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News Roundup

  • From the “Free Enterprise” Department – Experts are warning that the legalization of marijuana in states such as Colorado could drive down the price of marijuana across the country.  Apparently this is perceived to be a bad thing.  To me, it’s a meh thing.  If people want to get high, they will find a way.  Sniffing gasoline, smoking weed, snorting household cleaners mixed with cold medicine, or whatever it takes to get stoned have all been done, and will continue to be done until the sun cools.  Prohibition on the use of an easily grown plant has been less than useless, and legalization will not only lower prices, but it will also ensure that the drugs that people are using are at least as safe as the bourbon, coffee, and tobacco they use every day.  Great googly moogly, we’ve been arguing about smoking rope since 1965.  Can we please just drop the issue and move on to something new?
  • From the “FREEDOM!!!” Department – A judge in Oregon has acquitted a man accused of exposing his genitalia illegally during a protest against the TSA.  The man in question was asked to go through “enhanced screening” and since he’d probably already had his hernia and prostate checked for the year, decided to strip to the buff instead.  We here at DaddyBear’s Den wish this man well and congratulate him on sticking it, or at least showing it, to the man.
  • From the “HeadDesk” Department – George Zimmermann, the man accused of second degree murder after he shot a teenager he claims was trying to beat him to death, went on television with his lawyer today.  That sound you hear is me gnashing my teeth.  Get.Off.The.Television.You.Dolt.  Your lawyer should know that anything you say at this late date will be at best useless, and you all should be concentrating on getting on with your trial.  And to be honest, I don’t care if you pray for the guy you shot, his parents, the Queen of Zambia, or the Space Pope.  Quit making it harder for your lawyer to get you an acquittal.
  • From the “AR 670-1” Department – A group of soldiers are showing off their love for a television cartoon by wearing rainbow patches on their uniform.  Before I go on a rant about grown men watching a cartoon meant for little girls, I will remind myself that I enjoy cartoons at least as much as the next guy.  And I have to admit something:  I painted a two foot picture of Homer Simpson next to my name on my track once.*  But guys, it’s a uniform, not your pajamas.  Want to wear that kind of stuff off-duty and out of uniform?  Have at it.  Want to put nifty patches on your uniform?  There are schools for that in such places as Fort Benning, Fort Bragg, and Fort Campbell.  The two should never mix.
  • From the “Fighting Words” Department – Senator Charles Schumer, senator from New York and collector of artisanal coprolites, has called for curbs on the First Amendment in his arguments for passage of the Disclose Act.  Apparently forcing political donors into the limelight is the same as restricting the yelling of “FIRE!” in a crowded theater.  Personally, I hope the good senator wakes up with a horse’s head tomorrow, but let’s not speak of his wife in this space.  You know, I’m pretty sure that blatant violation of the First Amendment would be the “line in the sand” for a lot of people to get off their asses and start lighting their torches.
  • From the “Cold Dead Hands” Department – Two men were arrested recently when they tried to cross the border from Canada carrying contraband.  No, it wasn’t weapons or drugs. It was chocolate eggs with a toy in the middle.  Apparently Mama Gubmint has decided that we might choke on the small pieces or something and has made them verboten.  To this I say:  You may take our lands, you may take our lives, but you’ll never take our KinderEier!

*It lasted for about 72 hours before I was out there with a stencil and some spray paint putting it back the way it was before I got creative.  Who knew the Sergeant Major would look at all four sides of the vehicles during an inspection?

Parenting Question

Would I be a bad parent if I told Boo that if he wasn’t quiet after I tucked him in bed and turned out the light, the grue would get him?

Thoughts on the Day

  • The new job keeps going along well.  I’m learning new things every day.  
  • I’m proud of myself.  I had the urge to utter the phrase “grinning like an idiot” today, but I resisted and just retreated into my cubicle like a bear in his cave.
  • Girlie Bear came home from the water park last night as pink as a gorilla suit.  Aloe and Noxzema helped a little, but she had to go to work at the zoo this morning.  She seems to have followed our advice and stayed in the shade as much as possible, but she still looks like she’s been french fried.
  • Kroger is having a sale on canned goods.  Irish Woman is stocking up, and I need to put more shelves in the basement.
  • We will be making more pickles tomorrow.  I’m thinking of throwing in a few dried Thai chilis and a clove of garlic in each jar.
  • Hidden somewhere in this house is the remote to the overly-technologized ceiling fan in my living room.  I will give half my kingdom to the brave soul who goes on a quest and finds it.  Ask the gnome at the gate for your first clue.
  • Apparently Boo wants a parrot.  I’m think about just teaching Koshka to swear and have her follow him around for a few days.

You didn’t build that

If you’re going to Ivy League universities based on the color of your skin, because you demonstrably didn’t earn your way there through hard work and grades, and other people are paying for it, you didn’t build that.  It was built by generations of hard-working people who created the scholarships you soaked up while you were getting high and ‘educated’.

If you’re a ‘community organizer’, theoretically continuing the struggle to achieve equality between black citizens and everyone else, you didn’t build that.  The hard work was done two generations ago by Medgar Evers, Martin Luther King, and Malcolm X.

If you’re a twit who thinks that having failed his way through Ivy League schools makes him a constitutional scholar and you’re teaching classes on constitutional law, you didn’t build that.  The men who built this country created the document on which you claim expertise.

If you’re a placeholder in the Illinois legislature, at least for long enough to run for higher office, you didn’t build that.  It was built by the man who freed your children’s ancestors from slavery.

