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  • Help Wanted: I Need Sycophants

     

    This blogging thing is a lot easier if you have about 50 sycophants.

    I need me some “yes men”, you guys to apply for the job . Brown nosers are preferred, all you need to do is say “great post Paige”, or some other light weight comment to the effect that I am always great and you love me. After every entry I post, you will need to recommend it, along with giving your  best insipid comment. Yes you will need to do this even if it is a lame entry. Sock puppets are allowed, if you are trying to keep your reputation intact. Just make sure and use friends lock, so no one can figure out that it is fake sites that are propping me up. We might be able to get the 50 sycophants I need with as few as five of you doing the job.

    I may also need some official enemies to keep things moving around here. But I do not seem to have a lot of problems getting real ones to show up.

     

    I am just kidding you guys.  I do not really want 50 sycophants. No one else would ever do anything like this would they?

     

     

     

  • Good Christian=Neutered Christian

     


    Traits that will get you called a “good Christian”

    You need to be an insipidly nice,  docile, flaccid pushover, of a human being.

    You need to be a person who does not have the courage to take a stand. The only verse in the Bible you should know is “judge not”. And no you don’t need to know the full verse, just those two words.

    As a matter of fact, it is much better if you do not read a whole lot of the Bible. It will just mess up your pop Christian ideology.

    In matters of sex, on a personal level, you need to be a neuter.

    But regarding any and all other human beings, you shall have no opinion. Play it safe and don’t talk about sex , other than to say you don’t do it.

    As a good Christian, you will of course not believe your faith has any merit greater than anyone else’s does. But if you do believe such a thing, well just keep your mouth shut.

    A “good Christian” never lets their faith effect their lives outside of church. No one should be able to tell you from anyone else. Other than the fact that you are very boring.


    Lets just sum this up. A good Christian can best be described as nice, quite and boring.

    I am a bad Christan, just ask all the pop Christians out there, they will tell you. It seems that when they are bashing another Christian, they finally feel comfortable making a judgment.

  • The Truth About Government Ammo Purchases

     

    “There is but one straight course, and that is to seek truth and pursue it steadily.” –George Washington

     

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    The last few months have seen troubling news of massive government purchases of ammunition. Agencies from the Social Security Administration to the Department of Agriculture to the Department of Homeland Security have purchased millions of rounds. But is the whole thing more hype than substance?

    Ever since Barack Obama was first elected in 2008, he has been selling guns and ammunition at a faster clip than any gun salesman could hope for. And since his re-election, citizens have been faced with severe shortages of both. This can only be exacerbated by large government purchases. The Social Security Administration (SSA), for example, purchased 174,000 rounds and the Department of Agriculture (USDA) bought 320,000 rounds. More understandable in purpose but also perhaps more staggering in scale, the Department of Homeland Security (DHS) put in a request for 450 million rounds, while the FBI intends to purchase 100 million.

    The headlines are ominous, but some of the hype can be put in perspective by doing a little math. National Review’s Charles C. W. Cooke does just that. The SSA’s request for 174,000 rounds amounts to just 590 rounds for each of its 295 inspector general agents “who investigate Social Security fraud and other crimes.” Some of us might go through 590 rounds in an afternoon at the range. As for the USDA, 320,000 is enough to provide the same number of rounds for 542 agents, and, through the Forest Service, those agents have an area the size of Pakistan to cover.

    When it comes to the bigger orders, Cooke writes, “The FBI and DHS’s apparently vast orders are deceptively presented by the conspiracy theorists. It is true that in 2011, the FBI ordered up to 100 million bullets for its 13,913 special agents (which works out to 7,187 per agent). And, yes, the Department of Homeland Security — a composite department that oversees USCIS, Customs and Border Protection, FEMA, ICE, the TSA, the Coast Guard, the Secret Service, and the National Protection Directorate — placed a request for up to 450 million rounds for its 65,000 armed personnel (which works out to 6,923 per agent). But in the real world, ammunition is not divided up and handed out on such a basis. What is bought is stockpiled and then allocated on the basis of need. The DHS’s order is expected to last for at least five years, and it was placed up front primarily as a cost-saving measure.” Indeed, DHS is not even bound to buy that much; they merely have a tab on which to order more rounds as needed.

