Congresswoman Loretta Sanchez, an opponent of the no-fly list, found this out the hard way when she was required to submit proper ID to verify that she wasn't one of the "evil" Sanchez's.
Now, as far as I know, all the terrorists that attacked us on 9/11 were Arabs, not Mexicans... but what the heck, they both got brown skin, right? Them darkies just gotta know their place!
-- Badtux the Sarcastic Penguin
This one was in my local paper this morning:
After this was finished, Dick then stripped the little kiddos naked and subjected them severe beatings, painful stress positions, severe sleep deprivation, and exposure to extreme cold and hot temperatures. until they confessed to whatever crime he wanted them to confess to. Then he let Mark Foley take it from there.
Proud, yes proud, to be an American! We're #1! Okay, maybe with a little help from our friends, but we torture better than anyone!
-- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
The cat on the left is my mom's cat after rolling over on her back for me to pet her tummy... while she lies on my rain jacket, which she had been rubbing her head against when I interrupted her. Meanwhile, the Mighty Fang on the right is on alert looking for dastardly Trick-or-Treaters to pounce upon and eat for dinner...
-- Badtux the Cat-owned Penguin
Did I scare you?
If not, click on the picture, and look at its big version, and notice that each little square in the picture is actually a brick.
That is a BIG frog. Not a frog to meet in a dark alleyway somewhere!
-- Badtux the Frightened Penguin
For the South Louisiana contingent out there, you already know where this frog is. For the rest of ya, it's on the side of a building on Main Street in Rayne, Louisiana, self-styled "Frog capital of the world".
Whoa! The never-right-wing has its panties in a knicker over New Jersey's Supreme Court saying that gays have rights. How dare they! Why, if gays have rights, people will gay-marry box turtles and have man-on-dog sex in the streets, according to Senators Cornyn and Santorum. Everybody knows that. Why, people gay-marry box turtles and have man-on-dog sex in the streets all the time up in Canada, where gay marriage has been legal for two years now!
Now, since the never-right-wing is so upset about gay marriage and how "un-Christian" it is, I've been reading my Bible to see what it says about gay marriage, and not seeing anything there about gay marriage. It does, however, have lots to say about divorce. For example:
“32: But I say unto you, That whosoever shall put away his wife, saving for the cause of fornication, causeth her to commit adultery: and whosoever shall marry her that is divorced committeth adultery” (Matthew 5: 32) and, “9: And I say unto you, Whosoever shall put away his wife, except it be for fornication, and shall marry another, committeth adultery: and whoso marrieth her which is put away doth commit adultery” (Matthew 19: 9, all quotations are from the King James unless otherwise stated).
It is interesting that the Bible Belt has the highest divorce rate in the country… and that the “sinful” states of Massachusetts and New York have the lowest. Heck, Alabama, with 2/3rds the population of Massachusetts, had more divorces than Massachusetts in 2005!
So let’s add it up:
It’s amazing how so many people who profess to follow the Bible apparently have never even read the dadburned thing…
—Badtux the Bible-thumpin’ Penguin
Even if you agree with the ideological goals of the Bush Administration, the implementation has been so incompetent, so corrupt, so absolutely insensisible, as to defy comprehension. They’ve managed to destroy the Army, run up insane budget deficits, increase government spending to unprecedented amounts, make our nation beholden to our worst enemy (Communist China, which can destroy the value of the U.S. dollar at any time by dumping their dollar reserves upon the open market). The Bush Administration threatens to discredit conservatism for a generation, much in the same way that Herbert Hoover’s incompetent handling of the Great Depression discredited conservatism for a generation.
This just leaves two questions to be asked:
As an aside, I utterly despised Clinton, though I never understood the fascination of the right wingnuts regarding Willy's willie (Presidential dalliances have been the norm since the notorious womanizer George Washington was in office -- sorta a Presidential perk, if you will, the aphrodaisic of power... SAAAAYYYY, what was JimJeff doin' on all those White House visits anyhow?!). But next to Bush, Clinton looks like the second coming of Barry Goldwater and Ronald Reagan combined... frightening, eh?
-- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
Whoopie. We're turning the corner in Iraq.
If we do turn any more corners in Iraq, I’m afraid the whole place is going to fold into a tesseract and then disappear from the realm of Euclidean geometry forever.
-- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
The never-right Republican blogsphere is abuzz with rattling about how Jim Webb's novel about Vietnam is immoral. But... conservative John Cole over at Balloon Juice points out that the U.S. Marine Corps requires that every 2nd Lieutenant read his novel Fields of Fire (the USMC even calls it "the classic novel of the Vietnam War"!). I guess that makes it official: the U.S. Marine Corps hates America :-).
Anybody who thinks Marines don’t curse and fuck and fight and drink like fish ain’t ever been a Marine or even talked to one in real life. I found it very realistic. I.e., not prettyfied and pussified like those chickenhawks who are shitting on our Marines. And if they want to call it "immoral" because of that...
Correction: It has been pointed out to me that Marines do NOT drink like fish. Rather, fish ASPIRE to drink like Marines. Thank you for that correction, anonymous!
-- Badtux the not-a-fish Penguin
Cross-posted in slightly different form at the Mockingbird's place
This is one of my mom's many cats. This cat's terrifying power, the power that makes her terrifying, is the ability to shed. My mom fills up a vacuum cleaner bag every day vacuuming cat hair off the carpet and furniture...
-- Badtux the cat-hair-covered Penguin
"Waiting Around to Die", from the DVD documentary Heartworn Highways.
-- Badtux the Music Penguin
Here, to my mind, is the deepest truth of the present situation [in Iraq], and the hardest for Americans to grasp: We are part of the problem, not part of the solution.
...
The deep belief that, even at this late date, the United States can somehow "solve" the problem of Iraq is part delusional self-regard, part leftover goodwill, and part a greedy desire to remain, as well as a total fantasy. But as long as we believe that the problem is ours to solve, we will only continue to rev up the motor that is actually making it worse, no matter what "tactics" we turn on or off.
Withdrawal from Iraq is no longer a good path. Long ago, in fact, any good path may have been drowned in a sea of blood and suffering. It is, however, the only path that has any hope of relieving the situation.
The most important part: We are part of the problem, not part of the solution. Leaving Iraq will be a disaster. Staying, however, will just mean another 550,000 dead Iraqies within the next three years, more blood, a bigger bloodbath. As in Vietnam, our own actions there have killed far more people than would have died if we'd just let them get their civil war on back in 2003. In Vietnam, we killed several million Vietnamese in order to prevent the bloodbath that occurred when the NVA overran South Vietnam. Said bloodbath: Approximately 50,000 South Vietnamese government officials were executed by the North Vietnamese when they conquered South Vietnam. Congratulations, America. You're 60 times more bloodthirsty than the North Vietnamese... and, on a death-per-year basis in Iraq, 10 times more bloodthirsty than Saddam. Makes a penguin proud to be an American...
And the war floggers get a hard-on just thinking about it... more blood, they scream. More death. More killing. That's the solution. that's the only solution they ever offer for anything, as they sit there in their mommy's basements yanking their pud as they gape with open mouths at the blood on their computer screens.
Bastards. Every single one of them Mark Foleys in the closet, except yanking their pud at the thought of dead Iraqis, rather than live boys. Necrophiliacs. Sick fucking bastards. Every single one of them.
-- Badtux the not-proud Penguin
Cross posted at Mockingbird's Medley
I'm sort of embarassed about that previous picture. So now I give you a bonus Friday cat blogging picture. From a few weeks after I brought him home from the Humane Society animal shelter, here is the Mighty Fang when he was just a (very large) kitten. Note that Mencken looks irritated. After all, he's an ornery old man, and now there's this (very large) kitten in the house who just wants to play, play, play?! Note how Mencken's tail is curled around. Baby Fang had just pounced on it, and Mencken yanked it away. Then, tired, Baby Fang curled up. Mencken is not amused.
