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April 28, 2009
Men today
An interesting post by Dr. Helen-
"I think depression in men goes largely unnoticed because men do not like to appear to be weak, even to the women & friends they trust. If, as a man, you find yourself feeling an overwhelming feeling of weakness, then the man you see in the bathroom mirror is a man drowning alone, because we see asking for help as admission of weakness."
"White middle aged males commit suicide the most ?
Gee, I wonder why ? Is it that they have lost their job/promotion to someone who is less qualified but has the correct gender/skin color? That they have few if any resources available to them ? That as a White Male, they are automatically the lowest on the Totem pole for help? When was the last time (if ever) you saw a blog or section for White males? Ever ? Bueller? Bueller?""Another interesting stat - middle aged white men who decide to commit suicide actually get the job done. Check stats on various groups that 'attempt' suicide but survive (take pills, call 911, pass out) and note who says 'AMF' and leaves us. Competence can be a curse."
Unemployment is a stone cold bitch.
April 27, 2009
April 23, 2009
The One should remember this
Tommy
I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer,
The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here."
The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die,
I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I:
O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away";
But it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play,
The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,
O it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play.
I went into a theatre as sober as could be,
They gave a drunk civilian room, but 'adn't none for me;
They sent me to the gallery or round the music-'alls,
But when it comes to fightin', Lord! they'll shove me in the stalls!
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, wait outside";
But it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide,
The troopship's on the tide, my boys, the troopship's on the tide,
O it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide.
Yes, makin' mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep
Is cheaper than them uniforms, an' they're starvation cheap;
An' hustlin' drunken soldiers when they're goin' large a bit
Is five times better business than paradin' in full kit.
Then it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, 'ow's yer soul?"
But it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll,
The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll,
O it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll.
We aren't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too,
But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you;
An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints,
Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints;
While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, fall be'ind",
But it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind,
There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind,
O it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind.
You talk o' better food for us, an' schools, an' fires, an' all:
We'll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.
Don't mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face
The Widow's Uniform is not the soldier-man's disgrace.
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Chuck him out, the brute!"
But it's "Saviour of 'is country" when the guns begin to shoot;
An' it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you please;
An' Tommy ain't a bloomin' fool -- you bet that Tommy sees!
Rudyard Kipling
Earth Day
As for Earth Day, I don't mind the planting-trees-and-picking-up-trash part - the kids did that last Saturday, which is good. Labor and sweat on behalf of a cleaner city. I put in eight trees last year, so I'm holding up my end. At least the arboreal part. But I'll have none of that YOUR FUTURE IS BLEAK stuff; I grew up with that, and it was a dark cloud hanging six inches over my head for most of my childhood. If it wasn't ecocatastrophe that would leave us all living underground or stuck in a small smelly apartment with Edward G. Robinson pedaling a bike for ten minutes of lights, it was nukes, or that "Late Great Planet Earth" stuff that really depressed me. I suppose some kids thought it would be keen to be around when God called the game on account of sin, but I thought it was a raw deal. Can I just have a life down here first ? What's the hurry? You have all the time in the world. You invented it.
I would give major body parts to be able to write with that much snark.
April 16, 2009
Sobering
It's tough to know where to begin. Which is pretty much the case with everything that's been happening since "The One" was sworn in in January. So many basic aspects of American life are being thrown under the wheels of the runaway left-wing train that focusing on any single abuse is automatically backpage trivia. Who could care when the economy is crashing and our new leader is busily remaking the world as well as the country?
Look here
I could be getting scared
Critters
Surely this is a hoax. Surely.
via Posthuman Blues
This was my life
ROFL it hurts 'cause it's true
Right Liz?
April 15, 2009
Businessman Burgled
I just love the headline and the whole concept of a dung-flinging catapult...
Cool picture of the day
from S. Weasel whom you all should be reading
[sigh]
April 14, 2009
Rodenator
Carl Spackler would be so proud
Thanks Gerard!
April 12, 2009
OMFG
Kids, are you seeing this?
If'n I was you pitchforks, ropes, and nearby trees would be in order. You make your own world of course.
Aquaplaning
Sometimes you just step back and let the other guy speak.
April 09, 2009
Automotive lust
2010 Nissan 370Z Roadster
Not that I'd sell my soul or anything
April 08, 2009
Oh LOLOLOL
More of teh funny, via Ace again-
Why Hamas couldn't shoot Stinger Missiles in Gaza
They tried.
Really. After Hamas successfully smuggled anti-aircraft Stinger missiles into Gaza, they were given the order by Hamas commanders to shoot down IAF Apache helicopters during the past IDF "Cast Lead" offensive.
Yet when they targeted the helicopters, said "Alla hu Akbar" and pulled the trigger, the Stinger just beeped and flashed an error message...
It gets better...
The US manufactured Stinger anti-aircraft rockets have built in sensors that prevent firing upon friendly aircraft...Apache helicopters included.
"We were disappointed by them, and they were found to have been useless," a Hamas source said.
The payoff-
Another Hamas source said gunners deployed Stinger along with heavy machine guns in attacks on Israeli helicopters during the war in the Gaza Strip. The source said one Stinger surface-to-air missile was launched, but the projectile veered off course and struck a Hamas gunner squad.
"The Stinger was drawn by the heat of our guns rather than the engines of the Israeli helicopters," the source said. "At that point, we stopped using this weapon."
My day has been officially made. Dumbshits shot their own damn selves. With our stolen missles.
YJCMTSU
Who whoulda thunkit?
A small aside from Ace. Nothing to see here folks, just move along.
April 07, 2009
Geez, maybe they're innocent
...OK, of course they aren't. They are mercenaries after all.
Biggest story you've never heard.
Facial hair
I represent this statement
My Theme Song
God love him, I miss him so