Tag: stupid is as stupid does

But, as a class, they act like they are. (Please keep in mind: I’m am speaking of the general class: Muslims. I admit minor variants may be present in the population.)

Seriously.

Muslim culture, first of all, has generally been strongly shaped by Arabic culture, which, among other things, views lying to gain advantage over anyone not of one’s own family or tribe or culture group (in order, with family generally most important) in order to gain advantage as a virtue. Generally, Arabic culture–and by extension much of Islamic culture, views work as a negative value, to be done by servants or slaves (and yes, Islam still allows—heck, encourages and actually fosters—chattel slavery).

Arabs hate dogs, and so the general cultural prohibition on dogs in Islam. (That alone condemns them in any civilized eyes. :-))

Muslims believe the wackiest contrafactual things because the wacky mythology of 6th century Arabs became codified into Mohammed’s sayings.

In order to be a good Muslim, a genuine Muslim, a follower of the so-called “religion of peace” one must revere the original practitioner of Muslim terrorism, Mohammed, the Butcher of Medina. So-called “moderatre” Muslims who say they condemn Islamic terrorist acts but who continue to revere the Father of Islamic Terrorism, its chief model and founding proponent, Mohammed, are liars, hypocrites and the truth is not in them.

Muslims who claim all sorts of cultural superiority over the West, from moral superiority to scientific achievement and all across the board are not stupid. They are willfully ignorant, liars or both. The only “major” cultural achievements of Islamic cultures are mutilating women, breaking treaties (OK, we have a pretty good record of that when it suits us in the West), stabbing friends in the back (personally and as nations), lying, stealing, lying about stealing (yeh, learn the real history of Muslim achievements in math and science: algebra for example), an unbroken chain of sponsoring slavery from its earliest times right up until just about… NOW, oh, and the first globe and the astrolabe–neither of which have seen any improvements by Muslims in the past 1,000 years.

No, Muslims are NOT idiots. They just give a good impression, for anyone who’s paying attention to what they actually say and do, instead of listening to politicians *spit* and Mass Media Podpeople and Academia Nut Fruitcakes.

Bernie points out, at Planck’s Constant, that there have been TWO (TWO!) Muslim Nobel Prize winners for anything involving genuine inventiveness, creativity (science prizes), if I read the list correctly. The two on Bernie’s list who were Muslims, not just temporarily trapped in Muslim-dominated societies, had to escape to the West to make their mark.

Yeh, there was another Muslim winner in Literature, but he was stabbed for his blasphemy by… Muslims.

The Muslims who won peace prizes? No creativity there, so no credit is due them for that. What was their genuinbe contribution anyway?

Out of a fifth of the world’s population, one would expect a little creative work, right? Well, unless there were some seriously intervening factor. it’s not Western oppression; it’s their own sick culture.

It seems that it’s not Muslims who are idiots. It’s the culture they live in that’s idiotic.

(Here’s hoping I get some raghead raggers. I just love poking fun at their attempts to make a coherent argument. 1/5 of the world’s population. Approaching close to 1/5 of the world’s illiteracy, too.)

Oh, and just for the fun of it, here’s Mohammed in a Pink Dress again.

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There’ll likely be a Guard the Borders blogburst up later today with a more moderate tone, but meanwhile…

As soon as sniper posts are erected along our borders (yeh, I know I’m dreaming: the current goal of the U.S. government is to simply surrender the country and become a province of Mexico), we need some billboards erected that read something like this:

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Yeh, visited with my elderly parents and my youngest sister this weekend. A bit pooped, but it’s good poop. *heh*

Funny. About 35 years ago, “someone” (a sibling whose name shall be unmentioned but whose initials are… nah, pass) made off with my childhood/youth coin collection (with some nice, some “very fine,” early 20th century and mid-to-late 19th century American coins. Well, to be fair, my mom gave both my collection and this sibs collection to this sib to “split up” with me “someday” and maybe that day’s just not arrived yet.

It’s not a big enough deal to hassle about.

Sooo, Mom’s been feeling a bit displeased with her impromptu decision for some years. Here comes Dad with a rather heavy small case… Yeh, he’s too old to tote it comfortably. Opens up. An unorganized mess of mostly crap coins culled from grandparents’ unorganized junk drawers. A couple of nice Morgan dollars about as nice as the six I once had. Some poor quality Buffalo nickles, a buncha mixed quality wheat and Indian head pennies, that kinda thing (one surprise: an 1859 penny in very poor condition–no surprise given both its age and the fact that it’d just been picked up by one of my grandparents and stuck in a jar).

No big surprises or great finds, but it was thoughtful of Mom n Dad to recall my childhood obsession with coins.

