Bungling to Cookin’

Now that the Repulsian Partei only represents Anglo-Saxon Caucasian Supremist Male Evilgelicals who know that any properly submissive women would not think, much less mention, sexual predation as being anything less than a blessing to their persons, the allegations against the current candidate for Justice must be fraudulent and to counter that criminality and sin, the FBI has been instructed to make up an equally fraudulent investigation in the best interests of Caucasian Supremacy justice and holiness.

At least that’s the sense of Southron Old Confederacy outlook on the matter that I could gather over the weekend.

In this light, and the coming pogrom of everyone who isn’t them, Climate Change may be a mitzvah? That way another species gets their chance to vertically copulate the planet.

DuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhD!

As I was plumbing the InBox this morning, I ran across an article [Link] entitled “Pentagon Will Only Accept Proposals for Military Cloud Network on DVD.”

I have to admit that this was a bit of a perk-up. When I retired from the Yankee Government Service, proposals had to be on paper, as many copies as the contracting agency though – in their wildest imagination – that they might need, and hand delivered, The latter was because they wanted to make sure the respondent didn’t look like a Communist or a terrorist fanatic. The former was because they didn’t want to waste their appropriated and authorized money on paper and printers. There was some discussion when I retired of changing to “floppy” disks but these ideas were viewed by management as speciously as the idea of telecommuting. 

I can recall an experiment – ostensibly telecommuting – that the Yankee Navy ran inside the beltway where they let people telecommute one day a week from an abandoned Great Patriotic War era warehouse. The catch was that it wasn’t near any of the people telecommuting and they had to pay for their use of the work spaces. Sort of like those motels that charge by the hour for buggy beds with dirty sheets.

Along this line, the author of this essay noted

“Still, DVDs are a bizarre means of local storage these days. Why not a USB thumb drive? The reason is probably classified — or just completely arbitrary.”

This demonstrates how this journalist doesn’t know what he is writing about. Either Yankee Government rules nor IT stuff. Anyone competent on either knows – trivially – that a DVD is read-only while a USB stick is read-write. DuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhD! 

I can only hope that the contracting agency charged the journalist for the interview. I hate to think my taxes were wasted on such a haggis-head.

Bungling Brothers Circus

I watched the proceeding in Congress yesterday. And I have a few observations:

The membership of congress needs to be taken into custody for suspicion of treason;

Political parties need to be considered as gangs and membership in them criminalized;

Dr. Ford needs a competent therapist, if one can be found in California, to help her deal with her denial problems and a squad of Recon Marines to deal with her bullying problems; and

Mr. Cavanaugh gave an excellent performance as a self-righteous, arrogant schmuck who should be debarred and given a job as mucker in the District Sewer System.

Making Alabama Garbage

Four day. Survived an expedition to Nawth Alibam’s Shining City on the Hill yesterday. Only encountered six traffic stoppages, which was four less than last week. Huntsville is rapidly becoming the town of immobility.

On which note I saw this morning at gym that the new Doubleday Pornography Team would be known as “Trash Pandas”. Seems rather a fitting name, especially the Trash part. And since the team will be located in Madison where all the yuppies are, eating bamboo (and kelp) is probably accurate as well. It also seems to foretell another disaster of failure for sports porn in Nawth Alibam, given the widespread inability of getting pandas in zoos to produce (offspring.)

While we’re on the insane stupidity azimuth, I also saw that the state’s Chief Bigot, who is trying very hard to add the title of Principle Pedophile to his honors and accomplishments, is litigating the pseudo-celebrity who “interviewed” him. I am not sure which is the greater magnitude act of stupidity, agreeing to the interview or litigating a pseudo-celebrity who can only profit from the publicity? 

On the positive side, this certainly sets the bar deep underground for whoever is Chief Justicer of Alibam. I suspect a deceased congenital syphilitic would present a better effectiveness.

Looking further afield, we have the spectacle of the Repulsians ramming through a Know Nothing candidate for Justicer of the Yankee Top Court. This guy is wasted as a justicer; he would be one of the world’s great used motorcar salesmen if he dared the risk.

I also note that the running shoe industry is floating a new line of knee pads for people who are dissatisfied with the national legal system. Evidently they are blissfully (?) unaware that the Amerikan legal system is formulated to advantage the cunning and criminal over the rational and honest.

 

Making Amerikan Garbage

Labor Day Weekend!

Seems rather a travesty, doesn’t it? What with the government controlled by the Sheriff of Nottingham party that works as hard as it can to steal money from the poor and give it to the rich?

And is trying its best to make the nation safe for people who rape college students? Financially and sexually.

Where the First Liar (of the Yankee Republic) is rubbing his nether parts on flag poles and accusing his Chief Bigot of treason.

The grand event of the weekend will be a Politician Prevarication Party in memory of a congress critter with actual (NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) integrity.

But today the petrol retailers are cranking up the price on their pumps because so many people will be out on the highways looking for a little relief by death.

One rather suspects George O’Reilley is the happiest man in the country.

Apple Politics

Yesterday as I was motoring back from NAwth Alibam’s Shining City on the Hill, listening to their Public Wireless station – because, well, it isn’t either superstition and mysticism or junk music – and they mentioned, as a category, Republicans who use iPhones.

This provoked some cogitation. In fact, I quit listening to their blather to think. It was a mixed bag; happily the rain was a sprinkle and the density of stupitists (stupid & motorists) was quite low, being midmorning going Sowth on US231. 

I first reflected on the combination of iPhone and MAGA. This seemed so incongrous as to be orthogonal. Somehow I pictured MAGAites purchasing some no-contract unknown-brand phone at MalWart. 

So I next reflected on the Republicans that I knew who had iPhones. A pattern emerged: suit wearers; college degrees; people who dismissed Faux News as propaganda. IOW, people who knew what conservative means other than a catch phrase. People who are actually Republican not because they have any affection for the party but because it is less evil to them than the other. 

People who stay married. Or never marry. And know more than 600 words. And can, mostly, write in cursive. 

But almost all are not STEMs. And the ones who are don’t want to waste smart time on what should be an appliance.

People somewhat akin to the Founding Fathers. Except not particularly wealthy. Nor clad in clothes more appropriate to the privacy of one’s house while mucking out the potty. In public. Or on an airplane.

With tolerance and a sense of humor. And self-discipline.

IOW, not the 90% of Republicans who validate Sturgeon’s Rule.

So maybe they are the ones we should let breed?

Memories of Times Past

This morning, while belatedly perusing the FaceScroll, I ran across some pictures posted by the Yankee Army Woe College of their entering students gathering and signing for their textbooks. (It is, after all, an Army schule.)

I have to admit that this was a fond reminder of one of the most amusing situation at the Woe College, watching a plethora (class) of Field Grades having to practice their newly directed politeness skills (????) to the library clerks. Needless to say this requirement sat poorly on the shoulders of many of these officers. 

The other most amusing situation was any time one was in seminar and cited an equation to make a point. Even though almost all of the students had to pass calculus in college, almost none have used any of it since that time and so maths are as alien to Woe College students as “change is to military monks.” (They can identify the source of that quote.)