The CSHOD Award for today is a unit citation, bestowed upon the group of shit-heads at the Associated Press.
With, by my estimation, at least 4,000 things to which they could better turn their efforts, the AP found it necessary to filch a copy of Sarah Palin's new book (Going Rogue: An American Life) before it's release and devote 11 reporters to "fact-checking" its 432 pages. That's roughly one reporter for every 40 pages...to "fact-check".
The fact-checking would be easier to swallow if the AP could be counted on to distinguish fact from fiction, but that is a 50-50 bet at best, and would likely come in at even worse odds than that. And why didn't the AP feel it necessary to fact-check either of Hussein's books (if he even wrote them, which I doubt), or books by such giants of literature as Screaming Joe Biden, Ted "One-for-the-Road" Kennedy, or either of the Clintons, better known as Bill & Hill Lovebirds. I might suggest it's because they're all Democrats, but I'd have to fact-check that first. Ah, what the hell...I'm going to go ahead and say, "It's because they're Democrats."
I'll be the first to admit, I had mixed feelings about Sarah Palin. I liked her and thought her personable and honest, but wasn't sure if she was the right fit for the GOP at the moment. But I'll also say this: the fact that she still scares the bejeezus out of the liberals is making me like her more and more each day. Guess I'll have to read her book, and find out more about her. Do my own "fact-checking".
AP story here.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Hussein's Goons Go After Boy Scouts
I thought one of the "big ideas" of Hussein's Hopeandchange Fiasco was to get young Americans more involved in volunteering and community work? Apparently some of his hired goons in the SEIU don't see it that way.
Nick Balzano, president of the SEIU's Allentown, Pa., chapter, threatened legal action over a Boy Scout's work to voluntarily clear a run-down walking path in a local park. It seems that to Balzano's mind, that falls under the category of "scab work". He feels that they city should have paid laid-off SEIU employees to do the job. According to Balzano: "There's to be no volunteers."
Of course, an SEIU spokesman is downplaying Balzano's comments, saying he had no authority to act in such a manner. That may or may not be the case, but the bottom line here is one more instance of union thugs, especially goons like Hussein's SEIU, threatening non-union people for doing things they don't like. It's one of the things that make so so adamantly anti-union: their disgusting sense of entitlement just because they're in a union. Having spent several summers during high school and college working around and with union members, either at construction sites or in factories, I've seen this type of bullshit first-hand. Lazy, careless, and very often inept workers grumbling when someone upsets their routine by actually doing some work. Twice I have been personally confronted with this situation: once as a laborer installing drywall, once as a forklift operator. Apparently I was "getting too much done" in the course of my shift, and was making the union guys look bad. Silly me, thinking I should actually do the job I was getting paid to do in a timely and efficient manner, and not stop for a coffee break every 90 minutes. And how dare I come back from lunch early, just because I was finished eating and the only thing that makes a mindless factory job worse is watching a clock to go back to a mindless factory job for the rest of the day.
Because that cuts against the grain of the "give us more money for no reason" attitude of the vast majority of unions.
Story here.
Nick Balzano, president of the SEIU's Allentown, Pa., chapter, threatened legal action over a Boy Scout's work to voluntarily clear a run-down walking path in a local park. It seems that to Balzano's mind, that falls under the category of "scab work". He feels that they city should have paid laid-off SEIU employees to do the job. According to Balzano: "There's to be no volunteers."
Of course, an SEIU spokesman is downplaying Balzano's comments, saying he had no authority to act in such a manner. That may or may not be the case, but the bottom line here is one more instance of union thugs, especially goons like Hussein's SEIU, threatening non-union people for doing things they don't like. It's one of the things that make so so adamantly anti-union: their disgusting sense of entitlement just because they're in a union. Having spent several summers during high school and college working around and with union members, either at construction sites or in factories, I've seen this type of bullshit first-hand. Lazy, careless, and very often inept workers grumbling when someone upsets their routine by actually doing some work. Twice I have been personally confronted with this situation: once as a laborer installing drywall, once as a forklift operator. Apparently I was "getting too much done" in the course of my shift, and was making the union guys look bad. Silly me, thinking I should actually do the job I was getting paid to do in a timely and efficient manner, and not stop for a coffee break every 90 minutes. And how dare I come back from lunch early, just because I was finished eating and the only thing that makes a mindless factory job worse is watching a clock to go back to a mindless factory job for the rest of the day.
