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March 16, 2005 by s.z.


Town Hall Review


Now, with fiber!
Since Rachel Carson said that DDT was killing birds, then it's only fair if Wisconsin allows residents to shoot cats, because cats kill birds too.
Meanwhile, the contribution of feral cats is 100 percent aesthetic. We like kitties. This raises an outrageous double-standard. Dogs - our closest allies in the animal kingdom - can be shot for harassing wildlife or livestock. But free-loading cats are protected when they massacre birds for sport. Where's the justice?
Dogs are our closest allies -- so they're like England.  However, cats are snooty and never do what we tell them to, so they are like France.  Therefore, it makes sense that Jonah would want to exterminate them.  And anyway, if Old Yeller got shot, then it's only fair that Bill the Cat gets it too.

First year law student tells us yet again what's wrong with the judicial system.  This time it's judicial review. 

See, judicial review was supposed to keep the legislature from writing unconstitutional laws, but since we now have a Republican legislature and a "liberal" Supreme Court, it's time to amend the Constitution so that the will of the conservatives can never be thwarted.
The time has come to do away with judicial review as a whole. The judicial branch has been politicized to such an extent that judges who fulfill Hamilton's qualifications -- judges who compare legislation to the actual Constitution -- are dubbed conservative extremists, while judges who legislate from the bench are termed moderates. The system has become so thoroughly corrupt that the only choice left to us is a Constitutional amendment ending judicial review of legislative acts.
If only Ben were the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, then things would be run right!  Yes, he'd make sure that everything was strictly constitutional, and that we would all live in the 18th century, like the Founding Fathers intended.

David weighs in on the Terri Schiavo case.   Not knowing much about it doesn't slow him down a bit.
How likely is it that Terri, now only 41 years old, would have discussed her wishes as to life support with her husband in 1990, when she would have only been in her mid-twenties and with no inkling of life-threatening or disabling medical conditions?
Well, her husband said that they had watched a TV movie about Karen Ann Quinlan (presumably In the Matter of Karen Ann Quinlan), and she discussed her wishes then.  You know, after seeing of a film about a woman in a permanent comatose state and the parents who must "decide whether to keep her alive on life support systems, or to disconnect them and let her die with some dignity left," I think it's pretty likely that a couple might talk about what they want to happen to them if they were ever in a similar condition.  But thanks for asking, David.
From what I've read, while Terri is severely disabled, she's not in a so-called vegetative state, she's not in a coma, and she's not medically terminal -- except by court decree of starvation.
Apparently all that David has read is press releases authored by the "right to life" groups helping/using Terri's parents. So, for David, here's part of a recent St. Petersbug Times article:
Brain scans show that parts of Schiavo's brain have atrophied and been replaced by spinal fluid. With such severe damage, Schiavo can't show the recovery that Scantlin [the woman who recently came out of a 19-year coma] has, said Dr. Michael Pulley, assistant professor of neurology at the University of Florida College of Medicine in Jacksonville.

"Those types of changes don't reverse," Pulley said. "If you lose big pieces of brain, regardless of what it is - trauma, stroke, surgery - it doesn't come back."
David, when key parts of your brain have been replaced by fluid, then you have no higher brain functions -- doctors call this a persistant vegetative state (not a coma). Your body keeps working, but there's nobody home inside it.  Understand now?
Given Terri's reported responsiveness, her ability to breathe on her own, and the doubt and suspicious circumstances surrounding this case, shouldn't the question be resolved in favor of life, especially given what we've seen recently, for example, with the comatose patient regaining consciousness after 19 years?
Let's go back to the St. Petersburg Times and see what the neurologists say:
They say that, as similar as the two women's cases may appear, Schiavo's brain injury is far more severe than Scantlin's. Recovery in cases like Scantlin's is rare, but possible. In cases like Schiavo's, they say, it can't happen.
And this is what the doctors say about Terri's reported "responsiveness":


Cranford said it's hard for people without neurological training to accept that people in a vegetative state can't recover and aren't aware of their surroundings. They sleep. They wake. They grimace.

"It's very hard, because when you look at Terri Schiavo, you can think she's interacting, but she's not," he said. "When you have loving, caring parents like the Schindlers, you just want to deny they're in a vegetative state. It's a terrible syndrome."
This is a sad case, and it's understandable that people would have differing opinions about it -- but it's wrong when pundits write opinion columns about it based on propaganda and wishful thinking, and never mention the information that convinced the courts that Terri isn't conscious, is never going to get better, and wouldn't want to be kept alive in this condition.

