Bitterly. Oh, so very, very bitterly.
Or perhaps I give the President too much credit for introspection.
Moe Lane
Bitterly. Oh, so very, very bitterly.
Or perhaps I give the President too much credit for introspection.
Moe Lane
Then I watched this. It’s a combat sequence from a game called Eve Online:
…I have absolutely no idea what happened there, except that apparently something didn’t blow up. I also have absolutely no idea how I* could have fun playing that.
Moe Lane
*Note pronoun. There are quite a lot of things that I find fun that others do not; and quite a lot of things that others find fun that I do not. This is not a moral failing on anybody’s part.
No, I’m not going to show you any of that, because, well, I don’t want any of those pictures on my website. But I will link to James Lilek’s immortal Interior Desecrations: Hideous Homes from the Horrible ’70s, because if you think that the clothes back then were bad…
For the record, it can be broken down as follows:
What? Oh, if you’re in the second group then I certainly hope you’re offended. Offending people who only are in favor of liberating foreigners when it rebounds to the credit of the Democratic party is one of my benchmarks for proper moral development.
Continue reading #rsrh Two different prayers against Syria using WMDs.
On the one hand, it’s an integral part of my childhood. On the other hand, I am terrified at how much the animation probably sucks.
On the gripping hand, I mostly wanted to watch this again:
Which is, of course, from the movie.
A fish rots from the head down.
Most transparent administration EVAR, my eye:
A wide-ranging surveillance operation by the Food and Drug Administration against a group of its own scientists used an enemies list of sorts as it secretly captured thousands of e-mails that the disgruntled scientists sent privately to members of Congress, lawyers, labor officials, journalists and even President Obama, previously undisclosed records show.
What began as a narrow investigation into the possible leaking of confidential agency information by five scientists quickly grew in mid-2010 into a much broader campaign to counter outside critics of the agency’s medical review process, according to the cache of more than 80,000 pages of computer documents generated by the surveillance effort.
Continue reading The Democrats’ Clown War On Science: FDA caught snooping on its own scientists.
Sorry about the hiccup, but it happens.
Charming, in that deeply stupid way that one finds in people who have never had to fully live up to the promise of their potential. From Barack Obama’s comments in Roanoke:
If you’ve got a business — you didn’t build that. Somebody else made that happen.
Via @JimPethokoukas. Somebody should really explain to the President that sounding like Elizabeth Warren is not a guarantor of success even in Massachusetts; in actual swing states it comes across as being, say, a clueless drone with no conception of what goes into making a business work and even less of a conception of what adversity looks like. To put it more simply: just because Barack Obama never accomplished anything on his own as an adult doesn’t that the rest of us can’t.
Moe Lane
(Via Fausta) Actually, that’s not true: they were hassled for dancing on an empty subway platform at midnight. They were arrested for pulling out a camera.
When [George] Hess began trying to film the encounter, things got ugly, [Caroline] Stern said.
“We brought out the camera, and that’s when they called backup,” she said. “That’s when eight ninja cops came from out of nowhere.”
Hess was allegedly tackled to the platform floor, and cuffs were slapped on both of them. The initial charge, according to Stern, was disorderly conduct for “impeding the flow of traffic.”
You know, Rudi Giuliani never gave a tinker’s dam if people danced on the subway platforms. But then, Rudi generally left people alone if they weren’t, I don’t know, defecating on police cars or something. Mike Bloomberg has a lot more of a burning need to regulate the City of New York to a fare-thee-well.
Oh, well, maybe the next Mayor will have more sense. Or any, really.
Moe Lane