Friday, December 09, 2005

Crying Like A Bitch (or, What Would Tommi Do?)


Some people have no pride. No guts. No game.

Here's the Dukester. So he has some good friends who take care of him, and, naturally, friends return favors. What's so bad about that? Isn't that what friendship is all about? So he likes nice things. Who doesn't? I like nice things myself. Sue me.

So a bunch of 'soak the rich' liberal commie moonbats get their frilly pink panties in a twist - about what? That the Dukester is a swell guy and a loyal friend, and maybe has a little sump'n-sump'n to show for it? A little bling-bling? They're just jealous that they don't have nice friends, so they have to attack the people who do.

Really, 'corruption' is such an ugly word, don't you think?

Oh, sure, last summer he sounded like a stand-up guy
, giving as good as he got. He swore up and down (a regular thing with him, the swearing) that he was completely innocent and would be vindicated, that he had never ever done anything that was not honest and aboveboard, that his whole life was one big shining example of sanctimonious righteousness. That he would fight those base and baseless charges to the bitter end.

Turns out, though, that when the 'bitter end' came along, he cried like a bitch. Like he just got pimp-slapped, clutching at his reddened, tear-stained cheek in horror and shame. What kind of man is that? No kind, if you ask me. A girly-man. A weak sister.

Now, Tommi - he's a man. You won't catch my Tommi blubbering like a baby who's peed his diaper. Never complain, never explain.

Tommi knows that you never, never, never admit wrongdoing of any kind, ever. Just attack back. The best defense is a great offense. Hold your head high. Smile when you say that, son. Show those pearly whites. It's worked like a charm so far. You wait, he'll be back as Majority Leader in no time, while the Dukester is filling up his dance card up to the Big House.

Standing Behind Tommi!


We here in Hooterville luv Tom DeLay so much, we have collaborated with Blue Gal and Helen Wheels on a site entirely dedicated to him: I Love Tom DeLay!

Here's my latest cross-post for those of you who, like me, just can't get enough of that Tommi stuff!

So much for those fair-weather nay-sayers.

I'm not the only one sticking by Tommi in his hour of need. None other than 'Swingin' Dick Cheney has stood up for friendship, loyalty and reciprocity! He showed serious love to our embattled Tommi by headlining a lovely, lavish fundraiser in Houston last Monday night, telling a rapt, upscale audience that he was "no fair-weather friend". At least that's what I heard from a little mouse, because no pesky, unfriendly Liberal Media were allowed into this swanky soirée, and neither were the annoying, screechy 'professional' protesters milling around outside, whining and holding up their stupid little signs. As if Tommi or Dick or anyone else inside gave a hamster's heinie about what those sore losers think. Veterans? Commie peaceniks? Everyone knows they don't count anyway. It's the folks inside, the ones paying $500 to $4,200 to attend this glamorous gala event, who matter. And they are the ones showing love, support and major simoleons to our darling Tommi.

(To be brutally honest, I think that Dick Cheney was hoping some of Tommi's powerful mojo would rub off on him - with a 19% approval rating, he needs to be seen with someone more popular than he is. Tommi just gives and gives and gives!)

Speaking of giving, lest you think that conservatives are not compassionate, let me tell you this little tid-bit. Conservatives are all about the love, no matter who gives it. Magnanimously, they allowed a feminazi protester from Code Pinko into the party - for only $50! Talk about your Big Tent Sale!

(thanks to Blue Gal for the original pic)

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Remiss

Lately, the quality (or at least quantity) of this blog has been suffering because I have been, as we say in the South, as busy as a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest. My new almost-full-time teaching job, in addition to my houseful of kids and gigs, etc., has made it difficult to find the time it takes me to write anything decent or Photoshop. I'm not giving up the ship, but I hope you all will be patient while I try to get used to my busier schedule. I hate having a half-assed blog. Apologies all round.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Bush Hand Turkeys™, From The Princess


As you know, I usually do my own cartoons, but I must share this gem, courtesy of my idol Princess Sparkle Pony. I love the Bush Hand Turkeys™! Who knew that turkeys (birds who will eat until their stomachs explode; birds who will pile on top of one another until they suffocate) were smarter than our very own Commander-in-Thief?

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Rejectionists!

I got it! The new buzzword - you heard it here in Hooterville first, folks! Yes, 'rejectionists'! That means anyone who objects to having American authority shoved down their throat at gunpoint.

Remember - you heard it here first!

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Dare To Discipline! (apologies for reposting)

With all of the noise about liberals 'hating our country' because we dare to criticize, not America, but the thugs who have hijacked it - I thought it worthwhile to repost something I wrote last summer about the parallels between being a parent and being a patriot.

As I've mentioned, I'm a mom, raising four kids. I know a lot of you out there are parents or pet owners (yes, it applies there too!). Now, which is the better parent - the one who says, "My little darling is just perfect! He can do whatever he wants!" as Little Darling pulls the wings off flies, bullies other kids on the playground, steals their toys, lies, and disrespects others, or the one who corrects Little Darling's behavior?

Most people would not dream of allowing their children to grow up cruel and selfish. Children are born selfish by nature as a survival instinct, but it's a parent's job to teach the child to get along with others, to share, to wait their turn, to put themselves in other people's shoes, to respect others. That makes for a happy, well-adjusted child who has friends, who does well in school, and later on does well in life. To not give a child limits is to neglect and abuse them. We even treat our animals with more kindness by training them.

If a kid eats too much candy he gets sick. If he isn't given nutritious food, he becomes weak and sickly. If he isn't given chores and responsibilities, he doesn't understand how to take care of himself. If he's given every toy or thing he demands, he will not understand the meaning of money. He'll be spoiled, greedy and what's more, unhappy and dissatisfied without knowing why.

I see our relationship with our country that way. To say "America's perfect and if you criticize it you're unpatriotic" does our great country a huge disservice. Nobody wants America to be a spoiled bully, but if we do not discipline her, that's what happens. I love my country too much to do that.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

FYI

Anyone interested in some history about the Bush family might want to check out Webster G. Tarpley's exhaustively-researched book about Poppy and the Bush family, going back to Samuel Bush, Prescott's dad. Very interesting reading. I bought the book, but you can also read it online at that site.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Shameless Band Gratitude

We had a very good night last night at Cozy's. Thanks, everyone, who clicked through to our site - we got a nice little spike!

Happy Thanksgiving

I slept in this morning, so I'm going to rely on my friends for my T-Day post humor. The Fat Lady Sings has a link to a very cute Thanksgiving song, so I will direct you there. Click on the 'click here'.

Also, Old White Lady has a cool cartoon up for T-Day!

Wishing everyone a great Thanksgiving. I'm taking a 24-hour reprieve from Food Prison (a.k.a. my diet) and enjoying absolutely everything. I'm grateful for so much in my life, and even in the face of the tragedies ongoing in this country and the world, it seems right to take a moment for gratitude. My little daughter is sitting by me, drawing a Thanksgiving picture and singing "The More We Get Together, The Happier We'll Be".

Sounds about right to me.

Happy Thanksgiving, friends.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Shameless Band Self-Promotion, Part II

Good news! We've been held over at Cozy's! We will be there every Wednesday night through December. Hopefully we'll be able to make it a long-term thing, as it's a great place to bring people to listen to us. Kenny Wayne Shepherd's manager was in last week, as was James Brown's bass player, an old friend who sat in with us (there are a few select gentlemen who are permitted onstage with us ;-)...

Once again we'd like to extend the invitation to any local bloggers reading this to come out and see us tonight, or any Wednesday between now and New Year's. We play for the door, but if 5 bucks is an issue (sometimes it is with me!), e-mail me and I'll put you on the list.

And if you can't make it but want to show love, please go to our website and click on the "Cozy's" link - it makes us look very good to the club owner! Pass it on if you're so inclined.

God, I am such a pathetic beggar...

Anyhow, the band is tons of fun and babe-a-licious - ladies, we're the perfect band for a 'Girl's Night Out' - and we guarantee a good time for all.

Update: New music on the site! Go to 'Hear Us' and click on the nifty little Wimpy player, made by yours truly. (That's me singing on Bad Dream)

We now return to our regularly-scheduled bitch-fest.

P.S. - I just realized I didn't put a link up to the site (duh!) although the music player goes there...

Some Like It Hot

Monday, November 21, 2005

More Cool Blogs!

Take a peek at three of my new favorite blogs - The Heretik, the Republic of T., and Inflatable Dartboard...fine-looking, strong and unique.