"Unhinged left-wing activists" are going to be organizing anti-war protests to "mark the two-year anniversary of the U.S. bombing and invasion of Iraq."   They will create traffic delays, and possibly litter -- which is how you can tell they are unhinged, and why Michelle calls them "moonbats."
Seasoned observers who cover the War on Terror in the "blogosphere" (the increasingly influential world of Internet weblogs) have a useful term for the American Left's protesters against progress: moonbats.
Seasoned observers of those who cover the War on Terror from the safety of the "blogosphere" have a useful term for them: the 101st Fighting Keyboarders™.
Perry de Havilland of the blog Samizdata (samizdata.net) defined a moonbat as "someone on the extreme edge of whatever their -ism happens to be."

dKosopedia defined the 101st Fighting Keyboarders as "weblog authors who are 'very enthusiastic about war, provided someone else fights it.'"  It adds:
Originally coined by blogger  TBogg in this post. May also be refered to as '101st Keyboarders', '101st Keyboarders Brigade', etc. (Also see chickenhawk, warblogger)

Next time: we explore the origins of the term "wingnut," and give some examples.

Okay, the Townhall offering were kind of anemic today (IMHO), so I had to recruit some ringers from the minor leagues.  Up at bat first will be Robert Klein Engler, "an adjuct professor at Roosevelt University in Chicago, and a versatile writer of op-ed articles, poetry, and philosophy."  His thesis will deal with the foreshadowing in the song "Thriller."

Michael Jackson’s trial in California for alleged sexual abuse should make us look back to the beginning of his career in popular music. 
Back to the 1960s and early '70s, when little Michael sang such songs as "The Love You Save" and "I'll be There"? Gee, they seemed like such happy, innocent times.
We should read once more the lyrics to his 1982 hit song, “Thriller.”  From the perspective of a courtroom in California, the lyrics to “Thriller” are almost prophetic.
And you're saying that "ABC" isn't prophetic?
“Thriller” begins with “It’s close to midnight and something evil’s lurking in the dark.”  Could these lyrics describe an hour at Michael’s Neverland Ranch in Santa Barbara?  Could something lurk in the shadows of Michael’s bedroom?  Then, the song continues, “You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes.  You’re paralyzed.”  After so many surgeries on his face, you can only imagine what it would be like to be alone in the half-dark with Michael Jackson while he stared at you.
But there is more.  “You hear the door slam and realize there’s nowhere left to run.  You feel the cold hand and wonder if you’ll ever see the sun.”  If I were a 12-year-old boy half-drunk on wine, and a hand came at me while in bed one night, that might be what I, too, would say.  What Michael Jackson was singing in 1982 is now what has been alleged to have happened at his California ranch.
It's alleged that Michael is a werewolf?  Man, the things you miss by not watching "On the Record" and "Nancy Grace"!
The California trial is a hard stone to swallow for many of Jackson’s dedicated followers.  Nevertheless, the testimony of Jackson’s young accusers about alleged sexual abuse seems to be a germ in Jackson’s rock video produced more than 20 years ago.  That germ infects Michael’s life today.  Let’s hope that all parties to this alleged sexual abuse may not suffer the full meaning of Michael’s lyrics when he sang in “Thriller,” “...no one’s gonna save you from the beast about to strike.”
Um, but if it's only alleged sexual abuse (and Michael may be found not guilty -- and may be even be innocent, in fact), then perhaps the testimony of Jackson's young accuser is a germ in some other video -- maybe "Beat It" or "Cheater," but most likely "Tabloid Junkie."

Anyway, I think that Adjuct Professor Engler shows us that the state of American higher education may indeed be as bad as David Horowitz and Ben Shapiro have been saying.

And speaking of Ben, let's hear from John Plecnik, the littlest Young Republican (he's not Ben, but is an incredible simuation):

John had a column published in the Moonie Times.  He got lots of feeback.  A former House historian called it his best column ever -- he was really stoked about that, because it was the first email he'd ever gotten from a female.  And an Assistant U.S. Attorney "even made a point of telling me that his office had jobs for law students like me" -- because somebody has to do the Xeroxing and pick up the dry cleaning.
But John also got feeback from ... the liberals!
One theme, however, was clear from the holier-than-thou feedback of the liberal elite.  The majority of them are still in denial.  They refuse to believe that campus conservatives are anything more than a handful of rich brats and “Bible Belt” bumpkins.  In their minds, we either drive to Duke in a BMW or spend our summers on mission trips.  Not to knock luxury cars or spreading the Gospel, but in actuality, campus conservatives come from every walk of life.  The money-hungry, nerdy stereotype of Alex P. Keaton, depicted by actor Michael J. Fox on the popular 80s sitcom “Family Ties,” has never been less germane than it is today.
Okay, just for fun, let's look at a couple of photos.

