Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Quote of the Day...

From Dave Carter, writing at Ricochet, in his post titled “Bovine Bureaucracy”:
And masters we have aplenty, dropping tens of thousands of new regulations on our heads each year, spending money yet unearned by people yet unborn, pushing us around on matters large and small, and sending the tax man to torment any who dare to contradict the prevailing wisdom of the state and its cheerleaders at MSNBC. At least cows have the convenience of being ignorant. Taking advantage of a populace increasingly given to dependence and complacency, our governmental puppet masters make the Founders' point by default.
I feel a strong kinship with Mr. Carter, whom I've never met but would love to...

Violation of Weapons Policy...

The three year old boy at right is deaf, and is signing his name (Hunter).  He'd like to attend school in Grand Island, Nebraska, but...school officials there say that his signing looks like a weapon, and therefore violates their zero tolerance policy.

“Policies” like this act like an amplifier for the drums of doom that I'm hearing quite regularly these days.  I can't believe that members of my own species somehow conclude that such a policy is useful, that it has any good effects whatsoever (let alone enough good effects to offset the obvious bad ones).

I have zero tolerance for zero tolerance.

We need a revolution to throw out the bureaucrats that are parasites on this country.  When did we start allowing these idiots to control things?  It's like having the DMV in charge of our medical care.  Oh, wait – that's right, with Obamacare that's exactly what we're about to have!

Doom.  I sense doom approaching.  It may be time to go live in the hills with a big box of ammunition...

Orion Nebula...

As imaged in emission wavelengths of hydrogen, oxygen, and sulfur.  From APOD, of course:


Why Most Finnish Babies Sleep in Cardboard Boxes...

I've visited Finland quite a few times, but I'd never run across this before!

Dorothy and Edna...

Via my mom:
Dorothy and Edna, two "senior" widows, are talking:

Dorothy: "That nice George Johnson asked me out for a date. I know you went out with him last week, and I wanted to talk with you about him before I give him my answer."

Edna: "Well, I'll tell you. He shows up at my apartment punctually at 7 pm, dressed like such a gentleman in a fine suit, and he brings me such beautiful flowers! Then he takes me downstairs. And what's there? A limousine, uniformed chauffeur and all. Then he takes me out for dinner; a marvelous dinner, lobster, champagne, dessert, and after-dinner drinks. Then we go see a show. Let me tell you Dorothy, I enjoyed it so much I could have just died from pleasure! So then we are coming back to my apartment and he turns into an ANIMAL. Completely crazy, he tears off my expensive new dress and has his way with me three times!"

Dorothy: "Goodness gracious!... So you are telling me I shouldn't go?"

Edna: "No, no, no... I'm just saying, wear an old dress."