"Smoke 'Em, If Ya Got 'Em."

(Via Drudge)

Former U.S. Vice President Al Gore warned hundreds of U.N. diplomats and staff on Thursday evening about the perils of climate change, claiming: Cigarette smoking is a "significant contributor to global warming!"

(After droning on for nearly 3 hours and doing a less than spectacular Q & A session, Gore took a hint from the Chavez playbook-)

"Then, Gore had his staff opened a stack of cardboard boxes to begin selling his new book, "An Inconvenient Truth, The Planetary Emergency of Global Warming and What We Can Do About It," $19.95, to the U.N. diplomats."

It was said at one point nearly a third of those assembled walked out on Gore's presentation...

Probably to go have a smoke.

Yo-Ho, Yo-Ho! A Zionist's Life for Me!

I thought these 2 translations recently posted on the MEMRI website were worth noting, because it gives some insight for what passes as "news" in the media in Iran, and makes some very nonsensical assertions-like the remark about Fahrenheit 911- (what the hell?)...and, primarily, it gives me a reason to put up a Johnny Depp pic.
The first is from a clip from Tehran TV News broadcast this past July:

"The hot news of cinema circles worldwide is: The Pirates of the Caribbean attack the silver screen. The example of Pirates of the Caribbean - Hollywood's latest effort to gain control - is all the more striking if we bear in mind the name of its producer: the Walt Disney company. Disney and its productions have been associated, more than anything, with the Zionist lobby in Hollywood. In 1995, when the pro-Zionist Jews were 2.5% of America's population, they made up 7.7% of Disney's board of directors. This clearly influences the content of this large company's productions, as well as its policies and guidelines. The Aladdin animated film series is one example of Disney creations that present Arabs in a negative light.

"In 2004, Disney supported the Bush administration's expansionist policies, and refrained from screening the film Fahrenheit 9/11, which harshly criticized Bush's policy in attacking Iraq. This film, which won the Palme d'Or award at the Cannes film festival, became the bestselling documentary in the history of the film industry. Disney's move brought it nothing but disgrace.

"In any event, Zionism is not restricted to the capitalistic weapons companies, such as Lockheed and the banks that support it. Cinema is considered another, subtle, weapon in the hands of those who support this corrupt ideology. In Hollywood, Disney is the manufacturer of this weapon, and Pirates of the Caribbean is its newest ammunition. .."

OK, I'll grant 'em the Aladdin slam, even though I thought casting Gilbert Gottfried as the voice of parrot was brilliant. But taking modern mythology and warm fuzzy-ing it to death is S.O.P. for Disney- ask any Indian what they think of the Disney version of "Pocahantas".
Hmmm, letsee...undead monkeys, gratutious grog and rum consumption, cannibals, cross dressing, over the top sword play, voodoo queens, plot holes you could drive a bus through-but really don't care, grosteque unworldly characters and a honkingly huge monster squid that consumes ships whole...oh, and Johnny Depp...yep, P.O.T.C is most certainly Zionist brain washing at it's best. Personally, I think they're just mad that their culture can't produce such whoppingly good and entertaining escapist films like that.

Now, onto some majorly disgusting reaching for straws-via a "film scholar". This was some comments he made in a lecture back in February of this year. What's so insane about this, is that Tom & Jerry was made by MGM Studios...no connection whatsoever to Disney Studios! And yet he clearly asserts that it was a creation of Disney. Asking any American kid or a quick Google would have made that clear. Their academia is just as bad at fact checking as our press! Oh well, all them Zionist look the same to them, I reckon. And I have it on good authority that Mickey and Jerry were pretty tight at one time.
Note the careful CYA about Halocaust denial.
What's with Tom & Jerry becoming the punching bag for idelogical id'jets lately anyway? First the anti-smoking nannies demanded any images of smoking be edited from the old cartoons and now this bit of utter sick fantasy.
Another thing that amused me was that I didn't know there was a Farsi phrase for kicking one's ass...wow, can you say that on Iranian TV?

"There is a cartoon that children like. They like it very much, and so do adults - Tom and Jerry."
"Some say that this creation by Walt Disney [sic] will be remembered forever. The Jewish Walt Disney Company gained international fame with this cartoon. It is still shown throughout the world. This cartoon maintains its status because of the cute antics of the cat and mouse - especially the mouse.

"Some say that the main reason for making this very appealing cartoon was to erase a certain derogatory term that was prevalent in Europe."

"If you study European history, you will see who was the main power to hoard money and wealth in the 19th century. In most cases, it is the Jews. Perhaps that was one of the reasons which caused Hitler to begin the anti-Semitic trend, and then the extensive propaganda about the crematoria began... Some of this is true. We do not deny all of it.

"Watch Schindler's List. Every Jew was forced to wear a yellow star on his clothing. The Jews were degraded and termed 'dirty mice.' Tom and Jerry was made in order to change the Europeans' perception of mice. One of terms used was 'dirty mice.'

Tom and Jerry was made in order to display the exact opposite image. If you happen to watch this cartoon tomorrow, bear in mind the points I have just raised, and watch it from this perspective. The mouse is very clever and smart. Everything he does is so cute. He kicks the poor cat's ass. Yet this cruelty does not make you despise the mouse. He looks so nice, and he is so clever... This is exactly why some say it was meant to erase this image of mice from the minds of European children, and to show that the mouse is not dirty and has these traits. "

Just un-friggin'-believeable!

Bar Bet for Conservative Gradeschoolers

OK, I'll throw this one out for anyone who wishes to comment.

Are we a Representative Republic or are we a Representative Democracy?

I was always taught that we, as a nation, were a Representative Republic.

My youngest's 5th grade History textbook seems to feel otherwise.
The authors' might be just playing fast and loose with semantics, but that little fun fact in there is buggin' me.

I was helping her with her homework last week. They were learning about the Constitution. She had a chapter review worksheet to do, one of those fill in the blanks things and when she got to the question about what form of government we have, she was confused. She knows what I tell her, but the book was saying something else. So I looked the chapter over and there is was.

Our solution? I advised her to parrot what the book said but then also add in parentheses Representative Republic and if her teacher had a problem with it she could call me.
(This segued into a "teaching moment"...actually more like a controlled rant, about the difference between Mob rule and more orderly forms of government and revisionist history. She's always amused when I go off like that...at one point she said "Mom, I can't fit all that on the page!" Bless her heart!)

So which is it?
Am I right? Is the textbook right? Or is it somewhere 'twixt the 2?

The Only Sane Man in the East

"These extremist forces were killing people in Afghanistan and around for years, closing schools, burning mosques, killing children, uprooting vineyards, with vine trees, grapes hanging on them, forcing populations to poverty and misery.

They came to America on September 11th, but they were attacking you before September 11th in other parts of the world. We are a witness in Afghanistan to what they are and how they can hurt. You are a witness in New York. Do you forget people jumping off the 80th floor or 70th floor when the planes hit them? Can you imagine what it will be for a man or a woman to jump off that high? Who did that? And where are they now? And how do we fight them, how do we get rid of them, other than going after them? Should we wait for them to come and kill us again? That's why we need more action around the world, in Afghanistan and elsewhere, to get them defeated -- extremism, their allies, terrorists and the like."


-President Karzai of Afghanistan



Now THAT is speaking Truth to Stupidity!

Perfect !

(The Butcher at Sacred Cow Burgers oughta make these available for reals! I'd buy one!)

My Kid, The Band Geek

(Now that Blogger has gotten over it's massive brain fart, I can finally put up my Monday post!)

This past weekend was the big annual whoopdeedoo in town. The "Hootin' & Hollarin' Festival". A celebration of our hillbilly and white trash heritage-and a good excuse to draw a craft show into town. There were parades, horseshoe pitching, outhouse races, hog callin' and 'cow pie' tossing contests and more overpriced inflatable amusements (bounce houses, big slides and such) that I have ever seen clustered in one small area!

We had absolutely the worst possible weather that weekend as well. Tornado warnings, flash flood warnings, rain that just wouldn't quit-ugh. It was horrible. But the show must go on. My eldest is in Band this year and the parades this past Friday and Saturday were her big debut as an official high school marching band geek. Since they wasn't enough high schoolers in band to form a decent group, they've allowed some of the better students from the Jr. High to be in marching band. My eldest was thrilled to get picked and has been practicing like crazy on the song they were to do.
These first 2 pics were from Fridays parade, an informal thing and the attire was suppose to be "hillbilly-ish".








