Tag Archives: stupidity

No guns. “Another reason not to venture to the dark north.”

“Screw Canada.”

It’s all because someone thought didn’t think:

“it’s not beyond the realm of possibility that someone would forget a gun in their car,” a Canadian lawyer said. It’s no different than leaving a pair of hockey skates in your car in Canada. And you American basterds stole all of Canada’s Good Hockey Players.

Sorry, but I just couldn’t help editorializing with that last sentence. I am driven to say that Canadian and lawyer are kind of an oxymaroon when taken in that context.

Thank you, American Gun Nuts supreme. Canada needs more publicity like this in order for that wall to get as high as possible. Please tell everyone. Oh, wait. The NRA is quite capabley doing that.

Der Homeland Stasi says der homeland isn’t threatened

“The homeland”, whatever the fuck that is, is safe for now. You all can keep on keeping on brushing your tooth.

“We are not aware of a specific [toothpaste] threat to the homeland at this time [but we keep on keeping up hope],” Der Homeland Stasi said. “This routine communication is an important part of our commitment to making sure we meet that priority.” –Der Homeland Stasi, otherwise known as Der Homelant St, err, The Department of Homeland Security, or some shit like that.

Shouldn’t “the H” be capitalized, as in The Homeland? How remiss of The Stasi not to get it right. Will someone please find a literate Republican to form a Congressional committee to investigate this transgression? kthx

As of this moment, there is no word on any recent mall or school shootings, but I’m certain that will change imminently.

Neil Young: dufus celebrity millionaire know-nothing liar

For a man born and educated in Canada, the ignoramus Neil Young has learned absolutely nothing, other than how to promote himself as an aging rocker with naught to do but spout bullshit in order to revive a sagging career. Of course, he hasn’t lived in Canada for forty years or more, so it’s no surprise that he doesn’t know shit about Shinola.

I can’t go into a bunch of detail. -Neil Young

I think that pretty much sums up his knowledge of Canada and Canadians. Thank Christ he wasn’t born here. Oh, wait, he was. How mortifying that Neil Young could be so ignorant of his own country.

Young Neil, go back to California and burn your middle-east oil. It’s great to know that your chosen country’s 9/11 Saudi Arabian butchers have your complete and undying support. Why not use some of your idle-no-more time to write a song about your support for your murderous heroes?

The magnitude of the observation goes unrecognized

My bags are packed, I’m ready to go

Dawn is breakin’, the taxi’s waitin’ *

Or some shit like that.

And it’s all because of cake crack, which, for all I know, could also resemble plumber’s crack.

A Scottsdale family on Wednesday said their cheesecake is a Christmas miracle.

When they pulled the dessert out of the oven, it cracked as it cooled. According to the family, the cake crack resembles a crucifix. –azcentral.com

Talk is cheap. And it’s not Easter yet.

* With apologies to John Denver, who, having run out of airspeed, altitude and ideas all at the same time, smacked the waters of Monterey Bay.

Catch-22

Obviously, Mike Rogers, House Intelligence Chair (now there’s an oxymaroon if there ever was one) has drunk the cool-aid, along with everyone else:

“you can’t have your privacy violated if you don’t know your privacy is violated, right?”

TechDirt link here.

I can remember reading Heller’s Catch-22 more than a few times, and each time, I had more than a few moments of insane laughter at the craziness of it all.

From Catch-22, by Joseph Heller:

“You’re wasting your time,” Doc Daneeka was forced to tell him.

“Can’t you ground someone’s who’s crazy?”

“Oh sure, I have to. There’s a rule saying I have to ground anyone who’s crazy.”

“Then why don’t you ground me. Ask Clevinger.”

“Clevinger? Where is Clevinger? You find Clevinger and I’ll ask him.”

“Then ask any of the others. They’ll tell you how crazy I am.”

“They’re crazy.”

“Then why don’t you ground them?”

“Why don’t they ask me to ground them?”

“Because they’re crazy, that’s why.”

“Of course they’re crazy,” Doc Daneeka replied. “I just told you they’re crazy didn’t I? And you can’t let crazy people decide whether you’re crazy or not can you?”

Yossarian looked at him soberly and tried another approach. “Is Orr crazy?”

“He sure is,” Doc Daneeka said.

“Can you ground him?”

“I sure can but first he has to ask me to. That’s part of the rule.”

“Then why doesn’t he ask you to?”

“Because he’s crazy,” Doc Daneeka said. “He has to be crazy to keep flying combat missions after all the close calls he’s had. Sure I can ground Orr. But first he has to ask me to.”

“That’s all he has to do to be grounded?”

“That’s all. Let him ask me.”

“And then you can ground him?” Yossarian asked.

“No, then I can’t ground him.”

“You mean there’s a catch?”

“Sure there is a catch,” Doc Daneeka replied. “Catch-22. Anyone who wants to get out of combat duty isn’t really crazy.”

There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, that specified that a concern for one’s own safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind. Orr was crazy and could be grounded. All he had to do was ask; and as soon as he did, he would no longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions. Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn’t, but if he was sane, he had to fly them. Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of the clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle.

“That’s some catch, that Catch-22,” he observed.

“It’s the best there is,” Doc Daneeka replied.

RCMP Goon Squad bags another trophy, shoots it in the back

The RCMP Goon Squad, forever on the prowl for new shooting targets victims in British Columbia, has bagged another trophy man by shooting him in the back. To me, that’s not even sporting.

Come on guys, you back-shooters out there should at least grow a testicle and look one of your victims in the eyes before the chickenshit psychos among you pull a trigger. If you can’t bear to look your victim in the eyes, at least take your shot at the victim when he’s facing you.

I mean really, the stapler can’t do a lot of damage unless you’re hard at work writing untrue reports and filing them under “F” for fiction.

http://news.nationalpost.com/2013/10/07/inquest-hears-rcmp-shot-former-canadian-soldier-twice-in-the-back/

slate.com: end-user fail

Updated December 16, 2013: From a recent gigaom.com posting:

Publishers must break free of the Newsstand and InDesign/PDF trap…

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The Newsstand and tablet magazine honeymoon is over.

More here on the demise of tablet magazines.

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Slate.com recently redesigned their site. Call me a Luddite, but the new design is a complete fail. Pages won’t load. There’s no search bar. Comment log-in/sign-up won’t load. Timeouts loading pages in a browser are interminable. The entire site update has been designed to be “looked at” and to “look pretty” on a tablet or smartphone. Ho-hum.

If you really want a summary of how some of slate.com’s formerly dedicated viewers feel about the site redesign, check out the comments – if you have time to wait for them to show up.

Here’s a timely article on why tablet/smartphone magazines are a fail on gigaom.com. Slate didn’t really turn itself into a smartphone/tablet mag, did they? Perhaps that’s why there’s no search bar.

I’ve already jumped ship to http://www.theatlantic.com/.