Friday, May 27, 2011

D. O. M.

Hey, DOM--you're a Dirty Old Man. Or maybe we'll call you "King Leer".

The pic is "Dominique Strauss-Kahn Meets Barack and Michelle Obama" from 2009. What a hound. Hat Tip NR Corner & my friend Pete.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

James Delingpole Deals With the O'Bama Blarney

Painfully funny.

Ah Bejaysus and Begorrah! Oi’ll be swearin’ boi the auld shrine to the Vorgin with the shamrocks growin’ round it next to the hill where Cuchullain slew the Great Leprechaun of Kildare on St Patrick’s Day that Barack Seamus O’Toole Flaherty Joyce O’Bama is the most Irish US president that ever set foot on the Emerald Oisle, so he is, so he is.

Except, when he’s in Africa, of course, when he disappears into the dry ice and re-emerges with a grass skirt and a bone through his nose and declares himself to be Mandingo, Prince of the Bloodline of the Bonga People, Drinker of Cattle Urine, Father of A Thousand Warrior Sons, Keeper of King Solomon’s Mines, Barehanded Slayer of Lions, Undaunted Victim of the Evil Colonial British Empire.

And in the Middle East, where he is Al-Barak Hussein Obama, Protector of the Holy Shrine, Smiter of the Kuffar, Lion of the Desert, Tent-Loving-Aficionado-of-the-Oversweetened-Coffee, Chomper of Sheeps’ Eyeballs, Restorer of the Caliphate.


Keep reading it until the end. It's a can of verbal whoop-ass to say the least. Every line hits the target.

Ubiquarian presents "A Decade"

Owen White gives us ten points to ponder, or perhaps to chew on, over at his blog which has become regular reading for me. My guess is that Owen and I disagree completely on a long list of particulars which are all ultimately inconsequential, but that we are true brothers of the drinking variety.

My favorite points are numbers 3 and 6. Three because I can only think of certain topics through a Pieperian lens. Six because it's simply too accurate, like the archer who splits the arrow, and simultaneous laugh-out-loud funny, like maybe the arrow is wearing Groucho glasses, or lets out a fake fart noise... or something. Excerpt:

My favorite religious blog posts are the ones where some guy waxes on and on (drowning in the affect of a strained world weariness, even though he seems like the sort who would struggle to get through two beers and probably still feels all ex-Evangelical guilty when he swears) about the dangers of internet religious blogging - noting the irony that he himself is doing it, while admonishing presumably less wise readers as to what sort of things should be avoided. It reminds me of that time when I was a kid and Mac Davis sang Lord It's Hard to Be Humble on the Muppets.

But please read the whole thing. It's a keeper.

I would leave

Everybody with sense is leaving New York. This article explains it. Favorite paragraph:

Then there's the cost of living in New York City. A 2009 report by the Center for an Urban Future found that "a New Yorker would have to make $123,322 a year to have the same standard of living as someone making $50,000 in Houston. In Manhattan, a $60,000 salary is equivalent to someone making $26,092 in Atlanta." Even Queens, the report found, is the fifth most expensive urban area in the country.

I remember a DBA from New York back about 10 years ago who wanted $250.00/hour. Real fat guy. Too bad for him the internet got fast. Someone in Mumbai probably has his job now. Or maybe even Houston or Atlanta.

Here's a good comment from an honest New Yorker.

I was born in Brooklyn more than 50 years ago, and have lived on Long Island nearly all my life. I LOVE New York and had really hoped so spend my whole life here, die here, and be buried in Brooklyn a short distance from my place of birth. But taxes have driven me out. I just returned this week from a trip to New Mexico looking for a place to live there. If the damn politicians do not lower taxes, the only people who will be remaining in New York are those that cannot afford to move elsewhere. It's the damn politicians fault for the sky-high taxes, and poor economy. God help New York because the damn politicians certainly won't.

It would have been nice if the Repub candidate for Governor up there hadn't been kind of a nut. Imagine what a Chris Christie could for the Empire State.