Tuesday, July 31, 2012

A Double Standard

It occurs to me I haven't really done a post in a while in the theme of the blog namesake.  So let's go grab some low hanging fruit (it's usually the ripest anyway).

Ann Romney torched as elitist 1%'er for wearing a $990 t-shirt.  Michelle Obama wears $6,800 jacket to Olympics: ZOMG SHE IS SO STYLISH AND SUPPORTS NEW YORK BUSINESS.

I begrudge neither person for their lavish tastes*.  I just want both to be treated the same**. 

*Because they both used their earned wealth to buy a product, right? /Looks at Michelle, winks coyly.


Here's your musical interlude for the week, "Ocean Size" by Jane's Addiction.

Off to LBI for another cobia chase.

Friday, July 27, 2012

A Gift to Romney

That idiot still thinks it's wise to not use the teleprompter.  Please let this be true.  After two weeks of "You didn't build that" and "It works"....

One can only imagine what that decision process looked like:

VALERIE JARRETT: Ok people we need to tell him.  YOU IN THE RED SHIRT...what's your name?  I don't care.  Go advise the President we feel that he should stay on teleprompter for the good of the campaign.

/Visibly nervous Advisor 1 approaches the President.

ADVISOR 1: Mr. President we think you should go back to using the teleprompter.

NAPOLEON: But I like connecting with people.  When I walk around it makes me seem more personable. Everyone is looking at me and smiling.  Nobody else talks but me.  And are you doubting my oratory ability?  Why, I can communicate with anything.  Watch this:

/gives 15 minute speech on the meaning of the word "that" to pigeon

/pigeon dies

NAPOLEON: And that's why we need to raise taxes on the top 1% of birds.  The lower classes of bird can't afford proper health care leading to massive deficits that I inherited through a bad luck Japanese tsunami thingamajig.  It's not fair.  Look at those Eagles.  They fly so high on wings other people built for them.  Where was I?

ADVISOR 1: The teleprompter, Sir.  The point is...


/takes out kill list
/writes name down
/takes three steps back

/takes pebble out of pocket
/strokes lovingly

VALERIE JARRETT: You are the greatest orator of all time.  You do not need a teleprompter.

NAPOLEON: I am the greatest orator of all time.  I do not need a teleprompter.  DO YOU SEE I JUST CAME UP WITH THAT.

ADVISOR 2: Yes Sir.


Thursday, July 26, 2012

Ad Wars

Worth a gander:

A pretty solid add from top to bottom.  It captured the most relevant  highlights in a 30 second spot.  A few notes:
  • Instead of "I am going to vote Republican" I would have simply stated "I am not voting Democrat this election".  Just put it out there that it's fine to look at other options.  For potential  Nader effect.  Let Romney add onto the point in his own commercial.
  • I would have added the national debt numbers during the economic rundown.
  • The picture of Napoleon shooting mind-bullets at Bibby is perfect.  Maybe I would have added the "flexibility" gaffe.
  • Maybe throw in there that Napoleon is diverting funds to the Palestinians.
  • Fear mongering?  I don't think so.  Ask Israel about the very real threat it faces every day.
I've long said Israel will not survive in its current state if Napoleon gets elected again.  Drive that point home from now until November and let's see what happens.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

The Good Doctor

I devoured every Hunter Thompson book I could find in my teens and kept going well into my 20's.  It was the way he wrote; the metaphors he used would sink in and stay there even after one was finished reading any of his works. He was pro-gun, pro-drug, and an untamed all-pro freak that any hormone addled kid adored.  There was nobody truly like him, unless PT Barnum had a child with a wolverine made of gunpowder.

I remember the morning he killed himself.  I was a little sad.  I always wanted to meet him.  But we all had long known it was coming.  My clue was that he was half-assedly writing for Page 2 on ESPN.com.  There was nothing there.  No connection.  Weak sauce.

And so he killed himself.  As per his orders, he was cremated and shot out of a cannon.  Which, of course, made me admire the guy even more.

Tonight I watched GONZO: The Life and Work of Dr. Hunter S. Thompson.  Thoroughly enjoyable until the details of the McGovern primary came out.

Thompson invented a story that McGovern's rival, Edmund Muskie, was on ibogaine and was under treatment of a radical Brazilian doctor.  Rolling Stone ran with it.  It left Muskie in shambles.