Oh, then there were boxes and boxes of hymnals and old (non-hymnal) song books of mostly Gospel song collections. Arrrgghhhh. Where am I going to find the room for seven more boxes of books? Well, maybe some good ones I don’t already have in my own collection. I know where to donate the rest.

But. Sitting on top of “my” collection of boxes to clean out, something my mom said she “used just once”–

Yeh, that’s it in the lower lefthand corner of the pic: a burr coffee grinder. Made a pot today using its grind. Nice.

All-in-all, though, the trip was only really worth the time for the visit with the folks and my youngest sister. Yeh, a brief visit, but with all the years, catchup is quick, too, especially since we talk on the phone all the time. Mother’s getting ever more feeble–who knows how long she’ll be around? Daddy’s getting ever deafer–sad for someone who spent most of his life making music, although with the help of an electronic tuner he’s able to keep on playing his saxes.

Still, mostly glad to be back with my Wonder Woman. Lovely Daughter’s just dropped in, so I’m bagging the blog for the rest of the day.

Woody (Woody’s News and Views) has an interesting comment from “a sergeant in a US Army intelligence unit” gleaned from The Belmont Club that deserves your eyeballs. I’d take the sergeant’s argument a little further, though…

Mini-rant (still serious, though)

As I’ve been saying: partition the country along tribal/ethnic/religious lines. But I’d NOT disarm them. I’d leave the Shiites and Sunnis as is and hyper-arm the Kurds. Beef up American presence in the land of the Saracens (the Kurds), tell the Iraqi Sunnis and Shiites (and the damned Turks) to go fish. Establish major presences in oil fields and along pipelines to assure—by killing every unauthorized living thing that wanders into that space—their oil (paid for, of course) flows freely… to us.

Let the Shiites and Sunnis work out their religious differences and even more ancient tribal blood feuds in venerable Kilkenny Cat tradition. When they are well and truly done, let/help the Kurds pick up the pieces, whip the survivors into shape and build a mighty friend of the U.S. in the region–cos they’re the ONLY people in that region, aside from the Israelis–who have any honor and decency at all (as a people).

Heck, when all’s said and done, sell the new Saracens all the weaponry they might want to knock off the evil Saudi regime, if they so desired.

But the neo-jacobian fantasy of building one nation out of peoples with ancient, savage blood feuds and intractable differences between sects of a bloody, savage cult (each following—emulating—and revering The Butcher of Medina) is as stupid today as when the British established Iraq as a nation in the 1920s. The only way it “worked” between then and now was when the savage, brutal, barbaric tribal enmities were placed under the even more savage, brutal, barbaric heel of a murderous dictator.

(And, in fact, that’s the only way those peoples have been successfully ruled within one polity for well over a millenniunm.)

Partition the country and at the very least provide for the security of the oil delivery system and the security of the Kurds. Let the savages beat themselves to death. (While, alas, also bloodying the very few innocents left in that barbaric land.)

“Cradle of civilization.” Yeh, well, it’s not been a civilized land for at least a couple of millennia, except in the very loose definition of “people live in cities there.”

I’d go even further, though.

We HAVE the technical and econmic capabilities NOW to be energy self-sifficient… IF folks would do it. Atomic energy–cheap and abundant, absent assinine, stupid, lying rants by greenies, etc., against it–could easily and economically supply ALL the electricity power needs of the U.S. and even make electric cars a viable alternative.

Nearly every county in the U.S. could support a waste treatment plant that _paid for itself_ by producing… a light crude oil and pure water as products. From sewage, if no other organic matter were supplied. There’s one such plant within 50 miles of my home that’s been in operation for about four years. Quietly making money by converting organic waste into oil and producing pure water as a “by-product”… while also co-generating much of its own power needs as another “by-product” of the process.

Yeh, massive infrastructure investment. So? Surely not more than the $300 billion plus already poured into the sands of Iraq.

Energy independence. Cut off ALL economic. cultural and political ties with everyone except PROVEN allies in the region (by-by, Saudi Arabia and Turkey and Egypt and… ). Let them sink.

Start producing pre-fab pebble bed reactors by the hundreds, thousands… for export to countries dependent upon Middle Eastern oil. Do everything in our power to KILL the market for M.E. oil.

Satellite solar power. The technology is almost shelf-assembly level. Sell that (as well as pebble bed reactors and TPR plants) to countries dependent upon M.E. oil.

Make the attacks upon the terrorists both seriously military and economic. Cur off their source of funds by EXPORTING energy ourselves (as the Chinese do now and plan on doing much more of–largely via PBRs–in the future)–around the world.

