Liberal Crybabies

So there was a story in the local news this week about some anti-Obama posters that were put up around the town of China Grove. One lady was so “shocked” and “offended” that she started taking the posters down:

“I almost cried when I got back in the car knowing that it’s 2009 and people in the community put signs up like that. This is wrong, this is the President of the United States.”

The woman said she believed the flyers, some of which include the words “Fascism” and “Socialism,” are also racist.

And it’s not just in China Grove. All over the Internet, liberals are whining about how President Obama isn’t getting “respect” and the “honor” due the President of the  United States (seriously, do a Google News search… the number of “why are they making fun of Obama?” posts is growing by leaps and bounds).

To this, I’ll ask: where the hell have you people been for the past eight years? Are you guys shitting me? Am I missing something here?

Please correct me if I’m wrong, but as I understand it, the people that used to carry these signs:




Are now offended by this sign?


Come now… you people can’t be serious! You don’t see anything the least bit hypocritical about this, hmmmm? Not even just a teeny bit?

Look people, I was no fan of GWB. In fact, had I been offered a “Not Al Gore” or “Not John Kerry” option in the voting booth I would have checked that box instead. But you didn’t hear me whining about all the “Bush is Hitler” posters and bumper stickers of the past eight years. And that’s because demonizing your opponent is at least as old as the Romans, and almost surely the Greeks before them. I promise you that somewhere in Italy you can find an ancient Roman ruin with “Ceasar is a goatfucker” chiseled on the side. And with the rise of the printing press, mass-produced political cartoons came about, and they’ve always been nasty, at least all the way back to Guy Fawkes and the Gunpowder Plot of 1605 (to say nothing of similar “cartoons” from ancient Egypt).

The point is, it’s at the very least disingenuous for people that had “End of an Error” bumper stickers on their car, “01-20-09” countdown timers on their blogs, and\or “W is for Worst” t-shirts to start complaining when the opposition does the same thing to your guy. You are more grown up than that, aren’t you?

Asian Woman Misses Point

For those of you who don’t know, the city of Charlotte, North Carolina juts up against the North Carolina\South Carolina border. In fact, many towns in South Carolina – like Fort Mill, Tega Cay, and Lake Wylie – are considered suburbs of Charlotte. So it’s not uncommon for our local news to report on happenings in South Carolina… such as an Asian woman named “Jane” who was recently offended by a “No Colors” sign at The Knot Hole, a Lake Wylie biker bar. As anyone who’s ever even considered going to a biker bar knows, a “no colors” sign refers to gang clothing…. you know, “Hell’s Angels” colors or patches vs. “Bandidos” colors or patches… that sort of thing.

Well, even though “Jane” was college educated, she was apparently completely oblivious of the gang meaning and thought the bar meant “no coloreds”. She was so offended that she did the only reasonable thing – she called a local TV station to complain:

“At first looking at it I was offended, and then after that I got kind of angry,” said Jane.

A few days ago Jane, who is of Asian descent, and some girlfriends headed to the bar for a drink and the sign stopped her in her tracks.

“Whether you are white, black, Asian, Hispanic — it doesn’t matter what race you are, just reading that sign you should be offended by it,” Jane said.

I don’t have children, but if I did I would weep for their future.

Read all about it here.

Fun with Google Translate

So… last night I was thinking about the episode of Newsradio where Jimmy James had his book Jimmy James: Capitalist Lion Tamer translated from English into Japanese and then back into English again, where it became Jimmy James: Macho Business Donkey Wrestler.

Just for kicks, I decided to translate some of my own writing using Google Translate. Unfortunately, a single round of translation wasn’t funny, so I translated it from English into German, then into Ukranian, then into Thai, then into Swedish, then back into English.

Here’s the original text:

Why is it that some men feel the need to tell me that they would sleep with some obviously beautiful celebrity?

You’d “tap” Jessica Alba? Really? Really? Welcome to the least exclusive club in the entire world, buddy: “Men Who Would Sleep With Jessica Alba”! We currently have 3.8 billion members. We meet on Tuesdays at the Y. Bring cookies. Come early – seating is limited.