Of course, no hillbilly costume is complete without the manditory fake freckles and a big, stupid hat...or a clarinet in your bibs pocket!







A big, stupid hat makes it easier to spot her.





Saturday was the big parade, but due to the severe weather alot of groups cancelled at the last minute. Our church float even had to be scratched, because of downed trees. Our driver couldn't get off his property with it. All that work...(oh man, let's not even go there again!)
So the parade ran a little shorter than usual and our school band was the only marching band there. Normally we have about 5 school bands march in the parade from surrounding districts and even Arkansas. Finally about an hour before the parade, the rain let up long enough.




Big sis in her band get-up getting one last quick practice














WooHoo! Here they come!
Go Dawgs!

















Sis is so nervous she's emananting a green halo to make it easier to pick her out of the group. ; ) Can I just say here that Mom was just tickled pink? And Sis didn't screw up once...can't say the same for the brass section.


When she heard that all the other marching bands had cancelled she said to me, "Oh that's excellent, Mom! We'll get 1st, 2nd and 3rd by default! Even if we suck, we'll be great!"

Well, can't argue logic like that! I was amused by her twisted enthusiasm.

Ah, heck-all the kids sounded wonderful and did our little hicksville proud.
I am now officially a Band Mom.

Blogger Back on the Pipe

Well, I had a buttload of pics to put up here about our weekend.
But, naturally, whenever I wanna post pics Blogger just sits there dumber than a stump.
Third time and 30 minutes later was NOT the charm.

So...no posty today.

Maybe later.

Maybe.

I know I'm late, but....

If I Was a Fox News' Chyron Operator,

It would probably look like this:
























I dunno even if they use chyron anymore in TV, what with everything being all techno'd-up nowadays, but whoever was responsible for these ballsy editorial headlines...I'd like to buy 'em a beer!

(Yep, these were real...Allah screensaved 'em.)

Bin Laden Dead? Moonbats Shriek "Foul!"

As if on cue, now all of moonbattery are going nuts at these rumors and are already creating their own cozy realities to explain this. Ace has the crazy details.

This is taking on a life comparable to Monty Python's "Dead Parrot" sketch. First he's dead, then not dead, then almost dead to now, just really sick. I'm awaiting the "he's just sleeping" part.
The batties, of course are blaming the CIA, saying he's been paid off and given a "new identity", kinda like a bassackwards witness protection program.

You know what?
They maybe hip to the game.

We here at White Trash have it on good authority that these rumors are indeed true. Our source can't be revealed, naturally, but let's just say they are as reliable as the atomic clock when it comes to these things. They have even provided us with a possible composite pic of what the new and modified Bin Laden, 3.0 might look like so....



Be on the lookout for this man!

















Just a hunka, hunka jihadi love





("Ladies and gentlemen...Bin Laden has left the building.")


HT: The Jawa Report

Re-Iterating the Obvious for Those Who Refuse to "Get It"

Doc Russia, at "Bloodletting" says : "It's war fer god's sakes!"

Great piece...go read it...NOW!

"Memorials and Missed Chances"



HT: The Rott

The Truck Driving School Scandal: Possible(?) Local Ties to Terrorism

It may not be as notorious as middle eastern "students" enrolling in flying schools in Florida,pre-9/11, but this story is huge for around here. I've been following this for months. How do you spell 'weasels'?
Not to be an alarmist, but I would think that a semi-truck, loaded to the gills with the right ingredients, could produce as much damage as, say, a jetliner...wouldn't you?
Either way, I'm just glad they finally nailed these scumbags!


15 Named in Indictments Alleging Fraud in Trucking Licenses

Two of the men arrested by FBI were from West Plains.

(by Melissa DeLoach
Springfield News-Leader)

More than 200 Somalian and Bosnian immigrants illegally obtained Missouri commercial driver's licenses or certifications to handle hazardous materials through a West Plains truck-driving school that had a contract with the state, federal prosecutors said Thursday.

Fifteen people were named in a federal grand jury indictment unsealed Thursday, including the former superintendent of South Central Career Center, a truck-driving school operated by the West Plains public school district. (W.P. is our nearest "big town", being about 40 miles from us.)

The 62-count indictment --with charges ranging from conspiracy and mail fraud to illegally producing documents — relates to the issuance of licenses at SCCC and an agreement it had with a Kansas City truck driver training center.

Two of those indicted by the Springfield grand jury on Wednesday — Orbin "Orbie" Dale May, 63, and Dean P. Proffitt, 72 — were arrested by the FBI on Thursday in West Plains.

Proffitt is former superintendent of the trucking program. May was employed as a third-party tester at the school.

Both appeared briefly before U.S. Magistrate James England, and arraignments were set for 11 a.m. Oct. 2.

Outside the courthouse, May waited for a family member to take him back to West Plains. He would not speak about the allegations, but said, "I've never had a set of handcuffs on in my life."

Meanwhile, in Kansas City, the FBI held a joint news conference with Bradley J. Schlozman, U.S. attorney for the Western District of Missouri.

Authorities said they don't think terrorism was involved, but the actions of the key defendants posed a homeland security risk. "It is not just the government's responsibility. It is a collective obligation that all of us share," said Schlozman in his remarks.

Special Agent Jeff Lanza, with the FBI in Kansas City, said 12 of the defendants were in custody Thursday.

A third key defendant is Ernest A. "Mustafa" White, 49, who ran the Kansas City-area MBS (Muslim Brothers and Sisters) driving school. White is alleged to have provided test answers to students at his driving school and also was charged with being a felon in possession of a firearm.

May allegedly took money from White in exchange for a shortened test, and allowed White and others at MBS to take the test for their students. May would then sign the appropriate forms indicating a student had passed. At times, May would allow tests to be administered on the weekends, against its contract with the state.

Proffitt knew of the wrongdoing, including that May allegedly stole $6,000 from the school, but failed to report anything to the school or state, and even signed documents to make it appear May was not exceeding state limits when he tested more than the state allowed in a given day, the affidavit said.

The West Plains school had been under the FBI radar for years, Lanza said, when the Missouri Highway Patrol alerted them of a large number of applicants with names that appeared Middle Eastern in origin.

Neither May nor Proffitt — who is Democrat contender for the Missouri House of Representative 151st District in the Nov. 7 election — are now employed by the truck driving school. When the investigation broke in February, Proffitt resigned and May was let go.

Karla Eslinger, West Plains schools superintendent, said SCCC is no longer in operation as it lost its CDL accreditation. Consequently, it lost its funding as CDL fees sustained the program.

The West Plains School district does not fund the SCCC.

"Since all of this has occurred, we have been waiting to see the outcome," said Eslinger in a phone interview.

A commercial driver's license is required to operate heavy trucks and buses on public highways. A written and driving test are required for licensing.

The impact from the conspiracy was putting unskilled driver's out on the highways, said patrol Lt. John Hotz. (I think that would be only a small part of "the impact")

"We want to make sure, number one, that the driver is properly licensed and they know how to operate that vehicle," he said. With the average 18-wheeler weighing 80,000 pounds, mixed with an untrained driver, "that's a lot of potential to cause damage," he said. "We expect more out of a professional driver ... this is what they do for a living."


More indictments
Also named in Thursday's 62-count indictment were Howard E. Schneider, 39, of Overland Park, Kan.; Hiram Chebar Oliver, Raytown; Osman Abdullahi, 30, San Diego; Abdiwahab Mohabud Mohamed, 37, Minneapolis; Samir Hasanovic, 22, Arnold; and Kansas City residents Elias Mohamed, 25, Ahmed Muhidin Sharif, 27, Abdulfatah Osman Farah, 24, Yusuf Kalmole, 34, Adil Majlovic, 19, Mersud Kajtazovic, 31, and Abdirizak Abdi Mohamed, whose age was given as 25 or 32.

Uh-Huh, yep...nothing to see here, Citizen...move along...



UPDATE: The lovely Michelle has taken note of the story. Thanks, Michelle!

Rangel to Sheehan: "Please come and pick up your boyfriend-He's drunk again."

