Stolen from FB:
“All You Need Is Love”
Now, that’s just stupid2. “All you need is love”? Won’t do you a lot of good without at least a lil oxygen.
Lowest Common Denominator
IOW: crap. That’s the “standard” of English taught by the Mass MEdia Podpeople Hivemind to those who sup its toxic waste. Take this piece of ungrammatical stupidity taken from an otherwise innocuous piece of fluff about a woman who found a 17 gram piece of a meteorite:
“That gem from outer space was found at the Lotus park where Brenda, her kids and her collie come to [sic] nearly every day.”
*gagamaggot*
“Use It Up, Wear It Out, Make Do, Do Without”
Perhaps it’s because I was in awe of my paternal grandfather’s inventiveness, resourcefulness and all around handiness, but every time I see a dumpster, trash pile, yard sale or just something sticking its head out of the corner in the garage, I begin wondering what I can do with whatever is available, what treasure is hiding in other people’s (or even my own!) trash.
OK, an example from today: for the life of me, I couldn’t find my sunglasses. Not where they belong, so I’d obviously taken them off and laid them down somewhere they don’t belong. Duh. But it was a bright day today and my eyes just do NOT like too much sun. So?
I had an older pair with broken temples. Bummer. One temple broke and I (naturally) repaired it, but when the other temple broke and I didn’t have time to repair it before going out, I simply picked up another pair (cheapos, but surprisingly nice to my eyes). So… repaired the other temple, right? Wrong. I did something… different.
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1. Trimmed both temples to same length–the length of the unbroken piece on the most recently broken side–and sanded the broken/trimmed bits smooth.
2. Attached a cheap eyeglass retention chord–you know, the kind that you imagine librarians use to hang a pair of reading glasses around their necks. (*heh* Don’t tell my librarian Wonder Woman about that imaginary librarian, mmmK?) It’s adjustable via a bead, so that’s handy. Used some self-curing natural rubber tape to tidy things up.
Hmmm, these things now stay on better than they did when new, and I didn’t have ’em fall off my hat once (the place I normally store sunglasses when inside somewhere or whatnot), cos they hang around my neck. The lil bead also keeps ’em firmly in place when I need them, nice and tight, just right.
Hacking discarded stuff to be better than new, at least for some uses, is just too much fun, you know?
“…A Lil Soy Sauce… “
Odumbo manages to alienate the AKC… or at least that part of it that actually likes dogs.
Keep ’em coming, Tin Ear.
Update:
Q: What’s the difference between Obama’s speeches & his homemade chili?
A: One’s a bully pulpit, the other’s a pulpy pitbull.
*heh*
Dan Savage Source Material?
Just in case you’ve
a.) been living under a rock or
b.) get your “news” from the Mass MEdia Podpeople Hivemind
Here’s the poop:
Dan Savage, self-promoted anti-bullying campaigner and homosexual sex advice columnist (“Savage Love”), lit into a vulgarity (and by some reports profanity) laced diatribe against Christians in what was supposed to be a talk on combating bullying given at a national journalism conference for high school students. when a goodly portion of students elected to leave, the anti-bullying campaigner naturally did the right thing. *gag* He called them “pansy asses” as they walked out, just like any accomplished bully would do.
Well, Jazz Shaw, of Hot Air, has found what appears to be Savage’s source material for lectures about bullying:
It’s about time folks began doing the right thing and called out the anti-gay bullies–you know, those unhappy, neurotic, angry homosexuals like Dan Savage who are NOT “gay” but simply unhappy, neurotic, angry homosexuals–who go around bullying people who simply don’t believe that the something like 3-4% of the population* who claim to be homosexuals should be allowed to bully everyone else.
Pure Genius. Not.
I forget where I came across this, but it does speak volumes. Add this to the mom jeans, “57 States,”* “corpse man,” “the Austrian language,” the “girly pitch” and other “coolness” from The Zero: pure stupidity.
It’s sad, really. One always wants to give appropriate credit where it’s due, but with “affirmative discrimination against qualified applicants in favor of favored ‘minorities’ who may OR MAY NOT be qualified” it’s kind of hard, especially when others in his position–*cough* Bush *cough*– have freely shared their academic exploits and foibles but the Imperial Dumbo refuses to. So, just being fair here: it’s pics like this that demonstrate that the actual intellectual prowess of The Zero is consonant with his demonstrated ignorance (“corpse man,” the Austrian language, Maldives for Malvinas, 57 states–number visited at that time, leaving three unvisited, according to the rest of his statement–etc.) that is ignored by a complicit Mass MEdia Podpeople Hivemind, really needs to be discussed. Can we really afford an ignorant, dull Marxist Indonesian who’s nevertheless well-schooled in the Cloward-Pivens, Bill Ayers, Saul Alinsky tactics of subversion as anyone to hold the influence and power this klutz does?