More Anniversaries and Props

I would be sadly remiss if I did not give mad props to Mr. M over at Comments From Left Field, who I consider to be my 'blogfather' (for whatever that's worth). His earlier blog "Left of Center" was the first political blog I read and commented on, and it inspired me to start my own. He has also subsequently invited me to cartoon on both the late lamented 'Unpaid Punditry Corps' and Goose3five's 'Comments From Left Field', and always been very encouraging to me. If you look back at my archives, you'll see that after my first month blogging, I wrote nothing until the following March. Mr. M's gently constructive criticism gave me the impetus to try to be a more consistent writer and cartoonist, and I have found that, just as with music, art, or anything else, practice makes, maybe not perfect, but lots better!

As I look at your profile, M, it says you started on Blogger in November of 2004 also - does this make it your anniversary, too?

And speaking of blog-i-versaries, cheers go out to my former UPC stablemate Cernig at NewsHog (isn't that just a great name?). You're always right on the money, C.

Many Happy Returns, guys!

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Haiku

This is a haiku inspired by a comment from David at Yoga Korunta.
Shed my family's blood
so Iraqis can vote? No.
Bring our soldiers home.

If anyone else feels inspired to create a haiku, send it to me and I will post it in a special Haiku section.

Saturday, November 19, 2005

This Is The Cost



A new visitor to Hooterville, Klem from Wiltshire, passed along this link to an interactive photo essay by a photojournalist named Paul Fusco. It shows military families at the funerals of our soldiers killed in Iraq, which receive no media coverage. If we are not aware of the cost in not only dollars and cents, but blood and tears, it's easier to perpertrate this atrocity. He speaks about the families "cringing when they are given the American flag - there's no glory in it. They know that. They've been given a rag for their husband's life - for lies." Our soldiers are honorable. The chickenhawks who sent them to their deaths for their own enrichment and power are not.

When you click the link, go to the essay titled "Bitter Fruit". This needs to be seen and talked about. He also has a webpage for the essay.

Speak Up!

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

It's Hooterville's Blog-i-versary!


One year ago today I started blogging here at Hooterville. I was in the depths of despair over the hijacked election and the frustration of feeling helpless and voiceless. My mom suggested therapy. I decided to blog.

A year later, I feel better. I've met some wonderful online friends, found some kind of writing voice, started cartooning, and watched the country slowly starting to wake up. I feel a little more hopeful for our future.

So I'm celebrating, and you're invited! Blog party here. Stop by and get your Party Favor! (Right-click and save, or just drag off the page).Thank you for keeping me sane.

Here's to success in 2006!

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Tagging The Meme

Left of Centrist
withinsight
Just Ain't Right
Yoga Korunta
Words On A Page

Apologies if you've already been tagged...

Shame On You, L.A.Times

My local paper, the Los Angeles Times, just fired Robert Scheer, left-wing columnist, and Michael Ramirez, right-wing editorial cartoonist. I have always looked forward to Robert Scheer's take on the state of the union, and read him faithfully for many years. While I'm completely opposed to Michael Ramirez' point of view, I am in awe of his talent as a cartoonist (having some interest in the field myself), and there are so few really good right-wing cartoonists (yes, I'm talking to you, Mallard Fillmore) that to get rid of arguably the best one in the country is crazy. I'm just as angry at Ramirez being let go as I am at Scheer's dismissal. I don't have any links to post about it yet, but there may be some later - I just heard it from my local progressive talk radio host Johnny Wendell. You may be sure I will be cancelling my subscription, effective immediately, and calling the paper to tell them why.

Well, I suppose it's par for the course. The traditional media are going to hell in a handbasket. Toothless and drooling, they are serving up bland, tasteless pabulum, completely devoid of any substance or nutrition whatsoever. Trying to save money by firing talent is killing the goose that lays the golden egg to save on the cost of goose food.

Even though I now get most of my news from the Internet, I still enjoy(ed) reading the newspaper. I am a reader by nature. I like print, paper, something to hold in my hand while I drink my coffee. But so many of my favorite columnists have died or retired; newspapers are not what they were. And I just have to face the sad fact that newspapers are on their way out. Circulation is down all over the country, and the media as an entity are either owned and controlled by a conglomerate which dictates editorial policy or terrified of stepping over the line and offending someone.

What a tragedy.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Interesting Meme

JurassicPork from Yep, another Goddamned blog has tagged me with an interesting meme. The meme is as follows:

Find your 23rd blog post ever. Find the fifth sentence of that 23rd post and tell us what it is just to see how relevant it's remained.

Well, here's mine -

'Fixing facts' so we can attack a country who has not and cannot attack us?


That seems relevant, I'd say.

(check the archives if you think I'm making it up!)

I'll tag the next 5 bloggers tomorrow - I'm following the election results tonight.

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Are You Proud Of Me?

When They Say 'Privatization', Run For Your Life!

In recent years, much has been made of the 'waste and fraud' of government programs, and how much better off we'd all be if we privatized them instead. "Run the government like a business", they say. Or, better yet, substitute government programs with private-sector companies. That way, the current 'wisdom' goes, attention will have to be paid to the bottom line, healthy competition will occur, and the 'waste and fraud' will magically disappear.

Right.

And I'm a card-carrying member of the Concerned Women of America.

When I hear the word 'privatization' these days, I start eyeing the exits with my suitcase in my hand. I know that robbery is not far off. And, of course, our Fearful Leader, undaunted by the stinking pit of his approval ratings and the ugly black cloud of indictments and corruption hanging over his Residency, is acting like he has since he was selected - like he's riding the crest of his overwhelming popularity. In his mind, he's the Most Popular and Bestest President Ever, beloved by the masses, with an unlimited mandate to do as he pleases. So far reality has not made the slightest scratch on the plexiglass bubble of optimism that he lives in.

And so he's ready - again - to start pimping his disastrous Social Security destruction scheme, as if Americans have been clamoring for it and he's ready to give the people what they've been begging for. It's easy to understand Bush-speak - whenever he uses the word 'reform', simply substitute the word 'destroy' and you will get the picture.

Are you fricking kidding me? I live in California, and experienced first-hand the benefits of the privatization of the energy companies. Thank you Enron. Because of that, the state of California was ripped off, our governor Gray Davis (who wasn't the greatest but surely no worse than Pete "Kill the Kiddies" Wilson) was yanked out of office and replaced by a Governator who ran on the promise of fiscal prudence and standing up to 'special interests', which sounded good until we realized that what he meant by 'special interests' were teachers, nurses and firefighters. If this is 'business' behavior, you can stick it where the sun don't shine.

The problem with 'running the government like a business' is that business' only purpose is to make a profit. And government's purpose is, not to 'take care of us' as in the so-called 'nanny state' (a misnomer if ever there was one) but to facilitate us taking care of ourselves! These are our tax dollars that we give to the government, and the government is us. Oil companies who make these obscene profits on oil seem to forget that the oil itself is a resource that belongs to the country that it is drilled from. And that means each and every American, each and every Saudi, each and every Iraqi. It is a national resource upon which our very lives depend, since no one has seen fit to make a serious effort to find other, more sustainable power resources. And yet these oil companies act like they fricking invented it.They do not have the right to hold us hostage with our own rope.

When you use business as a model, you forget one very important thing - that salaries are a business liablilty! A business is not in business to take care of anything but the bottom line. That's not a moral judgment, it's a fact. Why should it? A business is not a person; does not need to eat, sleep, care for a family. Its priorities are different than a person's. That's okay. But since the government is supposed to represent the people of the United States, who do, indeed, have these needs, this is a very poor model to use. People's needs are a liability to a business.

As a corollary to that, the demonization of unions has enjoyed a resurgence lately. But if business is to be let alone to protect its own interest, so should the worker. The obvious fact is, the less a company has to pay its workers, the better its bottom line. You can't argue with that. So it is in the company's own best interest to pay as little as it can get away with. Watch a company's stock rise when it lays off workers. And then the workers who are not laid off have to work twice as hard to do the work of the people who have been laid off.

Companies are always defending their huge tax breaks by saying, "We create jobs!" But if the jobs don't pay enough to lead a decent life, what good are they? I often use the example of the 2 employers - one pays one guy $25 an hour, the other pays 5 guys $5 an hour. So does the 2nd employer create more jobs than the 1st? Why not hire 25 guys at $1 an hour! That's 25 jobs right there!