What was disturbing is the complacency of Rolling Stone and the members of the journalist community.  Actually, it wasn't complacency as everyone interviewed seemed to have rather enjoyed it.  They destroyed a guy's career on a lie and got off on it.

More disturbing that Thompson stacked the deck so his boy would win.  He lied.  I thought Thompson had some integrity.

In the beginning of the documentary he was being interviewed about Hell's Angels.  One of the members actually confronts him about supposed lies, and it's shrugged off because this guy is scum and The Good Doctor obviously gave an accurate portrayal.  Was the biker lying, or was Thompson?


I'm running out of people to look up to.

I will still reread his work, but it just won't be as enjoyable.  It won't make me feel like I'm 20 and about to explode.

Well, at least Rolling Stone is still killing music and blatantly carrying water for favored political entities, so my faith in them remains unchanged.

Friday, July 20, 2012

Full Retard, Part 2

ed-this post was created before the incredible tragedy last night in Colorado.  Our thoughts and prayers go out to those who are enduring the unthinkable at this time.

This article by Paul Waldman is representative of the spin from Napoleon's epic gaffe. Onto the highlights:

"Mitt Romney is, without doubt, a representative of contemporary capitalism, a spectacularly rich financier who got his money not by making things but by buying and selling companies, exploiting leverage, and a whole bunch of other things folks like you and me will never have the privilege of understanding."

With the first line of the article we get this: Mitt Romney made money via capitalism.  He didn't make "things" (ed-he made profit for the company he worked for).  I love how the author states he didn't make "things" but in the same line says he did a whole "bunch of other things" us common folk will never have the privilege of understanding.  Translation: I don't understand capitalism or what Mitt Romney did but he didn't make anything except profit-things that I don't understand and you can't either peon LET'S KILL HIM WITH FIRE.

"By now, we can all agree that a large portion of the Republican party has created in their minds an imaginary Barack Obama, one who is either a literal or philosophical foreigner (Romney has begun dropping the word "foreign" in as often as he can when discussing Obama), who hates America.

Napoleon is pushing the United States into Greek economics.  This is not imaginary.

Does Napoleon love America?  Well, he got elected via propaganda pushed by Paul Walman and his ilk.  If idiots like this properly vetted Napoleon, we'd most likely have a second President Clinton.  So yeah, I'm pretty sure Napoleon loves America.  And it's golf courses ZING.

"Which brings us to the word "that.""

Really?  Clinton allusion?  That's a punchline now, BTW.

"If you've been to a Mitt Romney speech in the last day or so, or if you've watched Fox News or listened to conservative talk radio, or even if you've watched some mainstream news, you would have heard that Barack Obama said that people who own businesses didn't actually build their businesses."


"Only a secret socialist could say such a thing"

I don't think it's a secret. Not many other people see it as a secret.  Because as a once great wide receiver said, "If it looks like a rat..." But whatever pushes the "conspiracy nutjob" angle.

"When this quote worked its way up from the conservative media to the Romney campaign, they knew they had something."

Assuming this statement is true, ever wonder why it had to "work" it's way up?

"Sure, it's obvious that when Obama said "you didn't build that" he was talking about roads and bridges. But who cares? You can take that one sentence out of context, lie about what "that" in the quote refers to, and you've got evidence of Obama's America-hating heart."

Sure, it's obvious that one can take "you didn't build that" and theorize that Napoleon was talking about roads and bridges.  But that's only if you take that one sentence out of context.

Let's look at the context: "There was a great teacher somewhere in your life. Somebody helped to create this unbelievable American system that we have that allowed you to thrive. Somebody invested in roads and bridges. If you’ve got a business -- you didn’t build that. Somebody else made that happen."  Uh...yeah.  Napoleon is stating that the individual business owner didn't build their business.  As in the entrepreneur had 0% involvement in making their company a success.

I also find it interesting that Napoleon can connect a great teacher with success, given the state of our public school system.

O, and note the "that allowed you to thrive" comment.  Just sayin'.

More context can be found here.

"And yes, it is a lie, a word I use carefully. Romney and the people who work for him know full well what Obama was and wasn't saying. But they decided to go ahead and engage in an act of intentional deception anyway, and I'm sure he'll be repeating it many times."

