it, Chrysler is German) or a Porsche Boxster. One trip to the New York Auto Show is all that is needed to convince one of this. Even American-owned foreign-based companies like Volvo, Saab and Mitsubishi are boring, boring, boring.
It was nice to see that BMW has developed a hydrogen engine that can run up to 185 mph. I’m not sure if GM or Ford are doing a damn thing along these lines but who knows if they’ll still be around in twenty years.
We can’t even get a gas-saving, dadmobile hybrid out on the market. No, GM and Ford are going to stick hybrid engines in 6000 lb behemoths so they can get 25 mpg. Meanwhile,
Christ, This Floor Is Sticky
Did you ever feel like driving a nail right into your temple? For two days, I’ve been fighting off such notions.
Sitting in a windowless room, with fucking middle-management morons, has been driving me completely freakin’ nuts!
Godalmighty, the inane drivel that comes out of goddamn suburban jerks is frightening. They don’t really say anything of consequence; however, they are fluent in business-bestseller-speak like “out of the box,” “empower” and “champion”.
“Champion”? Who the hell came up with this bullshit?
I guess my Mom “championed” eating all your vegetables when I was a kid. Osama Bin Laden is a “champion” as was Hitler.
Do you have a “strategic plan”? We all need strategic plans. How about a “mission statement”? I haven’t had a personal “mission statement” since I was sixteen and that was to fuck any girl that would have me. We have people who aren’t capable of watering plants designing “mission statements” because some bald huckster told them to do so.
Forget hate speech; we need to stop the mind-numbing bullshit that comes from big, fat slobs like Tom Peters and gets stuck in the minds of fucking idiots in ugly ties, who if they weren’t white and middle class, wouldn’t be given positions as mop-up men at a peep show.
That’s what’s ruining this country: mother-fucking idiot consultants who have never created anything worthwhile themselves brain-washing those who can’t create anything into believing that using phrases will allow them to be another Leonardo DiVinci or Donald-fucking-Trump.
Jesus, pass the Kool-Aid. I’m thirsty.
Monday, September 27, 2004
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Thursday, September 23, 2004
Let Me Make This Perfectly Clear
I want to clarify my position on broadcasting Islamo-fascist executions of our hostages. I do not propose that these tapes be screened for entertainment or titillation. Americans must understand the brutality, blood-thirstiness and evil of our fascist enemy. I think that too many people see these slimeballs as rational people who need our “understanding”.
Today’s New York Post has the British hostage tape and the possible killing of the female Italian charity workers buried behind Britney’s Spears’ “wedding”, Lil’ Kim’s security guard’s plea deal and a Staten Island man who urinated all over a video shop.
Future killings will appear next to the movie timetables.
Gabba-Gabba Hey, You Pinhead
The New York Press is running a contest to identify the cause of death of the still-living (as of this writing) Tommy Ramone; it’s a cute idea unless you happen to be Tommy Ramone. Unfortunately, these knuckleheads are running a picture of Marky. Obviously, the editors are a bunch of hair band fans. Hey, that’s my Poison tape….
I saw the Ramones a few times long after Tommy had retired. By the time of Too Tough to Die, it was over. They were just a novelty/oldies act. I wish I had been old enough to see them in the beginning. They toured with Eddie and the Hot Rods whose Quit This Town is as good as anything the boys from
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
It is nice to see Flavor Flav making a comeback. Since the goons at Viacom own both The Surreal Life and the CBS Evening News, they might capitalize on Flav’s new popularity by kicking out Lyin’ Dan and giving Mr. F. the anchor chair. BOYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
And looking at Brigitte Nielsen, Stallone has just got to be thanking God that she’s out of his life.