The employee making $25 an hour, though, can at least afford a place to live, to eat, maybe even some discretionary spending, thereby adding to the tax base. The people making $5 an hour will be on welfare. The only chance that a regular worker has is to group together to negotiate a decent salary. Otherwise, it will be against a company's interest to pay it. In a business, some expenses are negotiable, others are not. If you can get a lower price on your inventory from one dealer than another, as a good business person you are obligated to buy from the cheaper wholesaler. An employer is obligated to pay the least in salary that he can get away with. So why is it so bad when people get together in a union to protect their own interests? If the problem is corruption - fine; get rid of it, deal with it. But don't disband the unions themselves. The corporations have massive resources at their disposal to take care of themselves; why not workers?

The demonization of the unions is a deliberate attempt by the corporations and businesses to cut a better deal for themselves. And who can blame them? But don't be fooled. "Right to work" means "Right to take whatever we feel like giving you". You can't count on a corporation to voluntarily give employees what they need. Workers need to be allowed the same rights to protect themselves. This vast inequality between the employers and employees has resulted in the sad living situation we see all around us - massive layoffs, those who still have jobs worked half to death and living in fear of their own layoff, people being forced to train their Bangalore replacement (sort of like being made to dig your own grave before you're executed).

And while we're at it, why not talk about universal health care? That would take one burden off of business' back. I don't think that with the job turnover rate as high as it is, that it makes sense for businesses to pay for health care.

So to have this as a model for our government is insane. When you bring in the profit factor, which is the main goal of a business, you're taking away money from yourself. Government is us taking care of us, not somebody else taking care of us. We need to deal with whatever waste and inefficiency there is within the system, not throw away the system. And, speaking of waste and inefficiency, not to mention outright thievery, what government agency could possibly compete with Halliburton and its subsidiaries on that front? The most wasteful government program pales in comparison.

So don't give me that nonsense about privatization. Let's have more transparent government, more oversight and accountability, a better system of implementation, but keep your greedy, grubby, grabby paws off my tax dollars.

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Comics I Wish I Had Done...

Courtesy of the esteemed Princess Sparkle Pony...these are rich!

My Blog Beginnings B.H. (Before Hooterville)

Reading OldWhiteLady's first blog entry, it reminded me of when I first started blogging with a WordPress blog in June of 2004. I had no idea what to write. Then, after I got the hang of it, you couldn't shut me up! Comment spam sort of derailed me from WordPress, and then I found out about Blogger and gave it a try. By that time the Residential Selection had occurred, and I could see it was going to be a political blog, or my head would explode.

So, if you want to check out my early blog ramblings, here they are...

First Hooterville Post - Nov. 16, 2004

Since we've been talking about blog-a-versaries, and OWL put up a link to her first post, how about let's post our first blog entry?

Anyway, here's mine...

'Welcome To Hooterville'!

Like a lot of people I know, I'm a little dazed and disoriented. I didn't expect to be hit quite so hard by the outcome of the election, although I knew I was invested in 2004 like never before. Never before did it seem to me so imperative to change the direction of the country. Never before was it so clear to me that we had not only an incompetent President, but a cruel one, propped up by a vicious and greedy Administration. In the months leading up to the election, I made phone calls, wrote letters, talked to anyone who would listen, supported my candidate. I was heartened to find that there were many others that felt the way I did. Surely, after the Travesty of 2000, things would be different this time around.

Alas, it was not to be.

On the morning of Nov. 4, I woke up in Hooterville.

Hooterville, for those of you who don't remember the '60s TV sitcom "Green Acres", was a small rural town filled with crazy people. Let me take this opportunity to fervently stress that it is not the 'ruralness' (for lack of a better word) that I am referring to here. These same types of characters can be found in virtually any sitcom setting - big city, suburbs, rich, poor - so don't go thinking I'm bashing the 'Heartland' like some over-educated, no-values-having, Cosmopolitan-swilling liberal elitist. It just happened to be the setting for this show. For those still unclear on the concept, think "The Simple Life" meets Franz Kafka. Anyhow, the story is about a New York City lawyer who longs to lead a simpler, more uncomplicated life - to buy a real farm and really farm it; to get 'back to the land'. His ditsy-but-sexy Hungarian wife loves the big city and has no interest in leaving New York. The husband puts his foot down, however, and off they go.

Once they get to bucolic Hooterville, though, nothing is as it seems. Bets are taken by the locals as to how long the greenhorns will last. Right away poor Oliver Douglas has to start dealing with the resident Con-Man-In-Chief, Mr. Haney, who, having begun the show with a swindle, makes it his mission in life to fleece Mr. Douglas at every opportunity while ladling on the country charm.

Everyone on that show, including his wife, was just nuttier than a fruitcake, and yet Mr. Douglas was the one who was unable to prevail. A reasonably sensible man, he stood no chance of success, because he was trying to deal with his neighbors in a rational, logical way. In return, he was constantly lied to, important information that everyone else knew was routinely kept from him, he was tricked into paying for things that already belonged to him. And, of course, always served up with a heapin' helping of hot, steaming corn-pone.

I didn't watch the show all that much growing up because it made me vaguely uncomfortable. It seemed wrong, somehow, that this basically decent guy couldn't get a break, ever. He didn't try to come in to the town and change things; he just wanted to learn how to fit in. He tried to play by the rules, but they kept changing the rules on him. His only fault was not being as crazy as the rest of them.

This is how I've been feeling lately - as if I have somehow wandered onto the set of "Green Acres". The inmates are in charge of the asylum. I've put up this blog in order to try and sort out what the hell happened, what the hell's going on now, and what the hell to do next!

I'm Dancing As Fast As I Can!

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Who Else Has a November Blog-i-versary?

I know that OldWhiteLady - uh, I mean America-Hating Traitor - Blue Gal and I have one-year blog anniversaries coming up this month. I also realized that there must be many people who started their blogs for the same reason I did - in a reaction to the 2004 Residential Selection.

So if you have one in November, let me know and we'll have a Blog Party! My date is the 16th.

Monday, October 31, 2005

Scoot Like The Wind!

Nobody so far has made mention of the fact that Scooter has done his boss proud - that by stonewalling and lying for two years, he's bought the Administration valuable time. Two years! Can you imagine where we'd be at by now if it wasn't for the Scooter rolling them around in cirlcles? Being old hands at the corporate game, they are using the corporate strategy of waiting their adversary out, stalling until the plaintiffs run out of money and time. After all, an actuarial table will tell you the probablilty of the plaintiff dying while waiting to resolve an issue in court, and it is figured into the game plan.

They figure if they can drag this out for a couple more years, the issues will be moot anyway - we'll be in a world war or something.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Update: Tom DeLay Site

At last, the domain name is up! You can now go to http://www.ilovetomdelay.com/ to visit "I Love Tom DeLay!"

Friday, October 28, 2005

Halloween Costume

I was thinking about dressing up as Ann Coulter, but that would only take care of my arm...

Plus, Halloween is supposed to be scary, but not that scary!

Thursday, October 27, 2005

"I Love Tom DeLay" - now open!

Blue Gal and I have gotten up the Tommi site. It's not at its own domain home yet, but I'm working on it. Please feel free to stop by, and all contributions are welcome!

I Love Tom DeLay!

A Must-See

...over at Robert's place, Left of Centrist. Very apropos!

'Twas The Night Before Fitzmas...

...and through Hootervill-age,
A hope was held out for an end to the pillage.
An end to the theft of American dollars,
An end to the demonization of scholars.

The people of Hooterville wished and they prayed
For justice and peace to be no more DeLayed.
They longed for the day that their country would be
No longer a captive of venality.

For many a year now, the Hooterville people
Have cried, "What's the matter with all of you sheeple?
How can you just sit there and let this go on?"
But, sadly, their outrage was met by a yawn.

And those who were stealing from those who have least,
Rampaging like some kind of greed-maddened beast,
Were holding us up, shouting, "This is a heist!
So put up your hands in the name of our Christ!"

Then, what to our wondering eyes should appear
But a man speaking words that we so longed to hear:
"It's time for the Piper at last to be paid"
And Hooterville happily hip-hip-hoorayed.

Indictments all round for the scum who would claim
That they'd never known Wilson or Valerie Plame
And all along, vengeance had been the sole reason
To 'out' our own agent, and so commit treason.

For war must be waged, and their coffers be filled -
Who cares about mothers whose sons have been killed?
Who cares for the dying, the crying, the hurtin' -
Just look at those profits for ol' Halliburton!

It's time for the hammer of justice to fall;
Time we put a stop to it once and for all.
A stop to corruption, and cronies, and lies.
Let's stop before one more American dies.