Because that cuts against the grain of the "give us more money for no reason" attitude of the vast majority of unions.
Story here.
Shocking and Appalling
Given the new "study" released by another "government task force" concerning women and mammograms, I'm sorely tempted to launch into a profanity-laced tirade on what completely and totally useless fucking jagweed asshole lying scumbag pinheads thrive in the evil stupidity rampant in the Hussein administration...but I won't. Let's take the "completely and totally useless fucking jagweed asshole lying scumbag pinheads" part for granted, and focus on the "evil stupidity" part, without resorting to so much fucking profanity.
The evil stupidity, in this case, refers to the recommendation by the Preventative Services Task Force of the Department of Health and Human Services that women forego routine mammograms until the age of 50, which is ten years later than what is widely recommended by the medical community. Because, really, what's 10 years when it comes to cancer detection? That would only mean the difference between life and death for how many thousands of women? It's not like breast cancer is the number 2 cancer killer in women. Oh, wait a minute...YES IT FUCKING IS!!! (There's that damned profanity again).
What a gross and insidious way to begin pushing health-care rationing before the BFI-HC is even passed, which I pray to God Almighty will never be. Recommend that women wait longer to detect a life-threatening illness in an effort to cut costs. As the son of a breast cancer survivor, I find this "study" so revolting it makes me see red.
Read the horror story here.
The evil stupidity, in this case, refers to the recommendation by the Preventative Services Task Force of the Department of Health and Human Services that women forego routine mammograms until the age of 50, which is ten years later than what is widely recommended by the medical community. Because, really, what's 10 years when it comes to cancer detection? That would only mean the difference between life and death for how many thousands of women? It's not like breast cancer is the number 2 cancer killer in women. Oh, wait a minute...YES IT FUCKING IS!!! (There's that damned profanity again).
What a gross and insidious way to begin pushing health-care rationing before the BFI-HC is even passed, which I pray to God Almighty will never be. Recommend that women wait longer to detect a life-threatening illness in an effort to cut costs. As the son of a breast cancer survivor, I find this "study" so revolting it makes me see red.
Read the horror story here.
It Just Keeps On Coming...
Running a blog and trying to keep tabs on all the craziness in the world is like trying to count the stars in a desert sky: it just doesn't end. But it can be very entertaining in small doses, amazing and possibly frightening in a cosmic sort of way, like waiting for the Pelosi-bitch to open some sort of dimensional gate and unleash Lovecraftian hordes among us. Which, in truth, is what she is trying to do with the health-care reform bullshit she's trying to get America to swallow.
Well, let's get back to the fight and see if we can't help put a stop to it all...
Well, let's get back to the fight and see if we can't help put a stop to it all...
Monday, November 16, 2009
Something I'd Like To Share
I happy to announce that I took my first deer yesterday morning. I've been waiting pretty much my whole life for the opportunity, and thanks to fellow Sidearmer Ranger Steve, I now have a freezer full of venison.
