I'm ready for my close-up. book deal.

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one realizes one's deepest unconscious longings are actually for the right kind of extermination method:

Originally found at November Fire, and brought to you via David Linden.

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And then, it's a crime.

This is worse than most cyber-stalking. Worse than those fucktards who call up people's employers and try to get them fired because of some idiotic disagreement on a fuckin' discussion thread.

It's about on a level with those assholes who remove the stop signs at intersections, to see whether someone will die, or whether there will just be massive bodily harm.

See why that's funny, Mommy? It happened to someone else! That makes it hilarious!

h/t: Ace.

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He's running excerpts from Obama's memoir:

"You Obama men are all the same," snapped Aoma testily as I climbed into the Land Rover. "Always abandoning your village, alway chasing after something on the horizon. What is it you need that you can't find here? Why must you leave your home?"

I thought for a minute, and looked into my half-sister's eyes. "I have to go," I said. "The video arcade in Nairobi just got Mortal Kombat II."

She rolled her eyes, unable to understand that deep longing that compelled me on the arduous two day journey across the Serengeti. When I finally arrived again in Nairobi, amid the dusty bustle of the market and the bloobidy-bloobidy-bloop of the arcade, I experienced an intense personal epiphany. It occurred to me that no matter their skin color, no matter their station in life, all humans have a deep-seated need to hog the Mortal Kombat machine. In that sense, the Kenyans at the arcade were no different that the white kids at the Galleria, although there were probably fewer Goths.

Read the whole thing.

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Via Rachel Lucas, who appears to have obtained a more realistic evaluation.

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The Cotillion will be sponsoring a promotion of conservative male bloggers, because the male sector of the b-sphere is under-promoted.

Please try to remember that just because a guy has a pretty face, it doesn't mean he's qualified. We'd like to see some fresh analysis as well.

We're not just looking for conservative bloggers who are male, by the way: we'd also like to see some thoughtful coverage of men's issues: football, baseball, getting grossed out by the leavings of makeup and menses, power tools, weak beer, misunderstanding things women say, pretending not to be able to feed oneself, and the like.

Please leave your suggestions in the comments.

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1 It's the least we can do; I have a feeling of noblesse oblige about this.

Posted by: Attila Girl at March 31, 2008 04:20 PM (BYH4x)

2 Justifying John's opinion, I see... ;>

Posted by: Desert Cat at March 31, 2008 05:40 PM (Q8AsJ)

3 Noblesse Oblige? Doesn't it always trend toward the Chippendales when the Cotillion is involved?

Posted by: Darrell at March 31, 2008 07:29 PM (ocnUJ)

4 Those poor, poor dancers. Forced to do that to make a buck. We always tip as much as we can. If we have anything left after the drink tab's paid, that is . . .

Posted by: Attila Girl at March 31, 2008 07:56 PM (Hgnbj)

5 Like if there's EVER anything left! You're not fooling me! You tip in pennies just to make those costumes fall apart faster. Is it any wonder that those poor guys usually enroll in trade school or the seminary after a Cotillion night out? No wonder your pictures are posted at the door! Or so I've read. . .

Posted by: Darrell at March 31, 2008 08:08 PM (ocnUJ)

6 We're wanted, dead or alive. But mostly alive.

Posted by: Attila Girl at March 31, 2008 08:39 PM (Hgnbj)

7 Always! Either way I think the gin tab would be the same! That may be why they're building two new distilleries in Heaven, btw. Or so I've read. Or did I see it on Benny Hinn?

Posted by: Darrell at March 31, 2008 09:14 PM (ocnUJ)

8 I used to see "Benny Hinn" in the TV Guide and assume it was a typo, and they meant "Benny Hill."

Posted by: Attila Girl at March 31, 2008 10:15 PM (Hgnbj)

9 Yipes! Stay away from the Woundup! If "men's issues" are defined as "football, baseball, getting grossed out by the leavings of makeup and menses, power tools, weak beer" and such, I'm not a player. I DO misunderstand what women say, but it's usually because they say it while I'm wasting ti... thoroughly engrossed in a highly important thing involving my computer, and I sometimes don't quite catch what was said. I have one (count 'em) power tool that helped me build the cheap Home Depot bookcases that currently adorn our home. Otherwise, my views are, essentially, that professional athletes are overpaid whiners and drug abusers, my wife is menopausal and never wears makeup (doesn't need any), and I have never in nearly 50 years had an alchoholic beverage (unless you count the old Robitussins). Good luck finding male conservatives who are thoughtful about anything. Especially when they've been drinking weak beer. Talk about setting the bar a titch high...