Badtux the "Awwww! How cute!" Penguin
And in today's Scary Black Cat Halloween Blogging episode, the Mighty Fang plots his vengeance against the dastardly blogger who is holding him...
-- Badtux the Frightened Penguin
Sorry about the poor quality. This is a photo my mother took.
As pointed out, all a fence will do is raise the profits of ladder and shovel salesmen. The solution to the illegal immigration problem is obvious. Repeal the minimum wage law and the child labor laws, outlaw labor unions, and wait for wages to drop to 3rd world levels. After that, there’ll be no incentive for illegals to enter the US.
We can applaud Wal-Mart for its innovative attempt to implement this policy all on its own.
-- Newport 9
And proud of it.
You see, the Republican Party and its so-called "conservatives" have devolved to two principles: a) winning isn't everything, it's the only thing. and b) facts are irrelevant, it's only your beliefs that count. And I'm proud that I'm not one of them, and by the demented standards of redstate.org and etc., am thus a "moonbat".
I'm somewhat of a Goldwater small-government Republican. I voted for George H.W. Bush (twice), and voted for Clinton the second time only because I wanted to ensure continued divided government and thus less government (hopefully!). My view of government is that it has its place, but its place is limited to only those things where facts have shown the free market doesn't work, things like, for example, building roads and providing fire protection. If there are other things that we as a society want our government (OUR government, not some foreign imposition, OUR government, that we ourselves vote for and elect) to do, fine, but it should only be done if there is a clear consensus that this is what needs doing. By "clear consensus", I don't mean majority vote. I mean "almost everybody agrees". Such as, "almost everybody agrees that older men should not be having sex with young boys" (i.e. everybody but NAMBLA and Mark Foley agrees with this statement). If you can't get buy-in from virtually everybody, it doesn't need to be done by government, it needs to be done by the smaller groups that want it.
One of the things I most dislike about the current American system is that it is too easy to pass a law. Laws should be things that are hard to pass, that require the agreement of pretty much everybody to pass, because once government is given a power by a law, it rarely gives up that power. The current behavior of the Republicans in power sickens me in that regard. They've managed to expand government more than any President since LBJ, mostly by simply passing laws whenever they feel like it, rather than passing only those laws that pass bipartisan muster. As a result, you get bloated government. As a result, you get the Republicans in Congress ignoring the concerns of the Democrats regarding the course of the war in Iraq and ignoring little facts like the difference between Shia and Sunni that make it hard to find a suitable course for stabilizing Iraq. As a result, you have Osama bin Laden attacking America, and getting away with it, because Bush decided to attack Iraq instead of putting the whole military into Afghanistan and Pakistan to track down and kill the men who attacked America, a strategic mistake that is the equivalent of declaring war upon Mexico because Japan attacked Pearl Harbor. These are facts. But these facts don't count for today's Republicans, because doing all this was what Karl Rove needed to do in order to win elections for Republicans, and in today's Republican Party, only winning counts. Only winning, and belief. By stating belief loudly enough and ignoring those little "fact" things, you win. And winning the only principle -- the *ONLY* principle -- that today's Republican Party has.
If these beliefs make me a "moonbat", fine. Better a "moonbat" than someone without morals, without principles, and without shame. I want a party of principle and small government to be in charge in Washington. That party, unfortunately, is not the Republicans, and will not be as long as winning, not principles, is the most important thing for the Republican Party.
-- Badtux the Conservative Penguin
Yeah. Like that's going to do any good. And better yet, it's unfunded -- the Republican Congress authorized building it, but authorized no money to build it! Even the conservatives are yapping that it's just an election-year stunt.
Perhaps that's for the better, though. Show me a fence, and I'll show you some rich shovel and ladder salesmen...
-- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
And crotchety old geezers complain that them young farts just drive too darned slow nowdays. Drive golf balls. On the golf course, that is.
At which point, the youngsters beat up the old geezer, jumped into their convertible, and headed home. Well, up until the cops stopped them and arrested them for assault and battery, at which point one of the youngsters said, "I don't beat up on my grandpa, he wasn't my grandpa, so I hit him". But the last part -- that youngsters today are hoods and thugs -- is the unsurprising part. Unfortunately.
-- Badtux the "Young farts today are ____" Penguin
Well, at least for a few days they did. And they sold it mostly to young girls.
Rumors that George W. Bush was spotted carrying several cases out of the nearest 7-11 are quite spurious. He has Secret Service agents for that. And that's a milk mustache under his nose. For true!
Not that George would be caught drinking a heavily caffeinated "energy drink", of course. Not when he could have the real thing just by asking his Secret Service detail.
That is all.
-- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
The Never-Right Wingnuts seem rather confused by what the role of the police are in a free nation. In a free nation, the police are charged with a) protecting human life, b) protecting property, and c) apprehending suspects. Special emphasis upon word suspects. The police are NOT responsible for a) judging guilt or innocence (that is the court's job), and b) deciding upon or carrying out punishment upon judging guilt or innocence (again, that is the court's job).
The Never-Right-Wingers apparently have forgotten all of this, as exhibited by their fervent frothing at the mouth when two Border Patrol agents by the name of Jose Alonso Compean and Ignacio Ramos forgot the little fact that they aren't supposed to be judge, jury, and executioner, and shot an unarmed Mexican in the back as he ran from the agents. They then failed to file required reports for discharge of a weapon, destroyed evidence, and laughed and joked about it. Until their supervisors turned on them and turned them in, that is.
Here's the thing. Law enforcement agents aren't allowed to shoot people just for running. They're only allowed to shoot people who present an immediate danger to the agent or to innocent bystanders. That's the law. That has always been the law, because law enforcement's job is not to be judge, jury, and executioner. Law enforcement's job is to apprehend *suspects*. Get that? SUSPECTS. Until a man has been judged in a court of law, he is not a criminal, he is a SUSPECT, and has a right to life that is enshrined in our Constitution, and any person -- lawman or no -- who tries to remove that life without meeting the fundamental criteria for doing so (i.e., immediate danger to life, or due process via conviction in a court of law) is a CRIMINAL.
These border patrol agents broke the law, and they paid the price for it -- as they should have. Being a lawman doesn't exempt you from following the law -- period. These lawmen knew better, and they allowed their emotions to override their training and departmental policy. It's not the first time, and it won't be the last time, but lawmen who break the law cannot be allowed to do so, because that sets up a dual system of law -- one for you and me, and one for lawmen. There is a name for such a dual system of law. It is called TYRANNY.
Some other things to think about:
My suspicion is that there's a lot more dirt that could be dug up on these two, that got covered up under the blue wall of silence, until finally it got to be too much even for that wall. Because police agencies just don't prosecute their own unless we're talking *REALLY* bad cops, I mean the worst of the worse. Don't believe the propaganda that these two are somehow victims. Police agencies just don't work like that. If it was a righteous shoot, they'll stand up for the cops involved to the end, because they're all cops and they all know what it's like on the street. Just ask Police officers Edward McMellon, Sean Carroll, Kenneth Boss and Richard Murphy, who shot Amadou Diallo 41 times and still have a job (albeit McMellon retired and went to work for the fire department afterwards).
Either these two were dirty cops, or somehow human nature has changed over the years and the blue wall of silence has gotten thinner. I'm suspecting the former. In which case, good riddance.
One last thing: If you do a Google search on "border patrol convicted ramos compean" you'll see all these right-wingnuts frothing at the mouth. They ALWAYS mention the race and immigration status of the suspect who was shot in the back by these two cops. Always. Do you think they'd be frothing at the mouth if it'd been a white American from Dallas who was shot in the back? I don't think so. They'd be frothing at the mouth about how the cops ought to be hanged. Racism, anybody?