If you’re an empty suit that got lucky to have his opponent be a stupid jerk who destroyed his own chance of winning a seat in the United States Senate, you didn’t build that.  The Senate was built by august men and women who actually wished to serve instead of being served.

If you’re living in government housing in the center of the nation’s capital, and you’re working a contract job for four years, with a remote chance of re-upping for another four, you didn’t build that.  It was built by better men than you, and we, their descendents, can’t wait to help you pack.

In closing Mr. President, I have two things for you. Actually, one’s for you and one’s for the horse you rode in on.  I hope you enjoy it, you insignificant footnote in the history of incompetent presidents.

Thought for the Day

Ladies, when you come home and your loving husband has done the dishes, scrubbed the kitchen, vacuumed, swept, and mopped all of the floors, done laundry, cleaned the bathroom, and gotten your child ready for bed the appropriate response is not to get embarrassed and say ‘I was going to do that.’ Just accept what has been done and move on with your evening.

This falls into that ‘I know you’re capable, but you shouldn’t have to’ thing I’ve expressed. Irish Woman is capable of being a domestic goddess when the lines of time, energy, and responsibilities converge, but it’s not her main purpose. Just because she’s capable of doing all of those things better and more quickly doesn’t mean she should always do them.

Today’s Earworm

 

Had this one rolling around since I thought of that Jack Black movie the other night.

30 Days of Marcus Aurelius – Day 13

Search men’s governing principles, and consider the wise, what they shun and what they cleave to. — Meditations, Book IV

My Take – I didn’t spring from the ground as a responsible person.  I had examples, some good and some bad.  What I had was a choice of which ones to emulate.  If you choose to follow the fun, easy, bad examples long enough, you become one.  Following the good examples is harder to do, but pays off in ways that you cannot imagine.

 

Update – Edited to actually make grammatical and logical sense.

News Roundup

  • From the “Obsession” Department – Two men in Indianapolis have formulated a variety of paint designed just for painting your brown grass green.  As someone who wouldn’t mind plowing his entire lawn under and planting vegetables, I look at this kind of dedication to useless fescue as a little strange.  But to each his own, I guess.  I’ll just remember to keep my distance if one of my neighbors breaks out the spray can instead of the rototiller.
  • From the “Aquatic Avenger” Department – A swimmer in a lake in northern Minnesota was recently attacked by what is believed to be an otter.  She reports being bitten 25 times.  I’m not surprised that she did so well against the beast.  She has to be as hard as chicken lips.  Swimming in northern Minnesota, even in July, is enough to cause things to shrivel up.  No word yet on whether or not the Obama administration’s Interior Department will be pressing charges against the young lady for disturbing the rare Minnesota aquatic wolverine in its natural habitat.
  • From the “Unintended Consequence” Department – Scientists in California are blaming rat poison used at illegal marijuana growing sites for the death of a multitude of endangered animals.  I see this as yet another thing that the “war” on drugs has caused.  I’m no fan of drug use, but if cannabis was being grown by Norwegian bachelor farmers instead of thugs in a forest glade, there would be fewer dead weasels in the woods.
  • From the “Bad Ideas” Department – A man in Louisiana has invented an iPhone case that doubles as a stun gun.  Details of how it works aren’t contained in the article, but I hope there is some kind of safety on the thing, because nothing will put a bad spin on your day like giving yourself a 650,000 volt zap in the ear first thing in the morning.  The thing that comes to mind is the holster that looks like a wallet or a cell phone, which I also don’t think are very good ideas.  Let’s not give Officer Friendly an excuse to shoot someone because they had something that he thought was a weapon when it was just his overpriced phone.
  • From the “End of an Era” Department – Ron Paul’s bid to get enough delegates to secure a speaking spot at the Republican convention ended the other day with the Nebraska state convention.  Dr. Paul will have to see if he is given a chance to speak by the governing committee.  For the sake of the party, I hope he gets to speak.  If Romney wants to make inroads on the libertarian wing of the party, he needs to let their candidate have a say in what the party stands for.

I married a genius

Irish Woman had an interesting thought last night:

What if there was a company like Pampered Chef or Mary Kay that had parties about guns, accessories, and ammunition?  You meet with a group of friends, probably at a range, and a representative demonstrates the latest doo-dad to hang off of your AR-15 or the latest gun from KelTec.  Door prizes could be things like boxes of ammunition or tee shirts with the brands in the show on them.  Snacks are served, questions are asked and answered, and maybe a few rounds are sent down range to entice people to place orders.  Heck, maybe they do the latest Internet shooting match as the party game.  You could have monthly themes, like home defense, hunting, Tommy Tactical, or Sammy Sniper.  The person hosting the party gets points towards something out of the catalog, like the latest Blastomatic 2000.

I could see this working.  The company would have to be an FFL holder, and there would have to be some vetting to make sure party participants weren’t prohibited persons, but wouldn’t it be cool if the Avon lady came over to demonstrate the new Benelli shotgun instead of a perfume that ought to be titled “Indecent Proposal”?

Seriously, she’s a genius.  If only she had better taste in men.

30 Days of Marcus Aurelius – Day 12

No state sorrier than that of the man who keeps up a continual round, and pries into “the secrets of the nether world,” as saith the poet, and is curious in conjecture of what is in his neighbour’s heart. — Meditations, II

My Take – I honestly don’t care about the beliefs of others. Their beliefs are irrelevant to me until they become words or actions. As for the state of someone’s soul, I help others when they ask for it, but otherwise it’s between them and their deity. I also ask for the same treatment from others. My actions and words speak enough of my faith on their own.