April 2006

Incidentally:

Any of you out there who have moments of self pity because you didn’t get the dog you wanted when you were twelve, or your dad beat you for setting the house on fire, or your older brothers were abusive, or your family was dysfunctional, or the schoolkids were mean to you, go visit my blogdaughter and be humbled.

We all had some pretty tough shit when we were kids, and it sucks to live in a dysfunctional family. Now think about living in a dysfunctional family and being poor. I mean real gummint cheese poor, not “we didn’t have a color TV” poor.

You did OK, Freddie. Keep it up.

Placenta: It’s what’s for dinner

Now, I would not ordinarily inflict this kind of nastiness on my readers at such an early hour, but let’s get serious here: This kind of new age hocus-pocus bullshit is the kind of crap you expect out of Hollywood and specifically out of scientologists. It may seem innocuous, if more than a bit psycho, but it has a specific agenda.

Huge numbers of viable stem cells can be harvested from a placenta and the umbilicus. Making embryonic stem cell research (one of the left’s favorite justifications for abortion, as ignorant as that is)totally useless. But, if the likes of Thom can convince America that “placentas are to be eaten, not used in medical experiments” then the embryonic stem cell bullshit can stand.

It sounds crazy to me too, but let’s look hard at smoking, for instance. All the claims of secondhand smoke dangers are based on junk science, and yet more and more municipalities are enacting blanket smoking bans. And a kid recently sued McDonalds for making him fat. This bullshit floats in this country, because the whackos go out and fight to get it, while normal people are at work.

Just my two cents. You may now return to your regularly scheduled breakfast. If you can.

What were you thinking?

Thursday Morning, as you drag the cans to the curb, think about the thirty-waist pants you bought becuase they were such a good deal, and you figured you’d be osing weight anyway, slap yourself gently in the face and think to yourself, “what was I thinking?” Look at an arial map of Chicago, and notice that every routh in, around, and through the Cit of CHicago is undergoing major construction, and ask the (rhetorical) question “what were they thinking?”. Look at where the oil filter is located on your car or truck and think to yourself “What were they thinking”?

Try and have a nice day. And if you can’t be good, be careful.

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