Thursday, May 31, 2012

Vacation

Heading West out to San Diego with Mrs. Drozz to celebrate our first anniversary.  Brunch at the Coronado, Kayaking in La Jolla, etc.  Can't wait!!!

See you all next week.

Monday, May 28, 2012

Memorial Day

No politics today.

Happy Memorial Day to all from the household Drozz.  Go grill.

If you see a Vet today, please take time to thank them.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

When Nobody Strikes

From Book IX of The Odyssey:
"'Look here, Cyclops,' said I, you have been eating a great deal of man's flesh, so take this and drink some wine, that you may see what kind of liquor we had on board my ship. I was bringing it to you as a drink-offering, in the hope that you would take compassion upon me and further me on my way home, whereas all you do is to go on ramping and raving most intolerably. You ought to be ashamed yourself; how can you expect people to come see you any more if you treat them in this way?'

"He then took the cup and drank. He was so delighted with the taste of the wine that he begged me for another bowl full. 'Be so kind,' he said, 'as to give me some more, and tell me your name at once. I want to make you a present that you will be glad to have. We have wine even in this country, for our soil grows grapes and the sun ripens them, but this drinks like nectar and ambrosia all in one.'

"I then gave him some more; three times did I fill the bowl for him, and three times did he drain it without thought or heed; then, when I saw that the wine had got into his head, I said to him as plausibly as I could: 'Cyclops, you ask my name and I will tell it you; give me, therefore, the present you promised me; my name is Nobody; this is what my father and mother and my friends have always called me.'

"But the cruel wretch said, 'Then I will eat all Nobody's comrades before Nobody himself, and will keep Nobody for the last. This is the present that I will make him.'

As he spoke he reeled, and fell sprawling face upwards on the ground. His great neck hung heavily backwards and a deep sleep took hold upon him. Presently he turned sick, and threw up both wine and the gobbets of human flesh on which he had been gorging, for he was very drunk. Then I thrust the beam of wood far into the embers to heat it, and encouraged my men lest any of them should turn faint-hearted. When the wood, green though it was, was about to blaze, I drew it out of the fire glowing with heat, and my men gathered round me, for heaven had filled their hearts with courage. We drove the sharp end of the beam into the monster's eye, and bearing upon it with all my weight I kept turning it round and round as though I were boring a hole in a ship's plank with an auger, which two men with a wheel and strap can keep on turning as long as they choose. Even thus did we bore the red hot beam into his eye, till the boiling blood bubbled all over it as we worked it round and round, so that the steam from the burning eyeball scalded his eyelids and eyebrows, and the roots of the eye sputtered in the fire. As a blacksmith plunges an axe or hatchet into cold water to temper it- for it is this that gives strength to the iron- and it makes a great hiss as he does so, even thus did the Cyclops' eye hiss round the beam of olive wood, and his hideous yells made the cave ring again. We ran away in a fright, but he plucked the beam all besmirched with gore from his eye, and hurled it from him in a frenzy of rage and pain, shouting as he did so to the other Cyclopes who lived on the bleak headlands near him; so they gathered from all quarters round his cave when they heard him crying, and asked what was the matter with him.

"'What ails you, Polyphemus,' said they, 'that you make such a noise, breaking the stillness of the night, and preventing us from being able to sleep? Surely no man is carrying off your sheep? Surely no man is trying to kill you either by fraud or by force?

"But Polyphemus shouted to them from inside the cave, 'Nobody is killing me by fraud! Nobody is killing me by force!'

"'Then,' said they, 'if no man is attacking you, you must be ill; when Jove makes people ill, there is no help for it, and you had better pray to your father Neptune.'

"Then they went away, and I laughed inwardly at the success of my clever stratagem, but the Cyclops, groaning and in an agony of pain, felt about with his hands till he found the stone and took it from the door; then he sat in the doorway and stretched his hands in front of it to catch anyone going out with the sheep, for he thought I might be foolish enough to attempt this. 

...Then, when I had got as far out as my voice would reach, I began to jeer at the Cyclops.

"'Cyclops,' said I, 'you should have taken better measure of your man before eating up his comrades in your cave. You wretch, eat up your visitors in your own house? You might have known that your sin would find you out, and now Jove and the other gods have punished you.'

"He got more and more furious as he heard me, so he tore the top from off a high mountain, and flung it just in front of my ship so that it was within a little of hitting the end of the rudder. The sea quaked as the rock fell into it, and the wash of the wave it raised carried us back towards the mainland, and forced us towards the shore. But I snatched up a long pole and kept the ship off, making signs to my men by nodding my head, that they must row for their lives, whereon they laid out with a will. When we had got twice as far as we were before, I was for jeering at the Cyclops again, but the men begged and prayed of me to hold my tongue.

