April, 2015 archive
War and Mongers of War 0
Thom and his guests investigate why the Republican Party is trying to sabotage talks with Iran.
“An Armed Society Is a Polite Society” 0
Politeness must be practiced.
No charges will be filed. Stupid is not a crime.
Not Bowled Over 0
Bob Molinaro is underwhelmed by the prospect of yet more college football bowl games. A snippet:
Oh, goody-good, more big-time football games I can choose not to watch.
“A Different Kind of Sin” 0
No self-awareness, no self-awareness whatsoever.
When he asked whether she would provide flowers for an adulterer or someone who had “dishonored” their parents, she replied affirmatively.
“Well, why would you serve them but not serve someone who is gay?” Tuchman asked.
“It’s just a different kind of sin to me,” Jeffcoat replied. “I just don’t believe in it.”
Methinks “different kind of sin” is the new way of saying “I think it’s icky.”
I could have more fun with this (e.g., “a sin that I would never do”), but I’ll stop now.
Benchmarks 0
Noz considers the Cotton test.
“An Armed Society Is a Polite Society” 0
Countdown to courtesy . . . .
(snip)
Investigators believe Lewis was playing with a 9mm pistol when the incident happened Monday afternoon.
“He was disassembling it and reassembling it for speed purposes, like one would do just to race or time them self. In this case, Mr. Lewis actually had the children counting out loud to time him,” Guthas said.
The Bank of Sergeant Schultz 0
Bank of America: it saw nothink, it heard nothink, it knows nothink.
Yet Another Reason I’m Fed Up with Big Time Sports 0
NCAA’s trading sex for sign-ups.
The role of sex in recruiting isn’t a secret. In 2013, former Oklahoma State defensive back Chris Wright told Sports Illustrated that an assistant coach told him, “You didn’t do your job” after learning that a recruit Wright was hosting hadn’t had sex the night before.
Signal 30* 0
Someone once defined an “auto accident” as an event which causes passers-by to drive cautiously for the next 15 minutes.
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*Signal 30 was a similar strategy from an earlier time. I predict that this effort will be as successful as that one, that is, a complete and utter failure.
Unwelcome Celebrity 0
As far as Google is concerned, the sequence may have been a random clip from the inner webs, but the man in the clip is not amused. Indeed, according to the story, he did not know that the clip existed until he saw it on his telly vision.
The lawsuit said the ODU adjunct professor and Norfolk city employee “in no way placed himself in a position such that it could be reasonably anticipated that he would be featured as comic relief in a national television commercial for one of the world’s largest corporations.”
I am not a lawyer (TM), but Google may not have many legs to stand on.
Nothing To Do, Nowhere To Go 0
Better.
(snip)
The four-week moving average for jobless claims, a less volatile measure than the weekly numbers, decreased to 285,500 last week, from 300,250, the Labor Department’s report showed.
The number of people continuing to receive jobless benefits dropped by 88,000 to 2.33 million in the week ended March 21. The unemployment rate among people eligible for benefits fell to 1.7 percent from 1.8 percent. These data are reported with a one-week lag.
Also, in something that cannot be called news because it’s olds, Bloomberg still needs new “experts.”
Twits on Twitter 0
Heaven forbid that the state of New Jersey would live up to its promises to fund state employees’ pensions.
It’s too busy losing money by privatizing the state lottery.
Handicapping the Field 0
Shaun Mullen doesn’t think the GOP’s Presidential prospects look very good. Find out why.
One can only hope that he is correct.
The Climates They Are a-Changing 0
I once went rafting in Lake Powell, which is now Pond Powell.
Indiana Wants You 0
Many years ago I was on a business trip to Chicago. I was staying at a downtown Chicago hotel not far from what was then known as the Sears Tower, because the hotel was just a few blocks from Chicago Union Station, the site of my training gig. In the hotel bar, I overheard two dressed-for-success yuppies in their power ties (today they would no doubt be “hipsters”) discussing rumors of impending layoffs at Sears HQ, which, surprisingly enough, was in the Sears Tower.
After a bit of back forth, one of them put down his drink, looked up determinedly, and said resolutely, “I know this. No matter what happens, I’m never going back to Indiana.”