And what do I want 'neath my own Fitzmas tree?
A Scooter, a Rover, maybe a Cheney!


(I wrote this before I read Catherine's masterpiece at Povertybarn...please check it out!)

Monday, October 24, 2005

Haloscan comments down...

I've tried to comment with Haloscan, but it's not working for some reason. Until it's fixed, we'll have to use the Blogger comments, next to the e-mail envelope. (...she said, bringing comfort to the distraught, teary thousands denied the chance to comment)

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Ahh, Yer Red-Hot, Doc!


Well, sorry to repost this, but since it has fallen off the page, I wanted to keep it current. It's just so apt at this time.

Idea

Blue Gal, a new reader, suggested on her blog that someone put together all of the Photoshopped Tom DeLay pix on one site.

Well, let me suggest this. I am the proud owner of the domain name ilovetomdelay.com.

Would anyone like to help me put it together? Now is as good a time as any, I'd say!

Marie Antoinette Was A Piker



Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Wondering...

Does anyone else besides me really, really, really want to know what Jimmy/Jeff was doing during his hundred visits to the White House?

Monday, October 17, 2005

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Coming Attractions!

Listening to Johnny Wendell on our local Progressive Talk station KTLK, I heard Jane Hamsher of firedoglake holding forth on the imminent indictments coming 'round the mountain. This is a great blog that I have heretofore missed since I don't have the time to check out every cool blog out there, but you can bet I'll be making it a regular read.

She's been paying very close attention to the Judith "Gee, I Forgot" Miller debacle, and her guess is that several big-ass indictments will be handed out, starring Scooter Libby, Karl Rove and Stephen Hadley...and featuring special guest star Dick Cheney as an unindicted co-conspirator!

And the mystery 'second source' who corroborated Libby for Judy Blue Eyes? That suave, debonair, smooth-talking silver-tongued ladies' man John Bolton!

It will be interesting to see this play out.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Fabulous Picture


David at Yogakorunta sent me this link - what a great pic! Visit this guy's site!


Art of Mark Bryan

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Do You Visit Here And I Haven't Met You Yet?

Stop on by and introduce yourself! Folks are pretty friendly here in Hooterville!

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Shameless Band Self-Promotion


Hi all -

I'm taking time out of my ceaseless whinging to band-whore for a moment. My band "Some Like It Hot" played last Thursday night at a blues club called Cozy's in Sherman Oaks. Our bass player Lynne and I used to play there on a regular basis with our old band the Scarletts but our new band had never played there before and we were anxious to do well. We had a great night with a lot more people than I expected, and it was a very generous and friendly crowd. It really felt like 'Old Home Week'.

We're booked back there a week from next Thursday on the 20th, and we would like to invite anyone in the L.A. vicinity to come out and hang with us. If you can't come but would like to show some support, you can go to our website and click on the 'Cozy's' link on the front page. Apparently the owner, who has now learned to look at his stats, noticed that our website had sent the most traffic to his site, and was suitably impressed. I'd really like to make a splash on his site, as this is a great club for us (and located a convenient block-and-a-half from my house!) and we'd like to be back regularly.

Thanks!

And now, back to our regularly-scheduled bitch-fest!

I Nominate For SCOTUS - Me!

Yes, that's right. I have decided to begin a search for a qualified Supreme Court candidate. Like Harriet Miers and Dick Cheney before me, after an exhaustive and extensive search, I realized that the perfect candidate has been right in front of my nose all along...me!

In all humility, I would be great. Look as hard as they might, no one will ever find any of my legal decisions to be unacceptable. I have not made any rulings that would be questionable. I, like Harriet, have never been a judge. But I can top her - I've never been a lawyer, either! Heck, I haven't even been to college! Talk about your blank slate! I've got it all over Harriet. And in the anti-intellectual, elitist-education-hating climate of this Administration, that makes me the perfect pick. I am, perhaps, the most qualificationally-challenged candidate in the field.

Plus, I look hot in a black muu-muu.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Free-Falling...

(kind of like his approval ratings!)
Go here for bubblicious fun with Dubya.

Scarfed this up at the Povertybarn. Enjoy!

(I like making him 'drop and give me fifty')

Monday, October 03, 2005

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Confession

I know that I can get pretty snarky on this blog. But I am so very angry about what these people have done and continue to do to our country, and laughing keeps me from screaming or crying.

Tommi in particular just makes me furious. Besides Karl Rove, I don't think there is any one person more dangerous to our democracy than he is. Using every dirty trick in the book, he constructs a one-party state with no limitations on his power and greed. Illegaly redistricting - gerrymandering - Texas so as to shut out Democrats and grab a majority in Congress. And he gets away with it! Everybody goes, "Tsk-tsk - that wicked Tom DeLay!", but he gets away with it anyway. He takes over K Street and shuts out lobbyists who donate to the Democratic Party, and he gets away with it. He shuts out corporations who hire a Democrat to lobby for them. And he gets away with it. He shuts down any bill that threatens his corporate thievery - and he gets away with it! And then adds insult to injury by babbling on about his 'Christian' values. Sweatshops, forced prostitution, forced abortions (isn't that one a hoot!) are fine with Tommi in the Marianas, that shining example of free-market American business at its best. Everyone is shocked - shocked, but nobody stops it.

I for one am sick to death of it. I am so hungry for some justice, some honesty, some accountability. I'm so afraid for our soldiers, for the innocent people who are dying every day because of this administration's apocalyptic and venal worldview. The media is cowed into submission, so the average American, who deserves to know the truth, is left in the dark.

What do you think those First Amendment protections are for, anyway? Why does a 'journalist' like Judith Miller get to cloak herself in it? Because the press is supposed to challenge the powers that be, not suck up to them. That's what the First Amendment is for. And it is as much a protection for the people as it is for the journalists who are supposed to be exposing the workings of the government. The only people who have the time and the access to get at the facts are journalists. That is their job, not mine. The public has a right to know the truth, and that is why journalists and free speech in general are protected. That is the the privilege and the duty of the press. They are given these protections because their first duty is to the American people, not the government. But lately, it's been the other way around. The press operates at the behest of the government for fear of losing their jobs, their reputations, their access. But ordinary Americans are being asked to do a journalist's job as well as their own because the journalists won't do it. I can't go to Washington. I can't go to Iraq. I don't have the access to anyone in power. I can't find this stuff out first-hand; I am supposed to be able to rely on the press for that. It makes me sick. It seems as if we 'unpaid pundits' of the blogosphere have to take up the slack until the press can grow a set. The papers and the news networks need to support their writers and journalists and allow them the latitude to write and speak the truth without being smeared, discredited or ignored.

So, yes, I snark. And I rant. And I read. And I talk. And I listen. Because despair is not an option.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Tommi, Can You Hear Me? You're Out!

Just heard the good news! Tommi has been indicted and will step down!!!

ABC News
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Monday, September 26, 2005

Jam Tomorrow


Does he have a quota to meet with the phrase 'moving forward'? Does his pay get docked if he doesn't squeeze it in somewhere?

John Kerry Bitch-Slaps Bush at Brown U.

John Kerry tells it like it is in a speech at Brown University:
"Katrina is a symbol of all this administration does and doesn't do. Michael Brown -- or Brownie as the President so famously thanked him for doing a heck of a job - Brownie is to Katrina what Paul Bremer is to peace in Iraq; what George Tenet is to slam dunk intelligence; what Paul Wolfowitz is to parades paved with flowers in Baghdad; what Dick Cheney is to visionary energy policy; what Donald Rumsfeld is to basic war planning; what Tom Delay is to ethics; and what George Bush is to “Mission Accomplished” and "Wanted Dead or Alive." The bottom line is simple: The "we'll do whatever it takes" administration doesn't have what it takes to get the job done.

This is the Katrina administration.

It has consistently squandered time, tax dollars, political capital, and even risked American lives on sideshow adventures: A war of choice in Iraq against someone who had nothing to do with 9/11; a full scale presidential assault on Social Security when everyone knows the real crisis is in health care - Medicare and Medicaid. And that's before you get to willful denial on global warming; avoidance on competitiveness; complicity in the loss and refusal of health care to millions."
Read the whole speech here -

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Bush's Compassionate Conservatism - Alive and Well!

This is just hilarious - at first I thought it was from the Onion. I got this juicy tidbit from Cernig over at NewsHog.

According to the U.K. Observer, the warm-hearted and philanthropic George Bush appealed to Americans to give money to help with the reconstruction of Iraq. The response was overwhelming, raising over six hundred dollars!
"The public's reluctance to contribute much more than the cost of two iPods to the administration's attempt to offer citizens 'a further stake in building a free and prosperous Iraq' has been seized on by critics as evidence of growing ambivalence over that country.