-- Badtux the Law Penguin
Crossposted over at the Mockingbird's place
why he is voting a straight Democratic ticket this year:
We need to get rid of the authoritarians, we need to get rid of the big-spenders, the religionists and the gay-bashers, the liars, con-artists, crooks, and thieves, and we need to start over. I really look forward to the day where I have the high ground on tax related issues because my party is not spending us into bankruptcy. I look forward to the day when my party, when faced with difficult scientific questions, turns to the experts (rather than turning on them) instead of Sen. Inhofe and James Dobson and Randall Terry. I look forward to the day when my party once again has enough of a moral standing that we should even be allowed to discuss human rights and torture in foreign regimes. I look forward to the day when we can, with a straight face, argue that we are the party of small government- after, of course, we get rid of the religionists who are trying to dictate who we can love, who we can sleep with, who gets to determine what we watch on tv, and who gets to determine our end of life decisions. I look forward to the day when it is once again the Democrats who look crazy.
But for right now, it is the GOP that is out of touch, out of control, and drowning in it’s own hubris. It is time to throw them an anchor, and it looks like there are a lot of people lining up on the docks to do just that.
Word.
-- Badtux the Conservative Penguin
Crossposted at Mockingbird's Lament
Prensa Latina claims that President Bush is buying land in Paraguay There is speculation that Bush intends to flee to Paraguay to avoid prosecution in the event that the Democrats manage to impeach him or a jury indicts him after his Presidency.
Two facts:
#1: Paraguay signed an extradition treaty with the United States in 1998. (scroll down on link to 'Paraguay' to see the text of the treaty). Do note the exception for "political crimes" in the extradiction treaty, but it is dubious whether that would cover the war crimes that Bush has committed, such as the murder of half a million people in Iraq.
#2: All the hits on the Internet seem to be a reprint of an article from the Cuban News Service (Prensa Latina), which has, let us say, a rather dubious record (call'em the Fox News of Latin America and leave it at that).
On the other hand, Jenna Bush WAS in Paraguay, officially as part of a UNICEF mission, but she dined with the President of Paraguay. So there is at least a possibility of it being true that Bush has some plans for Paraguay and used Jenna to carry them to the President of Paraguay. But my suspicion is that this was just the courtesy of one tin-pot third world dictator to another tin-pot third world dictator.
In short: This is Castro playing with Bush again. Funny. Really funny. True? Probably not.
- Badtux the "Little smoke, no fire" Penguin
Oh puh-LEEZE. As if the Administration that could not Shoot Straight could cover up the death of 300 American soldiers in one night.
Yes, Forward Base Falcon got blown to smithereens. But 300 dead? Hardly. From what I've read from soldiers who were near the scene, the insurgents "walked" a mortar into the camp, taking several minutes to finally "walk" it onto the ammo dump. That was plenty of time for everybody to roll out of bed, put on flak jackets and such, and head down into bunkers. Furthermore, the ammo bunker was on fire for several minutes before the ammo in it finally cooked off. One soldier reports seeing the fire trucks that were trying to put out the fire suddenly go in reverse and get the hell out of there at full speed as the small arms ammo started cooking off. The bunker didn't just go "boom!" all at once. It started cooking off a little bit at a time, until it finally went "boom!" as the biggest explosives went off.
So yeah, it was a big boom. And yeah, it took out a ton of ammo and probably any jeeps nearby. But 300 dead? 300 Iraqis, maybe -- this camp and ammo dump was next door to a children's hospital. But the American troops were well undercover in their bunkers by the time the ammo cooked off.
-Badtux the Military Penguin
This may seem a bit insensitive, given that an Afghan refugee was recently murdered in Fremont in what appears to be a hate crime, but here goes. One reason I have little respect for those who come into America and insist upon wearing their traditional garb from home is because they are in turn exhibiting little respect for America.
Look. This is America. If you want to be an American, dress like one. If you don't, stay home. And whatever you do, don't try to tell me that your religion requires you to dress like this:
Because, frankly, my dear, that dog don't hunt. Islam requires that women "dress modestly", not that they dress in a specific type of garb. Modest dress is a culturally dependent thing, not something fixed in stone. What counts as modest dress in Yemen is not what counts as modest dress here in the United States. Here in the good ole' USA, here is what modest dress looks like for women:
Now, there's the notion that "hey, I'm a woman, I can dress any way I want to dress, and if I want to wear an abiyah, that's my right!" Yes dear. And if I want to wear the following garb, that's my right too:
But y'know, if I do that, people might just look at me as if I'm some kind of freak. If I walked into my office looking like that, I might get fired. Hell, I *know* I'd be fired, since I live in a multi-cultural office with co-workers from four different continents.
Point being that if you want to be arrogant and dress like a freak, yeah, you have a right to do that. But don't be surprised if you get fired if you insist on doing it in a professional setting... because you are demonstrating, by doing so, that you are not a professional, that you place your religious or cultural beliefs ahead of your professional responsibilities. So while you have a right to dress like a freak, well, fine. Just don't expect a job in my office, where we all dress like conservative professionals.
-- Badtux the Conservative Penguin
Cross-posted at the Mockingbird's Medley
I have been drinking too much coffee and must cut back. Today I only had one cup, in the morning. My head is pounding. Time for some Advil, sigh. BTW, my coffee is Community Dark Roast (the state coffee of Louisiana!), always freshly brewed.
This hereby completes the unholy triumvirant of pizza - chili - coffee. I figure that if I blogged about nothing but pizza, chili, and coffee, this blog would shortly be the most popular blog on the Internet, judged by prior response to postings that talk about pizza, chili, and coffee.
I have an article about the death penalty coming up, but it's rather slow. I just have one question to ask you: If the purpose of the death penalty is to remove murderers from the gene pool in a cost-effective manner (as vs. simply locking them up for the rest of their natural lives), why do prisons spend so much time and effort keeping death row prisoners from committing suicide? Why not just issue them some cyanide capsules upon their entrance to death row? I mean, dead is dead, right?
-- Badtux the not-dead Penguin
-- Badtux the Protected Penguin
I cook a mean pot of chili, if I say so myself. Good quality lean meat and fresh spices and beans (yes, I'm a heretic and put a can of chili beans in) result in a fiery yet flavorful concoction that is irresistable.
The problem is that making up a good batch of chili takes time, and to do it right, you have to make a BIG batch of chili. Then there's the fuss of freezing it into individual containers, carrying it to work in a backpack (motorcycle, remember?) still frozen, yada yada yada. Plus you can't carry it on a camping trip on the motorcycle. So I've been searching for something in a jar, can, foil pouch, whatever that I can easily haul to work or on a camping trip.
Verdict: I'm still searching.
I tried a couple of variants of the Stagg's. Blah. Fatty-tasting, no bite, the overwhelming taste of the corn starch and lard used as a thickener. Blah. Just blah.
Same deal with the Bush's. The Bush's "Hot" chili was almost edible. Almost. The spice was okay, but it still had the redolent reek of lard.
Hormel: You're joking. This crap is dog food.
So: Is there anything out there that's actually edible? Curious penguins want to know!
-- Badtux the Gustatory Penguin
Oh boy. Teh Gay is conspiring against good Reagan-fearin' right-wing Christians again! Good Reagan-fearin right-wing Christians have their bungholes knickered tight about the notion that a "Christian" gardner should be able to turn down business from gays. See, hate is a Christian value in the Never-Right-Wing's point of view, and gay-ness is a communicable disease. Thus the Gay-dar that they're always using to try to avoid the taint of teh gay, which, surprisingly enough, never seems to properly detect the Mark Foleys and David Driers and Larry Craigs of the world...
After all, remember, Jesus said in the version of the Gospels used by the Never Right Wing, "thou shalt hate teh gay, and condemn them, and cast them out from thy communities, for they are teh gay and shall decorate your homes and cut your hair most tastefully, which is an abomination in the eyes of the Lord." This is in Reagan 5:45, which is the 5th Gospel in the Never-Right-Wing's Bible, right next to the part that says, "thy shalt have knotty pine furniture in thy double-wide, or thy shalt be cast to the eternal fogs of San Francisco."