Rep. Rangel gave a half hearted scolding to Baby Hugo for his SNL inspired speech to the U.N. where Hugo compared Dub to "el diablo" and accused the President of stinking up the joint with the smell of sulphur.
Rangel's words are merely sour grapes and standard finger in the wind CYA, that's so typical of these donks. He's pissed that Hugo's stealing their best material!

It reads sterner than it sounded coming outta Rangel's piehole at the presser-his heart wasn't into it, he was just phoning it in to be on the record. Here's some of it:

"I want to express my extreme displeasure with statements by the President of Venezuela attacking U.S. President George Bush in such a personal and disparaging way during his remarks at the United Nations General Assembly.

It should be clear to all heads of government that criticism of Bush Administration policies, either domestic or foreign, does not entitle them to attack the President personally."

(That's right! The American libs can manage quite well on their own in this area of expertise, thank you.)

Loose translation:'How dare some little tin horn dictator swoop in in and start talking trash about Bush almost as soon as his feet hit the ground?!
Dammit, that's OUR JOB!
We don't need your help, Chavey Baby.'

Even Nancy Pelosi risked turning into a pillar of salt with her words of condemnation of Hugo's schtick:

"Hugo Chavez fancies himself a modern day Simon Bolivar but all he is an everyday thug," House Democratic Leader Nancy Pelosi said at a news conference, referring to Chavez' comments in a U.N. General Assembly speech on Wednesday.

"Hugo Chavez abused the privilege that he had, speaking at the United Nations," said Pelosi, a frequent Bush critic. "And we're damn mad that he beat us to it! We were saving the Satan comparisons for later in this year. He's tipped our hand."

(OK...I made that last part up. But it's closer to the truth than these bogus outbursts of indignation.)

Apparently enjoying his special guest star status as loose cannon du jour, Hugo is strolling about Harlem right now telling anyone who will listen that Bush is a drunk and needs psychiatric care. No doubt those remarks will endear Dub to the street people now, who will consider him "one of us".
Hugo's also promising a gob of FREE heating oil for the oppressed masses in Harlem.

Gee, can you make crack from oil?

"Official Song Writer of the Vast Right Wing Conspiracy"?

Well, that's what it says on his website.

Jeff Parnell is a local fellow who ran in the 4th Congressional District primary here in Missouri, currently ruled by Dem. Ike Skelton (and yes, he is kin to the "Red" Skelton-there's a strong family resemblance). I'll admit to being just plain stupid here on this- I don't know if he got on the ballot or not and I couldn't find any clues on his site, other than his stand on the issues and that he ran. Hey, sorry...ain't my district, so I don't pay too much attention.

The 4th District cozies up to ours, kitty-corner, so I have heard of this guy. But it's mostly from his business and seeing campaign yard signs in the past as I cruise through Greene county on those oh so rare occasions.
He has wrote quite a few political songs that can be downloaded at his site but the current one that's he's getting attention for is one about the Fair Tax. Guess Neal Boortz digs him and had a hand in giving this song some exposure.
I never heard of it until I read this article in the big city Sunday paper about him. In the sidebar is the lyrics to the song.

Anyway, I thought it was neat that a homey was getting some nationwide exposure. I downloaded the song. Pleasant. Think 'Kingston Trio'. The cat's got a nice folksy singing voice and picks a decent guitar.
His other song titles sound intriguing, but I just don't have the time to download any others right now. (curse of the phoneline) But I probably will once this weekend is over.

Help a Fellow Ecosystem Member!

Miz Bonnie of "Simply Bonnie" has put out a call for anyone who would like to send Thanks or Get Well greetings to our wounded soldiers mending in Germany. She will personally see that the notes and cards get to them, since she's going over there right real soon. Here's what she has to say about her project:

"It is my goal to take a bundle of cards and letters with me to Germany to place in these backpacks, and also to hand out to the soldiers at the Kleber Barracks. I highly encourage anyone interested in supporting our military men and women to write a short note, get well card or the like, and get it to me or Dad by Wednesday, Oct. 4th. You can even enlist your co-workers in this project! It is preferred that they be hand written, but we will gladly accept letters through email, which I'll be more than happy to print out. A simple heading will suffice, i.e., Dear Hero, Dear Soldier, etc. Please remember that although most are American troops, some of these are coalition forces. Also, if you are interested in supporting these men and women in any other way, please feel free to contact me.

We all have an opportunity here to show our military men and women the love of God, and our gratefulness for preserving our right as Christians to live, worship, and thrive in a free country."

"Y'all can send any messages to: Letters4Germany@aol.com "


She'd like to see as many folks and bloggers get in on this as is possible. It's short notice for some maybe, but as she said in her post, emailed greetings are fine.

If ya want alittle back story on her mission you can read about it here.
Pass the word around! Remember, deadline is OCT. 4th!

A Blogroll for Fellow Infidels

Terrorists 4 Liberals has started a blogroll. If you hate these assaholas with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns, then get on the list! Show everyone that you are an Infidel...and a damn good one, too!

Besides, you get to display one of the notorious "Mohammed" charactures on your blog 24/7 just to annoy the crap outta them. That alone makes it worth it!

Downside...you have to email one of these ying-yangs to get on board.
Here's the linkage.

Just don't go over there and gyp the code...their coding skills, like some of their expertise in explosives leaves a bit to be desired.

Just Nuke 'em and Get It Over With!

123 Beta expresses my feelings.
Ah, in a perfect world it could happen, but then again...in a perfect world we wouldn't be having these troubles to begin with.

But I'm sure he's not alone.

Call it pure evil, Satan, demons, the Dark Side-whatever you wish to believe is at the wheel of islam now. It was just biding it's time until we had p.c.'d ourselves to the point of impotency.

And for those of you who prefer more high brow takes on the situation, the lovely Michelle directs you to this post at Hot Air.

Know your enemy.

They're So Petarded!

There's an editorial posted at Free Republic that I just read that I thought was worthy to put here in it's entirity.
(besides, I'm in a lazy blogging mood today.)


Religion of Peace Is Hung By Its Own Petard
by Howard Galganov

"So the “Religion of Peace” has declared Jihad against the Pope and the Catholic Church because the Pope quoted a 14th century conversation (at a lecture he was giving in his native Germany) between a Christian leader and a Moslem leader during the Crusades and the siege of Constantinople.

The 14th century Christian effectively told his contemporary that Mohammed has brought nothing but pain (evil) to the world by virtue of using war to proselytize Islam.

In response to this statement from the Pope; the “Religion of Peace” has declared war on all-things Catholic. At the very least they DEMAND an apology. At the most, they’ve already begun attacking churches.

And in Somalia, a “model” of Islamic peace, “peaceful” Moslems murdered an Italian Nun in protest.

Remarkably, the Islamists are so ill-informed about religion, that they attacked Greek Orthodox Churches in Gaza and the West Bank.

The fact that these are not Catholic Churches didn’t stop the “Religion of Peace” from firebombing these religious structures.

And you gotta love the Palestinians. It’s not like they don’t have enough misery to worry about without looking for more by firebombing Churches. But I digress.

Isn’t it incredible how these deluded and stupid people so effectively make the case against themselves by their words and deeds.

If you call us violent, we’ll kill you.

If you write a book (Salman Rushdie – The Satanic Verses) questioning Islam, we’ll kill you.

If you publish satiric cartoons about Mohammed, we’ll kill you.

If you suggest that Mohammed led a war against Christendom in order to expand Islam, we’ll kill you.

If you suggest that TERRORISTS are acting in the name of Islam, and that Islam is responsible for their deeds, we’ll kill you.

I imagine by now that you get the drift.

The “Religion of Peace” will kill you if you dare say anything that even suggests that Islam is anything but the “Religion of Peace”.

For the longest time, the Western World has bent over backwards to accommodate Islam and make excuses for its abhorrent behavior.

Our leaders and intellectuals closed their eyes and pretended that deviant Islamic conduct was more of an aberration amongst the few, rather than a fact amongst the many.

They were wrong then. And they are wrong now.

These same Western apologists for Islam blamed Israel for all things evil in the Middle East. Whatever happened between Islam and the Jewish people was always the fault of the Jewish people.

For that matter; whatever happened between Islam and anyone was in their perverse (Leftist, intellectual and anti-Semitic) minds somehow the fault of Israel and the Jewish people.

President George W Bush’s attempt after 9/11 to convince the American people that Islam is a “Religion of Peace”, and that it has been somehow “high-jacked” by extremists is running very thin.