"'Do not,' they exclaimed, 'be mad enough to provoke this savage creature further; he has thrown one rock at us already which drove us back again to the mainland, and we made sure it had been the death of us; if he had then heard any further sound of voices he would have pounded our heads and our ship's timbers into a jelly with the rugged rocks he would have heaved at us, for he can throw them a long way.'

"But I would not listen to them, and shouted out to him in my rage, 'Cyclops, if any one asks you who it was that put your eye out and spoiled your beauty, say it was the valiant warrior Ulysses, son of Laertes, who lives in Ithaca.'

ed-full disclosure, benskott114 beat me to the concept.  saw his comment over on legalinsurrection after i posted this. 

My Twitter Account: Suspended

Posting with the hashtag #describeobamainthreewords.

This should be interesting.

update 1- went here for help.  Looking at other options.  Also going through the twitter bureaucracy.  Me no like the gulag

update 2- had acess to my account, tweets, followers, etc.  Just couldn't post anything.  Account is back to being suspended.

update 3- advice from commenter Hank DeCat over on Twitchy.
"Only(sic) to start a new account (get a new, free email address via hotmail or gmail), start following people you used to & tweet them directly to tell them your situation -- everyone is usually good about spreading the word to get you new followers/refresh your memory on who you were following. Make sure you tweet @freechrisloesch directly too -- that isn't Chris Loesch's account, but that guy tries to keep track of all users who have been sent to Twittergulag. Meanwhile, as you set up your new account, follow the steps MM has already laid out to get your old account un-suspended. here:
http://twitchy.com/2012/05/21/the-twittergulag-saga-continues-gopfirecracker-suspended-others-still-trapped/
My old account was suspended almost 2 weeks ago -- I did not break even ONE of the Twitter TOS. That account is still suspended (despite following above steps), but my new account is up & running fine so far."

So it looks like the best move is to start a new twitter account.  Looks like something I should be doing after work.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Saturday Morning Warmup Music

Cleaning, shopping, traveling, grilling.

Good starting music provided by Jane's Addiciton:



Please note at 1:31ish Fishbone makes an appearance.

Lastly, thanks again for everyone who came out and supported BKD.

Friday, May 25, 2012

Brett Kimberlin Day

Hollywood has done a great job over the years giving us monsters.  Frankenstein, zombies, demons, all creatures supernatural.  The first and second Alien movies particularly terrorized me as a child (can't wait for Prometheus).

They've also given us more realistic monsters; Max Cady in Cape Fear springs to mind.  Hannibal Lector, who was loosely based on several serial killers including William Coyne.  Sean Miller in Patriot Games. You get the picture.

Still, it was just a movie.

When you grow up and have a family, the most frightening movies are the ones you can imagine actually transpiring on what you value most.  The HBO series Oz personally represents the vanguard of terror because someone with a little time, motivation, and intelligence can destroy your world.

And that's why people like Brett Kimberlin need to be exposed.

Imagine it's one in the morning, and a swat team shows up at your door.  In front of your neighbors, you are cuffed, your wife manhandled, and your kids scared witless.  All because someone placed a crank call to the police to get you "swatted".

Imagine getting fired because a convicted terrorist called your employers with false complaints.  You get fired not because of the false complaints, but because a terrorist is calling your place of employment.

Imagine your wife getting fired for the same.

Imagine your wife being threatened at her work, and having to move.

Imagine being harassed with multiple frivolous lawsuits and being bankrupted.

Imagine that these monsters are enabled by people like Barbara Streisand.

Now imagine that the only reason this happened is because you chose to exercise freedom of speech.

These things are happening.  Patterico has the best scoop so far, and I urge everyone to take the twenty minutes or so to read the summary of events.

Every tweet today will have #brettkimberlin attached.  Every comment on nonblog websites will have #brettkimberlin mentioned. 

And if you have a chance, hit the tip jar on Stacy McCain's blog.

Update: a fund has been set up for bloggers affected by this parasite.  Please donate.
-The Management

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Midweek Musical Interlude

Making their second appearance on this bolg, the Gorrilaz





...get the cool shoeshine.

That'll do it 'till Friday, aka "Brett Kimberlin gets a little more infamous" day.

Another Evolution

Susan B. Anthony (who got a raw deal in the coin department), Elizabeth Stanton, and  countless others struggled their entire lives so that women could obtain the right to vote.  In the process, the suffragettes were countered by the likes of Queen Victoria,Tammany Hall, Southern Democrats, Annie Oakley, etc.

About a century ago the suffragettes' dreams came to fruition; the 19th Amendment was passed, and women obtained the right to vote. 