This is John      <="" alt="John Plecnik" font?="" height="123" src="http://www.renewamerica.us/columns/plecnik.jpg" />
 
 
 
 
This is Alex Keaton (with a girlfriend played by Courtney Cox)
 

Now, which one is the nerd?
Anyway, John concludes with this threat:

And whether our professors like it or not, we have no intention of disagreeing quietly.  We choose to air our dissent on Fox News and CNN, in the Washington Times and New York Times, and even in federal court.  By necessity, campus conservatives are becoming columnists, commentators and First Amendment watchdogs.  We are taking our case beyond the campus community.

Well, John you can intend whatever you want, but I hope you realize that Fox News and the Moonie Times are only interested in your views if they sell papers and commercial time -- and the legal group founded by James Dobson and associates will only take your case to court if it furthers their agenda.  

And it looks to me like your 15 minutes of Moonie Times fame is going to your head, and causing you to believe that you have bright career in front of you as a columnist, commentator, and Fox News watchdog.  But I must warn you that a career as a tool of the right wing may work for some, but it's not the most secure of fields to which a young man might aspire.  And you're just not cute enough to be the next Rich Lowry or Ann Coulter. (Okay, maybe you could be the next Ann, but you'd have to dye your hair.)

So, maybe you should try not to alienate any more professors until you actually have that diploma in hand, unless you think you can support yourself on your Renew America and Chron Watch earnings.

4:53:01 AM

March 15, 2005 by s.z.


Happy Birthday, Bill S!


Yes, it's Bill's special day (I think he's turning 29-something), so join me in wishing him well today.
In his honor I was going to provide something movie-related, but I couldn't find any more John Stamos news (except that Parade said that John is dating a 20-year-old heiress, and it's been reported that Uncle Jesse has been seen in strip clubs -- so I guess that "higher playing field" he was talking about is found in unexpected places). 

So, instead, I dedicate the Swank O' the Day to Bill.  It's taken from California Down, America Up: Homo Nups, because Bill may be from California, for all I know:
California has done itself no national favor by rejoicing over homo nuptials. Like Massachusetts, California is only isolating itself more and more from the American moralists who find homo nups repulsive.
Yet to see the evening news, Californians are the posh intellectuals who have it all. Not. They parade their conceit levels with such obnoxious hubris that the rest of the country reaches for the bucket. Truly.
Like Hollywood, California thinks it’s a breed above the rest of us. Instead, California liberals are merely upstart spoiled brats who write their own values, claiming that they have it made in the ethical shade
If only California could isolate itself more and more from American moralists like Pastor Swank, then it would indeed have it made in the ethical shade.

Oh, and no Wo'C birthday would be complete without a photo of Ann Coulter.  Bill, this one is for you:


5:20:27 AM    



Why Aren't There Any Non-White Non-Male Bloggers?


Newsweek's Steven Levy has a new column entitled "Blogging Beyond the Men's Club."  The heading asks, "Since anyone can write a Weblog, why is the blogosphere dominated by white males?"
Gee, nobody has ever asked that before, so the blogosphere has no answers.  Thanks, mainstream media for giving us simple bloggers something to think about.

Okay, while it's not an original question, it's worth asking now and again, since it usually prompts the response, "Maybe I should get of my rut and read some blogs other than InstaPundit, Powerline Blog, and BuzzMachine from time to time."  And now that the mainstream media is asking the question, maybe it will prompt journalists covering technology and stuff to contact bloggers other than Glenn Reynolds, that Hindrocket guy, and Jeff Jarvis whenever they do stories about blogging. 

Nah, the rut is good.

Anyway, Levy's piece pissed off Jeff Jarvis, who makes some good points, but also some stupid ones, like: 
First, what's wrong with being a whilte male? I'm white and male. Not much I can do about it. Not much I want to do about it. I'm sure as hell not going to apologize for it. I'm white. I'm male. I blog. You got a problem with that? Tough. 
It sounds like somebody is taking Levy's comment about the homogeneity of the top-rung bloggers kind of personally.  (Jeff, you may be one of the top 100 "bigmouths of the white-male variety" that Levy was talking about, but you aren't really the boss of the blogosphere, and so you don't have to bristle at every criticism made about blogging.)

And Jeff's response #3 is kind of inane too:
Third, anyone can blog. Anyone. If you're not white or not male or not American or not powerful or not rich or not anything, you can still blog. This is not like Big Media, where there's a gate to keep and a ceiling to hit. This is a wide-open medium where anyone can blog.
But since Levy's thesis is , "So why, when millions of blogs are written by all sorts of people, does the top rung look so homogeneous?," this really isn't a much of a response. 