    That certainly doesn’t mean there aren’t questions or that we should simply shrug and look the other way. For starters, the Department of Education recently placed an order for “27 Remington Brand Model 870 police 12-gauge shotguns.” This might lead any reasonable person to ask, as Cooke does, “Whether it is in possession of one bullet or 1 million bullets, should the federal Department of Education be armed in the first place? If so, why?” We would add, should there even be a Department of Education? But that’s a topic for another day. The DoE has been known to botch raids when it was the wrong enforcement vehicle from the start.

    The same questions could be asked of any number of bureaucracies. Does the Social Security Administration really need an armed enforcement division? We’ve known some unruly seniors in our day, but that seems to be overkill.

    Then there’s the information that’s just plain false. Reports have been circulating that DHS has procured 2,717 Mine Resistant Armor Protected (MRAP) vehicles. The truth is, DHS has had retrofitted MRAPs since 2008, and now has 16 of them for serving “high-risk warrants.” The figure of 2,717 comes from a delivery to the Marine Corps, not DHS. None of that, however, takes away from the problem that these are more properly military vehicles for war zones, not law enforcement tools. The militarization of law enforcement is undeniably troublesome. Furthermore, DHS is the same bureaucracy that claims right-wing extremists pose a threat, and it’s run by an administration that thinks that “weapons of war” shouldn’t be on our streets. Unless they’re the ones driving them, apparently.

    There are certainly troubling trends here and very real threats to our Liberty, but we must be careful not to exaggerate. While readers know that we never minimize the outrageous growth of government beyond its constitutional bounds, it also doesn’t seem to us that the government is, as some have put it, “stockpiling bullets in case of civil unrest.”

     

    Questions about procurements and functions? Absolutely. Apocalypse? Not yet.

     

    While this entry is not written by me I think its important to be accurate and the links are very valuable. Spread the word, in other words ether recommend this, or spread the links.

     

  • WalMart and Songs

    The best part of going to WalMart is that no matter how bad you are feeling about yourself, looking at the other WalMart Shoppers will make you feel so much better about yourself

    I have what I call WalMart songs. Those are the songs I want to listen to when I’m feeling bad about something

    Like when I think my life sucks. I just listen to Johnny Cash’s version of Hurt and that leave me knowing that at least I’m not having it as bad as that guy was.

     

     

    And if you think your man done you wrong. He was not this bad

     

     

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    So what songs do you listen to when you need to feel better about yourself?

     

  • War in the USA

     

    Our nation has the worlds largest military. It lacks for nothing, it is the largest military in the world. In his military  we have 467,587 serving in the National Guard (State Militias) they have every weapon needed to fight a full scale war. We also have a huge number of police officers in every city.

    Why are we creating a national police force that needs to buy 7,000 more fully automatic assault weapons for ‘personal defense’?

    They already have standard police weapons. All this complete with billions of rounds of ammunition.

    Why does this national police agency, that serves at the will of the executive branch,  need 2700 armored vehicles?

     

    Why in a time when our government needs to cut its budget (including the military budget)  is it creating a large military unit that answers to the president and fights only in the USA?

     

  • What do you live for?

     

    Is there something that is important enough to you, that you do not care what others say about it. You will defend it.

    Your life, your reputation, nothing matters more to you than….?

    What would you die for?

    What do you live for?

     

    “Honor never grows old, and honor rejoices the heart of age. It does so because honor is, finally, about defending those noble and worthy things that deserve defending, even if it comes at a high cost. In our time, that may mean social disapproval, public scorn, hardship, persecution, or as always, even death itself. The question remains: What is worth defending? What is worth dying for? What is worth living for?”