This coincides with concern over the increasing cost of the war. More than $30 billion has been appropriated for the reconstruction. Initially, America's overseas aid agency, USaid, expected it to cost taxpayers no more than $1.7bn, but it is now asking the public if they want to contribute even more."
Gee, where do I sign?

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

No, We Are Not Either At War.

I wish like hell you'd quit saying that over and over again. Saying it does not make it so.

Honestly, what do you think - some guy is going to come out waving a white flag and say, "I'm the King of All Terrorists, and on behalf of all the terrorists in the world, I surrender to you, President Bush! Please don't unleash any more American might upon us! We are helpless against your superior strength and moral righteousness. You've beaten us fair and square, President Bush, and I promise you, no terrorist will ever interfere with your oil interests again, O mighty Caliph of Carnage! We bow to your awesome American power!"

But you throw away American lives and dollars like they were so much Charmin on this invasion you insist on calling a war. Gleefully calling yourself a 'war president' as you've been dying to do for many years - except of course, you're not doing the dying, are you? Course, you can't very well be a War President without a war, now can you? And you can't have a real keen war without a lot of kids dying, now can you? So why don't you just explain that to Mrs. Sheehan? She's a mom; I'm sure she'll understand. Your mom sure does.

You are a total disaster as a President - may I say the Worst. President. Ever. - and a waste of skin as a human being. "We're at war! We're at war!", you keep bleating, the Kowboy Koward of Krawford, bicycling merrily along, git-tar playing, cake-eating and celebrating while your people die horribly.

No, we're not at war; you are - with the American people.

Drink up, George! Cheers! Mazel Tov! (I would say L'Chaim, but that would be very wrong.)

Dear George W. - Please Get Your Ass To A Meeting. Now.

...before you destroy the world! Dry drunks are bad enough. Active drunks are dangerous. Active drunks in charge of the free world are genocidal.

And I'd rather be a friend of Bill's than a friend of George's.

From Capitol Hill Blue...

Update - here it is from one of my fave ragazines the National Enquirer...love 'em or hate 'em, they get it right a lot on things like that.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Power Out In L.A.

This is odd. I was in the middle of a rehearsal (in a studio with no windows) when the power went out. leaving us in pitch darkness. We thought we were such bad-asses that we blew out the power in the room, but we soon found out it was the whole building, and then the whole city. Apparently the Department of Water and Power had a severed line. Terrorism has been ruled out.

Apparently my iPowerWeb server where I host my sites is down, because I can't access my sites or my e-mail from there either, which means my comics page is down too.

Hope things change soon.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Bush Family Picnic


I usually post my own pix, but this one came from a friend and I thought it was worth passing on...

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Meme

Okay, okay - I've been tagged several times with this, so I had better get on the stick...


The Rules

Remove the blog at #1 from the following list and bump every one up one place; add your blog's name in the #5 spot; link to each of the other blogs for the desired cross pollenation effect.

--Last Left Turn Before Hooterville
--Fun Central
--Left of Centrist
--Truespeak
--Words on A Page

Next: Select four new friends to add to the pollen count. (No one is obligated to participate and anyone can play if they want to). (I'm glad about that caveat - I'm not the best at always getting to it when I'm tagged, although it's always nice!)


'The Meme':


1.) What were you doing 10 years ago?

I was playing rock and roll in Finland with my husband and 2 (at the time)sons


2.) What were you doing 5 years ago?

Raising my family, having added 2 kids in the meantime, playing in my soul band the Scarletts

3.) What were you doing one year ago?

Working to get BushCo out of office

4.) What were you doing yesterday?

At the music school where I work, getting ready for finals next week

5.) Five snacks you enjoy

Krispy Kremes
banana popsicles
Corn Nuts (only while driving)
Krispy Kremes
(did I mention Krispy Kremes?)

6.) Five songs I know all the words to.

(I'm a singer so that's not a fair challenge...)
Ode To Billy Joe
Change Gonna Come
La Marseillaise
Brick House
Down Home Blues

7.) Five things you would do if you had a million dollars

Add a room to my house for my daughter
Repair my studio and garage
Hire a personal trainer for 6 months
Get a massage
Like Wanda said, rent the biggest UHaul available, fill it with food, water, grills, charcoal, soap, towels, shoes, clothes, ect and head out for the Gulf Coast. Then spread it around.

8.)Five things you like doing

Spending time with my family
Making music
Blogging
Reading
Travel


9.) Five bad habits

Stress-eating
Being messy
Cussing
Being uncomfortable around strangers
Forgetting to call people back


10.) Five things I would never wear again
platforms
a uniform
a padded bra
panty hose
bell-bottoms


11.) Five favorite toys
my computer
my piano
my guitar
a sketchbook
a book


Okay, lets see whom should I tap to pass this along to?
How about
1.) MudHoler
2.) Crabletta
3.) Cookie Christine
4.) OldWhiteLady

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Jam Tomorrow



The lettering is small because there was so much Scotty goodness; you can read the whole thing in all its pig-headed glory...

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

FYI - No Money For Hurricane Protection

This is from the Hurricane Protection Projects report for the New Orleans District, updated last May.

They asked for money. The President said no.

Just read.

Monday, September 05, 2005

All Over It Like A Cheap Suit

How To Get A Job In The Bush Administration

Good morning, sir - what can I do for you today?

Well, I'm here to apply for the FEMA management post - I heard there's an opening.

Very good, Mr. - uh, I didn't catch your name...

-- Doe, sir - John Doe.

Yes, well, uh, Mr. Doe, how did you hear about this position?

Word gets around, you know...(wink, wink)

Oh yes; that it does! Well, I see here on your resume that you and our president are old friends -

-- Oh yes, we are! --

and the two of you have had some good times together...

You've got that right! Wooh! Some of those late nights down in the French Quarter...you know how young men are...

Yes, sir, indeed I do. And it seems you've helped him out of a jam or two...

Boy, have I! And he told me, "I owe you big time, fella! Anything I can ever do for you, John..."

Yes, I'm very sure he did. And I see here that you've contributed quite a bit to his various campaigns over the years...quite a bit!

Well, my daddy always told me if I support my friends now, they'll support me later...

Very good advice, I'm sure. Well, I have to say that your qualifications so far look excellent.

Thank you, sir.

You seem like exactly the sort of guy the President wants on his team.

I'd like to think so, sir.

So let me just breeze through the rest of your resume - merely a formality, you understand...

Of course, sir.

Oh, wait a minute..what's this about you working for an Emergency Management Agency?

Well, yes, sir...I have quite a bit of experience in Emergency Management; I spent ten years in the field and received great job reviews. That's why I applied for the position, and naturally, I thought...

I'm sorry, son, but I'm afraid we can't use you here.

But, I...

Do you have any experience in international banking?

No sir, I'm afraid I don't - actually, I've been bankrupt several times, and I'm up to my eyeballs in debt again. I don't have the least clue how to handle money, but...

Excellent! Why don't you go and see Bob in International Banking - I'm sure the top position there would be just right for you!

Thank you, sir...

BuzzFlash Editorial

...saved me the trouble of writing it all down.

Mission - Incompetence!

G over at Library Bitch has a fabulous post that I just have to share with you. Sometimes, somebody just nails it.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

The Chickens Have Come Home To Roost

Well, we see now the tangible results of what we've been hollering about for the last 5 years.

This is what happens when you undertax, underfund, undermine and under-support the American public. What has been theoretical is now, all too tragically, real. When the rubber meets the road, we don't have the resources or organization or anything to care for our own people.

I hold George W. Bush and his Administration personally responsible for the deaths of the victims of Katrina, and the destruction of a priceless American city, an irreplaceable heritage. When he's strumming his guitar, I hope he realizes that he has demolished the culture from which his guitar-playing sprung.

If this makes me sound like a nut-job liberal wacko, I really don't give a good goddamn.

Update: I bring joy to others.

TheStonerPundit:
You are laughable. You hold GW personally responsible for the deaths of the Katrina victims? Even the ones that died during the storm? Come on you've got to be smarter than that.
Me:
Yes I do. Laugh if you like. I hold him responsible because as president, he is responsible for the direction of the policy of this nation. And the direction of the policy has been one of tax cuts that have gutted this nation's needs and diverted our resources to his war of choice, and while cutting taxes during wartime slashed budgets for infrastructure.

