Of one of the worst excrescenses to ever attach itself to Congress.
His Majesty: “Don’t get cocky. This being Congress, there’s always something worse.“
Of one of the worst excrescenses to ever attach itself to Congress.
His Majesty: “Don’t get cocky. This being Congress, there’s always something worse.“
New Zealand’s Green Party will hold thirteen seats after Saturday’s election. Among their new Members of Parliament is expatriate Californian Julie Anne Genter. (more…)
But this had me laughing my carapace off.
Is now looking at being listed as a sex offender for the rest of his life.
Proving that even the most worthy of causes (coming down hard on child molestation) can still be taken too far by a sufficiently corrupt mind.
We were in a South American mission. I was the District Leader of a remote district, hours away from the mission office and any other district. (more…)
Headline: Woman faces 50 years behind bars for decapitating [her ex-boyfriend’s] piglet.
1. “decapitated his piglet” is not a euphemism.
3. “Brain injury” and “Adderall” are mentioned.
To Occupy Wall Street: (more…)
I clearly do not grok it, because this just … er … well … huh …
It seems the human brain derives much of its complexity from its chromosomal instability.
I find the “brain as tumor” idea kind of interesting, though I confess I am not a huge Blish fan. Nor am I sure where to take it.
His Majesty: “I’ve know a number of politicians who appear to have taken the brain as tumor concept seriously, and adopted the obvious solution.”
How far should a lawyer go to present his client’s case, when his client is clearly a delusional paranoid schizophrenic?
I’d snark that “legal ethics” was an oxymoron if I hadn’t known so many good and decent lawyers in my lifetime.
His Majesty: “The media nowadays make their money by presenting a freak show, so naturally it’s the freaks who find their way into the news.”
Not so different from the old ways.
Derek Lowe, incidentally, is well worth a regular read. A thoroughly terrestrial soul, and I mean that as a compliment.
Walter Russell Meade snarks on a tempting target.
The old Jedi tried to avoid the problem by not having children, an approach similar to that of the early Catholic fathers. (Heh.) My own experience brings painfully alive the perils of nepotism: I went to all that trouble to introduce Luke to the Emperor, and even secure a position for him, but it just didn’t work out well at all.
I’m told I should be offended by the VW suicide bomber viral commercial, but in fact I find it hilarious. I’d probably be more likely to buy a VW if VW had actually made the commercial.
Instead, VW is going after the producers of the commercial. I guess VW isn’t trying to appeal to the asthmatic-villain-American market. I have that problem a lot, actually.
His Majesty: “Problem?”
… some Congressmen short the firm’s stock. And it’s apparently perfectly legal.
His Majesty: “Did you think Congressmen got rich on their salaries?”