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10 It's possible that I distorted the intent ever-so-slightly, for comic effect. What I say shouldn't be taken as a gospel representation, therefore, of the Cotillion's intent . . .

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11 Well, that makes me feel better.

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Oh, sorry.

Hawkins asks conservative women about getting asked out.

I dunno: it seems to me that the more people concentrate on dating as dating, the more hung up they get on rituals, and form-over-function. So the more the guy concentrates on "being a gentleman" in terms of opening doors or paying the bill, the less likely he is to be a true gentleman in the arenas wherein it counts.

Politeness is oversold. And if you can't be friends with someone, why on earth are you trying to be lovers with them, much less marry them?

UPDATE: Hackbarth weighs in, and points out that some issues simply make for interesting discussion around the dinner table, whereas others are potential deal-breakers—e.g., abortion.

When I was dating a guy who was adamantly anti-abortion—when I was less so—we made a deal that if an unplanned pregnancy occurred, I'd carry the child to term (and most likely put him or her up for adoption). The boyfriend agreed that he would be asked to help generously with the costs of prenatal care, any time off from work, etc.

That worked for us, but it may not be common that two people can work something like that out on such a loaded issue.

Via Memeorandum.

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Jon Henke is filling in for Megan McArdle; that's kind of cool.

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I've only "seen" Ace this angry once or twice before.

How funny that I linked his post, but didn't even think to read through the comments. I felt that his elegant, simple Anglo-Saxon language had summarized the case against those who had attempted to censor Fitna, and didn't imagine that his commenters would do any better.

Besides which, I do not tend to agree with those who want to indict all Muslims as terror-sympathizers. After all, that's not just a moral problem, but a practical one as well: suddenly, you're declaring war on a larger pool of people than if you just stuck with the Islamo-fascists. Even if it were morally acceptable, why would I want to take on a significant portion of the world's population? (As Benny Hill put it in quite a different context, that's "like burning down the house to get a piece of toast.")

And, frankly, I don't like to wade through a bunch of bigoted crap.

Ace, on expressing oneself in a public forum:

I should say this is a difficult call because there are legitimate discussions to be had about precisely how complicit most Muslims are in terrorism, and how much Islam itself is to blame.

But for the love of God, please understand that when you broach these concededly-legitimate topics you should do so as thoughtfully as possible, and not in the white heat of anger.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I realize that that was part of the problem, and that he stirred some up by immediately (of course) claiming Christianity was the "real" problem.

But just because he's a terrorist symp is really not a license to write crap here that would get you fired at work were you to say it there.

This is a business. People do read this at work.

I am getting tired of having to remind people of these basic facts. You are threatening my very goddamned livelihood and no, your "right" to free expression is not going to trump my right to make a buck.

Here's a simple guideline: Before you spout off on a charged issue, ask yourself if someone reading this at work might be in trouble with Human Resources for reading the site if a coworker happened to read your commnent.

If the answer is "Yes," then do not hit publish. Take a breather, rethink, reconsider, rewrite. Or consider exiting the argument altogether if you find you're too angry to mind a respectful, respectable tone.

Either there's going to be some self-regulation here or there's going to be external regulation. Either way, there is going to be regulation.

That's just the way it fucking is.

Yeah. That's why I have my commenting policy: you can put me down all you want, and you can, for the most part, take on public figures who put themselves out there for criticism. But personal remarks directed at other commenters and other bloggers are off-limits, and I like people to keep the ad hominem to a minimum.

Of course, it's a good deal more difficult for Ace, because people actually read his blog. (That might reflect the fact that he has a work ethic when it comes to posting, of course. [Insert inane joke about sexism here, followed by equally inane remark about the bawdy humor at Ace's site—the difference being that playfulness and genuine anger are two different things, for those who don't get that distinction.])

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Unfortunately, John got the "Honorable Mentions" mixed up with the actual 1-40 Top Blogs, inadvertently ranking small fry like that "Instapundit" fellow above . . . me. Can you imagine?

So when you read his post, just mentally swap those two lists, and all will be well.

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Well, yes. It does make for good joke fodder.

But it's only funny in a grim sort of way. When I flew to Chicago in the spring of 2002, I managed to get the underwire out of one of my bras (the metal detectors were set on "stun" at the time).

But, no: it wasn't comfy.

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Apparently, there are investments other than real estate.