If the money had been there for the shoring up of the levees like the state of Louisiana and the Corps of Engineers begged for, if FEMA was not managed by incompetents who were owed political favors, (like so many appointments in this Administration - not that he shouldn't appoint people who have done things for him, but that the people he chooses are as unbelievably incompetent as he is - failures at every other job they had, and completely unqualified for the job they're appointed to) if there were any kind of importance attached to planning for disaster at home instead of creating disaster in Iraq, I believe that this kind of catastrophe could have been mitigated.

Of course there would have been a terrible storm, but not the entire loss of a city; the loss of life would have numbered in the dozens, not the hundreds or thousands.

This pathetic, disorganized response represents the culture in place from the White House on down - the really callous disregard for those who can't do anything for him. If he cared one single fig, he would have had his ass down there in the shit-water as soon as he heard about it. He could have been offering moral support, which would have been better than nothing. That's one of his jobs as President. It's called a bully pulpit. I think people would have forgiven him a lot if he was down there in the wreckage for real, not some stupid-ass staged photo op that a blind person could tell was phony. If he showed one speck of real emotion or real empathy, people would not be feeling abandoned by this government. But he has abandoned the people of Louisiana not only by his policies, but emotionally as well. If nothing else, his caretakers should have made him go down there instead of partying and fund-raising. What a slap in the face to those suffering people.

But apart from that, the sad truth is that his lack of caring is evidenced in his priorities, in where he chose to spend money, in what he chose to cut. And his apathetic, lackadaisical response just reflects the reality of his attitude.

This did not have to happen the way it did. And for that, I hold him responsible.

He wanted this job - badly enough to steal it, in my opinion (but what do I know; I'm a liberal crackpot). However, he doesn't want the responsibility that goes along with it. For someone who's always lecturing other people about 'personal responsibility', he doesn't have a clue in hell about what that means.

So, if he won't hold himself responsible, I will.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

I Heart Kanye West

Kanye, you have a new fan. The look on Mike Myers' face when Kanye West departed from the official script and spoke the truth straight from his heart was classic. Check out the video on Crooks and Liars.

What's Really Important Right Now

Yes, you guessed it - the 'Paris Hilton Tax' must be repealed immediately! At least according to Bill Frist.

Leadership (or the lack thereof)

Will somebody tell me why George Bush is not down there in New Orleans up to his tits in shit-water? That's where he belongs, him and his whole gaggle of royalist boot-lickers.

Hey - I've got an idea! Let's tell him there are some stem-cells in danger down there!

P.S. Condi - I hear the shoes are dirt-cheap down there - practically free for the taking!

Neo-Math

Friday, September 02, 2005

Let Them Eat Yellowcake - Part 2

FEMA now, FEMA then

Just a side note -

When the 1994 Northridge earthquake struck, we were in one of the worst-hit areas. We got so much help from FEMA and the SBA. The response was immediate and helpful.

Last winter, Los Angeles had record rainstorms that destroyed my little 8X16'studio building in my back yard where I do my work. We were declared a disaster area and eligible for assistance. What a difference. It took me a month to get all the different documents and tax returns, etc. together; I made four 40-mile round trips to the FEMA office. They send a guy over who gives it a cursory once-over, and sniffs, "I don't think it was the rain that did that", and I was turned down. Now, I can guarantee you that it was the rain - that structure even made it through the earthquake - but the effort it would take to challenge the decision is too much for me at this point. It wasn't so much the turning down that is the issue, but the whole FEMA thing was completely different than it was in 1994 - the 'guilty until proven innocent' vibe that was not there in '94.

Just my experience, that's all I'm saying.

Help For Katrina Victims

Marie from Right Left Story asked me to post this, and I'll do anything Marie asks...

The VeteransForPeace Tour Bus is Heading in to Louisiana to render aid, provide medics, cook food, provide shelter. They will have 3 camps set up. And they need 3 of everything below. We need to get these items to a rest stop on the South Side of I-10 anywhere from the Louisiana border east to New Orleans. THIS IS A CODE BLUE FOR BLOGGERS WE NEED THIS INFO AND OR IMAGE POSTED FAR AND WIDE.

If you can drive supplies to this area, please contact Brendan at human_generic@yahoo.com or 518 279-3912 I'll relay your location and time of arrival to the Bus/Caravan. Donations can be made at http://DennisKyne.com on the PayPal button.

As soon as we hear from a supporter willing to meet them with supplies on 1-10 Brendan will connect everyone.

For now they are on their way to the Bridge Casino in Lake Charles.

Then onto Lafeyette where folks can meet them on the Evangeline Freeway.

Then Baton Rouge.

List:
Work Gloves
t-shirts
underwear
bottled water
cooking units with propane cartridges
tarps
shovels
rakes
saws
canned goods
dried goods
baby formula
first aid kits
gatorade
cups
plates
papertowels
handwipes
toilet paper
lights
generators
battery cables
batteries
flashlights
phone cards
and pretty much anything else you can think of.
They have a huge Uhaul Truck Begging to be filled by Liberal Donations. Hey we're not picky we'll take some conservative and moderate donations too!


Thank you, Marie. I just want to jump in my car right now and drive to Louisiana with some supplies, but I've sent money to the Red Cross and I'm going to get some clothes and toilet supplies together to donate. Right now it feels like words are just stupid. Action is all that counts, in whatever way available.

The time for talking has come and gone. We need to take our country back now.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

"Shoot To Kill", Says Louisiana Gov.

Words fail.
The Worst. President. Ever. has zero tolerance for looters.

He's way more concerned with oil than the sick, hungry, thirsty, dying people in New Orleans. At least from the way his speeches have been so far.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

A Song For Our Time, By My Husband

My husband, David Morgan, is an incredible singer/songwriter/piano player, and last year he wrote a song with a unique and touching perspective on the 'War On Terror'. I'd really like to share it with you all.

This is the link to the song itself - on the website we are selling it as a 99¢ download, but we don't want to ask you to pay; we'd like to invite you to listen. You can go to the website for information about the song, lyrics, etc.

I hope it speaks to you like it speaks to me.

Wednesday Night Vigil




Just got back from the vigil - today we had some fine guitar players/singers, and a lot of supportive people for peace.

Here's a photo page...

Dare To Discipline! (apologies to James Dobson)

The last post got me thinking about the parallels between being a parent and being a patriot.

As I've mentioned, I'm a mom, raising four kids. I know a lot of you out there are parents or pet owners (yes, it applies there too!). Now, which is the better parent - the one who says, "My little darling is just perfect! He can do whatever he wants!" as Little Darling pulls the wings off flies, bullies other kids on the playground, steals their toys, lies, and disrespects others, or the one who corrects Little Darling's behavior?

Most people would not dream of allowing their children to grow up cruel and selfish. Children are born selfish by nature as a survival instinct, but it's a parent's job to teach the child to get along with others, to share, to wait their turn, to put themselves in other people's shoes, to respect others. That makes for a happy, well-adjusted child who has friends, who does well in school, and later on does well in life. To not give a child limits is to neglect and abuse them. We even treat our animals with more kindness by training them.

If a kid eats too much candy he gets sick. If he isn't given nutritious food, he becomes weak and sickly. If he isn't given chores and responsibilities, he doesn't understand how to take care of himself. If he's given every toy or thing he demands, he will not understand the meaning of money. He'll be spoiled, greedy and what's more, unhappy and dissatisfied without knowing why.

I see our relationship with our country that way. To say "America's perfect and if you criticize it you're unpatriotic" does our great country a huge disservice. Nobody wants America to be a spoiled bully, but if we do not discipline her, that's what happens. I love my country too much to do that.

Word Verification on...

I'm implementing word verification on this blog because I've seen comment spam starting to rear its ugly head on other blogs. I left WordPress because of it. Hope you don't mind...

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Thanks, Dubya. Thanks. A Lot. Love, N.O.


Well, my goodness gracious. What have we here? It seems as if the Worst. President. Ever. couldn't be bothered to fund the Army Corps of Engineers in the New Orleans district. According to this article,
In fiscal year 2006, the New Orleans district of the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers is bracing for a record $71.2 million reduction in federal funding.

It would be the largest single-year funding loss ever for the New Orleans district, Corps officials said.

I've been here over 30 years and I've never seen this level of reduction, said Al Naomi, project manager for the New Orleans district. I think part of the problem is it's not so much the reduction, it's the drastic reduction in one fiscal year. It's the immediacy of the reduction that I think is the hardest thing to adapt to.

