Friday, March 28, 2008

The Incredible Imploding Party

This is a diagram of the different types of people who tend to vote Democrat and it
illustrates why the party probably will never win big or live up to the hopes of its supporters.
It can't possibly please everyone without offending someone and if it even tried to, if it actually attempted to cater to all, the pressure on it would become so incredible that it would explode much in the same way the trigger on a nuclear device actuates detonation.
This is the primary reason why the republicans seem to win most of the time.
They are a simple folk. Give em a hot dog and a beer and stick them in front of the TV set and they're happy!
If the Rethugs need to energize them , just a simple BOO! will do!
Us Democrats are just simply too complex, too diverse.
Yeah, we can all agree to pool our votes for the lessor of 2 evils, but the truth of it is, no democratic candidate can please us all. And it is the primary reason why all of "our" candidates seem to be so wishy washy, flip floppy and generally stupid.
They have become a party capable of nothing more than snatching defeat from the jaws of victory.

Thursday, March 27, 2008


Saw this over at Down With Tyranny and thought it was just tooooooooooo funny!
But seriously though, take this guy for instance, pleeeeeze?
He's so lame, doesn't know anything about economics and plans to hire "experts" to do the job.
He shouldn't have too much trouble finding some as they become un-employed!
He says that foreign policy is his field of expertice, but he doesn't know shit from Shite.
Nobody really seems to like him, I certainly would avoid drinking beer with him.
But hey! He's not a liberal and that's what counts to most people eh?
Just have to keep reminding myself that most people are.................

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Shooting Ferrari's

So the Canadians are shooting their future out of the barrel of a gun now with the introduction of
a $150,000 GPS guided artillery shell.
The author of the story about this is quoted.......

"The price tag has provided fodder for critics of the war, who've described the shell as overkill and noted that the cost is like firing a Ferrari."

and then this from LT. Col. Jim Willis is a real head scratcher considering that the cost of a conventional shell is "only" $2,000....

"Willis, an officer with 32 years experience with big guns, said he believes the Excalibur represents a quantum leap forward because instead of firing a dozen shells at one target, only one round is needed."

I'm sure glad math isn't important anymore.

You can read the whole ridiculous

Friday, March 21, 2008

Who needs enemies when you have ....John Kerry?

So now that Obama's campaign has been sunk by comments made by the good
Reverend (God Damn America) Wright, not to mention my own silliness that influences millions of people worldwide, our good buddy John (flip flopping quitter) Kerry comes crawling to the rescue of the campaign by suggesting that an Obama presidency ......

"has an ability to help us bridge the divide in religious extremism, to maybe even give power to moderate Islam."

Oh Boy! I bet that will get people flocking to the polls to vote for Obama!
Thanks John! Now I can go back to being a woodworker instead of a political hand grenade.

John Kerry on

By the way, how many people realize that when they sing "god bless america" ,
that there singing about Canada, US, Mexico, Guatemala, Belize, Honduras,
El Salvador, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, Panama,Columbia , Venezuela, Guyana, Surinam,
French Guinea, Equador, Peru, Brazil, Bolivia, Paraguay, Chile, Uruguay and......

Thursday, March 20, 2008


God Damn Amerika.......Part 3

Invisible Faces...

By Layla Anwar

I had to go again to have some "paperwork" done, authenticated, officialized, approved, signed...

Again the fucking queue. One would have thought that I'd be used to it by now...

Again, all of them were Iraqis. One was limping, the other holding an infant, an elderly woman so frail, I felt she was going to collapse any minute, a man perspiring carrying around 10 passports, he was trembling so much, all his papers fell dispersing themselves like white flakes on the grey, dirty, floor...

He apologized to the "official" a thousand times for wasting 3 minutes of his precious time, he needed to get approval, he needed that signature...

Your name?
Your father's name ?
Your mother's name ?...

Go and get your security check !

I've had my security check.

Not enough, more ...

The basement with thick metal doors. It actually looks like a prison.

I could have sworn I saw cells there...

Went into a bare room. A desk and a machine made in the USA.

Again the same questions

Your name?
Your father's name ?
Your mother's name ?...

Sit down !

Look into the machine. Look at the circle. Wrong ! I said look at the circle!

