Dude claims to be a “terrorism analyst,” and says the media ought to be tried for treason for publishing details about American vulnerabilities. If this guy was such a great analyst, wouldn’t he have already FOUND those vulnerabilities and gotten them fixed? If he hath not the juice to get them fixed, does he think that letting them sit there unfixed is better than applying the power of public opinion to the slack politicians? Does he truly believe that terrorists would think of this stuff if the media didn’t point it out? Or does he simply not understand that aiming at terrorism and shooting the messenger is simply bad aim? Even for a Bush bureaucrat, this is one dumb cracker.
Month: June 2002
Loving nycbloggers.com, not least because they deliver unto me tasties like leftyblog. (And hello to anyone who’s ended up here via nycbloggers.com, by the way.)
Looks like the end for poor dear AudioGalaxy. And to think I was just there an hour ago… it all happened so fast! Well, the music industry gets what it thinks it wants, I suppose: Me and a lot of others ignoring them. My disposable income can go back to restaurants where it belongs.
Leave it to that ape in the Oval Office to try to put a happy face over looming meteorological disaster. This NYT article is profoundly disturbing, but that particular quote plays somewhere between high comedy and true moral banrkruptcy — terrain nowhere so contiguous as in the Dubya “administration.”
Killer bees and better coffee: From where I sit, a combination nothing short of magical. (DID I MENTION I JUST GOT A NEW COFFEEMAKER? DID I?! AND DID I MENTION ALSO THAT IT HOLDS EIGHT CUPS? DID I MENTION THAT? I TRIED IT OUT YESTERDAY AND IT REALLY DOES MAKE EIGHT CUPS AND YOU KNOW HOW I HATE TO WASTE COFFEE SO I DRANK THE WHOLE POT IN ONE SITTING AND DO YOU THINK THAT WAS A BAD THING? DO YOU?)
(Pay no attention to this post; I’m checking to see if the $#!% blog is back to normal post-outage.)
Oh, man, is Cthulhu gonna be pissed when he arises from the depths and finds out folks are going around calling him ‘Bloop.’
Evil Zen Master says: This is shaping up to be a jobless economic recovery.
Guess they don’t call that ugly little car the Ford Feckless for nothing. Something else the Feds ought to check out: Everytime I take my giant all-American-steel El Dorado out for a drive, I end up picking a bunch of those little Fords out of my grille when I get home. What’s up with that?
I think the URL says it all: Alleged president of the United States, or hairy primate?