Let me restate for the record: I enjoy fresh air, clean water is preferable to dirty, and (deep, DEEP down) I'd be somewhat saddened to see Central Park underneath AlGore's 40 foot water puddle.
Recordings through much of the twentieth century showing an increasing trend in average average global temperatures are hard to dispute (though far from impossible in many cases), so "global warming" can be acknowledged as a factual phenomenon. What is not a proven fact is all the hysteria dumping sole responsibility squarely on the shoulders of humanity. We're not on all the planets in the solar system, yet temperature increases have been recorded on non-Earth solar bodies as well during the same period. Hmm.
Which brings us to Earth Hour 2008. Other than saving the average homeowner a few cents on the electric bill, this is nothing more than a PR stunt designed to make us feel guilty and perform penance for a crime that is not ours.
I didn't turn out any lights that I was using last night - if they were on it was to hold the dark at bay! Some wags on the radio airwaves were suggesting that rather than go dark for an hour we should all go out to Wally World, buy the highest wattage incandescent bulbs we could get our hands on and light those suckers up all night long. That was a nice idea that I found really appealing, but since the environmental wackos have already convinced the US government to put our national food supply into your gas tank instead of our cattle and bellies, I just don't have the discretionary income to play that game.
Fortunately, I was able to do my part to protest this global insanity.
Are you aware of how much smoke an eight foot by six foot by four foot pile of damp, half rotten leaves throws off? Lots! In fact, the pile is still smoldering this morning, sending a thick and steady blue-gray plume heavenward from my back yard. It's quite pretty, actually.
Lest you wonder, I sleep just fine at night. I don't fear that tropical rain forests will suddenly overtake West Virginia, nor do I fear that I'm responsible for the impending drowning of a polar bear. Sorry kids, but when we get pesky enough the planet will simply shrug us off as another failed experiment in biomass replication. The only ones saddened by our demise will be the cockroaches and the rats. They'll need to find some other species to domesticate in order to reopen the endless buffet we provide them with now.
Go Play In The Street is primarily political and social commentary. If you're looking for humor, teenage angst, or a remedy for that embarrassing lack of performance you need to keep moving along - there's nothing to see here.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Thought For The Day
Does Miley Cyrus demand that her Daddy go to Wal-Mart and buy her Hannah Montana pajamas to wear - or is that just too weird to even consider?
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
It Caught My Attention
"i want a bottle of vodka and a bag of pop rocks".
Cesil, posted on the Holy War browser game message board 2008/01/03 - 02:51 (game date and time).
Cesil, posted on the Holy War browser game message board 2008/01/03 - 02:51 (game date and time).
Hey, Malaysia: Allah, Allah, Allah
Yeah, I wrote it: Allah.
Now what?
No confusion here. Christians use "God" to refer to the supreme diety. Muslims prefer "Allah". I haven't been to seminary. Though I have read parts of each I haven't read either the Bible or Koran (hope that's close enough to this weeks preferred spelling that there is no confusion as to what tome I am referring)cover to cover I'm still quite clear on the difference. Which if one is aware of the history is really a difference more of syntax or perspective rather than substance.
Allah.
Oops, I did it again. Still no Muslims here though.
Allah.
If one's god is so fragile and inconsequential that the simple act of a non-believer uttering the name of that god threatens his supremacy then that isn't much of a god after all, is it? Since by definition gods cannot generally be so weak, the true problem must be a matter of personal insecurity on the part of those who go out of their way to find insult where none is intended, given, or even remotely to be found.
Please feel free, Malaysia, to clear the confusion this post has no doubt sown all across the internet.
Allah.
Now what?
No confusion here. Christians use "God" to refer to the supreme diety. Muslims prefer "Allah". I haven't been to seminary. Though I have read parts of each I haven't read either the Bible or Koran (hope that's close enough to this weeks preferred spelling that there is no confusion as to what tome I am referring)cover to cover I'm still quite clear on the difference. Which if one is aware of the history is really a difference more of syntax or perspective rather than substance.
Allah.
Oops, I did it again. Still no Muslims here though.
Allah.
If one's god is so fragile and inconsequential that the simple act of a non-believer uttering the name of that god threatens his supremacy then that isn't much of a god after all, is it? Since by definition gods cannot generally be so weak, the true problem must be a matter of personal insecurity on the part of those who go out of their way to find insult where none is intended, given, or even remotely to be found.
Please feel free, Malaysia, to clear the confusion this post has no doubt sown all across the internet.
Allah.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Thank God We are Safe From Terrorist Ten-Year-Olds!
This link first popped up over the weekend, and persists through today on Drudge. Since it refuses to go away . . ..
The fact that it was a steak knife does make the situation moderately more serious perhaps, but we all know that the "zero common sense" policy in vogue throughout our society would have removed this desperate threat to our collective safety from the free population even if she had been using a butter knife or even - gasp! - a plastic knife! Heck, no doubt a crudely drawn picture of a knife would have been terrifying enough to have this child ". . . arrested and transported to the Juvenile Assessment Center" for evaluation.
A recent KFC ad features an office going into full panic mode because a woman is sitting at her desk, eating lunch, using a fork . . . and a KNIFE!!! The commercial would not be funny if not for the fact that the blind, unthinking refusal to apply reason and common sense to everyday situations pervades this country.
Friends, you are welcome to don the straitjacket and have yourselves interred in the padded cell, fed and emptied by carefully medically supervised tubes.
I, however, refuse to participate. Among many other things, life involves risk. Including the risk that you might have an original thought or encounter an unanticipated experience. I think I can handle that level of risk.
Anyone else willing to come along for the ride?
The fact that it was a steak knife does make the situation moderately more serious perhaps, but we all know that the "zero common sense" policy in vogue throughout our society would have removed this desperate threat to our collective safety from the free population even if she had been using a butter knife or even - gasp! - a plastic knife! Heck, no doubt a crudely drawn picture of a knife would have been terrifying enough to have this child ". . . arrested and transported to the Juvenile Assessment Center" for evaluation.
A recent KFC ad features an office going into full panic mode because a woman is sitting at her desk, eating lunch, using a fork . . . and a KNIFE!!! The commercial would not be funny if not for the fact that the blind, unthinking refusal to apply reason and common sense to everyday situations pervades this country.
Friends, you are welcome to don the straitjacket and have yourselves interred in the padded cell, fed and emptied by carefully medically supervised tubes.
I, however, refuse to participate. Among many other things, life involves risk. Including the risk that you might have an original thought or encounter an unanticipated experience. I think I can handle that level of risk.
Anyone else willing to come along for the ride?
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