And remember, if teh gay object to this reading of the Gospels and organize a boycott of your business, why, that's an abomination before the Lord! For as it says in Reagan 4:35, "verily verily I say unto thee, it is easier for a poor man to go through the eye of a needle than it is for a poor man to enter Heaven." Money, according to Reagan 4:36, is NOT the root of all evil. Rather, it is the LACK of money that is the root of all evil. When teh gay organizes a boycott, they're not just hurting you, a good never-right-wing Christian. They're offending Jesus Himself, who says that it is the responsibility, nay, the DUTY of all to give their money to good never-right-thinkin' Christians like yourself!
What, you say your Bible only has four Gospels, and is missing the Gospel of Reagan? HERETIC! Get thee from our presence, you... you.... HOMO!
-- Badtux the Never-right-wing Christian Penguin
Yes, the mighty Fang really is that big...
-- Badtux the Flatter Penguin
Most of the scare-mongering about Iran's nuclear program is laughable. Reason #255, courtesy of a small-town editor in the Midwest who shall not be named in order to protect his ignorant ass (also because I can't remember which newspaper I read it in!), is typical of the breed: absolutely ignorant about Iran's government, Palestine's demographics, the Islamic religion, and simple geography.
Says this editor in his editorial: We cannot allow Iran to have the Bomb because President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad of Iran is a madman who would use them against Israel in order to force the Israelis into the sea.
Oh man, oh man, oh man. I cannot even *begin* to count the ways in which this statement is stupid. Okay, so I lie. Let me count a few ways:
-- Badtux the Geopolitical Penguin
(Cross-posted in slightly different form at the other odd bird's place).
-- Badtux the "What's for dinner" Penguin
Madonna is under fire by human rights 'activists' who claim that her adoption of a black child from Africa broke Malawi law and should be overturned, despite the wishes of the surviving biological parent and the child's village. A mother is told by a social worker that her child is going to be taken away and adopted out to another parent, and murders the social worker and tries to escape with her child. An unknown number of children in foster care are beaten and raped, and even killed. Yet in some cases, clearly some parents simply should't be allowed to have children, because any child in their custody is at risk for their life.
A sentence in the last article above perhaps is the key to all these: We have all these people that are saying this little girl is being sexually abused and no one's opinion matters except the DHS worker.
Removing a child from the custody of his or her parents is a momentous decision. Yet it is being made by social workers who have little training or expertise (my experience with social workers as a teacher who had close contact with many of them during my teaching career is that they are, in general, rather dim and have rather enormous biases and blind spots), or by judges who have no training or expertise in child rearing or child psychology other than that which happened by them surviving their own childhood. Any single human being, or even this penguin, has biases and opinions that affect our judgement. That is why the U.S. Constitution set up a jury system.
But apparently the same "experts" who cannot maintain a safe foster care system, who make up phantom children to get more money from the state and feds, who break up relationships where there is no evidence that there is any danger to a child, who take children away who are not being abused because their parents are not well educated and who leave children in homes where they are being abused because their parents are well educated and capable of snow-jobbing the less-well-educated social worker, apparently lawyers turned judges who have no training or background in child psychology, apparently these "experts" are more qualified to detirmine whether a child should stay with or be taken away from his or her parents than a jury of twelve?
I'm sorry. That provision of the Constitution was put there for a reason. Yes, a judge knows the law better. Yes, a child psychologist knows child rearing better. But a jury of twelve knows justice better. And justice, in the end, is what is lacking here. The notion that one possibly-biased person can better judge whether a child should be permenantly removed from his home than a jury of twelve is simply un-American. What you end up with is kids who get killed by abusive parents because the parents are, in the biased opinion of one person, "good" parents, and kids being taken away because the parents are, in the biased opinion of one person, "bad" parents... and no justice. Especially no justice for the kids, who are fucked (often literally) either way...
-- Badtux the Justice Penguin
My shocks on my truck, that is. The rears dumped their full load of shock oil the first time I loaded up the truck with 800 pounds of books and hauled it all 1,000 miles over aweful California highways (thump thump thump). The fronts seem to have gradually faded until they're pretty much gone too. So now my ride is bouncity-bouncity-bouncity-bounce, moderated only somewhat by the fact that, as a truck, it has rather stiff suspension.
After some looking around, it looks like the Monroe Reflex might be what I need. It looks like they use a variation of the motorcycle cartridge fork technology, which have a spring-loaded valve in them that opens on sharp bumps to solve the hydraulic lock issue that makes forks essentially go solid on sharp abrupt hits (ouch!), yet stays closed on smaller bumps where the normal damping holes provide good controlled damping. The result is a more controlled ride that doesn't bounce you all over the place when you hit big bumps.
Just curious what the more mechanically inclined amongst you think about this shock....
-- Badtux the Truckin' Penguin
So, I talked about my tire dilemma, and how it looked like I might have to support the Great Satan. I finally did it -- I now have the Uniroyal Liberator tires from Wal-Mart on my truck.
So how do they work? Well, like truck tires. They have a thick six-ply sidewall, so they're very stiff and ride rough. They also have an astonishingly high load rating for such a skinny tire, and require a lot of weight to balance. Traction-wise I can only compare them to the OEM tires, but they seem to have more traction on both wet and dry pavement than the OEM tires (not that this is saying much -- the OEM tires would trigger the ABS even on normal braking when the pavement was wet). And because they're so stiff, they make the handling somewhat crisper than with the old Kitten Paws, which would howl in dismay whenever you asked them to anything more vigorous than a graceful weave.
All in all, they are what you pay for -- a cheap truck tire that's better than the OEM tire, but not by much. There are definitely better tires out there, and if I intended to put a lot of miles on this truck, I would have bought one of them. But since this truck gets used very occasionally (I usually ride my motorcycle)... it just didn't make sense to put a top of the line tire with an 80,000 treadwear warranty onto the thing. Hell, I'll be ready for retirement before I put 80,000 miles on this truck!
-- Badtux the Truckin' Penguin
Okay guys. After that previous post, I need a fluffy kitty hit:
sniff... ahhhh.... that feels better. All is right with the world. Okay, so it's just the drug speaking. But who can resist a soft fluffy kitty putting a box to its rightful use? Except, perhaps, Dr. Bill Frist?
-- Badtux the Addict Penguin
Billmon: For someone in my shoes, though, hopelessness can become an excuse for not thinking about unpleasant truths. But there was something about Riverbend's quiet despair that forced me to think hard about my own moral responsibility as an American for a genocide caused by America -- because of a war started in my name, paid for with my taxes.
I've opposed this war since it was just a malignant smirk on George Bush's face. I've spoken against it, written against it, marched against it, supported and contributed to politicians I generally despise because I thought (wrongly) that they might do something to stop it. It's why I took up blogging, why I started this blog.
But the question Riverbend has forced me to ask myself is: Did I do enough? And the only honest answer is no.
Jonathan Schwarz at A Tiny Revolution: There are very, very few Americans who can honestly say we did what we should have done, what any basic morality required of us. God knows I'm not one of that few. In fact, when I compare myself to that few, and take a step back, I see I'm standing much closer to George Bush than I am to, say, Kathy Kelly.
At some point I'll have to talk to some of the few and ask them how they managed to pull it off. Meanwhile, as mistah charley likes to say: may the Creative Forces of the Universe, if any, have mercy on our souls, if any.
There is nothing more that I can add. I am in the same crowd as Billmon and Jonathan. As are you, most probably. And while Jonathan Schwarz appeals to a deity for mercy upon his soul, the Great Penguin is not famed for dispensing mercy. I doubt even daily sacrifices of herring will suffice to wake Him from His sated slumber. Tuxology can be an unforgiving religion at times...
-- Badtux the Somber Penguin
Why am I not surprised? Mr. Shut Up has always been a two-bit thug who makes his bones via character assassination, slander, and inciting his hoards of devotees to violence. Why should I be surprised that he wants to kill me? After all, I'm sure he'd tell you that fried penguin tastes just like chicken...
