Saturday, February 26, 2005

Random thoughts not in the news

I can't help but blog a bit about something that has risen in my consciousness this past week or two: competition. Don't expect news links here or anything... it's simply that a number of interesting situations recently have added up to a single point of curiousity for me. Can it be that many of our political differences can be attributed to how we view the spirit of competition (good or bad)?

My 4-year-old niece recently lost at Scrabble Junior (apparently for the first time ever). She looked at me and said, "You and I both won!"

I said, "Nope. I won but you played a marvelous game!" and extended my hand for a handshake in the spirit of good gamesmanship.

She wouldn't shake it and instead answered with, "Well, it doesn't really matter who won."

What, I ask you, are they teaching her in pre-school? That if YOU aren't the winner then it really isn't necessary to acknowledge the game well-played?

While listening to a radio talk show just yesterday, I heard a caller say, "What ever happened to the spirit of unity?" when referring to American foreign policy.

I wanted to scream at the caller, "Unity is only possible after one side gets their arses kicked, you idiot!"

THIS my friends is the root of many of our political differences, I believe. Liberals want us all to simply "get along" and not worry about who wins. Conservatives value competition and understand that it makes us a better society. I really have come to the conclusion now that the differences in our American political parties are really simple. It's about how we handle competition -- Conservatives say it's good for America and we play well with others; Liberals say it's a bad thing for self-esteem and they take their ball home if they don't win.

Can it really be that simple?

It's Friday...

need I say anymore than that? The work week is over; Bush's European dog and pony show is done; my homework has been submitted; and I won at cards tonight... ah! Does it get any better? ;-)

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Nearly HALF will go Unidentified

I am so sorry to report that the forensic search to identify the remaining 42% of the 9/11 victims has come to an end.

New York's Medical Examiner's office has so far identified the remains of 1,585 of the 2,749 victims who died, using DNA, dental records, or bits of jewelry. Only eight remains have been identified since September, and at most only two or three more bodies are likely to be identified.

The remaining families will soon receive letters explaining that the limits of forensic science been reached for now. Nearly ten thousand unidentified bone and tissue fragments have been sealed and stored in case developments in technology allow for identification in the future.

Of those killed, 42 percent remain unidentified due to difficulties in getting DNA samples from the remains.

I cannot even begin to imagine the pain and sorrow the families of the unidentified victims have endured lo these three years. The waiting has come to an end but not a conclusion for them. Maybe some day in the future, the deterioration of DNA can be rectified and their loved ones finally identified.

The Islamo-facists who perpetrated this act of horror on all the families of every American are paying for their murders every day in Afghanistan and Iraq. I just pray that one day we'll apprehend Usama Bin Laden and he can answer for these crimes with his own life (slowly and painfully).

God bless the families of the victims -- may God hold you close and comfort you all.

Virtual Moonbat (as if we don't have enough ACTUAL ones?)

Okay, this may be old news to some of you but I just ran across the funniest little gizmo for the sidebar of my blog. I am always amazed by the things that people do to entertain others... and then happily give us permission to use to entertain yet others! hehehe Sean Gleeson is one such person. Evidently he created this a while back but I just ran across it this evening.

If you haven't noticed, please take note of the Autorantic Virtual Moonbat in the sidebar of my blog. It's a hoot! And, trust me on this, it is just like some of the goofy nonsense that the actual moonbats spew at protests when countered with some good old fashioned Conservative logic! hehehe Nice job and thanks for loaning out the fun to others, Sean! Sean's blog is a lot of fun to read, so do pay a visit this generous, humorous, humanitarian blogger. ;-)

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

Oh, What a Web the Left Weaves

Leave it to David Horowitz of Front Page Magazine to launch an "unspinning" of that web for the rest of us. The website is a giant blackhole that will suck in all your leisure web-browsing time, so use it wisely. I'm still clicking away and engrossed with all the information there. The Left isn't too happy about this new "Discover the Network" project which obviously means that Horowitz is definitely on their trail!

Saturday, February 19, 2005

What's wrong with this picture?

Absolutely nothing. If you look closely at the picture above, you will note that all the Marines pictured are bowing their heads. That's because they're praying.

This incident took place at a recent ceremony honoring the birthday of the corps and it has the ACLU up in arms. "These are federal employees," says Lucius Traveler, a spokesman for the ACLU, "on federal property and on federal time. For them to pray is clearly an establishment of religion, and we must nip this in the bud immediately."

When asked about the ACLU's charges, Colonel Jack Fessender, speaking for the Commandant of the Corps said (cleaned up a bit), "Screw the ACLU. God bless our warriors. Send the ACLU to France."

Irony Lives!

For those of you who think the Dept. of Defense has no sense of humor or that the US Navy has lost its sense of irony, I give you the ATTACK sub named Jimmy Carter! No one points out the irony any better than Scott Ott. Let's all pray the North Koreans and the Iranians don't develop intercontinental ballistic nerf missiles...

A Legend at the Louisville Palace in April

Okay, I know I've been absent a while and have had no serious thoughts on politics in weeks. Yes, I've had the flu and I've been out of town on business but I know those aren't serious excuses for missing so much time on the blog...

I return to seriousness today with this little bit of news:
JOHN PRINE, the legendary Kentuckian who wrote the most fun and folky music of the Baby Boomer generation, will be appearing with Leon Redbone at the Louisville Palace on Friday 4/29/05 at 8pm.