But especially targeting areas that buy from Middle Eastern oil suppliers. Oh, and Venezuela. AND Mexico. *heh*

Energy independence. Energy EXPORT. Build the damned fence. Beef up the Navy and Coast Guard. Fund ONLY genuine allies (cut Egypt and Turkey and the Saudis dead in the water, for example; make sure the Kurds are first in line for their own PBRs from us, etc.). Go really hi-tech on terrorists asses. Predator’s cool, but I want THOR (see Footfall by Niven and Pournelle for the idea. Heck, even Wikipedia gets this one pretty well.).

Stop playing Mr. Nice Guy. Take the Islamic world by the throat and squeeze. Real hard. Pop that pimple on the butt of the Middle East, cauterize it and move on to bigger and better things.

All this would work except that the U.S. is now bound by short-sighted (and foolish) greed in economic decisions—from supporting WallyWorld’s gutting of American production in favor of supporting China’s economy, etc., to selfish greenie idiocy about atomic energy—and stupid, cowardly politicians.

N.B. Yeh, the post above refers to PBRs and TPR plants, etc. I’ve blogged about each of them before. You have google. Your homework assignment, should you care to accept it, is to find out for yourself how we are burying ourselves under foreign oil for no good reason at all.

A few days ago, as the media’b’Allah was full of printed ‘shouts’ of “Tet! TET! TEEETTTT!!!!!,” I posted some of my thoughts on the similarities and differences of the analogy of the Tet Offensive in Vietnam and the War on Terror now. David of Third World County added to the analysis on his blog.

This morning, while scanning Town Hall, I came across this editorial from someone who comprehends the issue far better than I ever will, LtCol. Oliver North, USMC (Ret).

He was on the ground in that war, as an Marine Officer in an infantry company. I was still in High School, but we see the issue form a common view point:

The war in Vietnam wasn’t lost during “Tet ’68” no matter what Cronkite said. Rather, it was lost in the pages of America’s newspapers, on our televisions, our college campuses — and eventually in the corridors of power in Washington. We need to pray that this war isn’t lost the same way.

Amen, brother, amen!

Originally posted at: Chaotic Synaptic Activity

At Schooligan Nation. (It ain’t exactly Mozart.)

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[NOTE: I am not a lawyer, but I played one on stage once.]

Seriously. If the feddle gummint is going to stick its nose in everywhere it doesn’t belong, I’d say clog the feddle courts up with as many cases as could possibly be related to the bloated feddle gummint codes and regulations as possible.

Example: kid gets off a school bus and assaults Diane. Strong liklihood it’s a race hate crime (the kid was black) AND the school district has culpability (not a regular rider of the bus, bus driver refused to ID the kid… and provided a getaway vehicle before the police arrived). Katrina-related? Was in a Houston suburb. Lotsa NO families still hanging around feeding off the public teat there.

According to one witness, the kid who bowled Diane over has made threats on her son’s life. While on school property.

All kinds of possible feddle gummint angles to explore. For charges against the kid and for lawsuits against the school district. All it’d take would be a creative and energetic attorney, looking for a cash cow to milk. Heck, to slaughter. Heck, just credibly (and honestly) threatening such action ought to shake the money tree a bit.

As for the kid, well, the tale reminds me of a time I was living in “the good part of the ghetto” in KCMO. Kid was walking by our house, about to take a shortcut through a vacant lot next to us. I was working on a car and had our German Shepherd laying at my feet. Ufda (the dog) rose to her feet, growling, hackles raised. Kid pulled a Saturday night special outa his pocket and threatened the dog. I pointed out to him that if he shot my dog, I’d kill him with the wrench I had in my hand. He backed away.

Later that day, I saw the same kid staggering down the street, bloody and beaten. Someone had taken his popgun away from him and beaten the royal sh*t outa him with it.

I suspect the kid who assaulted Diane is gonna end up in pretty much the same condition some day Real Soon Now, in the natural course of events… if he lives that long. Behavior such as the tale told at Diane’s Stuff relates is one of the very real reasons for the mortality rate among young Black men.*

Not a racist remark, just an observation of fact.

*Yeh, yeh, young jackasses of any race stand a better shot of sying young from bad cases of stupidity combined with too much testosterone. But the figures don’t lie (no matter how hard some folks try to obfuscate about the causes of those figures). NOTE: the link’s to a pdf.

Young African American men die at a rate that is at least
1.5 times the rate of young white and Hispanic men, and
almost three times the rate of young Asian men (Fig. 6).
While the death rate drops for men ages 25 to 29 for most
groups, it continues to rise among African Americans.

Maybe, just maybe folks ought to look into that situation honestly… ya think? Nah. Too many unfomfortable facts out there that’d screw up the faux liberals’ positions.