Other words used carefully: "racism", "war on women", "disenfranchise".

I'm pretty sure Romney and the rest of us know exactly what the President is saying.  This is why Napoleon was quoted.  It's interesting that the pushback falls along the line of "he didn't say that" when yeah, that's exactly what he said.

"There's actually a discussion to be had about the radical individualism that has taken over the conservative movement, which Obama was responding to in his speech."

"Radical individualism"?  The use of the term "radical" provides insight to the incredible resentment the author has for the individual.  It's better than the hive-minded idiocy inherent to the leftist collective on full display.

"But the deeper into this campaign we go, the more it becomes clear that we'll never know what Romney really believes about anything. And he may not be the most dishonest presidential candidate we've ever seen, but give him time—he's working on it."

Three years ago, the nation was given a candidate who was an empty slate.  But he could sure read off a teleprompter.  It is clear to many of us now what Napoleon really believes.

  • The Napoleon campaign gets no poll bounce from the Bain attacks.  The tax transparency argument isn't doing much.  Napoleon goes off teleprompter, Romney pounces, and the media fluffers immediately begin whining.
  • And they will keep whining.  Because if these numbers had to be addressed...
  • Anne Romney was attacked, misquoted, then subsequently attacked for the misquote.  Crickets.
  • Double Standard Industries fully expects Democrat attacks to devolve into "Yo Momma" jokes.  Then "You So Ugly".  Then there will be pointing, grunting, howls, and clenched fists.  Feces may be thrown.
  • The only bad news for the Republicans is that Napoleon will not be going off teleprompter again.  Pity when an individual can't do it on his own.
  • I made my second campaign contribution to Romney this week.  As WC Fields said, "I never voted for somebody".
  • I stole the format of this article from the now defunct Fire Joe Morgan (also see Big Daddy Drew's takedown of Peter King on a weekly basis), so I guess I really didn't build this post.
  • This article is Grade D propaganda for a President who can't be trusted by his handlers to speak his own mind.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Obama Goes Full Retard

How our president envisions entrepreneurs and the government

Everybody knows you never go full retard....

I remember Elizabeth Warren trying to posit a theory on why the government can come along and taxrape any business.  She stated that "There is nobody in this country who got rich on his own".  She further explained that "You moved your goods to market on the roads the rest of us paid for. You hired workers the rest of us paid to educate. You were safe in your factory because of police-forces and fire-forces that the rest of us paid for. You didn’t have to worry that marauding bands would come and seize everything at your factory — and hire someone to protect against this — because of the work the rest of us did.... part of the underlying social contract is, you take a hunk of that and pay forward for the next kid who comes along.”

Contract?  So by Warren's logic, supermodels have lost rights to their bodies because they used roads and bridges to get to the gym. 

"There are a lot of wealthy, successful Americans who agree with me — because they want to give something back. They know they didn’t — look, if you’ve been successful, you didn’t get there on your own. You didn’t get there on your own. I’m always struck by people who think, well, it must be because I was just so smart. There are a lot of smart people out there. It must be because I worked harder than everybody else. Let me tell you something — there are a whole bunch of hardworking people out there.

If you were successful, somebody along the line gave you some help. There was a great teacher somewhere in your life. Somebody helped to create this unbelievable American system that we have that allowed you to thrive. Somebody invested in roads and bridges. If you’ve got a business — you didn’t build that. Somebody else made that happen." (emphasis added).

There is just so much wrong with the mindset on display.  These theories don't even pass the giggle test.  Napoleon is retarded.  It's the only explanation I can reach.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

The Freeh Report

My love for Penn State started on January 2, 1987.  It was in the Fiesta Bowl vs. Miami, a team I simply reviled from the kicker to the quarterback and even up to the head coach.  Not one single redeeming character in that organization.  The underdog PSU pulled one of the greatest upsets ever in college football and secured their second national championship.   

Beano Cook: "I had picked Penn State to win. But I was one of the only ones. A few years ago, I saw Joe at a dinner and he told me, 'To this day, I still don't know how we beat Miami.' There's always a game that every Hall of Fame coach loses and wakes up years later at 2 a.m. in a cold sweat thinking about it. For Jimmy Johnson, this was that game."