Islam is many things, few if any of them are any good. But what Islam is absolutely not, is a “Religion of Peace”.

I know of no other significant religion in this day and age that threatens the entire world as does Islam.

Wherever you look on this planet. If there is a failed state, internecine sectarian violence, and TERRORISM, it is more likely than not that the word Islam will somehow be attached to it.

And it’s not now and then. It’s every second of every day.

The Pope’s apology for quoting the truth of what was said some 600 years ago, is indeed a huge mistake. Caving into Islam is nothing short of empowerment to the people who should be the least bit empowered.

If what the Pope said in his German lecture results in armed conflict with Islam, it will not be a battle between Christians and Moslems.

It will be the battle between modern Secular humanity and a disgraced religious cancer that is eating away at the world.

If this is the catalyst that finally ignites the confrontation, so be it, since it is long overdue."

Hillbillies on th' Innernets

Well, let's check the local Freecycle page and see what's the latest offerings.

Say, this looks like it could be a good deal...if ya ain't too picky:

"I have to offer a new small birdcage with used stand that it hangs from, Stuffed animals (they were left out in the rain but washable, some still sing, ALOT (10) of monkeys), Office chairs, orange, one on wheels and one without. They do match, though. These were also left out in the rain when we found them. I have more stuff I am going through, but this is a start. Thanks.
These items were only left outside for about two weeks."

That's good to know. I hate it when singing stuffed monkeys have been left out in the weather for a month or longer-they just ain't worth a tinker's damn by then.

And then here's a notice by someone with the local ALP. The phrase "spellcheck is your friend" comes to mind:

"do you have wallnut tres in youre yard?if so and you dont want youre wallnuts we will pick theam up.the american legion post 623 is looking for wallnuts and we will pick theam up free "

Must have been posted by someone just past the stateline.

UPDATE: I reckon the "wallnut" picker-uppers must have had quite a response. They just posted this to their notice:

"were only looking in stclair,polk,henry,camtencounty,lakeozarks
area,hicry,county,crosstimbers area,bolivar area,tunas
area,fairplay,areas. thank you for all offers as we live in
climaxsprings,mo."

Ok, so now we know that they live in the area. Dang, and I was hoping I could write this off as ig'nert illiterate Arkies!
Note: At least 3 of the counties and areas mentioned are misspelled. Oy Vey!

Ranting While Rome Burns

The minute you saw the clip on the news the other day you knew...just knew they'd be going apeshit. I'm talking about the Pope and they, naturally, are the religion of peace.
This one got real ugly, real fast. I think this was the trigger. They've been packing a grudge against the Catholics since the Crusades-remember it like it was yesterday, they do, simply because that's where time pretty much stopped for them and they've been stuck there since! So the long awaited "official" jihad against Catholics and by association, Christianity in general, has probably begun.

But in the meantime, I had a float to help build.

The big parade is next Saturday. Our church's youth group always does a float. And I always get weaseled into helping build the darn thing. And once again when I was asked and I agreed to help, I asked: Do I need to bring tools? And once again I got the same answer, "Oh, No. We'll have everything we'll need."
(You know the definition of insanity, right?)
And once again, I didn't bring any tools.

Oy Vey! Right out of the gate I knew I was in trouble when I had to make the first cut on a 2x4. Our fearless leader produced a cordless circular saw, informing me that the battery had a fresh charge. Have you ever seen one of these things? It was like a hand can opener on steroids. WTH? I was skeptical. The blade wasn't any bigger than a coffee can lid. OK...whatever.
A fourth of the way in, the thing sputtered and quit. The awesome density of the pine was just too much. Further investigation showed the blade was dull as a butter knife.
OK, plan B- an antique looking miter chop saw, produced from the shed. If I can get the base swung around, it'll work. The base was rusted solid, it was permanently stuck at 45 degrees. Next!
A ridiculous wait while another power saw of some sort was located on the property.
The sun is getting higher and hotter in the sky and there is no shade anyway where this hay trailer/future float is sitting.
Ah! Joy! Another relic. Not quite as ancient as the miter saw, this circular saw has a deadman switch on it. I look the blade over, since it appears to be just a disc of rust with some flecks of steel showing through. The teeth are just about gone. Let's plug it in and give it a shot.
Nada.
Even throwing my weight against it, the poor thing couldn't cut into the wood.

In total exasperation I cried out, "A Handsaw! Do we have a handsaw here?!"
I muttered to myself while a handsaw was hunted up and tried to figure out what all else needed to be done...if we could ever get the lumber cut!
One of our teens trotted up with a fairly new looking handsaw. I got busy.
After several hearty strokes I could see I wasn't making any real progress. Yep, this one was dulled to the point of no return. I never knew you could do that to a handsaw-I got one in my shop that's 50 years old that I still use regularly.

When I heard a chainsaw fire up, I just stepped away.
One of the other adults had brought a small chainsaw. Why? Beats me. But that's how we ended up cutting the 2x4s.

By early afternoon, it was finally starting to look like something. But I was so glad to get out of there. I had never seen tools in such a deplorable state! These all belonged to our fearless youth leader's dad. I was shocked. Bill had put the fear of God into me about taking care of your tools eons ago. This total disregard was unbelieveable to me. All the cuts would have taken me less than 10 minutes with a functioning power saw. As it was we wasted over 2 hours or more trying to do the job with inadequate tools and waiting around for even more inadequate tools to be found. It made an already "don't really want to be here" day even worse. I just about broke out in a cussing fit, which really would have been a bummer, seeing how it was a church group and all.

Next time...I swear...I really mean it this time...if they tell me "Oh, don't bother with bringing any tools"-I'm gonna. For real. This has taught me a valuable lesson.

Pelosi Advocates "Nude Erection" for America

Well, that's no surprize, seeing how they're a buncha weiners, anyway.



(Huh!? Whatzat?)

Ohhhhh! A. New. Direction.



Well, that's completely different!

"Nevermind."

Oriana Fallaci Dies

ROME -- "Veteran journalist and writer Oriana Fallaci, a former war correspondent best known for her abrasive interviews and provocative stances, has died, Italian news reports said Friday. She was 76.

Fallaci, who had been diagnosed with cancer years ago, died in a Florence hospital, the Italian agencies ANSA and Apcom said. The reports said that she had been hospitalized for days.

Fallaci, a former Resistance fighter and war corespondent who was hardly seen in public, had lived in New York for years.

Her recent publications _ including the best-selling book "The Rage and The Pride," which came out weeks after the Sept. 11, 2001 _ drew accusations of inciting hatred against Muslims."




And caused Italy to bring her up on "hate speech" charges. Tsk, tsk-must'nt tick off the terrorists, that's not nice.
I haven't heard anything about her trial since this spring.
I believe it's still ongoing.

Damn, rest in peace, old gal...God knows you deserve it. They never gave you any peace when you were alive. But that's what happens when you damn the torpedoes and speak your mind, fearlessly.

Well, whaddya expect for free?

Blogger's back on the crackpipe again this morning.
Gosh, and just when we were starting to think he'd got past his problems...

Terrorist Blogs on Blogger!!!

The always watchful, always vigilant Uncle Mac has found a known terrorist cell blog right here in our midst!!
Oh, the horror! Oh, the humanity!

Better check this out before it gets pulled!
Somebody oughta call a cop!

Jim Talent's New Ad

The other day I mentioned the new ad Talent had running that echoes the the ad from Progess for America. The ad is now up on his campaign site.
"Security"
Although the script is not as dark and blunt, you can sense that this ad is inspired by the P4A ad.

In a related story, McCaskill's people are running an ad featuring an Iraq War vet talking about how he came back from Iraq with a "busted ankle and post-traumatic stress syndrome" and because of Jim Talent (and by association, all those eeeevil Republicans) it was 6 months before he could see a doctor stateside for his conditions.
That ad kinda disgusts me. Not to be flippant, but is a "busted ankle" the best they could do? I know getting an appointment set up at the V.A. can be a pain in the butt, we got our share of vets around here and I've heard the stories. But that ad just grates on me for some reason. Broken ankles and wrists are some of the most difficult bone parts to heal correctly, so if true, I know the dude was hurting and let's not even venture into the whole PTSS thing along with it. But there's just sumpin' that sets off my b.s. meter when I see that ad.

And now for something completely different...