And how about Jarvis's response #6?
Sixth, so if there aren't enough unwhite and unmale bloggers blogging, am I supposed to stop? Is it my fault? No, it's not.
Jeff, honey, nobody said that there aren't enough unwhite and unmale bloggers blogging, only that the top bloggers, who are predominantly white males, get more attention than the rest of the blogsophere combined.  So, don't stop blogging -- just encourage people to read other bloggers instead of you.  ;-)

Jeff goes on to say:
Steven Levy called me before he wrote his column and I said much of this. I said it is a mistake to presume that the blogosphere has a "diversity problem" just because the blogs you read aren't diverse (hell, there are eight million of them -- so find some new blogs to read;
Levy writes that "the perks of alpha bloggers" include "voluminous traffic, links from other bigfeet, conference invitations, [and] White House press passes."  So, if these perks are just going to the big dogs of blogging, then the fact that Steven Levy calls people like Jeff Jarvis instead of, say, ThatColoredFellasweblog or Suburban Guerilla, demonstrates that Levy is part of the problem that he's addressing. 

So, yes, Levy should find some new blogs to read.  As should the rest of the mainstream media. (Oh, and MSM, please note that Wonkette, while cute and funny, can't be counted as the "diverity" blogger on every panel, TV show, or column about blogging.)

And Jarvis makes part of a good point with this:
When Halley Suitt and Rebecca MacKinnon suggested at the Harvard confab that we should all find new voices and link to them and blogroll them, I agreed because I love to find new voices.
Note that I said new voices. Not unmale voices. Not unwhite voices. New voices. It's the voice that matters. It's the person that matters. It's the message that matters. Not the race or the gender. 
But unless one is actively seeking "new voices," then will probably stick with the voices that feel comfortable, and the messages that that agrees with one what already believes -- and if one is a white male, the voices that feel comfortable will tend to be the white males ones.  

So, I commend Jarvis for seeking out new voices and blogrolling them, and I hope he continues to do this even when Lebanese bloggers are no longer the flavor of the week.  

Oh, and Levy would no doubt commend Jarvis too, since he seemed to have advocated basically the same thing:
But is there a way to promote diversity online, given the built-in decentralization of the blog world? Jenkins, whose comment started the discussion, says that any approach is fine—except inaction. "You can't wait for it to just happen," he says. Appropriately enough, the best ideas rely on individual choices.
So, in conclusion, after reading the remarks of both Levy and Jarvis, I have to say that they're not that far apart in their views -- which isn't unexpected, since they're both white males. 

But Michelle Malkin (who is pissed off at Maureen Dowd, not Steven Levy) isn't white or male.  And she actually provides links to a bunch of female bloggers, so I commend her too.  (And since I am included on the list, I commend her more than I commend Jarvis.)

Oh, and speaking of diverse voices, Rosie O'Donnell has a blog now.  While I don't advocae paying attention to celebrities just because they're celebrities, Rosie's blog isn't what I expected, and I liked it.  So, I guess we should let her join Jeff Jarvis's blogosphere, even though she's not male or straight.

4:27:56 AM 

March 14, 2005 by s.z.

Daily Inspiration


First, from our friend Pastor Swank's new column about President Bush's "superbly trained Iraqi security force":
The training is first rate. The training will bring about an Iraqi security base that will eventuate in the US-led Coalition becoming more and more recessive.
And that's something that all Americans can support!

Now, let's hear from Doug Giles, whose column is basically just some ideas taken from evangelical theologian J.I. Packer, dressed up with some of Doug's famous analogies.  Here are my favorite bits:
Martin Luther, the 16th-century Augustinian monk who shook all of Christendom like a bowl of liposuctioned fat [...]
Try that next week, next month and the next few years, and watch your influence spread like butter. And you can be certain that such a resurrection of a hearty Christianity will definitely tick the sassy secularist off and get Satan’s panties in a wad.
Doug is probably the only pastor to ever preach about Satan's panties.

Reader Michael (thanks, Michael!) gave us a tip about Christian Women and Sports, the piece which is currently making the rounds on the internets.  But since even Andrew Sullivan found author Scott Jonas wingnutty, I think his thesis deserves a look.

So, Mr. Jonas advises that Christians shouldn't let their womenfolk participate in sports because sports can keep the weaker sex from being learning how to be obedient wives and mothers, and can also take them away from their  "wifely duties around the home."  And even worse, sports may make a woman uppity, and inspire her to do manly things like hold a job or get involved in community affairs, and thus force a man to "compete against his own wife in the workplace and community." 

But worst of all, sports help women to become muscular, fit, and nonflabby, and therefore unattractive to men.  Plus, the fairer sex should never swear or sneer like men!
Most men I know admire a woman who is reasonably healthy and fit; they are also attracted to a woman who is somewhat “soft” and cuddly. This does not mean she should be delicate like tissue paper; no, a woman should be reasonably strong, and the normal duties of life will make her that way. This is what we learn from the Proverbs 31 woman. However, if you look at pictures of female athletes who play sports or observe them on the playing fields, you will notice that many develop strong, muscular bodies. Female athletes also sneer, wince, push, and fight just like the men. I notice these things all the time in pictures in our hometown newspaper. The sneers are most obvious; they make young women very unfeminine. The masculine uniforms and sweaty bodies aren’t very attractive, either
And if these women aren't attractive to Mr. Jonas, then it follows that God doesn't want women involved in sports.