Fast forward one hundred years:



...and then there's this:

“S.E. Cupp is a lovely young lady who read too much Ayn Rand in high school and ended up joining the dark side,” the caption reads. “Cupp, an author and media commentator who often shows up on Fox News programs, is undeniably cute. But her hotness is diminished when she espouses dumb ideas like defunding Planned Parenthood. Perhaps the method pictured here is Ms. Cupp’s suggestion for avoiding an unwanted pregnancy.”

Both events happened within 36 hours of each other.

Women are still being attacked by for not thinking the right way.  This is what the war on women looks like.  If you don't have the same beliefs and aspirations of the Pelosi/Wasserman-Schultz cadre, you are fair game.

update: Planned Parenthood actually stood up for S.E. Cupp.  Some girl named Sandra Fluke gave some weird, disjonted tweet in support.  Maybe there is hope.

Monday, May 21, 2012

A Request

If you have a chance, please head over to Allergic to Bull and read the last few posts.  It's tragic that a convicted felon/terrorist can be paid off to intimidate opposition. 

Also interesting to note Babs Streisand has funded this thug.  I plan to let her know via twitter.

Behold the fist of liberal fascism

Friday, May 18, 2012

New Stuff

Michelle Malkin requested it, so I got into twitter this week (@psudrozz).  It's addicting.

Especially when the hashtag games start.  My favorite was #lowerunderobama.  Other favorites included #obamaboatnames, #morepopularthantheobamabudget and #3wordcommencementspeeches.

Everyone enjoy your weekends.  That's an order.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

So Long Baltimore, and Thanks for all the Crab

My wife and I were looking to purchase a house in the Canton area of Baltimore.  We know property taxes are high, but if we found the right place at the right price some of the costs would be offset.  We actually found the place on Monday.  We were going to make a bid on Friday.

And then this happenned. (h/t iowahawk.  ALL HAIL IOWAHAWK).

I am just thankful we have this kind of mobility.

So screw you Maryland.  We wanted to invest.  Nevermore.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Musical Interlude

Provided by The White Stripes, from Under Great White Northern Lights:



...to keep yer heart rate up




The documentary is well worth the buy.  Even though the last 5 minutes get...awkward.

Still am eternally grateful I had the chance to see them in concert.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Gay Marriage

Ah...sweet, sweet, misdirection.

So Napoleon finally "evolved".  Besides this being another politically convenient flip-flop, here's my issue: this isn't evolution. 

This is evolution:

Please note that in the above picture, we go from left to right ending at a current state.

Given Napoleon's public stance on gay marriage, evolution in the above illustration would start  at the far right (1996, "unequivocal support for gay marriage"), then drifts back a step (1998, "undecided"), then seemingly slides back (2004; for civil unions but not for gay marriage), then falls completely to the beginning (2008 one man one woman = marriage), and then somehow ends up back at the far right (2012, LOOKIT ME EVOLVED GAY MARRIAGE GOOD).

Look, I have no problem with people changing their mind after consideration.  But this is merely transparent, spineless pandering for more election wampum.

And on top of that, Napoleon can't even use the term "evolve" properly.  More proof that this regime is anti-science.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

My Flight Home

My flight was delayed out of Vegas last night, forcing me to miss my Boston connector to Baltimore.  Luckily, there was a plane leaving for DC (Reagan-DCA) that was held up and I was able to jump on.  Even got my own row near the front.

Behind me sat an Australian and an American.  They loudly struck up conversation.  At one point, the Aussie had some questions about our political system.  The American informed the Aussie he was a low level staffer for "one of the richest Senators".  Given the description provided and that we were rolling out of Boston, I think Kerry might be a safe assumption.

And I give the staffer credit, he did start off the explanation with his leanings and gave a rather thorough explanation on how the three branches worked.

And then things turned onto Obama.  The staffer admitted that he has fallen well below expectations only because the expectations were so high, and he really got "tons of f-ing stuff done", like the stimulus which "nobody really f-ing read" but was cool because of an educational grant competition.. 

Oh, and it was explained that America's international image was rescued by Obama.

So yeah, I was gripping my armrests tightly.

Then the Tea Party came up.  The staffer said that all Senators hated (his words, not mine) the Tea Party because they were non-compromising obstructionists.  He explained that the Tea Party "...just didn't understand how things typically got done in our government".

That last statement really made me smile.

update: AND LUGAR GOES DOWN.  Smile just got noticeably bigger.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Blogging Roundup (aka "Blogger Constipation Happens")

May and June are a nightmare of first world problems for the family Drozz.  Weddings, anniversaries, dog birthdays, bachelor parties, and, of course, hockey playoffs.  So apologies if the drek is reduced to a trickle.