There is an economic ripple effect, too. The cuts mean major hurricane and flood protection projects will not be awarded to local engineering firms. Also, a study to determine ways to protect the region from a Category 5 hurricane has been shelved for now.


Read it and weep. I mean, for reals. Read it. And weep.

There could be no better example of the idiocy, the avarice and callousness of the cumulative effects of all of the Worst. President. Ever.'s policies - insane tax cuts, coupled with the stinking black hole of Iraq that's taken away the National Guard (who would have been on hand to help with the disaster) and sucking out the money (six billion dollars a month) that hasn't been given away in tax breaks for zillionaires and corporations; the elimination of the estate tax, and not least, the Bankruptcy Bill, which (among other travesties) will take away the ability of a bankruptcy judge to use his or her own discretion to give a person declaring bankruptcy any kind of a break on repayment depending on individual circumstance, even though corporations get those breaks. And thanks to stubbornly ignoring the reality of global warming, we only have more of the same in store ahead.

I just look at the TV and cry. New Orleans may gone forever. But Dubya spent one minute and twenty five seconds of a forty-minute advertisement - uh, I mean speech - making an offhand reference to the disaster and telling people to call the Red Cross, and the rest of that time he was promoting the Iraq sinkhole and comparing himself to FDR.

The only way you can make a comparison between the Worst. President. Ever. and FDR is that they were both afflicted with paralysis - FDR had paralyzed legs and Bush has paralyzed decency, morals and intelligence.

And here's an article from 2001 in Popular Mechanics predicting this.

Food For Thought

J. James gave me some food for thought. I am always interested when someone gives me something to consider.

Here's J. James:
I know you're not a big fan of numbers, but on the topic of Germany, there unemployment is right about 10.5 percent.

Just food for thought.
Here's me:

J.J. - I don't dislike numbers per se, and I always appreciate food for thought. I am not saying that we should be like Germany - I am saying that we can do better with the system we have than showering the wealthy and the corporations with tax breaks in the hopes that jobs will result.

As we have seen, it hasn't happened that way. We've had outsourcings, giant mergers with resulting layoffs, and the job growth that we have seen is mostly in the area of service jobs - jobs that do not pay a living wage. Meanwhile, CEO wages continue to increase, prices increase, corporate profits rise, and regular wages stagnate or retreat.

A number like 10.5 just out of the blue does not take a lot of things into consideration. For instance, there is the difference between East Germany and West Germany numbers. There are also a lot of other factors that are not comparable between our business model and theirs. If you count people with service jobs that don't pay a living wage, how is that better? If people who work at Wal-Mart have to get food stamps, what kind of employment is that?

If I have a business, and hire 2 guys at $15 an hour, and you have a business and hire 10 guys at $3 an hour, are you creating more jobs than I am?

I am not advocating socialism and reviling capitalism. I think the socialist countries could do with some capitalism, and I think without some regulation and constraints, unbridled capitalism leads to where we are headed right now - a huge gulf between the haves and have-nots, which eventually leads to revolt and the swing of the pendulum the other way, which certainly doesn't work either. Communism is a fairy-tale and so is Ayn-Rand-every-man-for-himself-the free-market-is-king capitalism.

We need to rein in the excesses or we're going to be even sorrier than we are now.

And if you're interested in numbers, here are some...

Monday, August 29, 2005

I Love Taxes!

I love taxes!

You heard me right.

I'm sick and tired of people bitching about having to pay taxes.

I may not always be happy about how taxes are spent and managed, but taxes are what make it possible to live the 'American Dream'. I have conservative friends who say, "I have to pay the first 3 months' salary of the year to the government," as though that were some kind of definitive argument against taxes. And any politician who wants to be popular vows to 'cut taxes'.

So it's an outrage to have to pay taxes. So, we expect to have roads, firemen, policemen, infrastructure in general, a prosperous business environment, a military, education for all, protection and promotion of our way of life - for nothing!

Now, this is not the sort of rant that is filled with 'statistics', because as we all know, as Mark Twain said, there are "lies, damned lies, and statistics". Statistics are easy to manipulate and it's a convenient way to get away from a point by wrangling over them. I'm talking about a philosophical point of view.

The impetus for our nationhood was rebellion against unjust taxation. There is a deep-seated distrust of taxes built into the American psyche for this reason. And acquisitiveness is a primal survival mechanism. Babies are born selfish out of necessity. But we are not babies. We learn that sharing is not only kind, it's necessary to our way of life. We have to give if we want to get. If we want something, we have to pay for it.

Americans believe in hard work, and making your own way. But Warren Buffet acknowledges that "There's no way I would enjoy what I enjoy if I had been born in West Africa." Part of being successful in America is the resources that America has to offer, and these don't just come out of thin air. If we want the benefit of all these resources, we need to pay for it. No matter how hard a person works, no matter what sort of entrepreneurial spirit and determination you have, it doesn't matter if the infrastructure and resources are not there to work with. Babies expect to be given everything without having to pay for it. Adults should know better.

I'll say another dirty word - tax the rich!

That's right. When our present system of taxation came into being, the idea of the progressive income tax was based on the notion that all Americans should bear the same amount of financial burden in contributing to the well-being and prosperity of this country. We all have basic needs - food, shelter, medical care. But obviously that takes up a larger share of the income of the less-well-off. The people who are well-off are well-off because they (or their parents) were in a place with the resources to reap benefits from the work they do. If you have 2 farmers, one with a rich, fertile piece of land, and another with an infertile pile of dirt, and they both try to grow something on their piece of land, is the farmer with the fertile land harder-working or more industrious or deserving of wealth than the farmer with the dry dirt pile? But somehow, people have this notion that people are rich all on their own merit and that poor people are poor because they're lazy and deserve poverty. And the evangelical right echoes that, saying in effect that God rewards His faithful with earthly riches and if you're poor, you're obviously out of God's favor. Never mind that Jesus said the exact opposite! But I digress...

Call for taxing the rich, and the howls of 'class warfare' are heard from the right. But it is a privilege to be able to do business in the United States, and poor people pay a much larger proportion of their income in taxes that benefit the rich when you figure in the taxes that are paid on everything they consume. There is already class warfare, and it's the war of the rich against the poor, and of the corporation against the individual.

For all the reminiscing about how great life was in the 50's, and how family life was so fantastic because moms stayed home, one big reason was the high tax rate of the well-off, and of corporations. The overall economy was prosperous enough that a shoe salesman could own a home, a car, and support a wife and large family - on one job! And a not-especially high-paying or prestigious one at that! Never mind that much of the idealization of the 50s conveniently forgets about racism and sexism, and the fact that many dads missed out on their kids' entire childhoods and moms were often tied up in a pink ruffled straitjacket, but speaking in economic terms, the dollar went a whole lot farther than it does today. Plus, decent-paying blue-collar jobs have gone the way of the 45 record, college tuition is through the roof, and social mobility is more stratified and frozen than ever. The good-paying jobs for those without a college degree (and those with one!) have been replaced by service jobs - McJobs, if you will, without benefits, where you can work full-time and not be able to support yourself. Think about that - you work as hard as you can for 40 hours or more a week, and not make enough money to supply even the basic necessities of life. That's not work - that's indentured servitude.

Folks, the trickle-down theory does not work. It's just a race to the bottom for the poor, and the formerly-middle-class that is rapidly becoming poor. More money might be made for those at the top - Wall Street shows that - but it's staying there, siphoned to offshore accounts and tax shelters. We've seen the results, and we're living with it now. And with the elimination of the estate tax, money that would have gone to charitable giving as a tax shelter is now unnecessary.

The object of the progressive tax is to ask the rich to bear the same burden as the poor. Not the same amount; not even the same percentage - the same burden. That is obviously impossible, since no one would ask the rich to pay everything that they make except for the bare essentials - like a crowded apartment, food stamps, second-hand clothing, free-clinic medical care - in taxes. But that's what the poor are asked for. There is a price we all have to pay for life in America, and if everyone assumed the same burden, the overall quality of life for all Americans - including the rich - would improve immeasurably.

So shut up, rich people, and pay your goddamn fair share.

(Gee, I feel so O'Reilly-esque! Pass the falafel!)

Sunday, August 28, 2005

Good Parenting

I read a great post today on The Young Liberals blog - as a mom, and as a stepmom of a draft-age young man, this really got my attention.

Read here.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

"Name That Cartoon" Contest Winner - Crabletta!