The melding of 2 of my favorite pop culture icons,
Darth Vader and the guys from Monty Python.

Please stow all liquids away from keyboard before viewing!
"Episode III 1/2"

(Hey...wazzat an Endor speedbike in the background?)



HT: The Jawa Report (of course.)

Progress for America/ Talent Connection

Well, now it all makes sense. A few days ago when those poweful ads began to run in our area by Progress for America, I couldn't imagine why in the world they were just running here in Missouri. Got my answer this morning. Hey, I never claimed to be a real poli-sci genius. (hell, I can't even spell the full phrase...well, I could, iffin you give me a minute or two to think.) A wonkier one than me probably could have connected the dots much more quickly. But dumb, plain ol' me-it had to take a few days and some more info coming out for me to get it.

On the local news this morning, they had a sound bite from one of our local Democrat guys going off about this ad. Well, "going off" is probably too strong a phrase. See, our lefties still have some manners, being bred and raised in hillbilly-ville. We don't get the rabid, bug-eyed perpetually encensed types that one might find in the bigger metro areas. Our moonbats behave and maintain an even keel, although still, what comes out of their mouths is the usual 'crazy talk'. Might be the water. I'm even hesistant to slapped the moonbat title on them- they act mostly from what I've seen like the old school Dems of the 70's, before the new brand of Kool Aid came out. Good loud dissent, but not out and out treasonist, socialist ranting. Can't say the same for their St. Louis and Kansas City brethern- now those guys are standard issue whacked.

Anyhow, this cat was saying that these ads are tied into the heated senate race twixt our boy, Jim Talent and Claire McCaskill. That Jim intends to shift his campaign to be more in line with these ads, focusing on national security. In short, the guy said that Talent wants to scare us into voting for him for senator. And you know how they feel about that! Especially when it's not them scaring the beejeezuz out of the electorate.

OK, Point taken.

Strangely enough, shortly after that piece, what should run but a new Talent ad and sure enough, it did evoke the mood and message of the "These people want to kill us" ads, but not quite as darkly. But the connection was obvious.
This ad is so new that it's not even on Talent's site yet. I was hoping to link to it, so you could see for yourself. If and when they put it up there, I'll be sure to link it. But in the meantime, here's the current ad on the site. I'm only linking it because I found it nice and friendly...this is the Jim Talent I know. It's clearly targetted for us "hill people". Jim campaigns pretty heavily in our region. I imagine I'll be shaking his hand in about 2 weeks when he shows up for our little annual parade & festival, like he always does. As a Ozarks granny would say: "He's a nice feller."

In Memory of Jackie Sayegh Duggan

(How do you eulogize a total stranger? How can one summerize a life cut short with only a few paragraphs? It is difficult enough to write a memorial for someone you knew. In trying to find out more about the woman I was selected to memorialize, I came to discover a life that was full of zest and love. I hope I can do her memory justice here.
-- L.A.M. )


Jackie would always say she was "on top of the world". And she meant that in a literal way. She was the Catering Sales Manager at Windows on the World, the famed stylish restaurant that was atop WTC 1. Contrary to common belief, the restaurant was not right at the very top, but rather a few floors down from the 110th. It was on the 107th floor with additional banquet rooms on the 106th. The very top floors were for broadcasting equipment and maintenance rooms for local t.v. and radio stations, as witnessed by the huge landmark antennae tower that graced the roof and distinguished it from its' sister skyscraper.

No doubt Jackie felt that she had "arrived", landing such a plum job at the most famous and renown restaurants in the world. What an opportunity! Her job included event planning. In other words, she made dreams come true, she created memories, she made people happy. Wedding receptions, anniversaries, birthdays, bar mitzvahs, what ever the occasion-she was the go-to gal for those who wished to hold their party at the address in Lower Manhattan. Catering and event planning means having an eye for detail and being truly a people person. You had to know how to speak to frazzled brides to be and their parents, you had to be diplomatic, you had to be able to know when to push and when to hold your tongue. Balancing budgets, staff schedules, event menus, the devil was in the details, but she was the angel who could conquer them. Not everyone was cut out for such a job. From what I have been able to learn, Jackie excelled at her work. Everyone who had done business with her just loved her and whatever occasion she had made happen for them was a wonderful experience. From dull routine business seminar lunches to splashy, elaborate receptions or elegant dinners, she took good care of her clients.

She had previous experience in the restaurant field prior to becoming catering manager. She and her brother ran a restaurant, Kalio. She had also worked for the Hilton Hotels in catering prior to landing the gig at Windows on the World. She had a natural gift for entertaining and making people feel at ease. She was probably one of those people that is said 'they never knew a stranger.'

From what I have been able to learn, she had just recently wed. Just yet another layer of sadness heaped upon that day. Here was a life, at it's best- an enviable career, a vast network of friends, a loving family, a new marriage...the future was wide open. Jackie was only 34 on that day, her birthday only a couple of months past. The photo of her that is at the top of this memorial is haunting. You can see the determination and love of life in her eyes. You get the sense that this woman could easily become a good and trusted friend. And probably knew quite a few really good jokes. Spirited. Yes, that's a good word to describe it. Bet she was a heck of a cook, too.

On the morning of September 11th, 2001 Jackie was at work. That morning there was to be a business breakfast for a consulting firm, Risk Waters Group. About 114 people were said to be attending. The breakfast was to start at 8:30 that morning. Chances are Jackie was there early to make sure all the i's were dotted and things were set. She probably was checking over her planning books and calendars and preparing to make her call-backs for the day. Maybe some good natured joking around with her staff, a little gossip.

Just another day on top of the world.

Water pitchers being filled in the banquet room, staff scurrying about making sure the napkins and serviceware was just so. The kitchens a flurry of activity as muffins and rolls were being pulled out of the ovens, omelets were being prepared. Probably some of the business folk had already arrived for their breakfast, schmoozing and making small talk, having coffee. On such a bright and beautiful early fall day, with nary a cloud in the sky to mar that spectacular view from the 107th floor, no one could imagine how it all could go so horribly, tragically, unspeakably, unimaginably wrong.

The plane slammed into WTC 1 that morning between the 94th and 98th floors. It completely severed the emergency stairways and took out all the elevators. Anyone above those floors had no way out. No escape. We'll never know what transpired with those people in the upper floors. We would like to think there might have been moments of heroics, nobility, graciousness, selflessness. We would like to think that there wasn't mass panic. But human nature being what it is, we know that all those souls were very frightened, whether they showed it outwardly or not and knowing that there was no way to escape, made their peace with the Almighty as each one saw fit.

Jackie was one of the 80 staff on hand at Windows on the World that morning.

Their remains have never been found.


To honor her memory, her family has established The Jackie Sayegh Duggan Charitable Foundation. The following is from their website.

"The Jackie Sayegh Duggan Charitable Foundation was founded in December 2001, soon after the horror of the September 11th terrorist attack on our nation. We honor Jackie Sayegh Duggan—wife, daughter, sister and friend. That day, as Jackie would say, she was “on top of the world” as a Catering Sales Manager at Windows on the World in the World Trade Center’s Tower One.

This not-for-profit Foundation was created in the aftermath of her loss as those who knew her fought to come to terms with such a devastating tragedy. We all remember Jackie’s giving heart, beautiful spirit and great sense of determination. Her deep love for family and friends and joy of life showed in her every smile.

It is the goal of our organization, with your support, to perpetuate Jackie’s memory by helping children develop their potential, achieve their goals and become successful adults and proud Americans. It is Jackie’s spirit that we hope to instill in them."


On the site there is a guestbook. Here are some excerpts from it, from friends and family of Jackie.

"As I read the entries about Jackie-you can really tell how many people she really touched. She truly was one of those people that anyone would be so fortunate to have met her. In her presence, you felt her warmth and her kindness.

I met Jackie when she worked at the Hilton three years ago. I feel like I have known her all my life. The minute I met her, I knew we would be great friends. I miss her so much and think about her every day.

She was a type of friend that always, and I mean you ALWAYS could count on. She never missed a birthday. I remember this one birthday of mine-she didn't really feel well but showed up anyway with all this food at my party. I was so grateful.