Call me stupid… call me old-fashioned… but I always thought that “I’d tap that” was used when talking about friends, chicks at the grocery store… that kind of thing, or maybe a celebrity that most people wouldn’t consider to be attractive. In fact, the whole point of “I’d tap that” was to bring attention to the fact that you’d sleep with someone who wasn’t especially known for her looks. Thus, you’d say something like “You know Brenda at JustCuts? I’d tap that!” or “I can’t help it… I’d hit Kirstie Alley”.

To say that you’d “tap” or “hit” someone obvious like Scarlett Johanssen, Angelina Jolie, January Jones or Katy Perry… well, it just sounds stupid. If given the chance, all of us, the entire male population of planet Earth, would do the same thing, genius. I know your mom told you that you were special, but really… you’re not.

But that’s just me talking.

Here’s what Google gave me:

Why some people feel the need to tell me to sleep a few known natural beauty?

Will the “click” Jessica Alba? True? True? Welcome to the exclusive club in the world like Buddy: “We are Jessica Alba bed 3.8 billion members. We gathered on Tuesday at the J. cookies came early – seats are limited.

Call me call me outdated hlupo … but … I think I always use that type when it comes to chicken in grocery stores … or maybe something outrageous to most people is not so glamorous. In fact, all the water that I will emphasize the fact that you do not sleep with someone who is known for the way she is. What you need to talk to “you know Brenda the Just Cuts’ Click me ‘or’ I can not help me … I see Kirstie Alley.

To say that you “click” or “press” will surely Scarlett Johanssen, Angelina Cho Lee and January Jones Kate Perry good … it just sounds stupid. If the opportunity for all of us in the world is the planet of all men the same genius. I know you are special, but you have that they do not ….

But as I said.

Kinda funny, no? It’s like being able to convert anything I write into a Chinese restaurant menu!

Wednesday’s News Dump

Here’s a bunch of random stuff for your Wednesday morning:

– Liz Jones of London’s Daily Mail has this awesome interview and accompanying article about Bananarama.

– Forget syphilis, mercury poisoning, aqua tofana, or trichinosis: the latest theory on Mozart’s death was that he had strep throat.

– In an amazing string of unprecedented failure, every single new TV series the debuted this summer failed. Every single one. Read more here.

– How about a baked potato flavored Kit Kat? Or a sweet corn flavored Kit Kat? Or a candied sweet potato Kit-Kat? Or an apple vinegar Kit-Kat with white chocolate? Those crazy Japanese people will eat anything! Read more.


Mad Men: “Out of Town”

Season 3 begins with Don heating up some milk for Betty, who has become an insomniac during her pregnancy. Whilst doing so, Don has a series of flashbacks about his own creation. We see his “adopted” mother and father after she have given birth to another stillborn child. We then see his father negotiating with a prostitute (Don’s biological mother), who threatens to “cut his dick off and boil it in hog fat” if he “gets her in trouble” (i.e. pregnant). We then see the prostitute giving birth to Don, and dying in the process. Lastly, we see Don being delivered to his parent’s home. The woman who brought Dick to the family (likely a small-town midwife) says that “his name is Dick… after a wish his mother should have lived to see”.

We then see Don in the bedroom, giving Betty the warm milk. Betty complains that “she” (the baby) is highly active. Don asks how she knows that she’s having a girl. Betty also says that she packed Don’s valise, and that Sally broke the clasp on it, apparently afraid that Don was leaving again. Don and Betty curl up together, and Don tries to help her relax by painting a mental picture of a warm, sandy beach.

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Happy Birthday, Madonna!

Happy Birthday, Madonna!

Madonna Birthday 09

Every year on this date, since I started this website back in 2002, I have written up a quick note to Madonna, thanking her for doing what she does and telling her how I’m happy to have been a fan all these years.