Populus Vult Decipi, Ergo Decipiatur
To the North, 7 World Trade is going up pretty fast. I liked the old 7
On my way to the office, I picked up a copy of today’s New York Post. The headline reads “BUTCHERS”. On page two, there is a sexual harassment story while page three celebrates the glories of the NYPD’s uniforms.<>The “BUTCHERS” story, which refers to the beheading of Jack Hensley by Muslims, is all the way back on page six.>
The next beheading of an American by Islamo-fascists will be buried even further back in the paper, perhaps page twelve or thirteen. Eventually, a beheading by Allah’s soldiers will be reduced to an inch of wire copy on page 32.<>We are becoming increasingly immune to these atrocities. >
“Oh, look, Britney Spears got married again.” “Yeah, and another American was beheaded.” “With all his money, why does Donald Trump have hair like that?” “Hey, did ya hear about those kids in
When CIA Officer William Buckley was executed in
It’s not just an American thing. The British have foiled Muslim terrorist plot after Muslim terrorist plot. In the
So, the academics chant. “Bush is Hitler.” “Rumsfeld is the Devil.” “GI Joe is a baby killer.” “It’s all Bush’s fault.” Dan Rather has told us; he believes it. The borders are open. Outsourcing is wonderful. Diversity is our religion.
Well, until Sharia replaces the constitution; then, honor murder and clitorisectomies will replace news and entertainment.
Television, which brought the horror of Muslim terrorism into every living room in
Some day, Muslims will attack again this country. We’ll feel bad about the dead. David Letterman will cry. Dateline and 20/20 will profile recovering victims. Carville and that Tucker idiot will blame each other. Frontline will explain how it was all the CIA’s fault.
We’ll watch, we’ll yawn and we’ll turn the channel. Just like in the past.<>From Serge Trikovic’s The Sword of the Prophet (page 44):>
In the flush of victory (in 627 A.D.), he (Muhammad) proceeded to attack the last Jewish tribe in
The women were subsequently raped; Muhammad chose as his concubine one Raihana bint Amr, whose father and husband were both slaughtered before her eyes hours earlier; such treatment had already been sanctioned by prophetic revelation. As for the captured husbands, fathers, sons, or brothers, the message now grew even harsher: “Take him and fetter him and expose him to hell fire. And then insert him in a chain whereof the length is seventy cubits.” Those are the lucky ones; others “will be killed or crucified, or have their hands and feet on alternate sides cut off.”
Remember this the next time the President tells you that “a great religion has been hijacked.”<>And, remember the other hijacking three years ago on that beautiful September morning.
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
A Spectacular I Can Do Without
So, we prepare. Damnit, Ridyah ought to be the target.
And, the window goes all the way to Inauguration Day.
I look out my own window and see the NASDAQ, where a handful of policemen stand guard waiting for the fascists to attack. It looks good to the tourists. But, it won’t do a damn thing if some homicidal maniac with a bomb strapped to his torso walks by. The city, three years after the atrocity is still vulnerable.
Once a week at 39th and
I’m not worried about the dishwashers and hotel maids. I’m concerned about the Islamo-fascists that are coming across our porous border. How hard would it be for another Atta to get himself a Mexican birth certificate, pay some coyote to smuggle him across the border and get a Matricular Consular in
Since we’ve made it more difficult for terrorists to come in by plane, they’ve started coming in through
Homeland Security does nothing. They don’t want to do anything. Illegal aliens are a source of cheap labor for businesses that don't give a damn about the security of the public. Time Magazine has even realized this. Asa Hutchinson, Under Secretary at DHS, knows this. He put a stop to Border Patrol raids in California.
“But these people just want to earn a living.”
I’m not buying that. Perhaps, the illegal aliens are willing to work for wages that Americans won’t. Without the competition from illegal aliens, these employers would have to offer more. However, the steady supply of illegals keeps wages down.
So, for all intents and purposes, there is no border. The Border Patrol Agent is stuck in the middle, just like the
So, the lives of Americans are put in jeopardy so we can eat cheap salads.
This country still doesn’t get it. Our lax immigration authorities allowed the September 11 hijackers to roam around this country unscathed. The continued unwillingness of administration officials to secure the border and strictly enforce immigration laws will lead to the deaths of more Americans. Then, there will be another commission featuring scumbag-politicians shirking responsibility.
When the next “spectacular attack” comes, turn on your television, dig into your iceberg lettuce and tomato salad and ask yourself how we let it happen again.
Monday, September 20, 2004