Jackie was truly special and I shall never forget her. My heart goes out to all her family and friends because to have known her was to love her."
Dawn Wilson

"On the radio just now, I heard one of the jazz songs that would play during those wonderful evenings at Kalio, and I smiled. I think of you each day, and as I do, no matter where I am, the day becomes brighter. I would like to join your family and friends in toasting your birthday--and in celebrating your Life and all the beautiful ways you continue to touch the world. I love you, Jackie, and from the bottom of my heart I thank you for our friendship. Shine on, dear one!

May God's blessing embrace you and look after your loved ones, always--"
In love and gratitude,
Zach Zito

July 25, 2003

Happy Birthday in Heaven, Jackie. You are and never will be forgotten. I spoke with Cousins' Sue and Julie today, and we all miss you terribly. Like you, Jules is now a party organizer, and she is helping me plan my wedding. In your memory, Julie's son Jack will be part of my bridal party. Please know that we all love you, and "The Cousins' Club" will live on forever in our hearts.
Love and Peace,
Cousin Debbie

Jackie,
You were planning a sales seminar for my company with me, to be held at Thanksgiving time. I thought you had the most fabulous job in the world, being on top of the Trade Center. I could only imagine the people you had met through your career at Windows on the World. We were so looking forward to being in the city when it was decorated for the holidays. And then...the most unthinkable thing happened. I discovered that you were at work that day, from one of your co-workers when she followed up to refund our deposit. I can only imagine the feelings you and your coworkers must have gone through that morning. I know that you are in a peaceful place now and I send you and your family and friends my prayers for continued healing and peace. Thank you for the privilige of having known you even for just a short time. Your memory will be in my heart forever...
Carolyn Crawford, Atlanta, GA


And now that I've gotten to know a bit about you, Jackie, your memory will be with me, as well.


(This memorial is part of "Project 2996". A complete list of memorials and participating weblogs can be seen here.)

The Day Before the World Ended

Tomarrow the space here will be for someone else. Someone I never knew or met. Someone who died at the hands of madmen on that morning five years ago. It will be my only post tomarrow, so today I'm going to give my "where were you?" story.

On September 10th, 2001 our little family was still intact. My husband, probably filled with a premonition of his own impending doom had decided to fly to Detroit to visit his brothers for a few days. We didn't know it at the time but he had only almost exactly five months left.

So on that Tuesday morning we all awoke bright and early in order to get to the St. Louis airport in time for his noontime flight. It was a four hour drive to the airport. The trip was uneventful, aside from frequent bathroom stops for our younguns. They were playing 'hooky' from school that day, with our blessing, so we could all see Daddy off.

We got there with an hour to spare. I parked in Short Term.
We all blew through Security with no problem. I tossed my purse and keys into the tray to be X-rayed without a thought (this would later be eerily prophetic, as I will tell in a bit). Hubby's carry-on got an obligatory 8 second pause, lean in and squint bit from the worker operating the scanner. My younguns passed through the metal detector. We, too, filed through without a beep.
All of us, as a family, strolled to the departure gate. Just another day in a big city airport. It was packed full, people all doing much the same thing as us-seeing friends and family off at the departure gates or welcoming them at their arrival gate. We could never imagine that this would be the last time we would be able to do this.

Soon after we got to the gate they began boarding. There were the usual hugs and kisses and we lingered until he made the turn in the jetway, pausing to turn around and give us a wave.

Anyway, the younguns and I made the long drive home, again , uneventful or at least as uneventful as a trip with young kids can be. The rest of the evening, I really don't recall. Probably because it was so patently normal and routine. I do remember Bill calling me that evening to let me know he got to Detroit alright and he was at his baby brothers. The usual prodigal son type celebration was being held in his honor.

The next morning I got the younguns up and off to school. About 7:30 a.m., central time I fired up the computer and logged in to a liver disease chat room where I regularly went to talk to other caregivers and those who were ill with bunk livers and awaiting transplants. It kept me sane. I was pretty isolated out here in the hills and it was nice to "talk" to others who knew exactly where I was coming from.

The TV was on in the other room, the Today show was yammering away. I was working on my 3rd cup of coffee. Someone had just typed me wanting to know what genotype my hubby's Hep C was and what "his numbers" were, meaning his bloodwork and liver chemistry...just typical stuff on that forum. I was typing a reply when I heard Matt Laurer saying something about a plane hitting one of the World Trade Center towers.
I quickly signed off: "BRB, guys...a plane just hit the WTC in NY...gotta go see what's up"

I never got back to the forum.

Like everyone else that day, time stood still, we were frozen, watching the horror unfurl in real time and being totally and completely helpless to stop it. It just wasn't real...we didn't want it to be real...and yet it was.
When the second plane plowed into the south tower I completely freaked out...I suddenly felt very afraid, very vunerable...scared. This was bad-very bad. Scarey,end of the world type bad craziness. I needed to talk to someone. I called my brother in law in Detroit, hoping my husband was up. Amazingly, I got lucky and got a line that wasn't jammed solid,yet. The call went right through.
He answered the phone. I heard his voice and began babbling like a damn fool-
"Ohmygod,ohmygod honey, turn on the TV NOW! Ohmygod...what the hell is happening??!!Ohmygod...."
I was near tears.
He flipped on the TV. There was a pause on the line.
"Muthaf**ker..." was all he could say.

I stepped outside with the phone and sat on the porch, I couldn't bear to watch what was going on. I could hear him hollar for his brother and his wife "Lookit this shit! Check it out...what the f*ck, man?! What the hell is going on?...Yeah, that's in New York, f*ckin' Trade Center, man. What the f*ck?..."

I think that pretty much summed up that day, in a most typical all American vulgarity: What The F*ck?!

The conversation got very erratic, both of us had our focus elsewhere. I could hear the tv going in the background there. It was on a different network than mine,and I could still hear the tv from the porch so that added to the weirdness.But just being connected by a phoneline was very comforting. He speculated that this could become very bad and that he might not be able to get home when planned. Then he insisted that I go get the kids from school.
I argued that we, being in the middle of nowhere, were pretty safe. Whoever's doing this are going for major US cities. I'm not worried for them. Best not be upsetting them. They'll be fine at school.
He countered that now nobody could be sure of anything-"Go get the girls."
In my gut, I knew he had a good point, but in typical good wife fashion, I wasn't going to give him that.
My mommy sense was telling me they'd be alright.

I don't remember how long we were on the phone or how the call ended. I remember the morning sun streaming through the pine trees and warming my arms, it was the start of a bright and cloudless day...just like it was in New York and I remembered thinking how many others would never feel the warmth of the sun again.
And no, I didn't go fetch the kids. Although I learned later some parents had.
When the bus dropped them off, I kept the tv off. (but I did have it on, muted in the bedroom.) By that afternoon the carnage that had began that morning had ended. Now all we could do was dust off, mourn and get to figuring out what the hell had happened.
I tried to keep normal as I could. But the kids had heard stuff at school. So we talked. This was one night when they really wanted their Daddy. Me too.
My God, so many kids out there who no longer had a Daddy...or Mommy. Unreal.

Anyway, the next few days were a blur. Air travel was at a stand still. My husbands flight was scheduled for the morning of the 14th. We played it by ear. As luck would have it the airlines were finally getting it back together, but my...what a difference that return trip would be!

The traffic into STL was at a crawl. As I slowly inched towards the entry there were flashing signs advising us that we could no longer use short term parking, we would have to pick up our people from the lower level of the parking garage(?). They weren't even allowing any cars to get near the terminal-goodbye to the white zone. I could see armed SWAT-like guys posted atop any elevation, the parking garage, the roof of the terminal, any place that afforded a clear overview of the area. SLPD and airport security cars was everywhere. It was very spooky and unsettling. It took several passes before I finally spotted Bill. The flight had left him wore out and aggravated. It probably would have tried the patience of a healthy person, but in his weakened state any delay, any hassel would have seemed 10 times worse than it was.
But he was glad to get home, very glad.

Once home that evening, for some reason I had to find something in my purse-I don't even recall what it was, but it was one of those things where, in shear aggravation, you just dump everything out on the bed.

A chill ran over me.

There amongst the checkbooks, the wallet, hairbrush, numerous pens, lipstick and grocery store receipts was my husband's razor knife. A neighbor had borrowed it earlier last week and had returned it the Friday before the 11th. Since they had met me in our driveway just as I was fixing to leave that day, I had just put it in my purse and never gave it another thought. It had been in my purse the whole time.