This message was brought to you by Ladies Against Feminism, which features many other fine wingnutty articles, such as The Pink Pussy-Cat Bares her Fangs, by Cary "Gramps" Roberts, one of our favorite ladies against feminism.  And don't forget "I am a Stay-at-Home Wife", the story of childless young woman who spends her days taking care of her man ("We were created by God to be a helper suitable. In other words, we are designed by God to be precisely what that man—that we have vowed before Him to love, honour, cherish and obey—needs."), and being his property ("I think that it is a shame that the old-fashioned custom of a wife being called by her husband’s name has gone by the wayside. What a symbol of pride and possessiveness—I am his! Mrs. Philip Ivester").
Anyway, I hope you have found something to inspire you today.  But if you haven't, you might want to check out the following: 
Mister Snitch's exclusive story Bill Gates Changing Name to 'The Gates'
Brad (formerly Brad3000, now SuperHappyFunBlog) has Fun With Pastor Swank
Krup of Just Sayin' has the one-sheet for The Passion ReCut (the softcore version)
And Rev. Mykeru has the definitive Fisking of Michalle Malkin.
So, read them and then start your day with renewed inspiration!

2:41:02 AM

March 13, 2005 by s.z.

Who Said It?


Our first Mystery Guest from last time (the one who said that the greatest nation on God's green earth was going to take a "stricken young woman" away from her family and kill her, presumably just because it hates the stricken) was Michael Medved.


A point to Brad R.


The guest on Michael's show (the one who waxed eloquent about how it's unconstitutional to refuse a feeding tube because living without a cerebral cortex in an inalienable right, meaning that you can't give it up) was Alan Keyes.


A point to Woodrowfan.  Also, a point to Yosef for being willing to share his title as America's Hottest Young Conservative on the Internets with Alan.


Our guest who claimed that she has nothing to write about, and her life is over is Ann Coulter (she was apparently pissed because she went to all the trouble of calling Helen Thomas an "old Arab," and yet  the average person still couldn't care less who Ann is.)


A point to john b.

And our last guest (the one who, presumably writing from experience, said that "Men have no control" was America's favorite junkie serial monogomist, Rush Limbaugh.


Another point to Brad R.


And a point to strooper for naming all of our Mystery Guests in one comment.


Remember, winners, to save your points, which can be exchanged for such cool prizes as Shoes of The Fisherman sandals, which you can use to leave religious message in the sand.  "Great for fundraising, beach evangelism and mission trips!"

Now, Who Said This?
1.  From a recent political memoir:
On September 14, 2001, Forty-second Street could have been Main Street in any midwestern community or a small southern town. The street was lined ten deep on both sides with people holding signs reading "God Bless America" and "God Save the U.S." But this was New York City, the place where I was born and where my father commuted almost every day of his working life.
So, all it takes is a couple of planes hitting buildings, and NYC shapes up and starts to look like a red state.
2.  From a political memoir by a different person:
This son of a president had seen firsthand how seeking the presidency would change his life, especially if he won. He was thinking it through, calculating its impact on the rest of his life. Many times, I thought he just might decide the cost was too high, though it had nothing to do with money.
“I’ll never again be able to just walk into Wal-Mart and buy fishing lures,” he said to me once, a telling little picture of the normal, often unappreciated things our nation’s presidents give up when they succeed at their ambition
.
Just think, George gaving up buying fishing lures at Wal-Mart for us!  It's a story of sacrifice for others that we should all remember at this Easter time.

3.  From the weekly column of one of our favorite wingnuts: 
So why should you care that a bunch of overpaid men and women dissect each other in the halls of network TV news buildings? [...]
The problem is that the folks who set the agendas for TV news are not like you. In fact, many of them DON'T like you. You are groundlings, semi-barbarians who can't tell excellent sushi from the cheap stuff.

Thus, what matters to you is often ignored or slanted by the TV big shots. For example, radical Professor Ward Churchill, a traitor earning $92,000 at the University of Colorado, was all but ignored by the network evening news broadcasts.
And the Ward Churchill story matters to you because . . . ?

4.  From a NewsMax story about somebody's appearance on "Meet the Press":
So why would President Bush nominate him to be America's next U.N. ambassador? NBC's Russert queried

"Because John is a very good diplomat. He has a lot of experience in U.N. affairs," [...] replied.

Why then, Russert asked [...], is Bolton often less than diplomatic in his statements?