May Day
Yesterday was May Day, or at PSU "a gentle reminder cinco de Mayo approaches".  However, I do remember as a kid in the 80's watching coverage of the parades in Lenin Square, and am aware of it's importance to the socialist movement.  Hence why I don't care about it ("Labor Day" suites me just fine).

A little over a year ago, I started reading The Volokh Conspiracy.  About 8 months ago, I actually started understanding it.  Regardless, Volokh hit on something yesterday that caught my eye: make May Day into "Victims of Communism" day.  Take it away, Ilya Somin:

"May Day began as a holiday for socialists and labor union activists, not just communists. But over time, the date was taken over by the Soviet Union and other communist regimes and used as a propaganda tool to prop up their regimes. I suggest that we instead use it as a day to commemorate those regimes’ millions of victims. The authoritative Black Book of Communism estimates the total at 80 to 100 million dead, greater than that caused by all other twentieth century tyrannies combined. We appropriately have a Holocaust Memorial Day. It is equally appropriate to commemorate the victims of the twentieth century’s other great totalitarian tyranny. And May Day is the most fitting day to do so. I suggest that May Day be turned into Victims of Communism Day….
The main alternative to May 1 is November 7, the anniversary of the communist coup in Russia. However, choosing that date might be interpreted as focusing exclusively on the Soviet Union, while ignoring the equally horrendous communist mass murders in China, Camobodia, and elsewhere. So May 1 is the best choice."

One would have to be blind to not see how other -isms, say Capitalism, have also produced inhumane death and murder worldwide.  But compared to the socialist/fascist/communist alliance we saw last century, all of said -isms pale in comparison.

And if you don't like Capitalism, stay away from it's fruits.  Like technology.  And when we resist technology, we end like this:

Metaphorical "Forward"

Speaking of May Day tributes: go check out Long or Short Capital's "Quotes Entirely Relevant to Investing".  Like this gem:

"My own country is hopeless. It was almost better under the czars. At least the czar didn’t have to strain his empty head over a lot of theory. Lenin took whatever he could understand of Marx’s theory and used it to his own advantage, and Stalin took whatever he could understand of Lenin’s theory (which wasn’t much) and used it to his own advantage. The narrower a man’s intellectual grasp, the more power he is able to grab in this country."
-Boris from The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

Next segue: predictably, the Occupiers used May Day to try and do...something somewhere blah blah blah nobody cares.  The worse part is, as their numbers shrink the hardcores will become more desperate and crank up the violence.

Speaking of Occupiers: Their alleged "intellectual creator" Elizabeth Warren claims to be Native American. Was it to get at that sweet casino loot?  No, but she did claim minority status on her application to Harvard for professorship.  Warren's rationale was that unproven 1/32 Native American ancestry qualifies.  Why did she claim said status?  Couldn't tell you, but my opinion is that law schools tend to favor "diversity" in faculty selections.  Do a quick search of "Harvard Law Review Presidents who don't publish" for further proof.

To me, it's an integrity issue.  Warren's track record strongly suggests she acts out of self promotion as priority.

And of course, George Zimmerman is still white (#obligatory).

Speaking of the Harvard Community: President Napoleon continues his Spike the Football campaign. I give him credit for not calling the operation off.  And that's it.  Because a short memo released from the CIA Director Panetta reveals everything you need to know:

"Received phone call from (National Security Adviser) Tom Donilon who stated that the President made a decision with regard to AC1 [Abbottabad Compound 1]. The decision is to proceed with the assault. The timing, operational decision making and control are in Admiral McRaven's hands. The approval is provided on the risk profile presented to the President. Any additional risks are to be brought back to the President for his consideration. The direction is to go in and get bin Laden and if he is not there, to get out. Those instructions were conveyed to Admiral McRaven at approximately 10:45 a.m"

Translation: Go ahead, McRaven.  But if this thing mucks up due to unforeseen circumstances your career is over.

Way to go out on a limb for the troops, Napoleon.

Anyhooo, it's a year later and..well, given the general state of things it's really the only thing the President can celebrate. 

Speaking of Overly-PC Blowhards: Don Savage on bullying:




Using the anti-bully pulpit to expound on one's personal stereotypes of Christianity, conservatism, the GOP, etc, to further aggrandize oneself is just deplorable.  Bully to the kids who walked out.

The creators of South Park, whether they know it or not, just proved how smart and insightful they really are.  Observe their take on the anti-bullying folk in S16/Ep05, "Butterballs" (link on South Park Studios went down but will be back up 5/11.  Apologies.)

And that's it.  Vegas, ho!