From politics (moderates who lean to the right) to Pogo (drools during poker stare) to rants (Whatcha expect from savvy, sassy sexagenarians?) to raves (Have you had your kudo today?) -- we never take ourselves too seriously.
We do, however, reserve the right to slaughter an occasional sacred cow. And in case we fail to mention it -- we will never forget....
One eternal question about the song is caused by an ambiguity in the English language: is the eponymous creature a one-eyed, one-horned flying purple creature that eats people, a creature that eats one-eyed, one-horned, flying purple people, or somewhere in between? The lyrics clarify matters somewhat: the creature is described as having one eye and one horn, and it comes out of the sky (presumably by flying). However, it is also stated that the creature is a "purple people eater". There are two conclusions to be drawn from this; it is either a purple creature that eats people, or, it is a one-eyed, one-horned, flying creature that eats purple people. (The exact color of the creature is therefore open to debate, but most artwork assumes that it, too, is purple.) However, the lyrics also include "I said Mr. Purple People Eater, what's your line? He said it's eatin' purple people and it sure is fine." Clearly the creature eats purple people, and may or may not be purple itself. On the other hand, at least in the version of Deep Purple, the singer pleads to the Purple People Eater: "Mister Purple People Eater, don't eat me!", to which the Purple People Eater responds: "Well I wouldn't eat you, since you're so tough". Since it is a widely accepted fact that the singer is not purple and the monster does not consider this to be the most important reason not to eat him, this line does provide evidence that the creature itself is (also?) purple.
The same could be assumed and/or asked about Hillary.
This pensive young protester (I always wondered if they're advanced lunch money) may think he's wearing a peace sign on his face, but instead it's a Mercedes logo.
He's probably estimating how many protests he'll have to attend to earn enough $$$ to purchase the symbol on his face.
And if this (altered) photo (courtesy of the-two-malcontents.com) -- representing the attitude of the deranged off-the-left-edge Soros funded Code Pink organization (a sponsor of this weekend's DC anti-war protest) doesn't strike at the heart of every American -- regardless of party affiliation -- nothing will.
Finally -- someone else says what an overwhelming majority already realize:
Fred Thompson has officially thrown his hat in the ring, and some people have noticed that he appears to be a pathetic lightweight who can’t articulate a coherent stand on many issues.
Washington Post columnist Ruth Marcus noted recently that Thompson often substitutes pithy sayings for actual policy stands.
After six months of Waiting for Thompson, the former Tennessee senator has arrived on stage. Unfortunately, Thompson’s dialogue so far consists of folksy platitudes and broad pronouncements, unobjectionable yet unenlightening.
Marcus lists a few in her column. Here’s Thompson on national security: “We do whatever’s necessary, hitch up our britches and come out the other end.” On domestic programs, he worries that too much is being spent while “the politicians kick the can down the road.”
She missed this gem: Asked about energy policy in Sioux City, Iowa, on Sept. 7, The New York Times reported that Thompson replied, “We’ve got to learn to skip and chew gum at the same time.”
Okay! That sure clears everything up.
But before we get all excited about Thompson imploding because he’s an idiot, it is important to remember that we live in the United States.
In just about any other civilized country, inane comments like this would consign a candidate to political oblivion. In America, we have a long history of embracing buffoons whose moronic comments are interpreted as deep, homespun wisdom. (Read Jerzy Kosinski’s novel “Being There” and remember that it was written before the rise of Ronald Reagan.) If the last seven years have taught us anything, it’s that being utterly clueless is no bar to the highest office in the land.
Remember Ross Perot? In 1992, he built an entire political movement on pithy sayings and managed to capture 19 percent of the vote in a general election — and he was laboring under the additional handicap of being hopelessly insane.
So please don’t make the mistake of getting excited about the obvious fact that Thompson’s lights are on but no one’s home. Remember, the man has starred in movies and been on the TV. We like it when people are on the TV!
In fact, if anything saves us from Thompson, it may be that he’s just not very nice to look at or talk to. Reagan wasn’t very bright, but he was tall with big broad shoulders and such nice hair. George W. Bush is also not very bright, but some people — although I’ve never understood why — considered him down to earth and a real “regular guy.”
Thompson, by contrast, looks like Shrek with liver spots. That may be enough to do him in. That in itself is an embarrassing comment on these political times, as I’d rather people reject Thompson because he has no ideas. But I’m not picky. If people are willing to reject Brain Dead Fred for all the wrong reasons, I’ll take it.
I hate to admit it, but this is one liberal assessment that can't be discounted.
How many candidates even understand what Mitt Romney is talking about? How many have his awareness of the nature and direction of sound economic decisions?
