This clip is before Carlin melted down into an angry old man. He makes the points I’ve tried to make over the years quite well. I particularly like the part about instead of praying to god he prays to Joe Peschi.
Amazing indeed. At about the 3 minute mark you see the pulsating blue/white – the cops are there. But they’re too slow. Not to mention the fact that something that fast, low to the ground, and small won’t be very easy to get a radar vector on.
That go-kart didn’t have your standard lawnmower engine on it, I’ll tell you that.
You have to read this letter that a U.S Marine commander sent to friends and loved ones. In the same letter you see more clearly than you ever would than if you paid attention to the talking heads on U.S. news programs and talk shows.
He’s no fan of Bill O’Reilly surprisingly enough, but then I can’t stand the guy either. He’s a bully and a blowhard who doesn’t have anything substantive to say. Instead it’s just attack, attack, attack.
But the quote that got me was this one:
Man for man, they now have more combat experience than any Marines in the history of our Corps.
That is a very sad statement of fact. The Marines have always been the first boots on the ground in nearly every conflict, yet this quagmire even surpasses the Vietnam debacle.
The death toll continues to rise and yet we’re all blissfully unaware what’s going on. How we need Marvin back today. But then how we need independent media back today.
You know, Mark Foley could probably used a little advice from an attorney when he was having sexually suggestive IM sessions with congressional pages.
I also find it interesting that now Mr. Foley (Foleyeva for my Russian friends) has acknowledged that he’s a Friend of Dorothy. In almost the same breath he checks himself into alcohol (That’s al cohol for my friends who speak Arabic) rehab. So he’s going to say that his little trysts with male pages was all driven by his alcohol consumption.
Why don’t we out every single conservative Republican? Why? They deserve it.
In any case, a very funny video to make the point:
Very poignant video. I’ve long espoused the same feelings.
|Spoof of the world of marketing – From Cannes Film Festival 2001 – Directed by Tim Hamilton
Having been involved in all sorts of meetings where outside folks were brought in I have to say that this is so on target it isn’t funny.
One type of meeting I particularly loathe is office relocation meetings. Two examples, one when I worked for a big six accounting firm, the other working for a government agency.
The accounting firm was most like the video. I recall it took a good six months and at least three dozen meetings to decide on the color of the seating in the conference room. Then of course we had the external contractor for the networking and telecom blow smoke up our asses for at least a dozen meetings. It was just one big cluster fuck but amazingly the move went off without a hitch.
Contrast that to the government move. That went surprisingly well, was efficient and even went off without a hitch. Total time from go to move was six months. Everybody did their part. So next time you bitch about government employees keep that in mind.
Because October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
I’ve lost two members of my family to this dread disease. And anything I can do to help eradicate it is worth it to me. That’s also why I’m doing the five mile walk on the 22nd. If you wish to sponsor me, please contact me via comments.
Well, day one of oral surgery was ok. But then I hadn’t taken the Decadron yet. Decadron is a steroidal anti-inflammatory. But it has a very interesting effect – it opens my drainage passages in my ear so that it disturbs my vestibular function. Thing is I’ve been taking the stuff for three days and finally made the connection last night. Took one of the Decadron this morning and sure enough, vertigo returns with a vengeance.
Looks like I didn’t make it through as cleanly as I thought I would. Oh well. I still have my little happy pills for when it gets really ugly. I’ve been using those sparingly.