I think it’s time for a bounty…

This week’s Guard the Border blogburst post if from an eye-witness account of an illegal alien “demonstration” in Chicago. I think these things are great and should be encouraged. I also think the U.S. government ought to put a bounty of $5,000 per illegal payable to citizens who turn illegals in for deportation.

I think the two things would work very nicely together, don’t you? Now, on to Freedom Folks’ account of the mob of illegals in Chicago…


by The Freedom Folks
Illegal Aliens March On Chicago

“Si, se puede!” was the cry of the crowd in Chicago today — “Yes, we can!” Thousands upon thousands of illegal aliens and their supporters gathered in Union Park, then marched down Jackson Street to The Loop. Jamming the plaza, as well as the surrounding streets and sidewalks, they rallied to cheer on those who had come to speak.

They demanded legalization for all immigrants. They patted each other on the back for working hard and having dreams. They lauded politicians who devote themselves to representing “the people,” which evidently, in their minds, includes “the people” who have come here illegally and don’t get to vote. They demanded justice. They jeered HR4437, the House bill passed last December that would make coming here illegally a criminal offense, rather than a civil one, that calls for a fence on the border, and that would penalize anyone who hires and/or helps someone to come or stay here illegally.

Mayor Daley even got up to add his support, which made no sense:

“Don’t let anyone tell you you’re an immigrant,” he shouted. “We’re all immigrants!”

???

“Si, se puede!” Yes we can WHAT, one wonders?

Yes we can…make demands of the government, even though we’re here illegally? Yes we can…break your laws then demand to not only not be penalized, but to be rewarded for it? Yes we can…take taxpayer-funded services like education and healthcare, and in exchange we’ll drive down wages and refuse to assimilate? Yes we can…shout loud enough about our civil rights that the politicians will forget that civil rights are, by definition, for citizens?
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Squirrels Line Dancing *sigh*/Open Post

Big storm(s) in and around third world county last night. The worst of it was several counties away, north and south, though, which explains why my broadband access is out today. Lovely Daughter’s car suffered hail damage (it was her night to be parked on the street–shared garage). Just the driver’s side window gone, though.

Reduced to extremely slow and hinky dialup (either squirrels are line dancing on the local telco’s chewing-gum-and-baling-wire “infrastructure” *cough* or some baling wire is about to give out down the line…

Link to this post and track back. If I can, later I have a coupla posts to get up, but it’s taken an hour on this connection just to get this far. *sigh*

Also note the other fine blogs featuring linkfests at

Linkfest Haven.Linkfest Haven

Pardon my French

(from O.Fr. pissier “urinate”)

Damned supercilious, holier-than-thou, busybodies are starting to royally piss me off. First they came for our booze. When THAT worked out so very well, they decided no one was doing right by “the poor.” Now that The Great Society has proven to be such a rousing success*cough* the damned supercilious, holier-than-thou, busybodies have set their sights on punishing hard work.

What is wrong with these idiots? Not content with fostering the ascendency of the Mafia, ruining generations of (primarily) black families with their poverty plantations—and, oh, BTW also denying smokers the reasonable freedom to imbibe in a legal substance, while taxing their use of that substance all out of proportion to its harmful effects—they have now decided that hard work is evil and should be controlled by placing a greater tax burden on those who, uhm, work hard.

WTF?!?

Would someone tell these Academia Nuts that it’s the hard-working, productive citizens that support their ability to sit on their hinky white asses and write stupid “reports”? Yeh, yeh, I know that “Joel B. Slemrod Ph.D.” wrote the report, but the no doubt white-as-snow ‘U-M Office of Tax Policy Research” office issued the damned thing.

Oh, and note the typical Academia Nut arrogance: Slemrod apparently wrote the press release—in a third person voice—quoting himself throughout as though he had been interviewed by a third party. It’s how these things are done, you know.

Jackass.

Spraying piss and vinegar all over the place at The Real Ugly American and The Crazy Rants of Samantha Burns.

My Epitaph

Thanks to Boudicca for spurring me to let my family know what to put on my “grave marker”—a stick-on label saying,

In this mason jar are the cremains of The Black Knight of America’s Third World Countyâ„¢

“‘Tis but a scratch.”

(Oh, btw, maybe my family would play at least the Black Knight scene from “Search for the Holy Grail” at a wake or something, in my remembrance, as it were… invincible.mp3)

It’s done.