"Well, sometimes we all say undiplomatic things, but the key is that this is a very good diplomat," [...] said with a smile.
Yes, just because Bolton says undiplomatic things doesn't mean that he's not a good diplomat -- he's just differently-plomaticed. 
5. And because no controversy is complete with a movie star's opinion, here's a faxed statement:
 "I fully support the efforts of Mr. & Mrs. Schindler to save their daughter, Terri Schiavo, from a cruel starvation. Terri's husband should sign the care of his wife over to her parents so she can be properly cared for."
I'm sure we'll be hearing from Brent Bozell, Michael Medved, Laura Ingraham, and the usual gang of idiots about how we pay Hollywood to entertain us, not preach at us about their pet causes, so this star should just shut the hell up and get back to making action movies about crazed loners.

5:00:11 PM 

March 12, 2005 by s.z.



'Let Somebody Else Do It' - Celebrity News Edition


I'm beat (and bleary-eyed, and burned out), so it's time to let YOU do the blogging. 
Okay, if not you personally, then at least some of your fellow WO'C readers.  So, let's turn to David E, our roving media critic, for some reports.

He notes this Reuters item concerning Star Wars Episode III -- When Anakins Go Bad.
"I don't think I would take a 5- or 6-year-old to this," Lucas said in a CBS "60 Minutes" interview set for broadcast Sunday.
Says David:
Why am I afraid the reason not to take a 5-year-old is because it'll be beneath his intellectual ability?
David also points us to this item:
Jennifer Lopez's singer husband Marc Anthony has painted the superstar in the nude. Lopez is reportedly delighted with the oil painting which, according to sources, "depicts Jennifer from her backside." A friend tells In Touch Weekly magazine, "J.Lo was so flattered by the beautiful portrait Marc painted of her that she hung it in her dressing room at home. It's very artistic and tasteful."
Yeah, a painting of Jennifer's naked butt done by Marc Anthony -- it just SCREAMS "artistic and tasteful"!
David says, "And tomorrow, it sells for $72 billion on eBay."

Also with some entertainment news is Bill S., who wants to alert everyone to the fact that tomorrow night "Desperate Housewives" will be pre-empted for the debut of the John Stamos sitcom, "Jake In Progress."
Bill writes:
That will give fans of that show a chance to really hate "Jake". The few people left tuning in will then be able to catch it in its regular time slot on Thursdays, when it will be watched by people not watching "The O.C.", "Survivor" or "Joey". ABC must be incredibly optimistic about its chances for big ratings. (Well, it's that, or the show is such an absolute turkey they're hoping for an excuse to cancel it as quickly as possible.)
And speaking of Stamos, it's time for some more StamosNews (because that's what the country is crying out for, apparently).
America's squeaky-clean sitcom heartthrob is all grown up, recovering from a couple of personal hard knocks and about to launch his new ABC romantic comedy, Jake in Progress. But none of these new turns in his life explains why people keep burning up his cell phone with messages that sound like rap lyrics: "Yo, yo, yo, P. Diddy, I'm your man." "You go, Puffy, I'm all for you."
If you want to know the explanation, it's that his name and number were in Paris Hilton's address book under the listing "S. John," and so the callers think they're ringing up Sean John.  So the joke's on them, because they end up talking to John Stamos! What a burn!

Oh, and Stamos explains that he's grown a lot since "Full House," and has been in plays and indie movies and stuff, and so you shouldn't underestimate him:
"I don't blame people for their perception of me because that's all they have been given for the last 10 years, Full House reruns. Obviously, I think I'm capable of a lot more."
Plus, he's experienced some rough times (the split with Rebecca Romijn, the death of his father, and "not getting some jobs I really wanted") which have made him "a much more interesting person."

And that's why he can't understand why we laughed at him when he told us about how he was dating "real" women, like nurses and waitresses, and how he got a big thrill from rocking their little worlds by showing them how he can cut to the head of the line at Disneyworld.
In fact, the actor is still baffled by criticism that he was condescending when he told a reporter a few weeks ago that he prefers to date women who are not in the entertainment business. All he meant, he said, is that he had dated a nurse and a waitress because what matters most to him these days is what people are like inside.

"There's two playing fields: the lower playing field, which is very alluring and all about partying and surrounding yourself with easier-going people and exploring some of the darker areas," Stamos said. "It's a shallow arena. You end up giving pieces of yourself away that you shouldn't. And there's this higher sanctuary, this more spiritual place, where you have to put yourself and live in a better, pure way, but it's lonely because there's less people there. It's easy to get caught in the muck. I'm constantly striving. I fail all the time. I'm not an angel."
And that's why he dates nurses and waitresses: it's all about working that higher playing field called the spiritual sanctuary.  And if there are fewer people there, well, at least they are more impressed about dating John Stamos than the ones in show biz are.