I've decided to go with 'Capitol Punishment', and since Crabby suggested 'Political Capital', that makes her the winner, being the closest and all. Thanks to all who participated. Since she turned down the Amana Radar-Range, she will receive the Undying Gratitude - at least you don't have to pay sales tax on it!

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

'Go, Pat, Go' Redux

I'm taking the lazy way out and reposting my earlier Pat Robertson stuff from last May...it's still relevant, and bears remembering in light of the most recent 'Pat'-astrophe!

(I just love me some Pat Robertson. He's always good for a hoot. He never lets you down in the crazy-ass department. If only he'd take another run at the Presidency.)


The streets are paved with gold in Heaven, but it seems that televangelist Pat Robertson is trying to get a head start here on Earth.

While bitterly decrying "the tyranny of an oligarchy", he was busily laying up treasures in cahoots with one of the most despotic and savage tyrants in the world - Charles Taylor, former 'President' of Liberia. Now in exile in Nigeria, Taylor has been indicted by the Special Court of Sierra Leone on 17 counts of war crimes and crimes against humanity for his role in contributing to the death, rape, abduction, and mutilation of thousands of civilians during Sierra Leone’s civil war from 1991 to 2002.

Bad guy? Not according to Pat. In fact, according to Demopedia
Robertson and Taylor are good friends, so much so that in 1998 Robertson negotiated a business partnership with the Taylor regime giving him the rights to gold mining interests in Liberia in exchange for a 10% kick back to the Taylor government. To move on this opportunity Robertson created a for-profit company -- Freedom Gold -- in which he was listed as President as well as Chairman of Board; Robertson being the Board's only member. The company was chartered within the tax evading borders of the Cayman Islands.

Robertson also defended Taylor in his time of need. The strongest critic of the President (When it came to Charles Taylor stepping down) is televangelist Pat Roberston, who has been lecturing his national television audience regularly about how wrong headed it would be for the US to intervene in Liberia. Indeed, Robertson has been critical of US policy toward Liberia for several years. "We're undermining a Christian, Baptist president to bring in Muslim rebels to take over the country," Robertson told his 700 Club audience recently. "And how dare the president of the United States say to the duly elected president of another country, 'You've got to step down."


Strong words for the President, huh, Pat?

But, interestingly enough, there seemed to be a bit of a sticky wicket, legally, according to a 2001 article in The Perspective, a Liberian newsmagazine, which stated that

Under Liberian law, specifically Chapter V: Article 34 section (f) of the Liberian constitution states "The Legislature shall have the power: to approve treaties, conventions and such international agreements negotiated or signed on behalf of the Republic."

The Liberian Legislature refused to ratify the Freedom Gold agreement signed by President Taylor and Pat Robertson. So on Oct. 30,2000, a second contract, which is virtually identical to the first, except for one significant passage, was drawn up. Section 2 of the document was modified, according to GQ and Liberian legal experts familiar with the deal, to read that the contract will go in effect "when approved by the president of Republic of Liberia." Gone is the language that reads that the contract is to become valid only "in accordance with the constitution and laws of the Republic."

Clearly Mr. Robertson, a graduate of Yale Law School who was represented by Gerald Padmore, a Liberian-born Harvard Law School graduate, must know that his agreement with Taylor is unconstitutional.

Amazing. Just amazing. So last Sunday we find Pat holding forth with George Stephanopoulos on "This Week" (here's the transcript, thanks to the Randi Rhodes Show) and opining (in all seriousness) that the worst problem facing the nation is the "out-of-control judiciary". When Stephanopoulos asks him, "How can you say that these judges are a more serious threat than Islamic terrorists who slammed into the World Trade Center?", he answers (I kid you not):
"It depends on how you look at culture. If you look over the course of a hundred years, I think the gradual erosion of the consensus that's held our country together is probably more serious than a few bearded terrorists who fly into buildings. I think we're going to control al Qaeda. I think we're going to get Osama bin Laden. We won in Afghanistan. We won in Iraq, and we can contain that. But if there's an erosion at home, you know, Thomas Jefferson warned about a tyranny of an oligarchy and if we surrender our democracy to the tyranny of an oligarchy, we've made a terrible mistake."


A few bearded terrorists who fly into buildings. No big deal.

I can understand why it's no big deal to Pat. It's obvious that he's not squeamish about a li'l bit o' terrorism where his financial interests are concerned. After all, another interesting but little-discussed factoid about his "Christian buddy" Charles Taylor is that the Washington Post reported that Taylor received at least $1 million for providing safe harbor to agents of Osama bin Laden in the weeks following the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks. According to the American Atheist Newsletter in 2003,
The operatives were there to supervise "a $20 million diamond-buying spree that effectively cornered the market on the region's precious stones." Indeed, diamonds are part of a culture where deals are struck on a handshake and often leave no trace or records, including electronic "footprints" that are monitored by international police and intelligence services. Diamonds are more convenient to use than gold or other precious metals. They can be easily transported, re-cut, and serve as the ultimate black market currency.

Taylor's wealth and political power stem from his ties to the Revolution United Front (RUF) of neighboring Sierra Leon. The RUF controls extensive diamond mining operations which ship the stones to Liberia where they often sold for hard currency at discount to willing buyers, including al Qaeda agents. For providing safe harbor and anonymity, Taylor receives a commission on each transaction.


But it's OK, cause he's a "fellow Baptist".

I get it.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

How Patriotic Are You?




Do You Love America Or What?

The Department of Homeland Security today issued a directive that the Administration claims will aid in making a distinction between 'Patriots' and 'Terrorists and their Sympathizers'. An addendum to the Patriot Act, it's known as the Patriot Suit Act, and it states that
"All Patriotic Americans will wear the 'Patriot Suit' to distinguish them from 'Non-Patriots', meaning 'Terrorists and their Sympathizers'. This will eliminate the need for airport screenings, racial profiling, and other heretofore-ineffective and expensive methods of securing our Homeland, and simplify and streamline the identification of subversive elements in our society."
Starting September 11, 2005, in honor of the Twin Tower attacks, all Patriotic Americans will be required to wear the Patriot Suit to identify themselves as Red-Blooded All-American Patriots. The suits will be issued (for a nominal fee) to all Americans following a complete FBI background check, a cavity search and the swearing of a Loyalty Oath. There are 2 suits, one for men and one for women, and smaller versions of both for boys and girls. (Note: Men may only wear the Man Suit, and women may only wear the Woman Suit. Any deviation from this will result in the loss of your suit, and subsequent identification as a Non-Patriot.)

The Administration is confident that the Patriot Suit Act is the answer to our Homeland Security needs, and suggests that you sign up for yours today, while supplies still last. Don't be labeled a 'Non-Patriot'!

(thanks to Agi T. Prop at Agitprop, via the incredibly Patriotic Helen Wheels at Just Ain't Right for the photo!)

Also, it goes without saying that all items and accessories belonging to the Patriot Suit must be worn at all times. Woe betide you if you are caught out without your Patriot Suit Butt-Pack...

Thursday, August 18, 2005

If You Can't Beat 'Em, Join 'Em...

This priceless gem comes by way of mud at MudHoler. Are you as tired as I am of being an America-Hating Traitor? 'Flip-flopping' wearing you out? Isn't it time to finally see the light and get in line for all those All-American goodies we've been missing out on?

I'm ready.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Back From Camp Casey West - Sherman Oaks, CA





I just got back from our local 'Candles For Casey' vigil, and it was fantastic. We stood on the four corners of Ventura and Van Nuys with candles and signs. The spirit there was overwhelming - people bringing pizza to share, signs to share, hope and heart to share. Horns were constantly honking as people who drove by showed their support. Jim Ward, the 'voice guy extraordinaire' from the Stephanie Miller Show (a never-miss for me!) was there. I took a lot of pictures - come and visit the slide show...

Monday, August 15, 2005

My Son, the International Terrorist


Our trip to Florida, while fabulous, was not without its harrowing moments. Unbeknownst to us, we were harboring an international terrorist in our midst - our 8-year-old son James. As we attempted to check in like we normally do, at the kiosk, we were told that we could not use the kiosk, but must go to the ticket counter. At the counter, we were asked for our IDs over and over, then the attendant would get on the phone, then go into a back room for five minutes, at which time she would check our IDs again and then disappear once more. This went on several times. Then she asked who 'James' was. I told her it was my 8-year-old son. After several more phone calls and disappearances, she reluctantly allowed us to get tickets and proceed toward the plane.

Look at that face. Doesn't it strike fear into your heart?

I thought so.

Let Them Eat Yellowcake


Too bad Casey doesn't have that option...

Sunday, August 14, 2005