So in 1999 I enrolled at PSU.  I absorbed the culture including every book about Joe Paterno I could lay eyes on.  I even got to meet him a few times.  Even though the football team went to the basement, I still loved Joe and knew he would make the program right again.  To suggest otherwise was a punishable offense.

And I was right.  The 2005 season was one hell of a ride, starting with Joe throwing the university president out of his house and ending with a victory over Bobby Bowden in the Orange Bowl (I was there).  It was "Success with Honor", something that we as PSU alumnus try to live by.

As fans, we did admire the guy to an incredible extent.  Worship? No.  We all knew Joe had his faults.  He continually promoted his dimwitted son.  His soft zone defense that can be exposed by a marginal qb (see all losses to Michigan) and a shortened drop back.  Sticking with seniors when an underclassman with more talent was due some playing time.  We knew he had a penchant for Old Grandad whiskey.  We knew he had horrible PR; he reviled the media.  We knew he was really getting old, and for the first time he looked and acted like it.

You see, Gods have no faults.  Joe had plenty.  But somehow it made him more real, more relateable.  The guy had principles and he stuck by them.  And yes, whiskey is a principle and a fault.

Early last fall I was at a wedding and checked ESPN on my phone for a score.  The name "Sandusky" was everywhere.  The wedding venue had very poor reception, so I texted my friend, "Did Sandusky die?".  His reply: "Worse".

Sandusky was a monster.  He was every parent and child's worst nightmare.  And I hope there is a hell and he rots in it for what he did.

So we all sat numbly this past fall while the scandal snowballed.  Every new report seemed like it was a Paterno witchhunt, even though many of us thought the attention should be at other levels.  Joe did his job.  He told university officials including the head of campus police.

Then he was fired.  Then he died of lung cancer before he even got a chance to defend himself. 

The Freeh Report was released today.  I read a good portion of it.  I had to put it down.

In 1998 university officials were given notice that there was a report of Sandusky abusing a kid on campus.  The authorities dropped the case because there wasn't enough evidence.  And Joe knew of the incident.  Sandusky retired.

In 2001, a graduate assistant informed Paterno of an incident he personally witnessed one night on campus.  I can only imagine what it must be like to describe how he witnessed a good friend of Joe's sodomizing a kid in the shower.  Paterno contemplated the incident and relayed the information up the university chain of command.

When Joe relayed the information, the report states that he left out most of the graphic details as told to him.  From that point on, "boy-rape-sodomy" became "horsing around with possible genital contact".

And then Joe let the issue go.  He knew of the 1998 incident, and let the issue go.

The Freeh Report asserts "There is no indication that Spanier, Schultz, Paterno, Curley, or any other leader at Penn State made any effort to determine the identity of the child in the shower or whether the child had been harmed".

Joe issued the following statement: "I didn't know exactly how to handle it and I was afraid to do something that might jeopardize what the university procedure was.  So I backed away and turned it over to some other people, people I thought would have had a little more expertise than I did.  It didn't work out that way....In hindsight, I wish I had done more."

You see, the first quote above completely knocks down any plausibility of innocence the university might have.  Because when it came to helping the victim or covering their shame, the entire chain of evidence clearly indicates the latter was the course of action deemed proper by the university leaders.

The second quote...if you chose to believe Joe at his word, Joe is still guilty as hell.  Simply upchanneling information when a kid could have been harmed violates the personal responsibility and "kids first" attitude Joe always preached.  Especially when it isn't the first time such an incident has been brought to your attention.

And now he's dead.  Lives are ruined.  The image of PSU is destroyed.

So what do you do when your foundation falls apart?  I don't know, they didn't teach me that at college.  The worst course of action I believe that we as fans can take is to airbrush Paterno's role in this while blasting the university officials.  He was a part of it.  Pretending something didn't happen has a bad precedent around here. 