“Liberalism is a philosophy of consolation for the West as it commits suicide.”—James Burnham

Commenter to my Thursday Thirteen post brought about a search for my chili recipe in twc. Hmmm…. the whole thing’s not anywhere collected and put in one place. So, here goes. I’ve collected the various pieces and put them into one post. It’s one of those “more of a process than a recipe” recipes.

My Fav Chili

1.) About a pound of roast beef, shredded, preferably leftovers.
2.) 3-4 cups of beans, cooked. (See below for the process. Use canned beans only if you must.) Pinto beans, only, please.
3.) A whole, large yellow (sweet) onion, chopped. Hint: if you chop your yellow onion the day before and store it in a ziplock baggie in the fridge, the onion will be sweeter,
4.) A couple of cloves of garlic, minced. (In the post I excerpted this part of the recipe from, I originally wrote “cups of garlic.” That’d make for some really strong chili. *heh*)
5.) About 1/2 to one cup of Red Sauce. Use the recipe for red enchilada sauce (see below). If you have no sense of taste, just use the packaged chili powder junk. (Blech!)
6.) At least two tablespoonsful of freshly ground cumin. I use more. (grind it in your “spare” coffee grinder like I do. :-))
7.) A few leaves of dried oregano, crushed between your hands and dusted off into the pan…
8.) A sparse dash or two of chinese five-spice. Yeh, it’ll work. Just trust me on this one.
9.) A can of chopped tomatoes or some of your fav spaghetti sauce (can cut the earlier oregano if you choose this route).

Get the onions and garlic started clarifying in a medium-heat skillet with some olive or corn oil (diff flavors, your taste). Add the beef (already cooked, preferably “leftover” roast). Add the herbs and spices and cook, covered at lower heat, until the beef’s done (you’re way ahead if you went with leftovers!). Add the red sauce, tomatoes and beans and simmer for an hour or so, checking to see if any added water’s needed from time to time.

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From an early blogspot twc post:

Basic Beans

Wash and sort 2-3 cups of pinto beans (more or less, depending on folks to be fed, how much you want left over for chili, etc. NOTE: I don’t guarantee the method below for red beans)

In a heavy stock pot, cover the beans with water-about 2″-3″ more water than beans. Bring to a boil, remove from heat and let sit for an hour or so. After an hour or so off heat, you have a decision tree branch:

1.) Do beans often give you gas? If so, and if it bothers you or others around you, toss the water and cover the beans with fresh water before proceding.
2.) If beans don’t seem to give you gas or passing gas doesn’t bother you or those around you (in my family, we call passing bean gas “love farts”—well, at least I do), then go ahead and cook the beans in the water they’re in.

Add a ham hock. No, don’t get fancy or make some sort of substitution. Add a ham hock. Bring the mess to boil again, then cover, back the heat off to a simmer and leave it. After about an hour cooking time, you can add salt or other seasonings to your taste. With the ham hock in, all I usually add is a little salt. When are the beans done? Take a bean or two out and blow on ’em. If the skin curls away from your breath either the beans are done or you have some knarly breath, dude.

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Red Enchilada Sauce for enchiladas, chili, and a whole mess of other dishes (Makes 16 oz.—give or take)

8-10 dried Anaheim peppers (actually, I tend to use more). Clean the seeds out for merely “sorta-hot”. Leave the seeds in for a little spiciness. Tear the peppers up into pieces and then either

a.) Use an electric coffee grinder to powder the chiles to a fine powder and add boiling water to make 2 cups liquid. Blend in blender. Set aside and let it come together for a little bit. (My preferred “quick sauce” method) OR
b.) Place the pepper pieces in a sauce pan and cover with boiling water. Place a saucer (or whatever works) on top of the peppers to hold them submerged under the water and then leave them all day soaking. Remove the peppers from the water, place them in a blender with enough water to make 2 cups and blend.

If you absolutely NEED a thicker and/or milder sauce, use a little corn flour in the blending stage to thicken/whimp out the sauce. Keep the corn flour down to less than 1/4 C for each 2 C water, otherwise it’ll really begin to taste “corny”. (Only have corn meal? Put a little in your coffe grinder and make corn flour out of it. Don’t have a coffee grinder? Get one! 🙂 You can cut the heat and really thicken the sauce with just a couple of tablespoonsful. OK, that is all there is to real Red Enchilada Sauce. It’s really just chiles and water.

You can put what you don’t use in a glass jar and refrigerate for maybe a week.

Ya know, instant cappuccino mixes are just a way to gull the, well, gullible into drinking instant *spit* “coffee” dontcha?

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