    - William J. Bennett In a lecture to the United States Naval Academy November 24, 1997

     

  • So far they have nothing

     

    No one was able to addressed the two meta studies I posted that showed that no gun control law anywhere ever can be shown to have lowered crime rates, murder rates, or suicide rates. It looks like what I said is true. The arguments for gun control are all about emotions and ignorance.

    Prove me wrong…. what is the best single argument in favor of banning guns?

     

    What is the best single argument in favor of gun control?

     

    But be ready to support it. So far no one has been able able to do that.

     

     

  • Evil Guns and Fools

     

    Here are some simple facts

     

    Gun control supporters will never look at facts.

    Gun control supporters are mostly ignorant.

    Gun control supporters are always emotional

    Gun control supporters believe that if you are not one of them you are evil

     

    The facts: Suicides

                    1. 2/3s of all deaths where a gun was used are suicides.

                    2. There is zero collation between suicide rates and gun availability. Lowering the availability of guns, only changes the method used, not the attempted suicide rate or the death rate from it.

                    3. When you see any gun deaths numbers. You can take 2/3s of it and you will have the number of deaths what would have happened if guns did not exist. (this is why the murder rate is the only thing that counts)

                    4. *Link to National Academy of Sciences http://www.nap.edu/openbook.php?record_id=10881&page=152

     

                   Assault Weapons (ugly guns really full autos simply are not available)

                    1. 2.6% of all murders are committed using any type of rifle. with these ugly guns being the rarest. That is right all this is about far less than 2% of all murders

                    2. A national Assault Weapons ban went into effect in 1994 it lasted until 2004. It had no effect on any type of crime it was repeal for that reason.

                    3. Since 2004 the USA’s murder rate has dropped to the lowest levels sense 1960

     

                 The most important fact off all. and the one that proves that control advocates are not in it to save lives. They are simply scared little control freaks

                         1. There has never been a gun control law anywhere ever, that has lower murder rates or saved any lives in any way. That is a fact, if you want to arguing. Try reading on the subject a bit first. Not the information from the little control freaks who live only to ban guns. Try some sources like the ones below. The National Academy for the Sciences and the U.S. Center for Disease Control and Prevention

    FIREARMS AND VIOLENCE

    A CRITICAL REVIEW

    NATIONAL RESEARCH COUNCIL OF THE NATIONAL ACADEMIES

     

    I love this one because it was a flat out attempt to prove gun laws worked. And its obvious that those did the research did not like the results

    First Reports Evaluating the Effectiveness of Strategies for Preventing Violence: Firearms Laws

    Findings from the Task Force on Community Preventive Services   

    Centers for Disease Control and Prevention

     

    I am not expecting this to be a big hit. Pro gun control advocates know better than to think they can ever look good in a discussion. So they spout lies and try to ignore facts.

    If I called gun owners murderous morons and could not back up a world of what I said other than links to gun control groups. Groups who make a career of lying. This entry would be number one. They recommend trash and ignore facts. they know they can not win the debate. They need emotions and ignorance. With time emotions die and the facts leak out.

    The truth is their enemy and they know it

     

    Do you have one good pro gun control argument?

     

     

  • Who was this?

     

    The year is 2005. Xanga is flying high and this guy is one of its new kings. Not much more than newbie when the entry below was posted. This entry had well over 400 comments from about 200 different people one can only guess at how many thousands of people read it. This was not his biggest and far from his best entry by a long shot. And he was not alone, Xanga was hot back then. He was famous here and the fame lasted for years. But internet fame is so fleeting

    Who wrote this?

    It should be easy no one else wrote like this. And I have given a lot of clues. Some of you will know, but you are few. This guy was a legend around here yet now the fame is long gone.

    If you know for sure who this is, just say you know and do not name him. If you are not sure guess and give a name. Most can only say I have no idea

     

    [begin transmission]
     
    I know what you are thinking, but I also know that you are wrong.
     
    This isn’t one of my self-indulgent resentful tirades against the masses, or some pontification about some of the perpetual fuckupitude of my life, I’m afraid.
     