This year, however, will be a bit different. This year I want to beg her to switch to a diet of cheeseburgers and milkshakes and stop working out so damn much. I get that you want to be in shape, girl. But come on… the recent brouhaha about the state of your arms should tell you something! About perfume, you once said that “women should smell beautiful”. Well, lemme tell you this: women should not have right-angles on their bodies, either… and most people would prefer Marilyn Monroe to Twiggy any day of the week. Please ditch the Skeletor arms and get back to being fabulous, OK?

PS – I like “Celebration”, your new song.

A Digsby Warning

I have long been a fan of Digsby, a multiprotocol instant messaging application. Like Trillian and Pidgin, Digsby can connect to all the major instant messaging services like AIM, Yahoo! Messenger, Windows Live Messenger, ICQ, Google Talk and Jabber. Unlike the others, however, Digsby can also connect to social networks like Facebook, MySpace, Twitter and LinkedIn. It even has a built-in email checker, too.

Digsby has always been free. This presents a problem for the company that develops it: how can you make money when your product is free?

For the past couple of versions, they have used product tie-ins with the Digsby installer to install various toolbars and other applications. This isn’t unheard of in the software world (even Sun’s Java installer asks if you want to install the MSN toolbar… isn’t that ironic?). And even if Digsby had more toolbar offers than most, they were easy to click “No” to, and you only had to deal with it once, during the install (after that, all Digsby upgrades run automatically in the background).

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Twitter Weekly Updates for 2009-08-16

  • New celeb crushes: Morven Christie and Laurence Leboeuf (yes, that’s a girl!) #
  • Sunday: a day of rest… where “rest” is Ambien and Tanqueray. #
  • You know, when I was a kid, if we wanted an inline bridge that did packet destination filtering, we had to set it up ourselves! #
  • TiVo users fast-forward past Paula Abdul more than any other American Idol judge: #
  • Woot! The Steelers are on TV tonight! (It’s pre-season, but still) #
  • Only 4 hours until FOOTBALL! (What’s with Ping being so slow today?) #
  • Go Steelers! 🙂 #
  • I’ve been avoiding iLike, for fear of getting sucked in for hours. But now… I’m getting sucked in! #
  • @ Dammit Janet #
  • “I wanna hear some Pixies, dammit!” #

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Hotel Babylon: Season 4, Episode 8

Hotel Babylon
Season 4, episode 8
Aired: August 14, 2009 on BBC1


Juliet and Sam are all lovey-dovey after last week’s “reunion”… but sadly, it’s not to last. While hosting a mixer for upscale singles, Juliet runs into one of her old friends. That friend gets incredibly drunk and starts making an ass out of herself because she has a secret. The woman hosting the event wants the woman thrown out, and when Sam and Juliet escort her to a room to sleep it off, Juliet’s “friend” reveals a dark secret to Sam about Juliet’s past. The secret is so bad that it immediately drives a wedge between Sam and Juliet.

Meanwhile, in the canteen, the rest of the staff are chuckling over a steamy, tawdry manuscript that someone has found lying around the hotel. Geno is intrigued, and tries to find the author of the book… but he’s in for a big surprise when he finds out who the author is.

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Beware Stealth Starbucks!

There has always been a certain amount of resentment about the success of Starbucks, the ubiquitous Seattle-based coffee chain. Many Americans hate chains in general, but there’s just something about Starbucks that really brings out the hate in people in a way that Chili’s and Applebee’s do not. Maybe it’s the “unnecessary luxury” of their products (everyone has to eat, but no one needs coffee, right?). Maybe it’s the “frou-frou” nature of their drinks. Maybe it’s their soccer mom clientele.

Whatever the case may be, Starbucks is acutely aware of this and is now launching a chain of individually-branded coffee houses throughout the US. These are Starbucks stores selling Starbucks products… but you won’t find the “Starbucks” name anywhere in the store. For all you know, “Myers Park Coffee Company” or “The Inman Park Coffee House” could be Starbucks locations in all but name only.

Seattle’s 15th Avenue E Coffee and Tea is the first of these locations, with more to come.

What do you think about these “stealth Starbucks” stores?