I'm exhausted.  Spencer Hall (as always) puts things in a perspective that I cannot.  Take it away, Orson:
There are ways to write about the long trail of the Sandusky case, but somewhere in this, you cross the Nancy Gracepoint. In the face of atrocity, you look for some rationale, some protocol, a straight, unbroken line in an exploded space. Take a statue down, or put one up, or suggest the insanity of foresight. Throw everything down the memory hole. Demand the NCAA, an organization with no legal or moral purview whatsoever, do insane, unjustifiable things to a team that received no on-field benefit whatsoever from this.
If you mean it, you're just anger-binging, and are well past the Gracepoint. Nothing will ever be enough, and you're half-right: nothing ever makes this better, not jail, not torture, not anything, and certainly not fury-mobbing about the mediocre, spineless evil of something so obviously spineless and evil that was still allowed to flourish thanks to the community's leaders. Good reporting literally helps put these people in jail. Horrendous editorializing does not.
If you don't believe it and write it anyway, you're just trolling for hits from the people lining up for the five minute hate. If it's the latter, good on you for finding a profitable angle in a small crashing heap of humanity's worst failures: subservience to authority above all else, cowardice, and a failure to think past your arm's laziest reach. It's an omelet of atrocities, but at least someone's finding a way to make those eggs work.
As for the statue, leave it up. It'd cost money to move it, and Penn State will need every dime they have. It's not the statue's fault, anyway. It didn't get there by itself. Going back to an earlier theme: if you're the kind of person whose emotions are ruled by erecting and then destroying graven idols, I'm not writing for the 12th century reader, and never will.
ed-received an email addressed to me and my friends:

"Man, what do you think is going to happen to PSU?

They need to start over.  Take down the Joe statue, new uniforms, helmets, and names on jerseys.  No one wants to see our "tradition"".

Point 1: PSU football should go on.  The house was cleaned, and I fail to see what onfield advantage PSU gained from an ex-coach raping kids.  Same for the ensuing coverup.  The NCAA can go....ugh the rage.

As for PSU...When we went into Iraq in 2003 we found caches of American currency all around the country.  I would think the University would be doing the same, because they are culpable.  I would think PSU's lawyer population whould have grown exponentially by now.  And this is from a guy who thinks most lawsuits for monetary compensation are frivolous.

Point 2: Are you kidding me?  The kids that don blue represent PSU, and not Joe Paterno.  Those pink jerseys turned blue decades ago, well before Joe Paterno.  They really didn't change too much under Joe, and there is no reason to change it now.

Statues commemorate triumphs as well as atrocities.  Leave it up.  Never forget what Joe did, both good and bad.

And I'm pretty sure there are worse statues of people who did unspeakable things located smack in the middle of many southern towns.

Oh and Mark May can sukkit.

Last note: between this and professor Mann's work in AGW, there just ain't much to be proud of these days.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Happy 236, America!!!

As David Burge tweeted this morning, "Do something today to enhance liberals' embarrassment for being American".

My plan: parade over in Towson, lighting fireworks off my roof deck (with Ft. McHenry in the background), hanging my flag, and starting a "U-S-A" chant.  May even incorporate some nice Kentucky whiskey.  Seems safe.

I also reread the Constitution this morning.  It's long.  Will read the Declaration of Independence this afternoon.

Happy 4th, everyone!

Tuesday, July 3, 2012


Read this over at Althouse last week:

"Can't sleep.

A little over ten years ago, I had an epiphany at work. I was struggling until I suddenly realized that I was not, as I had imagined, a professional, but an employee.

And my eyes opened, and I understood.
The employee game is an easy one to play, unless you don't know you're playing it.

So with the ACA ruling came a similarly uncomfortable epiphany.

I was the rube.
I was the patsy.

Like the die-hard Cubs fan, always waiting for the conservatives to win, I hoped.

But then Roberts ruled, and my eyes opened, and I understood.

All that kabuki about conservative undercurrents in Washington was complete and utter bullshit. It was all of a piece, just different players jockeying for position.

And I was the idiot, believing there was some chance of reversion to ancient times.

Instead of a professional, I am an employee.
Instead of a citizen, I am a serf.
And the serf game is an easy one; its rules are old and easily learned. Bow and scrape, basically. Get yours.

My apologies for having misled anyone otherwise."

This was from reader Pogo, whom I linked to back in March during the Obamatax oral arguments.

Ever since reading his thoughts, I can't get this out of my head:

It's a bit like "Close Encounters of the Third Kind".  Can't quite figure out what it means, other than I really love the Simpsons pre 2002.

That, and I really don't like the look of those saps standing in line.