None. Not one.
As for the alleged anti-Thompson web site, it's about time Fred stopped playing the victim and started expounding on his policies and what he can do for America.
"Don't punish women who have abortions," presidential hopeful Fred Thompson says. Punish the doctors who perform them...Authorities "can do whatever they want to with abortion doctors, as far as I'm concerned," the former Tennessee senator said while campaigning in Western Iowa according to the Los Angeles Times. But "if it comes down to giving criminal sanctions to a 19-year-old girl and her mama, I'm against that."
So illegal abortions are OK, then? What about the person who inserts the coat hanger or injects saline into the girl's womb? Or the person who discards the fetus.
What about the 19-year-old's daddy and boyfriend who pay for the abortion, Fred?
What's it gonna be, Fred?
And the nurses who assist the doctor -- are they also accessories to murder?
Fred. Fred. Fred. Go on back to Tennessee and raise your daughter, Fred.
Anyone who views this video and expects this man to wage a serious campaign -- much less maintain an upright position for an extended period of time (unless every campaign stop is equipped with a golf cart and oxygen tank) -- is either a democrat or an illiterate TV re-run addicted far-right idealist. This man looks and sounds sick. Sick. Unhealthy. Sick. Not well. Sick.
Whoever approved this "bobble-head" video must have been a billary operative. Please don't embarrass this man any more.
No wonder the dems are stepping up their attacks on Mitt Romney.
Today is Labor Day, first celebrated on Tuesday, September 5, 1882. The holiday was the idea of the Central Labor Union in New York City, which organized a parade and a picnic featuring speeches by union leaders. It was intended to celebrate labor unions, call for the eight-hour workday, and to recognize the achievements of the American worker.
Many of the labor laws those early activists wanted were passed in the 1930s, including the eight-hour workday and the 40-hour workweek. Most sociologists predicted that in the coming decades Americans would work steadily fewer and fewer hours. But in fact, the opposite has happened. Today, more than 25 million Americans work more than 49 hours each week. And 11 million spend 60 hours or more at work each week. Americans also take fewer vacation days than employees in any other industrialized nation, making Americans the hardest-working (or most overworked) industrialized nation on the planet.
Labor Day Traditions:
Commonly referred to as the last day(weekend) of summer .... Labor Day is also celebrated by having picnic, group gathering, flea markets, yard sales, celebrating events of the summer and relaxing throughout the day. Some cities have parades and community picnics. Many politicians "kick off' their political campaigns by holding rallies on the holiday. Most Americans consider Labor Day the end of the summer, and the beaches and other popular resort areas are packed with people enjoying one last three-day weekend.
And did we mention football? Colleges generally begin their season this weekend -- followed by the NFL.
And don't forget the US Open in tennis, which concludes on Labor Day weekend.
An old custom eschewed wearing white after Labor Day. The custom is rooted in nothing more than popular fashion etiquette. In actuality, the etiquette originally stated that white shoes were the taboo while white or "winter white" clothes were acceptable. This custom is fading from popularity as it continues to be questioned and challenged, particularly by leaders in the fashion world. "Fashion magazines are jumping on this growing trend, calling people who 'dare' to wear white after Labor Day innovative, creative, and bold. Slowly but surely, white is beginning to break free from its box, and is becoming acceptable to wear whenever one pleases. This etiquette is comparable to the Canadian fashion rule against wearing green after Remembrance Day. In the world of western attire, it is similarly tradition to wear a straw cowboy hat until Labor Day. After Labor Day, the felt hat is worn until Memorial Day.
Most writers have worked day jobs at some point in their careers to support their writing, and many have been inspired by those day jobs. Salman Rushdie was an advertising man, and so was Allen Ginsberg. Wallace Stevens worked for an insurance company. Charles Bukowski worked, among other things, as a janitor, a truck driver, and a bouncer for a brothel. Walt Whitman worked for a while as a teacher in series of windowless, poorly heated, one-room schoolhouses for almost no money. While teaching at one school, he wrote to a friend, "How tired and sick I am of this wretched, wretched hole! — ... O, damnation, damnation! Thy other name is school-teaching."
And for those who have endured the smothering heat of August and the wretched natural disasters of fire and water this summer -- may this Labor Day holiday, indeed, be a day of peaceful rest.
Every day is labor day for those who search to relieve our dependence on Middle East and South American oil. As northern fields off the Alaskan coast age, a new ocean field is being drilled. The setting is the Gulf of Mexico.
This article provides insight into the fascinating work that is currently underway.
I've always felt that rebuilding New Orleans should be the responsibility of those who would most profit from it's rebirth: the oil and entertainment industries -- not the government or taxpayers.