-- Badtux the Not-ready-to-be-fried-yet Penguin
Fact #1: Military families on food stamps and lined up at food banks because they're too poor to buy food.
Fact #2: Republican Senatorial candidate Thomas Kean Jr. releases his income tax return, showing that he had over $200,000 of income, paid $8,100 in taxes (i.e., 4% tax rate!), and then whines that his taxes are too high.
Remember, boys and girls, low taxes are more important than feeding the men and women in uniform who sign up to defend our country. At least, if you're a Republican.
Uhm, so who hates America, again?!
-- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
Note: I paid four times more in taxes last year than Thomas Kean Jr. despite making half his income, but then, I work for a living. I guess it's true -- those who work pay taxes, those who don't... don't. Way to reward the American work ethic, Junior!
This is a question that nobody has really answered, or even asked, in the wake of the Israeli defeat. None of the capabilities that Hizballah showed in the war were new. They were the same capabilities that drove Israel out the first time, with the exception that Iran noticed that their TOW's weren't effective against Merkavas in the late 1990's, and developed a tandem warhead that would take out Merkavas and provided some to Hizballah for this one. I am reading a paper published by the U.S. Army War College in 2000 about the factors that led to Israel's defeat in that earlier war. It is very, very familiar.
What the war showed is that a detirmined irregular force can bog a modern mechanized army down into a war of attrition -- a war that a modern mechanized army is ill-suited to fight due to simple cost factors (a Merkava costs over 5 million dollars, an Iranian anti-tank missile costs maybe $5,000). But we already knew that. We knew that in 2000, when Hizballah drove Israel out the last time. We new that in 1990, when the Afghans drove out the Soviets. We knew that in 1973, when the Vietnamese drove out the Americans. We knew what the outcome was going to be this time too -- if Israel couldn't defeat Hizballah in 2000, there was no way they'd do it in 2006 after Hizballah had six years to prepare for the invasion. And we got the expected outcome -- a disaster for Israel.
Why, then, did Israel do it? I think it is because Israel is a failed state. Their internal politics is in chaos. Their economy is in free fall. All the best and brightest have fled to the United States or even back to Europe from whence they came, leaving behind mostly the dregs that the US or Europe do not want. One Israeli immigrant in the U.S. that I talk to says that in essense, Israel is now a concentration camp for the world's unwanted Jews, the Jews that nobody else will accept into their own countries. Like many failed states before them, the ruler tried to re-unite the nation by embarking upon a foreign war and getting a "rally behind your leader" effect. Who to invade, then? Why, the weakest state on their borders, of course -- Lebanon. And so they did. And, as in 2000, got driven out again, for the same reasons they were driven out in 2000 -- because a modern mechanized army cannot invade a mountainous nation and win a war of attrition against an irregular army fighting a defense in depth. The Soviets learned this in Afghanistan, and the Israelis had learned this in 2000 -- and promptly forgot it. But a failed state does not pay much attention to those "fact" thingies.
The scary thing is that this failed state has nuclear weapons. If one of the more batshit-crazy factions in Israel get ahold of those weapons as the Israeli state continues its decline...
- Badtux the Observant Penguin
Courtesy of Paul the Spud, we now find out that elementary schools are banning games of tag at recess. Big Brother Government apparently is necessary to prevent little Jennifer and little Jeffy from running into each other on the playground and getting a boo-boo. And what do their parents think? Well, how's this: Willett parent, Celeste D'Elia, said her son feels safer because of the rule. "I've witnessed enough near collisions," she said. Oooh, can't have little sonny get a boo-boo on the playground! And yet another generation is raised to be happy with the blackjack... yet another generation of wimp Americans, no longer the "home of the brave", but, rather, the "home of the cowering in fear".
This is a relatively new development in American culture. Until the 1960's, it simply was accepted that life was dangerous. Until the 1940's, it was well known that at least 1/3rd of your children would die before reaching adulthood due to disease, so it didn't make sense to try to protect them from less likely causes of death such as, say, colliding with a girl while playing tag on the playground. This general attitude persisted even after immunizations reduced childhood deaths drastically -- until Ralph Nader.
I think it is ironic that the fear-driven politics used by the Reich Wing derives from that created by Ralph Nader and similar left-wing "consumer safety advocates" of the 1960's. Their fear-based tactics convinced millions that they needed to live their lives in fear unless Big Brother Government came in and protected them, whereas before then, it was simply accepted that life was a risky business. I think this just goes to show just how "conservative" the Bushevics really are... when it comes to that fear thing and "big brother government must protect you!", they make Ralph Nader look as conservative as Ronald Reagan.
So here we have the spectacle of American society not only comfortable with, but welcoming the blackjack, out of some deranged notion that the purpose of government is to make them "safe". There are no Americans rioting in the streets over the fact that Dear Leader has now been granted the power to disappear anybody he wants into the gulags with no court review for eternity. Indeed, the majority applaud it. The new American dream is Singapore, a fascist one-party dictatorship that maintains order by ruling with an iron hand. The new American dream comes complete with jackboots and uniforms and blackjacks on every street corner to insure that Americans don't have any of that "risk" or "danger" stuff in their lives. They want Big Brother to kill or torture lots of "evildoers" for them, where "evildoers" consist of anybody who is not part of their particular troop of hairless monkeys. They are, in the end, the townspeople of the Clint Eastwood movie High Plains Drifter, where the majority of the townspeople are cowards too scared to stand up for themselves, and get what they ask for and deserve in the end.
Unfortunately, they're taking the rest of us down with them. And this penguin, for one, isn't happy at all with the blackjack, but hasn't the foggiest notion what to do about it given that the majority of Americans are happy with the blackjack, indeed, embrace it as the new American dream.
-- Badtux the Drifter Penguin
Cross-posted in slightly different form at Mimus Pauly's
Have been dropping some blogs that I no longer browse, and adding new ones. If you know one I should be linking to, please, pop a comment on this post. If you know one on my sidebar that is no longer around (since Blogspot is down right now I can't check most of the Blogspot blogs), please let me know.
-- Badtux the Administrative Penguin
PS -- pop a look over at TBogg's Place today. He's on a real tear. And our favorite pol other than the Shrubbery, Rick 'Man on Dog' Santorum, is now courting the hobbit vote... desperation, anybody?! And over in New Orleans, Mayor "Chocolate City" Nagin has decided that the worst threat to the city is not the rising crime rates, not the crumbling levees, not FEMA, but ... ho's. Agh! My head! My exploding head!
Scary John gets his strong arm on
He can break me and make me
Happy with his blackjack
Scary John gets his heavy hand on
he smiles without his eyes
nice and easy with his blackjack
please don't say that this isn't what you wanted now
Scary John gets his strong arm on
He can break me and make me
Happy with his blackjack
Scary John always knows whats going on
He is everywhere
Happy with his blackjack
Please don't this that this isn't what you wanted now
Yeah this is your American dream
Everything is simple in the white and the black
you will never need to see the gray anymore
you will never have to be afraid
When you are happy with the blackjack
Happy with the blackjack
I hope you are happy with the blackjack
scary john wants to kill my song
he doesn't like the fact I'm not happy with the blackjack
Don't tell me that you didn't see this coming down
Don't say that this isn't what you wanted now
Don't tell me this isn't what you asked for
Be careful what you ask for
Be careful what you ask for
Be careful what you ask for
Yeah this is your American dream
Never have to see the gray anymore
Never have to be afraid
when you're happy with the blackjack
I hope you're happy with the blackjack
Happy with the blackjack
Happy with the blackjack
Happy with the blackjack
This is your American dream
And made it! Or as one of my co-workers put it, "Ship it!". (That's a joke, BTW -- the joke being that whenever we prototype a new product and demonstrate the initial alpha prototype to Marketing, Marketing's inevitable response is, "Ship it!" and we have to break it gently to them that it still needs refinement, a usability study, a beta test period, etc. :-).
