Chris Clarke has won the blogwars by being the first to deploy an auto blog-bot with an aggressive attitude. We are doomed.
I wonder if I can steal a copy and put it to work writing my blog entries?
I’ll cut you if you mock my stylin’.
This is the most perfect description of me on the interwebs.
Pharyngula is a blog run by a science professor named P.Z Myers. Not only does Mr Myers believe in the fantasy of evilution, but every year he milks thousands and thousands of dollars out of the education system to indoctrinate children into his hateful cult. Like most liberal educators at America’s secular colleges, Myers lives a life of luxury at taxpayers’ expense—taking long vacations with his trophy wife, driving expensive foreign cars, dressing his children in exclusive fashions—all the while promoting his vengeful and deceitful ideology.
It could have been a little more complete, though, and mentioned my cosmopolitan lifestyle, my wastrel hedonism by day, and my mansion with the secret cave underneath, in which I lurk by night.
Despite all the flattery, though, I’m still not voting for Sam Brownback.
…you’ll find this site amusing: Churches ad hoc: a divine comedy.
News from the Wingnut Heartland! Brave Oklahoma is issuing a new license plate design:
Wouldn’t that look perfect on the SUV decorated with yellow magnetic ribbons that you use to drive (alone) into work every day?
And how about Kansas? You know they’re always going to be at the forefront of America’s mad plunge backward. Now the Republican party in that fine state has decided they need loyalty oaths:
Over the weekend, Kansas Republican leaders formed what they’re calling a “loyalty committee,” a move that’s ticking off moderates and conservatives alike.
It is never a sign of strength when your group, country or otherwise starts imposing loyalty oaths, or so I told Kansas Republican Party Chairman Kris Kobach over the phone on Tuesday.
Next step, I suspect, is to issue belt buckles saying “God is with us” and purifying the party structure in a Night of the Long Knives.
Who knew librarians had telepathy?
I like theband’s other music, too…I may have to hunt down a CD.
(via Susie Bright)
I never get stalkers like this. What is the secret of Phil‘s animal magnetism?
(via Depleted Cranium)
Tom Tomorrow has a list of things he’s been wondering about, but it’s actually a list of things I suspect but would rather not have confirmed.
I am appalled. A man in New York was arrested for throwing a copy of the Quran in a public toilet. He deserved arrest—everyone knows it is vandalism and criminal mischief to clog a public toilet with debris.
Oh, hang on — the guy was arrested for a hate crime? Are toilets now on the list of victims targeted by fringe fanatics? What’s their slogan: “Bring Back the Open Trench!”? It is a shame to see innocent and useful toilets persecuted in this ghastly way …
Wait, never mind. He was arrested for being mean to Muslims, which also makes no sense. He destroyed a book and clogged a toilet. If some local nut started setting fire to copies of The God Delusion, I wouldn’t feel personally victimized — let her burn all the copies she can buy, it’s just more money in Richard Dawkins’ pocket. (If she started stuffing copies into the toilets, though, then I might feel oppressed. When you gotta go, you gotta go.)
You know, there is a tradition around here, one that I’ve practiced for a few years: overwrought sanctimony must be met with disrespectful insolence. So I’m thinking of picking up a cheap copy of the Qu’ran. And I’m thinking … what to do, what to do. It will, of course, be something in the privacy of my home, with my very own copy — none of this public vandalism and veiled threats to people who believe. It will just be a demonstration of my right to treat my property as it deserves and of my opinion of this silly book.
So here are a few ideas. Maybe you can think of some more.
I could simply urinate on it, but that’s old hat.
If I had a puppy, I could use the pages for paper training. But I do not have a puppy and I’m not going to get one for this horrible reason.
The traditional approach: keep it near the fireplace, and use the pages for kindling. Of course, there’s no way I’m going to start a fire in the fireplace in August in Minnesota, so that’s going to have to wait a while.
I could doodle cartoons in the margins and make my own crudely illustrated (I have no talent) version of the Qu’ran. Then I could put it on ebay and make a profit.
Here’s an artsy option: I could make a new cover and a bookmark for it … out of bacon.
That last one sounds fun, and I could also put up photos on the blog (there’s also a tradition there) but perhaps some of you can come up with a better suggestion.
(via Deep Thoughts)
