Judge Not
Me (thumping my chest self-righteously): “I am not being self-righteous! YOU are being self-righteous by calling me self-righteous! It is self-righteous to call someone self-righteous!“
Me (thumping my chest self-righteously): “I am not being self-righteous! YOU are being self-righteous by calling me self-righteous! It is self-righteous to call someone self-righteous!“
Bed.
This intellectual cuss says he reckons he savvies why some states are blue and some are red. (more…)
Heaven Haven, by Gerard Manley Hopkins: (more…)
They kin regulate my breathing when they pry my lungs from my cold, daid mouth. Not ‘fore then. (more…)
A nice argument, but what really comes after Republic is Empire. You can fight it–you ought to fight it–but can you stop it?
It came to me yesterday, amidst my busy schedule of plucking the gowans fine and imbibing potations in moderation, whom it was that the American President reminded me of. All in a flash–or in a sudden moment of illumination, if you prefer to put it that way, one of Jeeves’ gags–I saw it all. “Strike me pink, it’s Soapy Sid!”
I only wonder that a normally observant fellow like me missed it for so long. I mean to say, the two of them are practically twins, like wossname, Damocles and Psoriasis.
Respected Ninth Circuit Jurist Pulls a Marbury v. Madison, upholding a particular gun regulation while finding that the 2nd Amendment applies to the states.
About Governor Rick Perry suggesting that secession is on the table, three points:
1) For how long has the lead singer of Journey been governor of Texas?
2) Didn’t we already have a war, at the cost of about 1,000,000 casualties, over the question of whether states could leave the Union? How did that come out?
3) If it comes to a real attempt at secession, I would be very much pleased to go to Texas myself and kill as many Texans as necessary to quell the rebellion. That includes my father and my brother. In fact, I’d probably start with them, because they’d pick me up at the airport.
On the sweetness of Mormon life–
I am waiting to pass the sacrament. Our newest deacon explains to me in whispers why “Rock of Ages” is wrong for an opening hymn. (more…)
What is a freedom? Here’s one quick and dirty guide. (more…)
Why is it that we hear the loudest yelps of devotion to science from the drivers of public hysteria on nuclear waste? (more…)
This little story about a bug problem takes place a couple of miles from my home.