Whoever visited from “sugartown-162.camtel.net (216.84.141.65)”, you were my 50,000th “unique visitor” (excluding, as far as possible search engine crawlers and myself) since I started keeping track around the end of March 2005.

Thanks. Now I can stop checking Statcounter daily, as I have for the past several days. 50,000 “unique pairs of eyeballs” (insofar as the technology available to me can determine) isn’t all that much, I know, and, given the best info I have, translates to somewhere between seven and eight times as many “hits” in that time frame. Still not a huge number.

But, it’s certainly more than I would have expected, given the often iconoclastic, irascible, and sometimes downright weird nature of this blog. (Did I say weird? But one contrast will suffice: what other blog do you know that would feature not only Mohammed in a pink dress but regular rails against every damn politician to pollute the air with their existance, appeals to read Chesterton and Wodehouse and a recipe for mock haggis? I rest my case.)

So, back to my regular schedule of “everything AND the kitchen sink” and about this time next year, I’ll start wondering how many folks have actually dropped by.

Thanks for all the fish.

Screwed up courts: anarcho-tyranny

Hold this lil thought in the back of your mind. There’s an application just waiting to happen a little later…

“And if thine eye offend thee, pluck it out: it is better for thee to enter into the kingdom of God with one eye, than having two eyes to be cast into hell … ” —Mark 9:47

Via Stop the ACLU and WorldNet Daily, a little outrage over a recent California Supreme Court decision that ruled that forcing sex offenders who had been convicted of having oral sex with kids need no longer be registered as sex offenders.

“Look for William Jefferson Clinton to move to California soon. One of his favorite sexual activities is being given a wink and a nod by that state’s highest court.”¹

Yeh, well, at least Bill waited until the girl was of age… chronologically, at least (though that hardly excuses his behavior).

Both Kevin McCullough (WND) and Jay (STACLU) would prefer to eliminate the “registered sex offenders” program for pedophiles entirely—by substituting public execution. Jay’s a little stronger, advocating public humiliation preceding the execution. I think maybe the “offending member” should be cut off (or “plucked out”) as a part of that humiliation process, myself.* (Of course, that’d create no guarantee that the slime would “enter the kingdom of heaven” even absent the offending body part[s].)

But no. The same faux liberal swamp that spent much venom on the Catholic church (very rightly, IMO) over a few pedophile priests, gave rise to this sort of abhorrent idiocy giving pedophile predators a free ride on their crime. Heck, recall that it’s the same faux liberal swamp that supports the ACLU’s defense of NAMBLA efforts to propagandize, brainwash and recruit boy toys.

One thing no one can ever accuse the fever swamp of faux liberalism today of is rational behavior or any consistency apart from a consistent, unceasing effort to continue making American society into the worst imaginable replica of a degenerate and savage land.

Thanks, California Supremes (believe it or not, I unintentionally typed “Caligula Supremes” initially-some unconscious truth emerging) for showing America what vile and immoral creatures liberal judges can be. Yet another reason for the American people to distrust and disrespect the courts.

And, remember the fate of Soddom and Gomorrah.

*Oh, and before someone starts whining in comments about “cruel and unusual punishment,” let me be very clear: I Don’t Care. The crueler it is, the better, pour encourager les autres, as it were…

Take a break: Just good fun

Fiction should be that: just good fun. A story to amuse, entertain and, if it teaches anything at all, had any higher or more noble purpose, does so via the means of a good, well-told story. (Unfortunately, the 20th Century saw a great departure from this idea. *sigh*)

That’s one reason I agree with so many who deem P.G. Wodehouse the best novelist of the 20th Century. All of his (nearly all very short) novels are just that: novel, amusing and entertaining farces, but so very well written, with characters and dialogue and decriptive narrative that are so engaging, that one scarcely notices that their ONLY point is to entertain and amuse.

Another earlier 20th Century (and late 19th Century) author who approached Wodehouse’s readability in his fiction (but who excelled at non-fiction as well) is G.K. Chesterton. Here’s a little throwaway piece of descriptive narrative from one of his detective stories in illustration of his adept use of English:

It was one of those journeys on which a man perpetually feels that now at last he must have come to the end of the universe, and then finds he has only come to the beginning of Tufnell Park.