There were two circles but the idiot did not even know it.

Wrong! Tilt your head to the left. No, tilt it to the right...Yalla look at the circle...there is one circle !

"Actually there are two circles" I for each iris.

Yalla, give me your fingers said another. She was very heavy, perspiring under her polyester veil and the odor emanating from her armpits was making me nauseous.

She gripped my fingers one by one, with her pudgy hand, and she could not even work the fucking machine...made in the USA.

I wanted to shout, "can't you see what the computer screen is telling you, it is telling you CANCEL you fucking idiot..." but I said nothing.

She kept repeating, why can't you lay your fingers properly, on the scanner?

"But I am, I am laying my fingers on your scanner..."

No you are not !

And she would take each finger and press it so hard, I felt my tendons about to snap...and all I wanted to shout was "look at your fucking screen you moron, it says can't work the damn thing before you click CANCEL..."

Now look into the camera. click, click, click....

And here I was. They had my eyes, my fingers, my face...thanks to the "security" machine made in the USA.

Another elderly man was there with his cane and he was blind, his daughter in black was helping him, she looked so pale, so is he going to look at the circle?

And then came another couple and I saw the woman anxiously tearing little pieces from the tissue she was holding in her hands and stuffing them into her pocket.

And there was a woman with a little girl wearing slippers and no socks.

And there was a man with stained trousers.

And another woman carrying a handbag with holes in it, as if perforated by a machine gun.

And another woman covering her head with a woolen hat, hiding her chemotherapy.

And another elderly man badly limping.

and another, and another, and another ...

All numbers...

Number: 154, 155, 156, 157, 158...

All Iraqis. All here because of You.

All waiting to sit in front of the machine made in the USA.

Fingers, eyes and invisible faces....

And as I saw more of them approaching the thick metal gates, I prayed.

I prayed that you all become exiled, displaced...

I prayed that you lose all your belongings, your livelihoods, your homes, your parents, your children, your families, your loved ones...

I prayed that you get invaded and occupied by China, or anyone else...

I prayed that they appropriate your wealth, your resources, your work, your country, your lives...

And the longer the queue, the harder I prayed...

And my prayer took a life of its own, breathing by itself, beyond my control...
My prayer shrank to one sentence, and I kept repeating it like a mantra, over and over, compulsively repeating it until...

Until, I forgot the queue, forgot the faces, forgot the holes in the shoes and in the handbags, forgot the little girl in plastic slippers with no socks, forgot the bald elderly woman, forgot the lost young woman dressed in black, forgot the numbers....and I kept on repeating it over and over...

May you not find a day of Peace in your lives.

Then a voice called out

158! 158! where is 158 ? Yalla, it's your turn!

Your name ?
Your father's name ?
Your mother's name ? ...

Layla Anwar, Who am I ? The eternal Question . Have not figured it out fully yet . All you need to know about me is that I am a Middle Easterner, an Arab Woman - into my 40's and old enough to know better. I have no homeland per se. I live in Iraq, Lebanon, Palestine, Jordan, Syria and Egypt simultaneously ... All the rest is icing on the cake.


Wednesday, March 19, 2008

God Damn Amerika.....part 2

Barack Obama and Reverend Jeremiah Wright are in hot water. Newspapers and news stations across the world have been reporting on Wright’s “inflammatory rhetoric” (as Obama’s campaign is calling it) in 2003 when he called upon his Chicago congregation to reject the hymn “God Bless America” and instead shout “God Damn America.” Wright denounced the United States for historically advocating terrorism for its own purposes, for refusing to offer help to the hopeless, and for oppressing minorities. “God damn American for treating our citizens as less than human. God damn America for as long as she acts like she is God and she is supreme.” The re-surfacing of these comments has led Obama and his camp to scramble. They are now distancing themselves from Wright and, in reaction, some African Americans feel betrayed by Obama.