Even when we had gone through security at the airport that day.

By that time it had been reported that the hijackers had took over the planes brandishing what the media called 'box cutters'. 'Round these parts we call them razor knives.
Just damn creepy.

"These People Want To Kill Us."

Christ on a crutch! These ads, by Progress for America, have started running today in my fair state of Missouri. It was in heavy rotation this morning during the local (Springfield) news. It's a real whack upside the head!

Naturally, I had to check out their site. Here's the news release:

WASHINGTON - Progress for America (PFA) today began an issue advocacy effort that includes television advertising on national cable and on broadcast in Missouri, placing a sharp focus on the War on Terror. The first flight of ads began today and runs through next week.

"In the 1990s we reacted to terror, and re-actions are what led us to the horrific tragedies of 9/11. We must fight terrorists abroad so we don't have to face them at home," said David Beamer, father of flight 93 hero, Todd Beamer. "The will to fight and win the War on Terror will help ensure my son is one of the last people to die in a terrorist attack, instead of one of the first."

The ad seeks to remind Americans of why the U.S. and its allies are fighting the war on terror. "Many seem to have forgotten the evil that happened only five years ago," the ad plays. It then chillingly runs through a list of the attacks terrorists have launched against the U.S. with bold images that take the viewer back to the time of the terrifying events. The ad links those events over the last decade to the efforts to kill and capture terrorists still threatening the U.S. The ad closes with, "the War on Terror is a war for our country's freedom, security and survival."

The video can be seen on their homepage (and there's links for downloading) at:
http://progressforamerica.org/index.shtml

For you unfortunate troglodytes still on dial-up, here's the script...but really, please take the time to download this sucker! (Actually, it loaded up quite quickly for me at their homepage.)

These people want to kill us.

Whether called Al-Qaeda, Islamic Jihad, Hezbollah,

They're terrorists who want to kill everyone who don't submit to their extreme ideology...

...submit to a system where women have no rights, where innocent civilians are political pawns.

Many seem to have forgotten the evil that happened only five years ago.

They would cut and run in the Middle East, leaving Al-Qaeda to attack us again.

Many times before 9/11, Al-Qaeda attacked America, and we took little action.

The first World Trade Center bombing...

Our embassies

The USS Cole

But after 9/11, we struck back, destroying Al-Qaeda terrorists in Afghanistan and Iraq.

Terrorists like Zarqawi who want to kill us.

Now, we have narrowly escaped "another 9/11,"

...using proven surveillance that some would stop.

The War on Terror is a war for our country's freedom, security and survival.



This one is guaran-gawdam-teed to get the pantspissers up in arms screaming "Fear Mongerers!!" But in all honesty, it's about time SOMEBODY started calling a spade a spade. I applaude the 'nads of these people...it's a well done ad, by the way.
Just. Friggin'. Powerful.

Well, Isn't This Special?

Azzam ("Don't Call Me Adam") Gadahn has been indicted on terrorism charges, they might throw in treason too, just for fun.

First comes terror
Then comes treason,
There goes Adam to Git'mo prison.

(ok, so my rhyming sucks-so sue me.)

Wishful thinking...I really doubt they'll reel in A/V Boy any time soon.

Enid, hold off on that Superior Dance just yet...but you can wail on the organ keyboard for awhile.

HT: LGF

And in a related vein, you gotta check out what Mrs. R at Wuzzadem has been up to! (good digital artwork...who knew?)
"Cultures of Mass Destruction"

My Concept of Which Scene Got Cut from "Path to 9/11"

(Our POV is through a snipers scope. We see Osama strolling across the grounds of the compound in the crosshairs.)

Sniper guy: We have target in sight. Comfirm -Go or No go?

Cut to darkened room with 2 uptight standard issue white house/CIA suits listening to the transmission. A geeky little wonk lurks in the background, shuffling papers. (Stuart)

CIA Cat #1: Go or No go?

CIA Cat # 2: We gotta ask the boss. Notify the President. NOW!

CIA Cat #1: (picks up the hotline and punches a single number, waits.)

CIA Cat # 1 : He's not answering the private line! Stuart! Go notify the President! We need a verbal from him. NOW!

(Stuart drops his stack of papers and sprints off)

(Cut to Oval Office, it appears empty but we hear giggling and low mummering emiting from under the desk. Phone on desk is blinking and ringing. There is a knock on the door.)

President: Huh?! Hell! who's here?!! (more female gigling) Whaddya want?!

Stuart(from behind door): Excuse me, Mr. President, but it's the boys downstairs...uh, we have the target in sight. We need a Go or No go verbal comfirmation from you. It's urgent.

President: Ahhhhh Dammit! Hey buddy, don't come in here, I'm... uh, getting my trousers altered right now! OK?...Uh tell 'em, tell 'um....uhhhhhhhhhh.....uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...hmmmmmmmmmmm. AW! Owwwwwwww....
No Baby!... (under his breath) dammit, honey I said No teeth!

Stuart: No go...affirmative, sir. Thank You! (Stuart sprints down the hall)


(Ok, so maybe the dialogue and protocol ain't all that accurate-cut me some slack...I'm just a dumb girl f'crying out loud!)

It IS Neutered Aggression!

I thought the Shehag Craze-O-Meter was been pegging out as of late. It's all becoming clear now.
She's got a book coming out in about 2 weeks.

Jeez, Cindy why didn't ya make the release date the 11th? That would have been more in line with your schtick. Why wait a week? It's a dumb anniversary anyway right? Besides, it's marked as Patriot's Day on most calendars now- that oughta chap your butt to no end.

Anyway, what I really wanted to point out was that in this book she unloads on her own kind...big time. Anderson Cooper, Kerry and even *gasp* Hillary are her fantasy hit list of people she be hatin' big time.

Pot. Kettle. Black.

I love it when they feed on their own. What's the prob, girly? They ain't extreme enough for ya?

But the most outrageous bombshell is her secret desire to go back in time and MURDER the infant George W. Bush!!
WTF?
Doesn't she realize she owes her whole gawdam carreer as a loon activist to that man?
(yes, I'm being sarcastic.)
Without Dubya, she would be a nobody. And I wouldn't even be wasting bandwidth right now ranting about her.

Crazy Cindy 24/7 here!

Local Story Goes National, (happy ending, sorta)

Yesterday I had the radio on here and during the top of the hour national news I heard a story about a little girl and her mom in Missouri who had been thrown off a bridge and left to drown. I didn't really pay that much attention, (other than to inwardly curse the bastard who would do such a thing and hope that the folks would be alright), since they said it happened in McDaniel county and I honestly had never heard of such a county in Missouri.They also said the bridge spanned Green Lake. I'd never heard of a lake named Green, but around this state there was a good chance a lake somewhere would be called that. So my attention drifted.

Imagine my surprize later when watching the local news that this near tradegy had happen just about in my backyard! A.P. had got it all bassackwards!
It was Greene county, as in just up the road from here and the lake was McDaniels !
Needless to say, this was the story for the day for the local media. Crazy crap like this just doesn't happen 'round chere.

Apparently, for whatever psychotic reason, the little girls step-dad abducted her from the sitters in the wee hours of the morning while Mom was at work. (The couple was in the midst of a divorce or separation, it had been said.)
He then drove to McDaniels lake just on the outskirts of Springfield, stopped the car on the bridge and tossed his step daughter (all of 5 years old!) into the lake. It's almost a 2 storey drop from the bridge to the water. Just for good measure, he then dropped a weighted tire on her as she bobbed helplessly in the water.

Luckily for the little girl, a trio of guys were fishing nearby and heard the commotion. They got to the bridge just in time to confront the whackjob (and get enough info-make of car, license plate number) and pulled the little girl out of the water. Due to some confusion with the little girls story (which is understandable, afterall, she was only 5 and had just gone through the scare of her life!) law enforcement searched the lake for the mom. But mom showed up at the sherrif's office shortly after when she found out her youngun had been taken.

The cops, thanks to the fisherguys, tracked step-dad of the year back to his house and then a stand off ensued. They finally took him into custody by 6 pm last night.
The bummer of all this, aside from the fact that it happen to begin with, is that Child Protective Services is not letting the mom even see her kid! They claim S.O.P.-which it probably is. But I think after something like that they at least owe the mom and daughter one comforting hug in the hospital before they boot mom out of the room! As a mom, I know I would be raising holy hell to see my kid after something horrible like that and I know the little girl is probably crying for her Ma, too.