*Just to be clear: in context, the “I’ve visited 57 States so far” indicates he thought there to be MORE States in the US. So his “57 States” comment, combined with so very many other comments indicating historical, geographical and cultural illiteracy do make me wonder: just how dumb is Barry Hussein Odumbo-Soetoro (the first Indonesian president of the US, as far as I can tell from whatever documentation’s available)?
I Do These Things…
…so you don’t have to. Driving into town this a.m., I began singing (if “singing” is the word for it) a little ditty that popped into my head for (literally) God only knows what reason:
On top of some carrots, all covered in mud,
I shot a “wabbit” for old Elmer Fudd.I cooked it with pepper (it tasted like hare),
Poor Elmer just sat there; he could only stare.“I ate all ‘your wabbit’,” I said with aplomb,
“‘Cos you didn’t shoot it; now sit on your thumb.”
OK, I was really close to town by the time I started, so I didn’t even finish the thing, but there you are: my mind, coffee-deprived.
“A Day Late…
Forty-six years ago, I purchased a set of books, the Great Books of the Western World as compiled by Mortimer J. Adler, et al. The 54-volume set was a tad expensive for a high school kid (twice what I paid for my first car, in fact; nowadays, USED copies of the set run from ~$350 to ~$1,200 on Amazon), but has been a great resource for decades. Sadly, the bindings are in rough shape (largely the result of toddlers getting their hands on ’em a couple of decades and more back, as well as simple wear from use), and some volumes are in downright raggedy shape.
Fast forward to today. I picked up 40 of the 54 volumes in excellent condition at a library books sale of donated books. Most appear completely unread, untouched, although volume 1 of the complete works of Shakespeare is well worn (though still not as worn as my original copy). Glad to have ’em. Oh, why only 40 of the 54? Well, volume 2, the first of two volumes comprising the “Syntopicon” was missing from the donated collection, and 13 other volumes had been purchased by one person before I purchased the rest.
I’ll probably print up some book covers for the “raggedy” copies in my original set and place them in among the “new” set for use, as I still use them for reference, although I have re-read few of them entirely in the last couple of decades. I may also add volumes from the 1990 “second edition” of the collection, at least some works that I don’t already own in other editions as separate copies–who doesn’t already own at least one copy of Kierkegaard’s “Fear and Trembling” for example, or “Waiting for Godot” [Beckett], Animal Farm [Orwell], etc.? I think I may skip volumes 59 and 60 (heavy on 20th Century) from the new edition. I despise Joyce, detest Faulkner and Ftzgerald, and Virginia Woolf gives me a rash. The ones in the collection that are worth anything, IMO, I already have, usually in multiple copies (Brecht, Beckett, Chekhov, Eliot, Shaw and others), anyway.
The recent “classes” via Hillsdale College dealing with the Constitution (thanks for the tip, Diane) have already gotten me re-reading background the Founders drew on in the discussions that formed our national government, so this is a timely find for me.
So, I worked a little bit tonight on some bookshelves. *heh* I may actually get our books organized more sensibly this year. Hey! It could happen! At least I have plenty to read and plenty to re-read (and plenty that’s worth re-reading) handy.
BTW, from that great *cough* reference work, Wikipedia (which nevertheless does have a few good articles), this:
“The scientific and mathematical selections also came under criticism for being incomprehensible to the average reader… “
Well, boo-hoo. Literacy is more than just puzzling out weird hieroglyphs on a page. Other criticisms of the collection are on a par with that one. *yawn* Yes, it’s incomplete, but hey, “Great” used to mean something more than simply “good” or “trendy” or “makes feminazis and multi-cultis feel good”.
Addendum 2: It’s interesting, to me at least, that this work was compiled and the “Great Conversation of Ideas” (largely via the tool of the Syntopicon–a monumental work in and of itself, IMO) fostered as a project sponsored by the University of Chicago, and yet The Zero, that soi-disant “constitutional scholar” who (mis)taught as an adjunct prof at that institution, seems completely unaware of the works (and ideas) contained in this collection except in a sort of weird, twisted mythological manner, since he never seems to get references to Western Civ (history OR concepts) anywhere near right.
Dog Bites Man… Again
IOW,
Q: Who’s surprised by this?
NPR’s report purportedly raised “questions” over ALEC’s tax status and quoted extensively from Common Cause. What listeners didn’t learn, however, was that NPR’s reporter, Peter Overby formerly worked for Common Cause.
A: Lobotomized Mass MEdia Podpeople Hivemind Koolaid drinkers living in an echo chamber.
The chances of throwing a rock into a group of NPR “reporters” and hitting something not joined at the hip with the Dhimmicrappic National Committee or some other closely-aligned Conspiracy of Dunces, Morons, Cretins and Traitors* is very nearly zero, so this sort of “revelation”… isn’t. A revelation that is. It’s a “So? What else is new? The Sun appears to rise in the East and set in the West? Wow. *yawn* News” sort of “revelation”.
Color me unsurprised, but then I’ve not been living in an echo chamber under a rock somewhere poisoning myself with Mass MEdia Podpeople Hivemind Koolaid.