Friends, it’s been increasingly difficult to keep the posts comin’ recently, as you’ve no doubt noticed. I’m still insanely mad at all the crooks, criminals and communists who hold power over us, and it’s not like I’ve become any better at meekly accepting that sad fact.
What has changed, though, is that my wife and I are heading back to the United Kingdom. There’ll be a general election in early May, the Conservatives will win (well, to be more accurate, the party that still calls itself the Conservative Party, not that there’s much conservative about it at all, will win) and I’m going back to see if there is anything small that I might be able to do to help repair my country.
And if that doesn’t work out, then I’ll probably return to teaching, having loved the brief time that I spent over here teaching history and international relations. Heck, I might just go and teach, anyway, it was far more fulfilling than any other job that I’ve had.
Carbon dating, spectrum analysis, psychic probes and enhanced interrogation all confirm that this is the most scientifically accurate depiction of government in existence.
This scene in Downfall is just about perfect for any political situation that goes completely t*ts up (do you guys use that phrase over here, or do I now look dirty as well as foul-mouthed?).
So the miracle in Massachusetts definitely qualifies.
You know this is gonna be gold from the moment that the line All of the newly elected “Blue Dogs, ” please leave the room now appears.
Watch until the end, guys: the last few lines are even better than those that precede ‘em.
Need to know that the f*cking f*cktards who can’t even contemplate life without a filibuster-proof Senate have had their wings clipped!
It’s called the democratic f*cking process, dipsh*ts!
(Yeah, I know, haven’t I developed a nasty lil’ potty mouth recently? See, I had such grand ambitions when I started the site – I’d always refer to President Obama and would never utter profanities, etc, etc. In true Democratic fashion, though, I abrogate all self-responsibility in favor of blaming you guys for bringing out my less well-mannered side.)
UPDATE – Argh! The counters on Drudge have started to count! Please, please, please, please, pleeeeeeeeasssee!
Aside from their love of punishing the successful, their fixation with murdering babies, their conviction that they alone possess Eternal Truth, their addiction to welfarism, their total ignorance of history and economics, their obsession with skin color, their hatred of Christianity/Christians, their aversion to the Constitution, and their completely amoral stance on every other issue, what I love most about Democrats is their sense of fair play.
Really, they’re just so honest. They don’t, for instance, fraud their way to a Senate election victory in Minnesota; they don’t change State laws in Massachusetts stipulating how Senators are replaced mid-term, in order to prevent a Republican governor from appointing someone; they don’t enable criminal groups in places like Detroit, where there are now more registered voters than residents over the voting age of 18.
Second, thank you for all your help, as usual, France.
Third, given your habit of devastating as many countries that wanted to leave your empire as possible, there are more salient voices out there with regard to humanitarian relief. If, on the other hand, we wanted to learn all there is to know about defeat and surrender, then we would come a-knocking at your door.
If you don’t read Ambrose Evans-Pritchard’s column in the Daily Telegraph, you should start (SNK, I think that you’ll particularly appreciate his insights).
The guy’s an economics/finance heavyweight. His pieces do not make for comfortable reading, though. His predictions are almost exclusively dire, to the point of systemic/nation-state collapse (particularly as it concerns those European Union member states who, due to their membership of the eurozone, lack any power whatsoever over monetary policy). According to AEP, Japan and/or China are the time-bombs that are going to ignite this year’s financial meltdown, which could make last years’ look like an aperitif.
Honing in on the US in his latest article, he provides this troubling analysis:
Yeah, ignore that part about entirely due to Obama stimulus – that statement should have been qualified by the disclaimer that economic “growth” based solely on a massive fiscal expansion is nothing of the sort.
The much-touted recovery, as you and I know but the administration apparently doesn’t, has not happened. The aggressive rebound that has characterized every post-recession resurgence since WWII has not occurred.
Civil unrest is spreading through European countries.
America could be next.
PS – About the pic. There is indeed no way like The American Way. Luck has played no role in America’s ceaselessly rising standard of living. It’s just that it’s been corrupted by the avarice and shortsightedness of financiers, politicians and ordinary people alike in recent decades. Acts of monumental importance are rarely recognized while they’re in the process of being made. In part, this is a historical necessity – very few things can be said to be historic events without first witnessing their impact. But what we are living through now is. The decades that follow are going to turn on the (in)action of today’s politicians, who pay lip service to our problems but do nothing to resolve them.
Please don’t go see The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus.
Because it’s not very good at all.*
The core idea is an intriguing concept for a movie, but nowhere near enough is made of it. The pacing is badly off, with far too much time devoted to scenes in decrepit parts of London, full of unpretty members of my kin (English people), no doubt to then accentuate the fantasy parts of the movie. The dialogue is nasty, with “mate” being used at the end of virtually every sentence, which gives the lines an amateurish sound, and it just feels incomplete. Unfinished. Which it almost certainly is, given the death of the lead actor.
If you’re a Heath Ledger fan, stick with The Dark Knight as his testimonial.
And if you’re a Terry Gilliam fan, then keep tight hold of 12 Monkeys.
But don’t go watch this.
* In fact, it’s a steaming pile of crap. I started off with more muted criticism but now I’m remembering how pee’d off I was upon leaving the movie theater last night. See, I’m a bit of a freak about some things, and definitely movies.
The first time that I met my wife’s father was in Brussels in 2006. On the second or third night that he was there, we all went to see X-Men 3. Which I should have known better than to do. Because after the movie, I kinda freaked out over how bad the flick was and went a bit berserk over all its flaws. You’d have thought by my rantings that I were some high culture critic and that Pavarotti had tooted during one of his performances. ‘Cos I love good comic book movies (yes, there are a few of ‘em) and this was most certainly not that.
Anyway, all’s well that ends well, and both wife and father-in-law are now well used to my random temper attacks. And they take hold of me much less often than they once did – just ask my brothers and parents.