Day: November 7, 2005

*”Cleanup in aisle two!”

As usual, Fred pulls no punches with Paris Burns

“What the French need to do, but won’t, is to send the army into the Islamic slums, round up the whole lot, and put them ashore on the beaches of North Africa with a box lunch and a coupon for three free Dunkin Donuts. It isn’t a pretty answer. It’s a lot prettier than what seems to be coming down the pike.”

BTW, a strangely relevant rabbit trail (cos Kit Jarrel—see below—used the term “Uffda” to refer to the French mess):

It was the summer of 1978 when I leaned the difference between “uffda” and “feeda” (sp?). In Albert Lea, MN to meet the family of my “then” lovely bride-to-be (bride, 27 years ago, this month :-), and we went to see a movie together one afternoon–she, her brothers and sister and I.

Walking out afterwards, I saw one of a coupla of guys ahead of us point out some gum on the pavement with a warning “Uffda!” to his friend. The other guy didn’t see it in time, so he stepped in it, lifted his foot and said, “Feeda!”

From that time forward, I’ve known the difference between these two barnyard-originated terms: it’s uffda if you see it, but it’s feeda if you step in it…

France has stepped in it. (And is now in “it” up to its neck, it appears… )

There’s plenty of “uffda” being spread by the MC/CD crowd here at home, though. I don’t want to wait until there’s nothing left but “feeda“ to have to clean it up, though.

(h.t. Euphoric Reality for reminding me to read Fred’s weekly 🙂

Oh, and I guess this is yet another partially Guard the Borders post…

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Something and Half of Something**
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(More properly,  to head off attacks by berserker Nordskis—heh—a discussion of “uffda” and “feeda” from a more objective perspective:

“…uff Interjection: oo, oof, ugh; oh dear (often combined with da, ja, jo, nei); expresses unpleasant feelings, e.g., alarm, uneasiness, aversion, disgust; irritatation; regret…. A stronger interjection of ‘fy’ (ugh!, whew!(what a smell!);shame (reproach); ‘fy da’ for shame. …[U]ffda is not so much negative, as excessive. e.g. ‘Uffda, I ate too much!’ or ‘Uffda, look at that weird hairdo!’ Negative is conveyed by the word ‘Feeda’, as in ‘Feeda, someone threw up all over the sidewalk!'”

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Funny thing about animals… they know how to manage in their own territory and in others’ territory…

Well, at least those that’re not totally whacked out, like some pit bulls I’ve met whose owners should be shot. (Interesting thing that. I once heard an Oklahoma District Court judge reported to say–and I asked him about it one time and confirmed it–that he never knew a cow that deserved to be stolen, but he certainly knew some men who deserved to be shot. It was at sentencing for a cattle rustling case. Yep. About 1988.)

A Guard the Borders post I’ve deleted (cos it was execrably bad writing) and am reworking disparages the position taken by multiculturalists (and their often unwitting fellow travelers in overtly non-MC/CD* folk) that assimilation of immigrants is not only somehow immoral, it is impossible. *feh* Ask generations of American immigrants up until the MC/CD* crowd came to dominate the discussion of immigration.

But perhaps a better example can be taken from my own family’s dogs and cats.

The Boys (my son’s dogs) are outside dogs. The back yard is theirs. Heck, they think that whatever they can see from the back yard is their domain, under their protection. Pests that enter the back yard do so at their own peril (five dead raccoons and a couple of dead groundhogs this past summer can bear witness).

The cats are all inside cats. One (the old lady of the bunch) even has no front claws. They “rule” the entire house, excepting only our bedroom, my office and the garage. The three cats live in an easy/uneasy truce situation: neither of the girls likes the other cats. The poor (once, but no longer) boy likes both the girls, who both despise him. All three expect prompt service in petting, food, etc., from their humans.

The interesting interaction comes when I bring The Boys in to eat, as I do pretty often when it’s very hot, very cold or very wet–or just when I feel they need a little more attention.

The Boys, who are death, in a very literal sense, on animals who trespass on THEIR domain, know that in the house they are guests. Even clawless Grande Dame, who wants to sniff and play with them when they come near, doesn’t elicit the ferocious attacks I’ve seen them level against far larger, more dangerous animals. Instead, The Boys sniff back, allow her to bat at them, even play bite, etc.

And the other two cats? Ditto. Neither do they fear The Boys, because The Boys act with full knowledge that the house is not their place. The Boys amend their normally rambunctious and even violent behavior when they are in a foreign land as guests because they have learned that do act otherwise is to bring down the wrath of god (little “G” cos those of us acting in that role aren’t the real thing… except to The Boys).

We need a tad of that in our immigration policies if we are to avoid 10 or 20 years down the road having on our soil (more–think, Detroit, LA, etc., riots–of) what the French are experiencing today. “Sure, you can visit as guests. But as guests, you must live here by the rules of OUR society. If you want to live here long-term, or even become citizens, you MUST learn to speak OUR language, obey OUR laws, follow OUR customs. WE will decide what part of your culture and customs WE want to adopt, NOT YOU. Don’t like it? Leave.”

This has not quite been another Guard the Borders Blogburst post, but it’s been close…

GTB hits Euphoric Reality every Monday, and seeks to promote awareness about the illegal immigration epidemic that our country is facing and the urgent need to curb the problem before it’s too late. If you’d like to join the blogburst, send an email to kit.jarrell@gmail.com with your blog’s name and URL.

*MC/CD=”multi-cultural/cultural diversity”

Edited for typos, mainly to try out a new blog publishing interface. heh

I’m experiencing a small surge in readership (thanks all y’all who’re linking me, and those of y’all who are dropping by cos you’re searching for “Swedish pants” heh), so I figured this might be a time for the occasional restatement of this blog’s purpose and focus.

Let me dispense with the second part first: this blog HAS no focus. And that’s partly because of its purpose: to quell the mob of voices inside my head. heh

So, any reader to takes time to page on down this blog will find

• personal events in my life/family life
• political/social commentary
• humor (though not always funny humor)
• food blogging–recipes and experiments, links to, etc.
• music, arts—featured clips and views and commentary
• edublogging/ranting
• random crap

And just about anything else that occurs to me.

As far as the political/social commentary goes, I’m a classical liberal conservative. (Don’t try to label me with one of the current political labels, please. Not even with the Libertarian label: the Libertarian Party isn’t libertarian any more, either.) heh Since neither the Demoncraps nor the Republican’ts represent either Liberalism nor Conservatism any more, I’m disgusted with both parties. The Demoncraps are determined to drive the U.S. off a cliff at 90mph, and the Republican’t are all to glad to follow, albeit with just barely enough heel-dragging to win my vote when it comes to a choice between the two.

Education, popular culture, the “arts” and media? Too late for any of them to be “going to hell in a handbasket”—they’ve already arrived and are dishing it out daily.

But.

Despair is perhaps the most deadly of sins, so I rant, ridicule and argue.

Dylan Thomas was a fairly decent example (James Joyce is perhaps the best) of what was wrong with 20th Century “literature” but even a blind pig finds a few acorns: