Long ago, The Daily Show had a very good example when it recorded a gathering of typical residents who seemed to think college football was more important than fixing their education issues. This photo is another reason why America should consider expelling a state the keeps bringing us down economically, intellectually and culturally. I am willing to offer them compensation for Roy Wood Jr. He’s great and the intelligent parts of the country appreciate him.
The events of this week got me to step up on a hat I’ve been wanting to own for years. A US Army Cavalry hat from the Civil War and (probably) Indian Wars period. I will need to hunt down an Osprey book on American uniforms to make sure. It might have been in style during the Mexican-American War. Allegedly the US Army has officers still wear these with if they’re part of our contemporary helicopter forces, aka AirCav. Personally, I really want to find one like Larry Storch’s in F-Troop but his isn’t black/blue and maybe the brim being pulled up means he’s an enlisted guy. The style doesn’t seem to appear until the 1870-90 period too. Again, need to find a better guide book.
My plan is to have this to wear with pride during Confederate Heroes Day. I kid you not about its existence. Being a Yankee, I wasn’t aware of the losers getting their own holiday. To add insult to injury, it’s always the day after MLK Day Observed. Should it not arrive in time (likely), I can still wear it on April 9th, when Grant defeated Lee, ending the Civil War officially.
I will also be using it as a talking point to correct the conversation and memory of the Civil War. My primary one will be stating how this is a US Army hat, not a Union hat. The conflict was fought by the US Army against the Confederate insurgency commanded by traitorous officers. Screw this ‘Union v. Confederacy or Rebel’ bullshit. The ‘both sides’ labels grant an unwarranted legitimacy to the Confederacy; as if they were equals or had a valid point. They had none! The Confederate Army was the military arm for a sore loser movement which also believed that over four million people were better off as slaves.
The hat’s other point is to remind all those dickweeds who wave their Y’all Qeda flags, aka, the stars n’ bars, we kicked your ass before, we can do it again. Sam Houston warned you last time, better take his advice this time.
LEGO pieces are so simplified in order to make customized things, aka known as MOCs, so the majority of the pieces in this gag are feasible, even the guns. I would only buy this set if all its profits went to the family of the cop Y’all Qeda murdered or the Southern Poverty Law Center.
Hard to believe the Thin White Duke has been gone five years. For the fifth anniversary of his passing, I’m reposting this cartoon my friend Mark M sent me. It’s a comical take on the song Bowie wrote with Brian Eno and other little funny jabs about them along with longtime collaborator Tony Visconti. It was made while he was still alive so I wonder if he ever watched this. Given his sense of humor, I think he would’ve chuckled. Bowie was only touchy about how his music was used generally.
Next year he would’ve been 75. This has inspired me into composing a proper collection of covers since too many compilations are uneven (like Queen’s) and too many people cover “Heroes,” from the great, Peter Gabriel, to the awful, Wallflowers. After “Heroes,” why is “Boys Keep Swinging” the next go to? Well, I promise to find better takes and preferably by those he really inspired.
Besides MAGAts, I also like the term Y’all Qeda for these losers. Comedian Moshe Kasher pointed out that our overpriced military and militarized police were overwhelmed by a bunch of assholes with Monster Energy guts and vape breath. Should there be an investigation, the DC cops’ sympathies will be revealed. I for one don’t completely buy the argument about the fuzz being understaffed at the orders of Orange Foolius. POTUS doesn’t exactly call the shots on this, due to our clumsy version of federalism, the decision is shared by the cops, Congress and to some extent the Pentagon. We all remember how armed to the gills DC was over BLM because anyone darker than George Hamilton and/or to the left of Nelson Rockefeller belongs to Antifa. A quick question, the majority of the world belongs to Antifa! There’s no gray area, unless you agree to be Pro Fascist.
Another thing which made me puke was the “historical significance” of this.
BULLSHIT!
Firstly, democracy has always been fragile. The Founders knew this from day one and witnessed it go down in France. They also read the lessons about ancient Athens, Rome before Caesar, Constantinople’s frequent internecine fights, the English Civil War and how the First Nations of America governed, yeah, they had democracies too. Secondly, the West and America aren’t immune so shut your cake hole before saying “it shouldn’t happen here.” There are still fresh wounds in Spain, not just for their civil war but the Fascists trying to overthrow the legitimate government in 1981. France had a near-miss coup in the Fifties and the Fifth Republic was formed, courtesy of the 1968 riots.
As for the US, White power did a good job covering up the 1898 Wilmington, NC coup; the Tulsa race riot in 1921 (brought back up through HBO’s Watchmen); and 1874’s failed attempt in New Orleans.