I’ve been on some journeys like that, haven’t you? And yet, to have an “omnibus” ride described in such terms is a delightful piece of prose painting of the type that Chesterton excelled in.

May I recommend that you CLICK on the Gutenberg.org link in my “Cool Links” section (or in this sentence :-)) and check out some Chesterton for yourself? Whether you settle on one of his lighter pieces of fiction or one of his theological or apologetics essays or his comments on society and mankind in general, or even any of his poetry, his words will draw you into a genial conversation with a sharp, inquiring mind who knew well the power of language… and had inestimable skill in its use.

Chesterton is just one more example of how much FUN one can have using one’s brain for something other than a paperweight.

Posting an invitation to the party at Stop the ACLU

Can someone—anyone—explain this to me?

I don’t check the TTLB game all that often. It’s mostly an insiders game with little point but bragging rights among a very small portion of the blogosphere. Yeh, that’s right: Technorati does a moderately decent (sometimes) job of tracking more than 20,000,000 blogs—dead and alive. The TTLB ecosystem tracks what, about 50,000? A small number, in any case.

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t think the TTLB Ecosystem’s a bad game, and it does seem to track links among the blogs it tracks more quickly than Technorati. And in fact, the TTLB thing can be quite useful finding folks who link to me, so I can go check out what they are doing on their blogs (I feel it’s only right that I do so when I can, cos, after all, they did link to me, right?). And Technorati, possibly because of its size, is much less responsive to inquiries about problems—or at least it has been in my case.

Be that as it may, TTLB is mostly a pissing game* that does have some very useful features, and every now and then I check my “ranking” on the way to seeing who TTLB says is linking to me.

And then I also sometimes check the Ecosystem’s front page to see where buds at STACLU or some such are floating.

OK, so ‘splains me this:

TTLBEcosystem031106.jpg

Huh?!?!?

do you yahoo?!?!?!

CLUE: It’s. Not. A. Blog.

*sheesh*

*You guys remember the pissing game from grade school, right? Oh, and those of you guys who never matured beyond gradeschool probably played it in high school, too. *sigh* Hope you aren’t still stuck in grade school immaturity, though… Anyway, it is a simple game: who can piss the farthest/longest/highest. That’s all. Whoop-dee-do.

Scratchin’ my head at MacBros Place.

Don’t Try This at Home, Kids!

OK, I must confess. This recipe is NOT mine; I have NOT even tried it. I post it here in the honest attempt to sucker one of y’all, my faithful readers, into trying it and reporting back (or your heirs reporting back) concerning its edibility… and possible toxicity.

*heh*

Note that I HAVE warned you. What you do with the following information is ENTIRELY on your own head!


PEANUT BUTTER SOUP

1 stalk celery, coarsely chopped
1 med. carrot, coarsely chopped
2 tbsp. chopped onion
3/4 c. water
2 chicken flavored or beef flavored bouillon cubes
2 c. water, divided
1/2 c. creamy peanut butter
1/4 tsp. pepper
1 tbsp. cornstarch
1/2 c. half and half
Chopped peanuts (doesn’t saw raw or roasted, so I assume raw–ed.)
Carrot strips, optional

Combine first 4 ingredients in a saucepan; cover and cook over low heat 10 minutes or until tender. Add bouillon cubes and 1 1/2 cup water, cook, uncovered, until cubes dissolve. Pour mixture into container of an electric blender, and add peanut butter and pepper; process until smooth. Return the mixture to saucepan.

Combine cornstarch and remaining 1/2 cup water, stirring until blended; stir into soup mixture. Bring to a boil; reduce heat to low, and cook 1 minute. Stir in half and half; cook over low heat, uncovered, stirring constantly, until thoroughly heated. If desired, garnish individual servings with carrot strips and chopped peanuts. Makes 3 servings, 1 cup each.


I found this recipe here, so DO NOT BLAME ME FOR THE OUTCOME SHOULD YOU TRY THIS!

There are lots more (and weirder) Peanut Soup recipes at that site, and no you do NOT get to ask why I was looking for “peanut butter soup”. It’s personal, private and embarrassing.

So there.

(And no, it’s not about what you think. Just cos I added the category “SEX!” in order to see if some dummies searching for “Hot monkey peanut soup sex” would turn up on my stats page, it doesn’t mean “personal, private and embarrassing” refers to that. So get your minds outa the gutter, ‘K?)