For those of you who don't know this legend, he is the Bob Dylan of the folk/country set. John has just about as much singing talent as Dylan and is as good or better a poet! He can paint a picture of the country in Kentucky like no one else. I can't imagine that any other artist has as much fun with the English language as does Prine.

John Prine has always had a special place in my heart after seeing him play live one night (ages ago before fame and fortune befell him) at the Iron Skillet in Bowling Green, Kentucky. Just for fun, I'll provide you with the chorus from one of my personal favorites, "Please Don't Bury Me."

Please don't bury me
Down in that cold cold ground
No, I'd druther have "em" cut me up
And pass me all around
Throw my brain in a hurricane
And the blind can have my eyes
And the deaf can take both of my ears
If they don't mind the size
Give my stomach to Milwaukee
If they run out of beer
Put my socks in a cedar box
Just get "em" out of here
Venus de Milo can have my arms
Look out! I've got your nose
Sell my heart to the junkman
And give my love to Rose

Saturday, February 12, 2005

Mad How Disease

A new gem from Russ Vaughn posted originally at

Mad How Disease

Words recently read have just so made my day,
Some whimsical wisdom from sage Austin Bay,
Who points out profoundly and slick as you please,
The Democrat Party has Mad How Disease.
The infection most certainly is iatrogenic,
From too many visits to Dr. Dean’s clinic.
They should have been warned that they should be wary
Of getting too chummy with the Left’s Typhoid Mary.

With such manifest symptoms, diagnosis is simple,
That boil on their butt is now more than a pimple.
Diagnosing the pathogen’s really no chore:
Yellow streak down the back, an aversion to war.
Beginning mid-body there’s a leftward progression,
Higher levels of bile and mounting aggression.
Some victims of Mad How go totally postal,
Especially those diagnosed as being bi-coastal.

A most telling trait is a Roquefort stench
And delirious devotion to anything French.
Older victims on campus seem sallow and pale
With that sure sign of Mad How, a grey pony-tail.
Repetitive chanting, waving x-rated banners,
Are significant symptoms, as are infantile manners.
Shouts of “Vietnam!” and “Quagmire!” as foul epithets,
Could lead one to conclude this a form of Tourettes.

So what’s the prognosis for the Party’s infection?
That depends what is in the mad doctor’s injection.
If it’s more toxic serums of weakness and fear,
The fate of the victims is fatally clear.
Despairingly cynical, brimming with hate,
They’re likely to share the other dodo bird’s fate,
An ignoble end to their political journey,
A sheet over the face and Rove pushing the gurney.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Cancel that APB on the Missing Blogger...

Sorry to be missing in action for so long! I'm in Durham, NC on business all week. It's been a challenging week from morning 'til night so I haven't had any quality blogtime. I promise to report in full when I get back to Louisville.

In the meantime, be sure to harrass a Liberal or two for me. I'm not running into any in NC! ;-)

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Did anyone see the Senior Windbag from Massachusetts in the audience tonight?

And now a rebuttal from Mr. Magoo and Skeletor...

Moving State of the Union Speech

At this very moment, after watching the President deliver the most moving State of the Union speech ever, I could not possibly be prouder to be an American! I couldn't be prouder of our President, our troops, and the Iraqis! Can we ship the Dems to Iraq and bring the good decent Iraqi people here?...

God bless those wonderful parents and their son.

Hat tip to the FReeper who posted the above pic during the live thread on Free Republic tonight. There were a number of FReepers who were quick on the draw with pictures during the speech and rebuttal. It's a load of fun to participate in the live threads there during historic moments. I'll be posting some more of the "fun" in a few moments.

Let's Support Our Troops!

Thanks my new-found interest in reading as much of Russ Vaughn's writing as I can, I found an article by him on the ChronWatch site. Thanks for making us aware of a way in which we can ALL support our troops. It doesn't take a lot of time; it doesn't take any money... Let's do it!

Thanks, Russ!

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

New Russ Vaughn Poem! LOVE IT!

The Fool and the Traitor
Written by Russ VaughnTuesday, February 01, 2005

One came to us sooner, the other came later,
The first is a Fool the second’s a Traitor.
The Fool showed his colors in dark murky waters
Giving fathers good cause to lock up their daughters.

Stern Teddy decries we’ve no plan to get out,
Invoking his own, an unbridled rout.
To him exit strategy has but one purpose,
Get the door open and swim to the surface.

The Traitor, well folks, that’s more complicated,
His history’s distorted, war records inflated.
He’s a hero he claims but his buddies say no,
Leaving him as a hero with no place to go.

When our country was bleeding, he bled us with leeches,
Giving false testimony, which history impeaches.
Then somehow expected that we’d all forget,
And elect him commander, oh sure, John, you bet.

Getting back to the Fool, do we heed this old boozer,
Who constantly tells us that we are a loser?
When facts tell us different, tell us we are a winner,
Despite the nay says of this blowhard ‘aginner.

We’re on the right side, we’re fightin’ for freedom,
And those who oppose us, well, we’re gonna bleed ‘em.
The jihadists we fight end in bloody repose;
And the Fool and the Traitor with a bad bloody nose.

Russ Vaughn
2d Bn, 327th Parachute Infantry Regiment
101st Airborne Division
Vietnam 65-66

About the Writer: Russ describes himself as a proud red-state retard and a former Democrat 'til they made him politically homeless and the Republicans offered him shelter. He spent six years as a paratrooper and served in Vietnam with the 101st Airborne. Russ receives e-mail at