    No, this is my farewell letter to xanga, ladies and gents. I’m going to be taking a bit of a break. No idea how long; could be a couple weeks, could be a few months, could be how the fuck ever long it takes for me to feel like I have anything to post in this place. Abuse of the masses is being put on hold.
     
    Anyways. I’m making this farewell all verbose and loquacious and shit so you have one last taste of — before I’m the fuck out of here. I know, I know, with me gone, you’ll have no idea what the fuck to read, but if you look around, I’m sure you can find someone else worth reading who might even throw some misanthropy and hostility in there as well. Maybe even then you’ll forget about me, that skinny pretentious alcoholic kid from Ithaca. If so; fuck you in advance. I rock. Just…not right now.
     
    Here’s the lowdown;
     
    …fuck.
     
    You know, I had the words all planned out, too; a wry little speech on what I’d be doing and how much I hated you all, but, you know what? The reason I’m not writing that shit is the reason I’m having my little retirement; because I have sincere fucking writer’s block (and it’s been going around, apparently, some sort of winter-based creative malaise) and it’s turning itself over into a bad-ass case of writer’s insecurity, and I don’t fucking want that. Nothing like reading other people produce genius and you yourself thinking “Oh, well, I used to be able to do that” to put that gamy flavor of uncertainty into anything you may have written already. For those of you who know, it is a terrible fucking thing, and after you get that, everything goes downhill from there, until it gets harder and harder to create until all you can do is just stare at the notepad or whatever and not be able to press those keys or put pen to paper without paralyzing yourself. This crippling disability of making the words into what you want them too.
     
    I’m sure you get the point. Well, okay, no I’m not, because a lot of you are rather stupid and presumptive and like to come up with deranged and quite retarded conclusions, but the day I realized some of you couldn’t spell Ithaca properly was the day I knew playing for the intellectual crowd was over. Yeah, I had to throw that in there, because I really don’t mind elaborating on how resentfully full of hatred I am. I could talk about that for weeks and months and years.
     
    But, I won’t.
     
    If you really want to interact with me, I’ll be on AIM whenever my wireless isn’t acting like it was fucked up the ass by a steroid-maddened polar bear (they’re the worst; heroin-addicted squids come in a close second. squidgina. no, don’t think about it…too late), and if you want to start some form of correspondence (and I might share bits and pieces of whatever fragmentary bullshit I do create), you can reach me at — I’m checking my email more regularly these days (instead of the twice a day shit which I’m typically used to), and there will be one last protected post up for that crowd much later today or possibly tomorrow. Before my premium expires and the list goes from three hundred and eighty four people down to ten.
     
    I’ll still probably post in —- every now and again, because it’s my fucking journal and you’re all assholes for acting like otherwise (and yes, I’m an asshole for linking it a good deal, but then nice guys don’t get shit done), and I’ll check my subscriptions here and there, but for the most part, the great wheels of Misanthropy Equilibrium, Inc. are done turning. Noncompliance with the turn-stoppage will result in weasels being sent to bite your nipples off, and a strange German genetically engineered panda to molest your sister.
     
    I really don’t know what was up with all the animal-based violent threats in the previous paragraph either. I’m in a rut. At this moment, that dream of actually writing something real instead of just dicking around with the internet crowds has been given an unattainable shine and put up on a far shelf, out of my grasp. Bootheel right into the soul again, man.
     
    Seems like at this moment a lot of writers are going away or gone, I’m just taking the time to give you all an extended bye. Because I’m like that.
     
    The rest is silence.
     
    (Or some profound shit like that. I’m still deep goddammit!)
     

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    PS: There are some of you who have made mention that you’re with me in this whole mess until the end, bitter or not, and while I honestly don’t know what inspires such loyalty (and sometimes I am tempted to have you shot accordingly), this is not that end. This is just a stop and regroup.

    Hopefully.

     
     
     
     

     

     

  • She is such a Wh0re

     

    What purpose is served by ridicule?

    Why would you hate a Christian for their faith?

    Why would you try to hurt them and insult them

    Do you hate atheists?

    Do you call them or anyone else names?

    Why do we hurt each other?