What is striking, historically, is that there is nothing new in Wright’s sermon and how often African American perspectives on so-called American Christian nationalism are ignored. It seems that each year, at least a handful of books come out trying to discern whether the United States was founded as a “Christian nation.” Most recently, this can be seen in Steven Waldman’s Liberating the Founders. But so often historians have approached the topic from the perspective of elite whites, and not the people who were building the nation from its foundation, hoeing the fields and raising the cotton, washing the clothes and preparing the meals. (One exception to this is David Howard-Pitney’s wonderful The African-American Jeremiad.) If we look closely at African American perspectives of Christian nationalism, we find Reverend Wright firmly in a long oppositional and rhetorical tradition.

Good stuff eh? read the whole

Monday, March 17, 2008

Munitions plant vaporizes in Albania

I came across a story on this yesterday on Truthout of all places and went looking for more elsewhere, but I really had to hunt. Yahoo had nothing on its front page, but Google did.
I went back to Yahoo and found the story but really it would have gone un-noticed otherwise.
So after I read the paper this morning I realized that there was nothing about it there either.
The basic story story as of this point is that 9 have died and hundreds are injured with buildings miles away being leveled by the shock wave of the explosions.
Reports state that there were 121 workers in the plant at the time, why they give a death toll of nine is beyond me. The facility was obviously vaporized along with the 121. Turns out most of the workers were women and children.........story here.
I suppose it could have been an accident, authorities are investigating possible criminal intent.
Makes me wonder though.
Albania is imbroiled in the conflict with Serbia and maybe just maybe........nah, it couldn't be that Russia bombed it to keep the munitions out of the hands of Serbias enemies?
Back to Britney..............

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Bubba sees a shrink

Bubba went to a psychiatrist.
" I've got problems. Every time I go to bed I think there's somebody under it. I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy."

"Just put yourself in my hands for one year," said the shrink. "Come talk to me three times a week, and we should be able to get rid of those fears."

"How much do you charge?"
"Eighty dollars per visit, replied the doctor."
"I'll sleep on it," said Bubba.

Six months later the doctor met Bubba on the street. "Why didn't you ever come to see me about those fears you were having?" asked the psychiatrist.

"Well Eighty bucks a visit three times a week for a year is an awful lot of money! A bartender cured me for $10. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup!"

"Is that so! And how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?"

"He told me to cut the legs off the bed! - Ain't nobody under there now !!!"

Friday, March 14, 2008

God damn Amerika

Obama's been talking big about ending the war and bringing home the troops, but it isn't going to do any good if he hides his head in the sand about the reason why we ended up there in the first place. The Pastor at his church gave a pretty good account for why and now Obama is going to treat the man like he's got a bad case of leprosy.
Here's part of what the good pastor said.........

"We bombed Hiroshima, we bombed Nagasaki, and we nuked far more than the thousands in New York and the Pentagon, and we never batted an eye," Wright said. "We have supported state terrorism against the Palestinians and black South Africans, and now we are indignant because the stuff we have done overseas is now brought right back to our own front yards. America's chickens are coming home to roost."

In a 2003 sermon, he said blacks should condemn the United States.

"The government gives them the drugs, builds bigger prisons, passes a three-strike law and then wants us to sing 'God Bless America.' No, no, no, God damn America, that's in the Bible for killing innocent people. God damn America for treating our citizens as less than human. God damn America for as long as she acts like she is God and she is supreme."

Yahoo news

Iraq War...5 years and counting

Well, my signs are ready for the observance tomorrow of the war in Iraq.
5 years.
More years than WW 2
5 years too many.
I wish we could celebrate the ??? year anniversary of Peace instead.
When will they ever learn?

San Diego Coalition of Peace and Justice

Saturday, March 08, 2008

The Unknown Politician

I think Obama's strategy for avoiding the Republican attack machine is brilliant.
The machine has become a regular terror to any Democrat candidate.
Whatever policy platform they present gets torn to shreds by the machine,
so this novel approach by Obama of not having any policies is sheer genius.
Normally you wouldn't expect a candidate to succeed with this tact.....
you have to stand for something right?
Who the heck would vote for someone who did not state what he would do?
Well, a lot of people that's who!
Things have gotten so bad that the people will take whatever is behind Door #2,
whatever it is!
So I propose we take it one step further and have the Unknown Candidate!
He or She could be anyone,
who would know?
It could be Buckethead,
it might be Bin Laden!

Saturday, March 01, 2008


I am a

What Flower
Are You?