First, the story in brief:
Ranger Steve and I were sharing a blind on private land in a particular state. We were set up well before sunrise, sitting and waiting by 5:45am. Shortly after 6am, before it was light enough to shoot, we saw a grey mass move slowly across the cornfield to the line of trees opposite from the one we were situated in. Nothing more until just after 7am, when a good sized buck with a tall rack came across the field toward us. Because of some high brush blocking part of our field of vision, we didn't notice him until he was about 120 yards away, and he was on the run. I took aim, but he never slowed and I couldn't get a shot off, nor could Ranger Steve bring his gun to bear. Five minutes later, another smaller buck followed, more slowly. He stopped to eat at about 100 yards, but with the iron sights I was using on my muzzleloader, I didn't feel confidant taking the shot. Ranger Steve passed me his scoped one, and I took aim and waited, as the buck was slowly on the move again and getting closer. At 85 yards he stopped to eat again, and when he picked his head up, I fired. I lost sight of him because of the smoke, but Ranger Steve said he was running with his tail down. We waited for a bit, to see if any others would follow (which none did), and went to search. We found him on top of a small hill just inside our tree line, maybe 40 yards from where he was hit, dead. The shot had entered a bit low, hit a rib, then ricocheted up through both lungs and out. A good, clean kill.
I'm still smiling about it. It was an awesome experience, and one I hope to repeat. And one that I hope my children and grandchildren repeat as well. And really, its a tribute to so many things that make America great. Fine traditions that are constantly under siege by a great many in this country: hunting, private firearm ownership, the private land that we hunted, the freedom to move and travel as we see fit, not as some governmental agency tells us. Just the pure exercise of Freedom. For all the experience was, and it was an awesome and multi-layered experience, one thing it most definitely did was add a steel girder to my resolve to not let those freedoms be taken away by those who think they know better. They don't.
2010 is the beginning of one of the most critical times in our Great Nation. Starting at the polls, and continuing as wide and as far as need be, we need to reclaim this country from the likes of Hussein and his administration as well as his backers. We must strive to protect what so many have fought and died for, what so many have lost sight of, what so many fail to see. Because someday I'd like to be there as my son watches his son take his first deer.
First, the story in brief:
Ranger Steve and I were sharing a blind on private land in a particular state. We were set up well before sunrise, sitting and waiting by 5:45am. Shortly after 6am, before it was light enough to shoot, we saw a grey mass move slowly across the cornfield to the line of trees opposite from the one we were situated in. Nothing more until just after 7am, when a good sized buck with a tall rack came across the field toward us. Because of some high brush blocking part of our field of vision, we didn't notice him until he was about 120 yards away, and he was on the run. I took aim, but he never slowed and I couldn't get a shot off, nor could Ranger Steve bring his gun to bear. Five minutes later, another smaller buck followed, more slowly. He stopped to eat at about 100 yards, but with the iron sights I was using on my muzzleloader, I didn't feel confidant taking the shot. Ranger Steve passed me his scoped one, and I took aim and waited, as the buck was slowly on the move again and getting closer. At 85 yards he stopped to eat again, and when he picked his head up, I fired. I lost sight of him because of the smoke, but Ranger Steve said he was running with his tail down. We waited for a bit, to see if any others would follow (which none did), and went to search. We found him on top of a small hill just inside our tree line, maybe 40 yards from where he was hit, dead. The shot had entered a bit low, hit a rib, then ricocheted up through both lungs and out. A good, clean kill.
I'm still smiling about it. It was an awesome experience, and one I hope to repeat. And one that I hope my children and grandchildren repeat as well. And really, its a tribute to so many things that make America great. Fine traditions that are constantly under siege by a great many in this country: hunting, private firearm ownership, the private land that we hunted, the freedom to move and travel as we see fit, not as some governmental agency tells us. Just the pure exercise of Freedom. For all the experience was, and it was an awesome and multi-layered experience, one thing it most definitely did was add a steel girder to my resolve to not let those freedoms be taken away by those who think they know better. They don't.
2010 is the beginning of one of the most critical times in our Great Nation. Starting at the polls, and continuing as wide and as far as need be, we need to reclaim this country from the likes of Hussein and his administration as well as his backers. We must strive to protect what so many have fought and died for, what so many have lost sight of, what so many fail to see. Because someday I'd like to be there as my son watches his son take his first deer.
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