Sunday, June 24, 2012

The Best Prediction I've Ever Read

This from a commentor on The Official Obamacare Prediction Thread over at CMR

The Cynical Christian said...
Let it never be said that I skipped out on an opportunity to show how much I suck at predicting things.

I think the mandate will be struck down by a majority of more than 5; it'll be like 6-3 or 7-2.

I think that the entire law will be ruled unseverable from the mandate and therefore thrown out by 5-4, and it'll be highly contentious.

Ginsburg will read her stinging dissent aloud from the bench, at the end of which she will declare that she no longer recognizes the authority of the court. She will then attempt a citizen's arrest of Clarence Thomas for violation of obscure Belgian farming regulations. Shortly thereafter she'll be hospitalized for "exhaustion."


That is just too good. 

Friday, April 20, 2012

This is Hideous

I never thought I'd see this day in my life, folks. In perusing the Daily Kos earlier, (Don't ask me why I was reading that filth, I don't know myself) I came across a "diary" entry by one Sasharusa (WARNING: NSFW language at that link) which was titled "The Fetus as a Parasite." Here's an excerpt:


[A]nyways, back to the whole fetus= parasite thing. That is how I see them. I don’t see them as cute and cuddly. I see them as terrifying and scary. I see pregnancy the same way.

Here are some examples on how pregnancy is a parasitic relationship:

The Z/E/F [zygote/embryo/fetus] sucks the nutrients from the mother.
The “relationship” only benefits the fetus.
The mother’s organs and body parts become damaged.
The fetus controls the mother.
The fetus doesn’t give anything “back”.

Some people would argue that this is a form of Mutualism, which is a relationship where both the host and the parasite benefit, but how does this benefit the mother? Where is that “benefit”?

The comments, of course are just as disgusting. There is more such filth HERE

But all this got me thinking... All those times when we make the argument against contraception wherein we assert that "pregnancy is not a disease" and we think we've got a winning argument because they never really have an answer for us? Well, it turns out that's exactly what they think. They just don't want to say it.

But wait! There's more.
In her diary, she included this picture:

And I think that explains everything. This woman, bless her heart, is actually afraid of babies. It's incredibly sad, really. I had a friend in high school who admitted once that she would rather be kidnapped, raped, and murdered than become pregnant and have a child. I never understood it, I still don't. There is nothing that brightens my day more than sitting behind a young family in daily Mass and seeing their beautiful children, and I cannot, through any kind of mental yoga, understand seeing an unborn child as a parasite.

Much has been made in the past of how there are two distinct languages being spoken in the United States, each side of the "culture wars" having their own. But nowhere have I seen that demonstrated as clearly as in the filth that I just read.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

3½ Time-Outs Tuesday


1.

I'm back! The last few weeks of school have seen 5 tests for me, so I really don't feel bad about not posting anything. Sue me. 


Actually, please don't. I don't have anything you can take anyways. I'm a college student. 

2. 

My congressman from back home, Rep. Joe Barton, posted some pictures on Facebook, earlier, and I thought you folks would enjoy them.


That right thur's the Space Shuttle Discovery flying low over Washington D.C. on its way to the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. What I wouldn't give to have seen that in person!

3.

Finally, Aggie Muster is this Saturday, coinciding with the opening of the BRAND SPANKING NEWLY RENOVATED MSC!!!



For those of you who are unaware of the Muster tradition here in Aggieland here are a few links, I recommend the A&M page first:
The A&M info page for Muster
Wikipedia

Muster is a time when all Aggies come together to remember those Aggies who have fallen since last we met. It is a day of fellowship, and remembrance. This year, Muster is dedicated to the Class of '62!

Did I mention that THE MSC IS FINALLY RE-OPENING!!! If you can't tell I am crazy excited!

Here's a video detailing the project:




And now brace yourself as I throw an explosion of photographic goodness in your faces
the new Flagroom!

Also the new Flagroom

12th Man Hall

A coffeehouse/cafe


The new Rudder Fountain

How cool is that!

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

3½ Time-Outs Tuesday (Vol. 2)

1. 

Holi (The Indian Festival of Colors) was last weekend, and we had a small-ish event on the Simpson Drill Field here in Aggieland. It was nothing like the celebration out at the Krishna Temple out in Spanish Fork, Utah, though. Apparently, Tens-of-Thousands were on hand for it. Here's a video:
My first thought: "Man, me and my friends never do anything this fun!"
My second thought: "I didn't actually see very many Hindus in that video. Just a bunch of white folks"

2.

I saw "The Hunger Games" on Thursday. It was pretty good, I must say. Having not read the books, I don't feel I can opine on the moral/philosophical aspects of the work; I'm told the book has a very strong message. It was a good movie overall, though. I said this to my friends afterwards, so I'll say it here: being a "Hunger Games" virgin, I felt that the movie could work as a stand-alone piece. I like that.

3.

I sang this song 3 years ago for the All-State Choir audition process, and I loved it. I found it again on YouTube by chance, and remembered just how beautiful it is. The scary part was that I could still sing it. No joke, when the basses came in a few measures after the ladies I was right there with them. 


3½.

I promised a few posts ago to put up my fishing pictures, and my friend finally sent them to me, so here ya go:





Wednesday, March 14, 2012

3½ Time-Outs Tuesday



So TheLarryD has officially gotten me off the fence on this, to combat the reign of the Fulwinator. Sorry that I'm a day late, but I was out fishing with a buddy all-day yesterday. Can you blame me?

1.
I'm back!!!! Again, sorry for my absence. I really just needed a break from my brain. I start thinking about things, and then I can't stop and my brain starts getting all muddled and so, sometimes, I just need to take a break from serious, deep thinking on serious, deep issues, lest I go even more insane.


2.
As I just earlier, I went fishing yesterday. Before we cleaned and filleted the fish, I got a couple pictures with the 4-lb Channel Cat I caught. My buddy took the pictures, and he gave me a few tips. Apparently, when taking a picture with a fish, one should hold the fish as far away from one's body as possible. It makes the fish look bigger! Who knew?!


3.
It's time for Ron Paul to go home. This report just came out, saying that NBC reassigned the last embedded reporter with the Paul campaign. They won't say it, but everybody knows it's because Ron Paul is irrelevant at this point.

3½ 
It's Spring Break!

Monday, February 13, 2012

The Best I Can Do

I have been absent from these pages for a while. For this, I apologize to you, my readers. I had intended to post more frequently than before, with school starting up again, but I have failed.

Not for the lack of a desire to write, though. No, I will take any chance you give me to force my opinion down your throat.

However, I stand on a precipice. I stand on the crumbling edge of the great abyss of rant-land. You see, the last month has seen my blood-pressure at a near-constant high. From outrage to outrage, it seems I have merely drifted over the last four weeks. I feared that, were I to write something, I would step too far and the emotional-firmament upon which I stood would crumble beneath my feet and down I would plummet into the void. But I feel a duty to write, to share. I made a promise to myself, and I intend to keep it. And so, this I offer you. My thoughts on the current HHS situation. From the mouth of Hugo Weaving, adapted by Peter Jackson from the writings of J.R.R. Tolkien, who had more eloquence in his little finger than I can ever hope to muster over the course of my entire life. May they speak to you and inspire you in the same way they do me.


Gig 'Em and God Bless