10:28:27 PM    



Trying for the Global Title


Yes, it seems that Meghan wasn't leading us on when she alluded to her "delicate condition" two weeks ago -- TBogg has the whole story. 

And it also seems that Mr. Gurdon has ordered Meghan to homeschool young Lima and Persimmon, presumably because homeschooling is what all the other stay-at-home conservative, religious mothers are doing (and because with a new baby AND a mistress, he has to cut expensess somewhere, and private schools aren't cheap in D.C.).

Anyway, as Mr. Bogg cautions, it's too soon to be thinking of baby names for the littlest Gurdonette.  However, it's NOT too soon to be thinking of names not to inflict on the kid, so we want to direct Meghan toiVillage's list of least favorite baby names. 

For girls, here are the current top five: 
  1. Bertha
  2. Madison
  3. Jennifer
  4. Ashley
  5. Gertrude
Bertha and Gertrude do seem to lack that lilting quality one usually looks for when naming a baby girl, while the other names have presumably fallen out of favor just because they were a little too popular in recent days (and some of those Madisons and Ashleys are real brats, leading to a backlash against the names).
The least favorite names for boys are:
But these are all good, solid, traditional names, which makes their current lack of favor puzzling.  Do YOU have any ideas about why the names Dick and George are so unpopular these days ... ?

4:53:14 AM    



'Faith Under Fire': Shopping Malls Refuse to Commercialize Christian Holiday


Just when you thougth we had gotten beyond the horror of the "Happy Holidays massacre on Christmas, WorldNetDaily reveals the latest assault on religion:
FAITH UNDER FIRE
Easter bunny hunted by PC police

Shopping malls neutralizing secular symbol of Christian holiday
The Easter bunny has hopped into the crosshairs of the PC police.

It's a rite of Spring in most suburban shopping malls for youngsters to participate in Easter egg hunts or pose for photos with the Easter Bunny with the same fervor they had for sitting on Santa's lap during the Christmas holiday season. 

But in the name of "multiculturalism," malls are phasing out the secular symbol of the Christian holiday.
The rest of the story is lifted from this Palm Beach Post story about how, in an effort to be more religiously "neutral," three malls in the area call their seasonal rodents "the Garden Bunny," "Baxter the Bunny," and "Peter Rabbit."  However, two other malls have traditional Easter Bunnies (while the sixth shopping center is varmint-free).

We can only hope that Bill O'Reilly, the guy who saved Christmas, gets right on this and starts organizing boycotts of those businesses who refuse to acknowledge our traditional Christian faith -- because their refusal to help commercialize Easter by using the appropriated symbol of an Anglo-Saxon fertility goddess aids the terrorists, and makes the baby Jesus cry.

(BTW, I hear that the righteous now refer to the holiday as "Resurrection Day" so they don't have to reference the name of that slut Eastre.  And they have adopted the sheep as their holiday symbol as a replacement for the rabbit, since the bunny was Eastre's consort, and is also known for being, well, randy.)

But to aid in the effort to keep the Easter season Christian, here's an idea from 
DLTK's Bible Recipes:
Last Supper Snack
During the month of March we wanted to focus on the Last Supper. Our snack for the day was a very simple and very healthy one. I couldn't believe how much the kids enjoyed it. We told the story of the last supper as we set up our own last supper. We garnished a huge tray full of sliced apples, pita bread (cut into quarters), cubed cheese, green and red grapes. It was a huge success!
And then one of the kids betrayed Mom -- and that was the last snack any of them ever got.

Oh, and here's an idea from Danielle's Place:
Easter Lesson Colors
What you will need:
Sandy Candy (Colors: White, Black, Purple, Green, Red, Gold or Yellow) and Clear Cross Sand Art Frames for each child (from Oriental Trading Company.
The Lesson:
What happened to you in the last few days? Did anyone have anything exciting happen to them that they can share with us? (Give each child a cross frame as the children are sharing.)
Did anyone get crucified this week?  If so, can you share it with us?
(Pass around white candy and instruct children to fill their cross with a small amount of white candy.)
In the last few days of Jesus' life, a lot of things happened to him. Today we are going to talk about them and make a cross for you to take home so you can tell other people about Jesus' last days on earth.
We use white Sandy Candy to symbolize Jesus' prayer, and green to symbolize the garden of Gethsemene.
Then pass out the red candy:
When Jesus was arrested, Simon Peter cut the ear off one of the soldiers! Let's add a little RED for blood to remember this part of the story!
I bet Oriental Trading Company makes little ears that would be even more effective in helping us remember this part of the story. Yeah, we could put some fake blood on the ears, and put one in our cross frame -- what a great memory aid that would be!