Sure the world is laughing at us with horror (the West) and schadenfreude (Russia, China, North Korea, Iran and Syria). Serves those blowhards right for spouting off about American Exceptionalism, namely Mitt Romney. However, the SCLM needs to stop shitting in its mouth and finally say what needs to be said. The last few years are the result of the GOP’s efforts to get the Deplorable vote since Goldwater. Every cycle, the GOP has cajoled these assholes’ votes by…
The Deplorables bought it every time while accepting scraps from these shitbags via cabinet positions (James Watt), intellectually challenged Federal court appointments (Clarence Thomas) and endless wars/jingoism. On the latter, the Democrats are equally guilty since Slick Willie, Black Nixon and the upcoming Grampa’ Brunch have committed war crimes. The GOP lost control of their Frankenstein monster in 2016 when it finally demanded a good seat at the table which morphed into the brass ring. As a Chinese proverb once warned (paraphrased), those who ride tigers aren’t in a hurry to get off.
The entire GOP leadership and punditocracy are to blame for this, including those con artists in the Lincoln Project. They toyed with dangerous, unhinged, hateful people to get those votes and then acted like a Schrodinger’s douchebag by telling the rest of us, we don’t believe their crap, their agenda will never pass and they’re all bluster.
Nah, They Might Be Giants said it best in their song, “You and Your Racist Friend.”
Can’t shake the devil’s hand and say you’re only kidding
Meanwhile, the Democrats and their apologists better take heed. Forty years of NeoLiberal bullshit contributed to the Deplorables’ ranks swelling. What happened yesterday won’t give Grampa’ Brunch and the Washington Generals of Congress the push they need to turn the ship of state around. They’re already squandering it as the Blue Dogs from swing states have decided they want to be McConnell. I think it’s a race between millionaire Manchin of West Virginia, it’s like Kentucky but more pathetic; and Sinema of Arizona, she swings both ways, K-Street Whore AND Pimp, especially on Net Neutrality. Small wonder she’s not in the Green Party anymore, they probably expelled her.
That’s it for today. I have a good feeling there will be arrests. These MAGAts stupidly ran live streams of their vandalism, took very identifiable pictures of themselves through Twitter and FuckBook and they have a history of not keeping their mouths shut. Bragging is a key MAGAt trait.
Scored these for Jennifer at the Journey’s in San Antonio. Since they have unicorns and other brightly colored creatures, there was no way she could refuse me. Besides, it was only fair as I have to wear cowboy boots from time to time. The price was incredible too. These were the last and display pair which brought the tag down to a third of what they normally go for. The advantages of feet smaller than mine!
I thought it was funny because Austin still has pockets of agriculture that aren’t far away from the city limits. Given all the cattle farming or is “ranching” a verb? Whatever, due to cows, seeing these bales rolled up in empty fields area common sight.
It’s a pisser that Tanya passed with some embarrassment, first she’s dead, then she’s and oh wait, she’s dead. Well, I want to give Tanya some dignity via my site even if it borders on minuscule in the grand scheme of the universe.
I do recall clearly Tanya was on Charlie’s Angels but it wasn’t a show I watched on a regular basis despite being a young boy starting to get interested in girls. It wasn’t due to my mother’s objections, I had caught on how low-brow and stupid it was. I did see a few episodes over the years and truthfully, it was just formulaic. The only difference between Angels and say Hart to Hart or Mission:Impossible (a stretch to compare against, yet similar plot ideas), was the casting and origins. For a “jiggle show,” the exposition did bring up a valid point in the Seventies, here were three, very skilled, competent women who became cops and got saddled with bullshit duties. Today, we know through Abu Ghraib and the daily news reports of police abuses, women have proven, they too, can be members of the silent, corrupt blue line.
I agree with Tanya’s complaint about the Bond Girl label because it was incorrect. A Bond Girl is one of the women with a brief appearance in the movie to provide cheesecake and/or publicity for the film. Tanya had a role in assisting Roger Moore’s Bond defeat the villain, making her not just a co-star, at least a sidekick yet I would say, the hero’s partner in the story. It’s a bummer Tanya had such a great opportunity wasted in Moore’s horrible farewell performance and crappiest Bond flick until Pierce’s Die Another Day. A View to a Kill was my first time seeing Bond in a theater and not HBO, it had one of the best theme songs by Duran Duran (a-ha repeated this two years later, the songs are a separate debate) and she wasn’t alone: Christopher Walken and Grace Jones were two fantastic villains squandered in this implausible conspiracy.
Her recurring role in the hit SitCom That Seventies Show was cool. I wasn’t onboard with all the Seventies nostalgia, it’s a gross, crappy decade. However, Tanya gave the show a boost in the same vein the movie Grease had Eve Arden and Sid Caesar play teachers. I don’t know what to call it other than a mental callback and/or legitimacy maker.
Lastly, she did plugs with Alan Thicke for my time share in Las Vegas. Sure, people can crap on that all the want. I bet Tanya just laughed it off since I’m betting she got a free place at Tahiti Village in exchange. Not a bad deal, and work is work when it comes to show business.