Anyhow, my mom is spending her retirement travelling nowdays, and asked me what a good laptop computer would cost her. I told her around $1,000. She was quiet for a moment and then said she'd have to think about that (she and her husband are travelling around the country in a Honda car, staying at relative's houses, so they're not exactly spending lots of money). So a day later she called me back and said, "What if I give you $500 for your current laptop, and you buy a new one?"
Hmm, okay. I've been looking at the 13.3" laptops to make it easier to carry on a train or plain (my current 15.1" won't fully open in a normal airline or train seat, and it's a nuisance typing on a half-opened laptop!), and saw the Apple Macbook. I tried out the keyboard at Fry's Electronics, and it works for me. Apple had a problem with the thing randomly shutting down, but it appears that they found the problem (a sensor wire wearing through and indicating to the software that the CPU was overheating and had to be put to sleep immediately to prevent damage), and have fixed it with a new heat sink redesigned so it doesn't rub that wire. In addition, it runs Unix, so I wouldn't need to dual-boot Linux anymore to run my favorite Unix software.
The other laptop that I'm looking at is the Sony SZ series. It is the only other 13.3" laptop that I've tried out whose keyboard works for me. It has more USB ports, a memory card reader, a PC card slot, and other goodies. But it is also around $400 more expensive than a Macbook. Of course, once I bought a legal version of Windows XP for the Macbook, that price difference would be gone...
So it looks like I'm going to go ahead and get the Macbook. Comments?
-- Badtux the Maybe-Mac Penguin
While the U.S. has a Humvee shortage, the Brits are doing even worse -- they're down to a total of 8 (yes, EIGHT) Chinook helicopters, and are reduced to hiring private helicopters to ferry their soldiers around in Afghanistan. The roads are so bad in Afghanistan, and the terrain so rugged, that it really isn't feasible to transport and supply their troops via truck. It might take all day to make 20 miles by truck. So this is a Big Deal(tm).
What is the American response, when asked whether they have any helicopters to spare? "Dude, we ain't got enough for ourselves, much less you!" is their response.
It makes a penguin wonder just how bad the situation really is. It sounds like the Coalition of the Willing is more the Coalition of the Illing nowdays...
- Badtux the Military Penguin
Crossposted in expanded form at Mockingbird's Medley
Somebody said, regarding a prior story, that everything sucks and we need more cat photos to keep our sanity. So here we go:
- Badtux the Cat-petting Penguin
As promised, my review of the "Totino's Party Pizza".
I typically shop for groceries late at night. My feeling is that the time before 9pm is too precious to use for such trivial things.
So I went shopping for the usual -- herring, tuna, noodles, you know the deal -- and they bagged my groceries and I paid for them and they put my groceries into the cart and I pushed the cart to my truck and started taking groceries out and putting them behind the seat (extended cab model). About halfway through, I pick up this bag with five square things in it... hold it, I didn't buy any square things!
So I slid the bag down and... Totino's Party Pizza? WTF? I didn't pick up any Totino's Party Pizza! I looked at my receipt to see whether I'd been charged for these things. Nope. This stuff is so bad that they're giving them away?!
Anyhow, I went home and went to sleep, and a few days later decided to try one of these things. The first warning sign was the nutrition label. Lots of fat but ... not much protein? Huh. So I popped it in the oven and cooked it until it met the requirements for being cooked, then sliced it and served.
Bleh. Just bleh. Utterly tasteless. Just lard, and lard, and lard. Apparently the "crust" of this thing is pure lard. The "pepperoni" is just a sprinkled garnish on top. The "cheese"... I don't think it qualifies to be cheese, maybe "processed cheese-lookin' pseudo-food" qualifies. Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh.
Lesson: There ain't no party with Totino's, just bleh. Avoid. The other four "pizzas" are now officially dumped in the trash.
Note: If you want a good pizza, any of the Red Baron brands are good (Red Baron owns three different brands, from their "base" Red Baron brand which is pretty good, to their top of the line stone baked stuff sold under the Freschetta name which is darn good). Top with jalapeno of course :-). But avoid this cheap crap like the plague... saving a few pennies over the better brands just ain't worth it.
-- Badtux the Pizza-lovin' Penguin
Every single Bradley and Humvee not in Iraq or Afghanistan is busted. Every... single... one of them.
I cannot understate the scale of the disaster that this is. First of all, if anybody anywhere else in the world starts making trouble, there's no troops to send there, unless we're going to send light infantry walking on two feet as cannon fodder. We don't have enough troops to use them as cannon fodder. But worse of all is the effect upon training: There isn't any.
One of the thing that has traditionally differentiated the U.S. Army from potential adversaries during the post-Vietnam era has been the professionalism and training of its soldiers. The first Gulf War in 1992-1993 is a perfect example of how well the U.S. Army can function when clicking on all cylinders. Desert Storm was a perfect example of using airpower to immobilize an enemy, then using maneuver and concentration to cut him to pieces. Yes, the U.S. had better tanks than Saddam, but not by that much. What the U.S. had was a huge edge in training and operational capabilities not to mention morale.
Now, morale is in the pits, and there's no equipment to use to train all the gang bangers, autistic kids, and just plain dumb recruits that are being accepted under new lower standards. So even if the recruits were as high a calibre as in the past, the Army's effectiveness as a whole is much reduced over what it was in 1992.
As the war goes on, things are going to get even worse. The Army is caught in a war of attrition in Iraq. But the Army isn't set up for a war of attrition. None (zero) of the Army's major weapons systems are still in production, with the sole exception of the HMMWV, which AM General has the capability make approximately 4500 of per year. 4500 HMMWV's isn't even replacement rate for the ones being destroyed in Iraq. The M1 tank hasn't been manufactured since 1993. Its gas turbine engine has been out of production since 1992. The Bradley hasn't been manufactured since 1994. Because we had enough Bradleys and M1's for Ronald Reagan's 18 division Army, it was felt that we had plenty for any war that we'd ever fight, and thus no need to make more. But that was before George W. Bush sent so many of them to be ground into shards in the sands of Iraq for years at a time.
If this goes on, the U.S. Army stands a good chance of simply disintegrating -- becoming completely ineffective, with military units that lack the skills, training, and equipment to even defend themselves, much less embark upon offensive operations against an enemy. The last time this happened was in 1972, when a drastic military withdrawal from Vietnam occurred because the U.S. Army units there simply had ceased to exist as viable military formations, with recon patrols turning into trips to the local coffee houses to smoke heroin, and Army sergeants and lieutenants being frequent victims of fraggings if they tried to order their men into combat. Only a complete withdrawal and re-organization of the Army succeeded in rebuilding it into a usable military force, but as a result when the Soviets invaded Afghanistan and the Iranians rebelled against the Shah, President Carter had no Army to send even if he'd desired to do so. It took over ten years to rebuild the Army after the disaster of Vietnam... and unfortunately, my suspicion is that it'll take another ten years to rebuild the Army after the disaster of Iraq. Or else we'll simply cease to have a viable Army. Which, I suppose, would make the rest of the world breathe in relief, but is hardly a "good" thing for America and Americans...
-- Badtux the Military Penguin
One of the interesting things about boomers is how they justify their drug usage. Stuff about "opening the doors of perception" and so forth. In that vein I have a confession to make: I was a high school stoner.
When I was in high school, it was well known that I was a druggie. I had that "stoner stare", people said, and kept asking me for my "connection". Reality was that I didn't even use alcohol. My testosterone-clouded mind had enough problems processing sans interference from other chemicals.
The doors of perception are controlled by one's mind, not by the drugs one uses. He who wishes to perceive, perceives. Drugs have nothing to with it. A willingness to think beyond what one is told to think, a desire to see beyond what one is told to see, a desire to listen beyond what one is told to hear, that is all it takes. And sadly, said willingness and desire is as uncommon today as it was in my youth xx years ago (let us just say that I voted for Jimmy Carter, and leave it at that).