Here's the A.P. print story about this, they corrected for intial mistakes, but still inaccurate.
Local media coverage here
and here(CPS won't let Mom see child) and here (the fisherguys story of events-said they reckon God had them there for a purpose, since they originally hadn't planned on going to that lake.)

Peace Icon on the Mend? Or Just Neutered Aggression?

Madam Shehag grants an interview to Bill Whitaker of the Waco Tribune-Herald, where she illuminates us about her struggles as of late.
Like f'instance...she had no idea a hysterectomy would be so painful and knock your body for such a loop, how her son was against the war, but went out of a sense of duty (???), muses about the future of Camp Casey, comments about her latest fashion statement (hurl alert) and drops names. Oh and let's not forget all those vital socialist talking points!

Somebody call a Waaaambulance!

Iran Claims AIDS Research Breakthrough

Via UP

TEHRAN, Sept. 6 (UPI) -- Iran's Ministry of Health claimed to have made a medical breakthrough with a formula to control symptoms of AIDS.

The state-controlled IRNA news agency quoted an unidentified ministry employee as saying, "The research studies to find out a formula to cure AIDS was initiated during the tenure of two former health ministers and have led to useful results."...

Hmmmmm, let's see... Would be something like this?



Cranes: Essential item in any sharia medical kit!

Mighty Marine Mouse!

I'd like to thank Enid for filling in for me yesterday.
She's such a dear. She even tidied up some here at the house afterwards. Although she left me a cryptic note:

"Dear WTR,
If idle hands are the devil's workshop,
then what you have here is a factory!"

Gee, I love you too, Enid.
(*pfffffft!*)
Jeez, see if I ask you to fill in again! And you can just forget about Wednesday Bible study, too!


I have a jarhead neighbor and this morning they sent me this photo.
This is the result of sooper top sekrit medical research they have done with lab mice, by injecting trace amounts of DNA donated by Marines into the mice to see if it improves their problem solving skills.
I think the photo speaks for itself:



Oooooo-Rah, y'all!

And one more for the road:




I may have been raised Navy, but I love our jarheads!

Labor Day Guest Blogger

Even though it's just another Monday here at the Laughing Dog Ranch, I've decided to take the day off. Today's post will be handled by Enid Strict, known to everyone as the Church Lady.


Well, thank you, WTR...
Today on “Church Chat” we have a guest who just thinks he’s oh so special and the news people have been just all a twitter about him and his friend. You might have seen them-they showed a little home movie they made recently allllll over the world! We asked him to try and explain this further-this “Invitation to Islam” thingy.
So,please give a nice superior Church Chat welcome to our guest...Adam Gadahn!


It is Azzam, you batty, festering, old infidel! Get it right, you fool...
AZZAM! My true name is AZZAM! Don't insult me by using that other name.


Well alrighty. Tell me, Adam, do you kiss your mom with that mouth?

Oh, never mind that- now, tell us why you thought you had to make this little movie with your friend?


Church Lady, It is imperative that you and your kind in America wake up and smell the coffee. Your TV evangelists, you drivers of SUVs, you users of cell phones- all of America must awaken and embrace the one true religion, that of Islam. Our video is an invitation for you, the unclean infidels to join us in the one true light, to be free of the slavery that your leaders, your Bushes, your Blairs have entrapped you in. It is a call for your soldiers to cease their killing of innocents and rise up against their masters and embrace the love of Allah. If you do not, you will not pass Go, you will not collect 200 dollars-the devil will make meatballs from your bodies in HELL!
We are a peaceful people. You should not make war against us. And we will kill anyone who says otherwise.


Hmmm…I think someone is just a bit full of themselves.

So tell me, Adam…or Azzam…or whatever your little pretend name is,
Why should anyone listen to you? Is anyone listening to you?


Because, Allah is the one true God. Not your stupid Christian god. You all are stumbling blindly in darkness. You are enslaved by your lust for material things.
Allah is the all encompassing light. Many of your Americans have come to this correct conclusion- Seymour Hersh for one. He is a true and good soldier for Allah. I read 'em all the time. A great man. Full of wisdom, unlike those heathen dogs like Spencer and all those stupid bloggers that openly mock the one true religion and spread their satanic lies. The New York Times is the only thing fit to read in your America-it is the documenter of truth.



“Hey!Leave me out of this, Towelboy!”


Sy, wait your turn! We’ll get to you.

So, Adam…did you and your little friend in the video both decide to wear matching outfits or was that just accidental?

You know, I understand that you were once a nice, little boy from Riverside, California. Marv? Put up that old picture, wouldja?




Y’know, in my nieces high school yearbook there's a fellow that looks just like that! Except she tells me he used to hang out behind the handball court and smoke “doobies” all day long.

Did you smoke a lot of “doobies” in high school, Adam?


Azzam! My name is now Azzam, you crazy slobbering hag!
Get it right. Do not address me as Adam. Adam the ignorant infidel is dead! He is dead to me! Do not mock me…do not mock Islam!
Convert now, embrace the light you ignorant fools. This is your only chance. You will burn in Hell forever if you do not!


Hmmmm, well…aren’t you special, Adam? Let’s see, you think we should all forsake our Lord, Jesus Christ, renounce our beliefs in a God of love and mercy, give up all the trappings of western society and revert to a 7th century mindset
where women get their naughty bits cut off and then have to live wrapped in a trash bag for the rest of their lives and the men never shave. A religion that claims that it is the one true religion and everyone else who doesn’t believe will be beheaded or killed if they don’t convert. A faith that revels in death and destruction. A religion that likes to twist words from scripture to suit their evil purposes... Seems to me, Adam, I’ve heard of your god before…it is said he is the father of lies, he is a destroying angel disguised as “light”-just like that light you keep talking about, Adam…hmmm, let me see…his name is right on the tip of my tongue…hmmm, I dunno... let me seee…could it be...




Ok, that’s all we need to hear from you little Adam…now go…scoot…go on. Don’t forget to leave your towel and robe at the door on the way out…Housekeeping needs them back.


Church Lady…This is your last chance…embrace Islam and I give my word that you will not be the first to be beheaded when our people and Islam rule the world.




Wellll…isn’t that special?

Oh by the way, Adam…have you sent a postcard to your folks lately? I hear they’re just worried sick about you.

It's Just Screaming : "Fisk me!"

A transcript of A/V Boy's little come to allah rant is now up at Laura Mansfield's site.
Some typos, but hey, that happens with transcriptions.

I'd love to rip this a new one, paragraph by paragraph, but honestly I just don't have the strength. Anyone?

A/V Boy did give a brief history lesson about those who oppose Islam :

"...Indeed, one of the most dedicated and severest enemies of the Muslims was nicknamed Abu Jahel, father of ignorance, What was true for the unbelievers of yesterday holds true for the so-called enlightened unbelievers of our time. I can’t forget the day, as I was praying a prescribed prayer with one of the brothers in a shopping center parking lot in suburban America. A man sped by in his sports utility vehicle shouting from his open window “Worship Jesus, your Lord”.

His gas guzzler, cell phone, and college diploma nothwithstanding, one couldn’t help but be reminded of Abu Jahel in the seventh century, abusing the Prophet while he prayed because he worshipped the God alone, and rejected the other idols of the Arabs. And who cannot see in the desecration of the copies of the Qu’ran, parodying of the prophet, and the torture and humiliation of the Muslims echoes of the crimes and atrocities of Abu Jahel and his followers."

Man, I think I just got me a new login name! Thanks, A/V Boy!

Or maybe we could get a new 'roll going- call it "The League of Abu Jahel".

(OK, so this Abu cat was an idol worshipping Arab...but he thought Mo was a big fat fraud, so that makes him O.K. in my book! Plus, it is hinted that he was kin to the *profit*-that makes it even more delicious. "Yep, I always did say there wurn't sumpin' right wit' dat dare boy!")

RSVP, ASAP or you're D.E.A.D.

If you were like me and your invite to Islam got lost in the mail by those infidel dogs at the Postal Service, don't worry- Mrs R. (Wuzzadem's way better half) got hers... in spades!
But now the real question is Sunni or Shi'ite?
Decisions, Decisions!
And what do you wear? Do heels work with a burq?