Oh, then we use orange Sandy Candy to stand for the cock that crowed after Peer denied Christ, purple to stand for the high priest and Pilate, black to stand for the whip, gold to stand for the Pilate putting up a sign identifiying Jesus as the King of the Jews -- and so on, until we get to white again, which this times stands for a "very special angel" -- possibly Roma Downey.  But the important thing is that the colors are supposed to remind us of the Jesus' busy week.

But hey, the cross in the picture has brown, blue, and pink sand, which weren't in our story!  I wonder whose life it represents (maybe one of the children who was crucified during show and tell).
Anyway, kids, if you shake your cross, then you get greyish-colored Sandy Candy, which will stand for how Christianity is being assaulted by secularists who won't allow Easter Bunnies in malls -- but will still probably taste okay, assuming that Sandy Candy is edible in the first place.

1:45:46 AM

March 11, 2005 by s.z.


Peggy and Swank: Together at Last


My post at The American Street is up -- it's a Deep Thoughts, by Peggy Noonan piece.
And speaking of Deep Thoughts, here's an excerpt from IRAQ & AFGHANISTAN: WHAT MAINSTREAM MEDIA DOESN’T TELL YOU:
What’s going on in the New Iraq and Afghanistan that’s good news?
Here are a few snippets for giving thanks to Mr. Bush, the President who initiated Afghan liberties with President and Constitution as well as the Iraqi Freedom Operation eventuating in a three-week-win war followed by the historic January 30 Victory Vote followed by nations enslaved crying out for freedom’s spread moving in their direction, too.
Again, thank you, Mr. Bush. If the mainstream media cancels you out major, the grassroots still waits in line with the privilege of thanking you royally.
Okay, while most of that didn't make sense, I think we can get a sense of what the pastor is talking about if we read between the lines, and also do some research via Google.

So, President Bush "initiated Afghan liberties with President," which, according to the useage of Dime Novels and the Pulps, means that he tried to "get "fresh with Hamid Karzai (maybe kissing his purty mouth, or copping a feel or something); Hamid presumably responded by slapping Bush's face.

And then, following that three-week-win-war, some enslaved nations cried for delicious Freedom Spread, which tastes like butter, but has half the calories and none of the cholesterol.  But apparently the mainstream media wants to cancel out Bush's major (Major Frank Burns from M*A*S*H*?), because they don't like Freedom Spread. 

Meanwhile, the Grass Roots (a rock group from the '70s whose greatest hit was "Midnight Confessions") is still waiting in line with White Privilege in order to "thank Bush royally" -- probably Mafia code for a paid hit.
I trust that makes everything clear.

But in case it doesn't, here's a magazine cover, courtesy of Dime Novels and the Pulps, which might help:

5:10:01 AM    


 

Blogroll Update


I don't update the WO'C blogroll as often as I should because (a) It has to be done in HTML code, which is the kind of detailed, technical work that I avoid as much as possible; (b) I'm lazy; and (c) I want to keep the list as exclusive as possible, so that the cachet of being a World O'Crap recommended blog isn't diluted.
That said, I updated the blogroll this evening.

So, let me introduce the new nominees to the WO'C Hall of Fame:

First, there Majikthise, run by Lindsay, who was one of the guest bloggers at Pandagon this past week. 

Next, we have Mousewords, the blog of Amanda, who also co-guest blogged at Pandagon.  Check out her post on "Desperate Housewives," and how it could be changed to please Brent Bozell.

Now, welcome if you will Michael Bérubé, a blog I would have added a long time ago if I could have figured out how to make the accents.

BradBlog 3000 is a name that will be already familiar to you if you're into the works of that noted writer/philosopher Bob Pratt.  Oh, and Brad is holding down the fort at Sadly, No! while Seb is starting a coup in Berlin or something, so check out SN! before Seb gets back and steals all the hottest young conservatives for himself.

And speaking of familiar names, I'm sure you know that Bats Left Throws Right is run by that popular fictional character Doghouse Riley.  Today's special is Amy Sullivan.

And Realist, a many-time winner in the "Who Said It?" contest, blogs at The Pink Chimpanzee.  Check out his letter to Rev. Creech.

Of course you already know AmericaBlog (now with the all-important Wo'C endorsement).

And last but not least, we present The Real Femme Fetal, by Sunnie.  She is away for the weekend, so may not get to break the exciting story that Meghan Cox Gurdon is pregnant with twins (to be named Cheney Amadeus and Dudley Nintendo).  But you can check out her posts for this week.

Anyway, someday I may alphabetize the blogroll, but for now, enjoy its randomness, and maybe check out a new blog every day or so.  Money cheerfully refunded if not satisfied.

P.S.   Like everyone else, we're glad that Steve at  No More Mister Nice Blog gave up retirement, because it's a blog we've always really enjoyed.   Plus, it meant that we didn't have to update the blogroll. 

12:40:55 AM