- Badtux the Stoner Penguin
Sundays are a great day to cook red beans and rice. My boss at the office gave me three fresh habernero peppers out of his garden, so it's time to use them before they go bad. But no, I'm not going to put all three into my red beans and rice, that'd be just plain crazy!
Here's the basic recipe for my version of this simple but delicious dish:
Once you're done cooking the above, you have enough beans for a small army. You then cook some rice and serve over rice. Optionally, you can serve with French bread or cornbread on the side to help stretch it even further.
First thing you do is, on Saturday, put the beans soaking in a big pot of water. Leave them there overnight in the refrigerator to help tenderize them.
On Sunday after you get home from church, drain the beans into a strainer, put 5 cups of water into the pot, bring the pot almost to a boil, then dump in the beans. Bring to a boil, then simmer for a couple of hours. It's important to *not* put the seasoning in at this time, because you need to get the beans tender first, and salt toughens the cell walls. You can go ahead and mince the habernero and put it in at this time, though. It needs to be tenderized too. (note: Use latex gloves while handling the habernero, and carefully rinse the cutting board and knife afterward! Voice of experience here!). Depending upon your tolerance for heat, either discard the seeds, or put them into the pot with the rest of the pepper. (I recommend discarding them unless you are hard-core).
After a couple of hours the beans and habernero should be pretty much tenderized. Put in the meat and other (non-habernero) seasonings, put in enough *HOT* water (bring it to a boil in a teakettle on another burner) to cover the beans, and simmer for another couple of hours.
Cook some rice, cook some cornbread if you want the Prairie Cajun version vs. the Swamp Cajun version (the Prairie Cajuns used cornbread, the Swamp Cajuns used French bread) or slice your French bread, then serve.
Simple, filling, cheap, will feed an army. You'll have to provide the army though.
-- Badtux the Recipe Penguin
Cough cough cough... just finished cutting up the habernero. Had me coughing, eyes running, etc. even though it was just one habernero. My suggestion: Unless you're hard-core, leave out the habernero, and if you ARE hard-core, just put half the habernero -- no seeds -- into your chile or red beans or what have you. That stuff is *HOT*!!!!!
Afterward #2: Yep, half the habernero, no seeds, was *PLENTY* of high-register hot. Complemented the low-register heat of the Tabasco perfectly. This recipe, simple as it is, is *GOOD*, I just finished making a pig err fatter penguin out of myself!
By and large, we do not have democracy in America. When Benjamin Franklin, upon leaving the Constitutional Convention in Philidelphia, was asked what sort of government had been created there, ole' Ben replied, "A republic, if you can keep it." And for that, we can be thankful. If you think the current republic misrules this nation, democracy would have been a thousand times worse.
To illustrate the fundamental problem with democracy, here is exibit one: The absentee ballot I just received for the upcoming California elections. It is two legal-sized pages (that's the *BIG* pages, roughly the size of a laptop computer), front and back, in tiny print. One page is candidates. The other page is ballot initiatives.
Let's look first at the candidates pages. Now, I'd like to think that I'm a fairly well-informed person. I have no problem with figuring out which of the gubernatorial candidates I want to vote for (the Governator or Phil Who? Hmmm). Same deal with the local mayor's race and my local city council race. But then there's all these other wierd offices on the ballot. Fire district? Community college district? District judges? Appeals court judges? Board of Effin' Equalization?!!!! Hey look, what I need is someone with views compatible with mine who has a full-time staff that does nothing but look at all these little local offices and figure out who the best person is. I don't have a staff to do that. Hmm, but I know some people who do... they're called "the governor" and "the mayor". Whoa, what an idea, have my elected officials actually WORK FOR ME in finding the best people for these low-level staff positions, what a revolutionary (pun intended) notion!
Same deal comes to the ballot initiatives. Two pages of small print?! Look, there's a couple of high profile initiatives that have been properly dissected by the local press, and I know what to do there. But past those, it's all a blur. I need someone with views compatible mine who has a full-time staff that does nothing but look at all this small print and figure out which ones are a good idea and which are not. I could call this person, hmm... oh, I know! I could call him CONGRESSMAN!
Sans such a person with a full time staff, what am I to do? I know what most people do. They just vote according to who has the best ads on television, or what the guy at the water cooler said, or whatever. But that's no way to hire the best people to run the local community college, and that's no way to make sure that the laws being passed aren't going to have the sort of dire consequences that Proposition 13 (which destroyed California's educational system) had. What I want is a person (call him governor, mayor, or congressman) who has views similar to mine who has a full-time staff to look at these things and thus can make more informed decisions than I can. I'm just one man, and I have a full-time job and I don't have the resources to hire staffers and lawyers to look at all this legal gibberish. How the hell, without having a full-time staff and lawyers on retainer to decipher all this legal gibberish, am I supposed to be able to tell which of these five competing proposals for improving the schools is the best one to vote for?!
And that, my friends, is why the Constitutional Convention in Philidelphia created a Republic, not a Democracy. Democracy means that governing decisions are made by people who do not, and cannot, have enough information to make informed decisions, and the inevitable result of democracy is bad laws and bad governance. Of course, it can be said that the same is true of our current "representative democracy" (republic), but as we might put it in computer science land, that's a problem of implementation, not a problem of fundamental algorithm or structure. Implementation can be fixed. Democracy, on the other hand, can't.
-Badtux the un-democratic Penguin
A sweet father-daughter story over at Minstrel Boy's place. Recommended.
One of the major regrets of my life is that, as a penguin in a time of chimpanzees, I will never have similar stories to tell. I never was any good at playing those chimpanzee mating games, much less 4x worth of them. Ah well, I am getting whiney and maudlin and that is never good for a penguin. Which brings me to the subject of guilty pleasures.
For some reason, Death Cab for Cutie's album Plans is playing on my CD player. If every shallow "high school" show had a theme album, this would be it. One reviewer said about it, "It is an album-length version of 'The OC'". It is all about chimpanzee mating games, and is part of a society-wide indoctrination of our youth in how those chimpanzee mating games are supposed to work (it is rather hilarious comparing how it works in India and China when talking with my co-workers with how it works here, it becomes utterly clear that all this "true love" stuff that we talk about here is an entirely social construct). Yet it has good poppy hooks in many of the songs, and the vocalist has a spare style that manages to make even the most banal of lyrics seem fraught with meaning.
Next up: A review of Totino's Party Pizzas. It ain't pretty...
-- Badtux the Maudlin Penguin
Okay, so since my last attempt at cat blogging was a turkey (literally!)...
A dark photo with a black cat in it is perfect for Friday the 13th, doncha think?!
-- Badtux the Cat-owned Penguin
Note: Blogger's image posting software is bloggered again, thus why my photos are so, uhm, bloggered. Blogger bloggered? What else is new?!
Rep. Bob Ney pleads guilty to accepting bribes from Abramoff.
Republicans bring honor to our nation's government. The honor of the Bonanno Family, perhaps.
-- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
-- Badtux the Confused Penguin
Some folks apparently think I'm about to leave on my annual migration. Silly people. Penguins don't migrate in October!
And yes, I do carry my PDA cell phone with me, but it's generally not that useful for blogging, especially when I'm a hundred miles from the nearest cell tower ;-).
Badtux the "That is All" Penguin
Right into a sandpile, in this case, when a driver followed the orders of his GPS system right past "Construction ahead" signs...
- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
I am preparing for my annual migration. I am working on getting my motorcycle ready for the trip, including new tires and a new clutch cable (the old one is looking a bit shabby), and getting my camping gear all straightened out for camping along the way. While doing so, I came across this stuff:
Yes, fold-flat plastic origami tableware by Orikaso.
Previously I've been carrying paper plates. But they were rather inadequate for a number of reasons, one being that they weren't re-usable (easy to clean tho -- just toss them on the campfire :-). I just went to REI and got the three-piece set. The whole set, flattened, is smaller than the small bundle of paper plates that I carried last year during my migration -- and doesn't soak through, and isn't floppy like those paper plates.