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Doing pol-blogging again.

Lent is over, Man. Come on down.

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Don't we all?

Of course, if you send Dave money, he'll get something cool with it—whereas I'd just squander it on books and red wine.

I'm taking my hat in hand and asking you to send an email pledge of financial support with the subject line "Make Iowahawk Happy Pledge Fund." Please, no actual cash or PayPal donations. Just a pledge amount that you'd be seriously willing to contribute on the condition that I actually get the car [a 1964 Galaxie with a Turbonique "rocket-charged" engine; 1500+ hp to the real wheels]. If that happens, I promise a free rocket car ride to any pledger that comes to Chicago.

Excelsior!

PS - Even if you don't want to make me happy, I'll still take your pledge! Just send it with the subject line "See Iowahawk Splattered On a Cliffside Pledge Fund."

Dang, I wish I had money. Iowahawk should so have that car.

(Dave: "any pledger who comes to Chicago." Let's not get so excited about this car that our grammar goes out its mid-century window.)

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Big fan, by the way, Mr. Norris: more of us caucasian niggahz should be doing martial arts.

And, of course, I adore Thomas J., as well.

But when you quote him about an issue on which he was very much a creature of his time, I find it just a little tempting to point out that (1) he "owned" other human beings [legally, of course; morally, one cannot do any such thing; (2) one of these human beings may have been his girlfriend.

I was appalled when I read the American Family Association report that Friday, April 25, "several thousand schools across the nation will be observing 'Day of Silence (DOS).' DOS is a nationwide push to promote the homosexual lifestyle in public schools. Â… DOS is sponsored by an activist homosexual group, the Gay, Lesbian and Straight Education Network."

Is encouraging or teaching about homosexuality what our Founders expected for the public education system they started? Even the most liberal among them opposed it. For example, Thomas Jefferson drafted a bill concerning the criminal laws of Virginia, in which he proposed that the penalty for sexual deviance should be unique corporal punishment. Jefferson's views were indeed representative of early America:

"Whosoever shall be guilty of Rape, Polygamy, or Sodomy with man or woman shall be punished, if a man, by castration, if a woman, by cutting thro' the cartilage of her nose a hole of one half inch diameter at the least." Can you imagine a statesman proposing such a law today?

While I'm not, of course, espousing such treatment, I do believe that we equally and adamantly should oppose such aberrant sexual behavior from being condoned or commemorated in our public schools through textbooks or a so-called "Day of Silence."

You can check to see whether your local schools are on the DOS observance list by going to www.MissionAmerica.com. Whether they are or not, write their administrators to inform them your family will be boycotting the event if it takes place in your vicinity.

To each of the social dilemmas in these three news stories (regarding guns, God and gays), a remedy can be found by turning back the clocks of time and consulting our Founding Fathers.

Not endorsing it, huh? But you thought you'd bring it up anyway. That's swell of you, Chuck.

I'm glad we're refuting the Todd Rundgren claim in "Swing to the Right" that conservatives desperately want to "stop the hands of time."

Oh, wait; we're not.

Forget it, then. Slavery. Outdoor plumbing. Doctors "bleeding" their patients. Short life expectancies; crappy nutrition. No refrigerators. No dentistry to speak of. No microwaves.

Let's do it, Chuck. Let's go back.

You first; you might take Huckabee with you, as well.

Via Memeorandum.

Oh, wait. I'm not done, after all.

Do we pay you to think, Chuckie? No. We do not. We pay you to appear in movies in which some pretext is found to separate you from your sidearm, so the we can watch some cool, choreographed karate. That's it.

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Rachel Lucas has a new doggie pic up! (And it's on her banner, too, with a new slogan.)

I'm not usually into cutesy stuff. But when I get it, I get it bad. Maggie may not be quite as adorable as Mandy—but she's damned close.

Doggie!

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. . . that civilization hadn't lost the swastika. But I do believe things would be a good deal worse if we had, in fact, lost the dildo.

Let's just keep those things going counter-clockwise—at least, for all future constructions. Fair's fair.

The iron cross, though, I won't give up; it's been used too many other places for too many other things. I won't cede that one to the Fuhrer.

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Here's a You Tube Jerry Garcia tribute from The Sanity Inspector of Protein Wisdom. It's kind of trippy, actually.

And yet spiritual at the same time.

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Belle should be ashamed of herself for peddling this kind of trash.

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And I did like this one:

see more crazy cat pics

Sosumi.

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1 Doze catz arz silly

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