Thursday, August 25, 2005

"... but is morally treasonable to the American public"

"The President is merely the most important among a large number of public servants. He should be supported or opposed exactly to the degree which is warranted by his good conduct or bad conduct, his efficiency or inefficiency in rendering loyal, able, and disinterested service to the nation as a whole. Therefore it is absolutely necessary that there should be full liberty to tell the truth about his acts, and this means that it is exactly as necessary to blame him when he does wrong as to praise him when he does right. Any other attitude in an American citizen is both base and servile. To announce that there must be no criticism of the President, or that we are to stand by the President, right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public. Nothing but the truth should be spoken about him or any one else. But it is even more important to tell the truth, pleasant or unpleasant, about him than about any one else."
— Teddy Roosevelt

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

The Cyborg Name Generator


Mechanical Electronic Android Normally for Dangerous Exploration and Repair

Dependable Renegade: Sacrifice is patriotic, right?

Deteriorata

Deteriorata
(National Lampoon)


(You are a fluke of the universe.
You have no right to be here.
Deteriorata, Deteriorata)

Go placidly amidst the noise and waste, and remember what comfort there may be in owning a piece thereof. Avoid quiet and passive persons, unless you are in need of sleep. Rotate your tires. Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself; and heed well their advice, even though they be turkeys. Know what to kiss - and when. Consider that two wrongs never make a right, but that three do. Wherever possible, put people on hold. Be comforted, that in the face of all irridity and disillusionment, and despite the changing fortunes of time, there is always a big future in computer maintenance.

(You are a fluke of the universe.
You have no right to be here.
Whether you can hear it or not,
The universe is laughing behind your back.)

Remember the Pueblo. Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle, and mutilate. Know yourself. If you need help, call the FBI. Exercise caution in your daily affairs, especially with those persons closest to you... That lemon on your left, for instance. Be assured that a walk through the seas of most souls would scarcely get your feet wet. Fall not in love, therefore, it will stick to your face. Gracefully surrender the things of youth: the birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan - and let not the sands of time get in your lunch. Hire people with hooks. For a good time, call 606-4311, ask for Ken. Take heart in the deepening gloom that your dog is finally getting enough cheese. And reflect that whatever misfortune may be your lot, it could only be worse in Milwaukee.

(You are a fluke of the universe.
You have no right to be here.
Whether you can hear it or not,
The universe is laughing behind your back.)

Therefore, make peace with your god, whatever you perceive him to be: hairy thunderer or cosmic muffin. With all its hopes, dreams, promises, and urban renewal, the world continues to deteriorate. GIVE UP!

(You are a fluke of the universe.
You have no right to be here.
Whether you can hear it or not,
The universe is laughing behind your back.)

Saturday, August 20, 2005

The Battle For America

The Battle For America

This is beautiful. In these dark days we have to remember what we're fighting for.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

In The Spirit of Multi-culturalism...

I offer this language lesson:



Thank you.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Liberals Are So Intolerant! / The Right loves to sling this smug accusation at critics from the Left. Mark Morford has a reply

Mark Morford is one of my favorite essayists -- I look forward to every column! Here he punctures one of the Right's constant attacks on liberal tolerance:

Liberals Are So Intolerant! / The Right loves to sling this smug accusation at critics from the Left. Mark Morford has a reply

Monday, August 15, 2005

I know what it is....

I think that I'm damned tired of ranting to friends [few] and family [fewer].

No one cares. Who I am and what I think isn't important to them, and really? Never has been.

So I'll put it here.

Is This Thing On?

I guess I'm wondering where to start.

Some bitching, some linking, maybe the occasional cool story.