Man, this is going to be the bestest migration ever! I'll be able to create culinary masterpieces on the road without having to carry bulky aluminum tableware that was easily bent and hard to fit into my motorcycle's paniers, woohoo!
-- Badtux the Migratory Penguin
Uhm, you didn't know that us modern high-tech birds ride motorcycles to migrate, rather than do it the old-fashioned way?!
Oh well. I'll get to meet my hero, Mark Twain, there, as well as all my other fellow bloggers, so I guess that's not a *bad* thing. Boy, I sure am glad to find that you can bugger teenage boys, kill 600,000 Iraqis and 3,000 Americans, cheat on your wife, steal money from poor people, and otherwise behave as total savages and still go to Heaven, but if you blog, well, uhn-uhn, you're going to that other place!
Well fine. The class of people you meet down there has to be better than the child molesting, wife cheating, money-grubbing Republicans who apparently are going "up there". It'll be great meeting Groucho Marx and Mark Twain in person....
-- Badtux the Vacation-planning Penguin
Props to Ole' Blue, Mimus Pauley, et. al. for getting there first...
The European contingent at the office finally brow-beat Operations into buying real fresh-roasted coffee beans to their specification and a coffee grinder to turn it into grounds for the coffee maker.
Good coffee. GOOOOOD coffee. I'm not sure whether I'm going to go thru the trouble of switching from my favorite coffee at home, it tastes better than Community Dark Roast but not *that* much better, but it is a 10000% improvement at work.
Question: What gift should I give to the European contingent for getting us some decent coffee? I thought about cooking them some Cajun food, but their coffee is the gift that keeps giving every morning, and a one-shot deal of red beans and rice or gumbo just isn't the same. New coffee mugs? Naw, we already got too many free ones around here. I'm stumped. Anybody?
-- Badtux the Coffee-lovin' Penguin
In my inbox (due to me buying tires from there): An offer for a five-CD set of Garth Brooks' greatest hits.
Yee-haw! Hey, y'all think they got thems a sale on them thare wife beaters too?!
- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
Bush has announced that he's unwilling to live with a nuclear North Korea.
I'll throw in $5 towards the funeral expenses. Anybody else?
-- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
One reason why Preznit Coo Coo Bananas hasn't managed to accomplish anything with his counterpart in North Korea is simple: The Koreans are nuts.
This is hardly a new thing. In 1871, modern American warships were sent to Korea in order to ask about the fate of an American merchant vessel, the General Sherman, and to query them about their bad habit of boiling alive missionaries and sailers who washed up upon the shores of the Hermit Kingdom. The Koreans refused to talk. They instead fired upon the American vessels using 15th century technology -- brass cannons and matchlock muskets, all of which of course just bounced off of modern armored warships. The American vessels pounded the Korean fortresses into rubble with their modern rifled artillery, and sent in the Marines. The first fort the Marines entered was empty -- the crazy Koreans had decided they wanted nothing to do with the Americans, and left. So the Marines tossed all its brass cannons into the mud flats and moved on. The second fort the Marines entered was empty. Same deal. The next Korean fort, however, had several hundred Korean soldiers in it, armed with those 15th century matchlocks. The Marines, armed with modern repeating rifles and machine guns and artillery, slaughtered them, of course, with minimal loss of life on the part of the Marines -- less than a dozen killed or injured. Then they looked upriver at the next fort... and the next fort... and realized they'd be years hopping from fort to fort slaughtering Koreans but never really accomplishing anything because a few hundred Marines weren't enough to occupy the whole country. So they went back to the ship, tried talking to the Koreans again, the Koreans continued to refuse to talk, and eventually they gave up and left.
To this day, the Koreans -- North and South both -- celebrate this as a glorious military victory.
That's crazy, you say? Well, how about this. In 1920, Korean guerillas fighting the Japanese takeover of Korea raided across the Yalu River from China and occupied several Korean villages. the Japanese, of course, didn't take this sitting down -- they'd already slaughtered a million or more Koreans since taking over in 1910. So they sent three divisions to drive these guerillas out of the border towns and chase them down and kill them all. The Korean guerrillas saw the Japanese coming, and ran like hell, and didn't quit running until they'd made it all the way to the Soviet Union, where Lenin had just died and the new Soviet leader, Stalin, slapped them all into gulags. The Japanese lost a total of a dozen soldiers in this entire campaign. To this day, the Koreans -- North and South both -- celebrate this as a glorious military victory.
Crazy enough for you?!
There isn't anything we can do to North Korea that's going to make them behave rationally. You can't threaten Koreans. They simply won't care. You can't bomb their facilities. They will beam with pride at being so singled out. You can't kill bunches of their soldiers. They'll celebrate that as a glorious victory. In the end, the joint Chinese and South Korean policy of bribing them to not do something crazy is probably the only reasonable course there is.
And now I hear you say, "but what about South Korea?" Yeah, what about them? They're nuts too. They're just nuts in a different way. The South Koreans, in reaction to first the Japanese occupation then the North Korean invasion, have gone major coo-coo-bananas religious nuts.
We all know about the Rev. Sun Myung Moon and his Moonies, of course. What is less known here in the West, except amongst evangelical circles, is that the South Koreans have gone Christian in a big way. And I'm not talking tame Methodist or Presbyterian either. I'm talking full blown all-out babble-in-tongues Pentecostal and Assemblies of God snake-handlin' you name it coo coo. South Korea, a nation with 1/10th the population of the United States, now sends more Christian missionaries to the Third World than the United States does, despite the many fundamentalist congregations within the United States such as the Jehovah's Witnesses and Mormons where missionary work is a fundamental part of their faith.
The same applies to all their modern technology. They've just gone nuts there, working themselves to the bone to become the world's #1 builder of ships, the world's #1 builder of RAM chips for computers, the world's #2 builder of consumer electronics... the list goes on and on. T
Then there's their military. South Korea's regular military, at 600,000 strong, may not have the numbers of the North Korean military. But if South Korea invaded North Korea, they'd whip North Korea's butt. Their military has all the latest and greatest military technology. Their Hyundai tanks aren't quite as good as the M1A1 but are much superior to the antiquated Soviet-era tanks possessed by the North Koreans. Their Air Force is armed with F-15's and F-16's equipped with all the latest electronic warfare gizmos that Samsung can fit them with, and can shoot down North Korea's antiquated Mig-21 fighters at ranges where the North Korean fighters wouldn't even be able to detect the South Korean jets on their radars. South Korea has five million military reservists that are better trained than North Korea's entire "million man Army". South Korea is six weeks from an atomic bomb, if they decide they want one -- they possess both uranium enrichment capability and several Canadian CANDU plutonium production reactors (currently being used to produce electricity instead, but they could easily be put into use creating plutonium), and it recently came out that South Korea even has the machinery to extract Pu-239 from fuel rods, although it's all currently in storage. These guys are far more potent in reality than North Korea could ever hope to be.
Frankly, this is not the kind of mess that anybody needs to be rushing into precipitously. If you're dealing with a couple of crazies, the last thing you want to do is take any kind of hasty action. I know from experience dealing with mentally ill youngsters that you want to de-escalate, not escalate. Nine times out of ten, you can talk the crazy kid down and get him to do something reasonable. The 10th time, of course, he goes nuts and you have to call for the "here squad" to restrain him and haul him to isolation (i.e., sanctions, if we're talking in international terms), but (shrug). Why make trouble when you don't have to?
Of course, what with President Coo Coo Bananas being crazy and all, it's not likely that the sane course of action is going to take place regarding North Korea. Having President Coo Coo Bananas in charge is like looking at a dorm room with a couple of crazy kids in it, and seeing that one of them is misbehaving, and deciding to send in the craziest kid on the floor to go in and break it up. No good can come of that. Alas.
-- Badtux the "I know crazy" Penguin
