I do enjoy mocking self-made idiots. It’s a personality flaw, and I am working on it.
It’s getting better.
*heh*
Proposal for a New “Reality TV” Show for His Ignoble Trumpery
So Carson says he endorsed The Trumpery in exchange for a promise of a job in The Trumpery’s administration. (So much for Carson’s much-vaunted principles). The really cool thing is that such promises by a candidate are criminal, carrying either one or two-year sentences and fines.
“Whoever, being a candidate, directly or indirectly promises or pledges the appointment, or the use of his influence or support for the appointment of any person to any public or private position or employment, for the purpose of procuring support in his candidacy shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than one year, or both; and if the violation was willful, shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than two years, or both.”
I’d watch a “reality TV” show based on The Trumpery’s run for office from prison, a la Eugene V. Debs. Oh, it’ll not happen any more than the Queenie Cacklepants Cylon will be forced to run from prison where it belongs (because laws aren’t for them; laws are for the oppression of “the little people”).
Still, wouldn’t it be fun? And wouldn’t it be especially fun if the Queenie Cacklepants Cylon and The Trumpery were both running from prison? I’d never be able to buy enough popcorn and beer. . .
More Mediacom BS
Yep. That’s what Speedtest.net reported on my connection via Mediacom cable. Problem with that is that the Speedtest site took two tries to load. Timed out after a minute, then too almost another minute to load. After that it was able to report what is shown above.
Wonky, eh? That’s Mediacom. It was much better before recent “improvements.” Of course.
Is It Wrong of Me. . .
. . .to be entertained by the pathetic behavior of some folks who have chosen The Way of Self-Enstupiation?
Sample: those folks who (apparently) cannot distinguish between accuracy in labeling, name-calling (which is actually, IMO, quite often appropriate when justifiably ridiculing someone who has drawn a target on their own back), and ad hominem fallacy. Those who lump these categories together indiscriminately rarely do so because of innate stupidity and laziness; no, it is usually because of hard-earned, willful stupidity and laziness that they do so.
Such folks may get one, two or three strikes from me, but quite soon my patience runs out and I begin giving them their due: guffaws and raucous ridicule, just about the only sort of criticism that can reach the self-enstupiated. Is such effective in ameliorating their behavior? No, not usually, but it does usually result in reactions that are just as stupid and intellectually lazy as the behavior that spurred the ridicule, and that’s amusing. Gives me more to mock.
Is that wrong? If so, I DGARA. It’s entertaining, and that’s about the best that can come from interactions with the self-enstupiated.
Responsible Marijuana Use
The responsible recreational smoker of marijuana will smoke with a plastic bag over his head and tied around his neck.
Thatisall.
I Should Have Content Editing Privileges
When Roger Simon wrote, “We don’t need elegant words, Republican John Kerry’s slavering all over us with diplospeak” in a recent column, I thought to meself, “Self, that would read much better with ‘dildospeak’ than ‘diplospeak.'”
Thatisall.
Occasionally. . .
*sigh* Every now and then, I find myself reading five or so books at once. This is one of those times. (Plus a new Bible reading plan I’d not tried before.) I know how it happens. Books that are just barely well-written and interesting enough to continue reading, but not well-written and interesting enough to read straight through are the usual culprits. Every now and then, a book I need to put down and think about, or just absorb, for a while before continuing makes my reading list as well.
Now? One hardcopy book. A book on my “non-fiction Kindle” and another on my “fiction Kindle” plus three more in different instances of Amazon’s Kindle Cloud Reader. Between the six, they hold my attention. *sigh*
And then there’s that new Bible reading program. Ten chapters/day, each from a different book with specific instructions to just read them straight through without stopping to think on the text. Tried that. Can’t. So, I generally read half the day’s readings and then go do other things, while the chapters I’ve read percolate. Then, at the end of the day, I finish the readings.
In between, my daily work/chores/activities and. . . the other books.
I prefer keeping it to just one book at a time, but sometimes. . . nope. Not happening.
Prisoner Exchange in the Future?
So, backtracking Sean Penn’s movements during his clandestine meeting with “El Chapo” Guzman, infamous Mexican “drug lord,” led Mexican authorities to finally REcapture Guzman. Again. Now, Mexican law enforcement is investigating/mulling over the criminality of Penn’s acts.
But wait! There’s more!
The U.S. has filed an extradition request with Mexico for Guzman to stand trial for crimes committed in the U.S. And Mexico has already said the request meets the requirements of the extradition treaty between the U.S. and Mexico. Oh, why not? Mexico can’t seem to keep Guzman in prison (he’s escaped, what, three times?). Maybe the U.S. can.
But wait! There’s more!
Remember? Mexico ? investigating Penn’s acts? Imagine a prisoner swap: Guzman for Penn. Mexico trades a murderous head of a drug cartel for Sean Penn (’nuff said). We win that exchange.
As even ESPN Podperson, Dan Szymborski, notes, “Only Sean Penn can interview a murdering drug kingpin and somehow come off looking like the douchebag of the piece.”
Killing Little Grey Cells
OK, so I started reading a novel. The premise: a “rogue” archeologist makes an amazing discovery. Yeh, Dan Brown-ish, but maybe it’ll get better. Problem #1: this “brilliant” archeologist is a moron. I find myself almost immediately wanting to take her by the scruff of her neck and shake some sense into her. Dislike much? Yeh, much.
So, enter another character: the archeologist’s estranged husband who is supposedly some sort of mountain climber of note. Yeh, problem #2: he’s a dislikable moron, too. Within about a page and a half of this character’s entrance, I wanted the writer to kill him off–quickly! Dislike much? Yeh, much.
Asked myself if I were willing to put up with the crap I’d have to in order to read a book built around two characters who’d be better written out of the story so it could be transformed into a much more pleasing story about Jack the Ripper’s rebirth or some such. Answer: nah. These are “people” whose story I do not want to know. Buh-bye!
What little I read was better than a similar sample of Dan Brown dreck, but that’s damning with no praise at all. At least it was free, even if I may never recover from the brain cells it killed.
Passing Shot. . . and Chaser
Food network cooks/chefs prove that fluency in English is obviously unnecessary for success in the kitchen. *heh* One example, of many: “paparika”.
Anthony Bourdain ain’t as classy as he thinks he is. (But that’s no surprise. No one could be.)