Thanks for everything Tanya. I regret you passed a relatively early age. My only hope is you died happily, remembering you did get to live your dream.
A now we bid farewell to the American Holiday Stretch which is usually from Thanksgiving to New Year’s Day. Until next “year,” we return to our regular programming and maybe, just maybe the vaccine will bring back the true, regular routine we missed. Nah! I predict with 90% certainty, it’s SSDD. Biden is an asshole and as horrible as the last four years were, the Black Nixon administration was no golden age, just another eight years of lost opportunities the human race will not get back.
One bright spot regarding work is MLK being a paid holiday which earns me a little extra money to tackle the bills. Then it’s the mental beat down until May. I will hoard enough vacation to finally see my beloved Las Vegas again. Just not until it’s really safe.
Next task. Get those new or old resolutions down and resume them since I let the Pandemic throw me off track too much.
This Denny’s was one of the first things I noticed when parking our vehicle at the hotel for New Year’s Eve. A Denny’s? Well, it’s home to a funny, memorable incident in 1983 during my first visit to San Antonio.
For some idiotic reason, my parents thought it would be fun and/or great to make a weekend trip to San Antonio with my grandparents while they were squatting at our house in Houston. Beyond the nice weather for January (it was Spring-like for a Midwesterner), the entire time was boring, stressful and proved to be a stupid idea. My being 14 didn’t help, it’s the age many American teens are probationary Randroids. There were laughs regarding some of our hotel room’s bathroom door damage we discovered, but the piece de resistance (sic) happened at this Denny’s.
After having breakfast, my brother, my dad and I hit the restroom since the next stop was The Alamo. While doing our business, there was this dude in a stall grunting and groaning as if his rectum were being expelled. I can’t spell the noises he made but I can imitate it well. My brother and I could barely contain our laughter at the misfortune. Today, I would be wondering why this guy wasn’t politely covering his mouth or gagging himself to spare us the play-by-play of his struggle. As we left, I had the horrible realization…we just ate at the same place as him? Oh no! Will this be our fate in a few hours or less? The manage should do something too. Those noises are not an endorsement for the Denny’s neither.
Have I ever eaten there in my 26 years of Austin livin’? No. I mean, Denny’s is everywhere and when you visit a nearby city, you want to try something you don’t have at home unless you’re in a hurry.
I thought Dawn was the last cast member to pass away but Tina Louise (Ginger) is alive and well in New York. That’s good. It’s still sad to lose Dawn thanks to her being the iconic Mary Ann which gives rise to the debate, who would men choose if stranded on a desert island? I’m confident the question existed long before the movie Dazed n’ Confused.
Meanwhile, Dawn was a pretty interesting and clever person. She managed to have a decent acting career after being Ms. Nevada…because she could actually act. Landing a permanent gig on Gilligan’s Island was the brass ring for her at the time. Critics thought the show was more crap from Sherwood Schwartz; if critics lived to see what passes for programming on The Learning Channel or Independent Film Channel, they’d pluck their eyes out. Dawn and her agent (also her husband then) sensed something more to the goofy SitCom. She had her contract renegotiated to receive royalties for syndication rights (residuals) in perpetuity at a time when everybody involved only got it for a limited run, I think it used to be seven airings. This probably enabled Dawn to have a decent livelihood while she continued to work in live theater, not just guest appearances on Love Boat or Fantasy Island. My source? Mental Floss.
The remainder of her life is pretty well covered through her imdb.com bio.
Farewell Dawn. Thanks for all the entertainment after school in the Seventies plus becoming an ingrained reference my generation knows in the lyrics of Nada Surf’s “When I Was Young.”
It’s a form of rejoicing that there’s finally vaccine and what’s due in all our near futures. However, I’m still annoyed at how inept the distribution is being handled. Jennifer is a nurse and was promised to receive the first half on December 21. As of now, it hasn’t happened while asshole politicians, especially the deniers and some Brunch Democrats got to cut in line. I can live with my lot because I’m not an emergency responder or work with people needing care. But it’s disgusting when nurses, doctors and teachers are forced to work without protection. Then throw in an utter disregard for Science. Get ready for another spike in two weeks as we say with Thanksgiving and the redneck biker rally starring has-been, shitty Nineties band Assmouth.
Last evening went adequately. Despite local governments (aka, “evil” Democrats) ordering curfews and other means to protect people as Central Texas hit Stage Five, the NeoConfederacy (state supreme court, Gov. Shitbag and AG Klepto) overruled caution for Kapitalism. All the bars and restaurants were bitching, demanding to be super spreader locations on New Year’s Eve. Let’s all remember that when the death toll exceeds 400,000 thanks to the spike caused by greed and stupidity.
But in the interest of transparency, I gave in to Jennifer’s request to come here to San Antonio, crash in this really bitchin’ hotel room with free WiFi. We did hang out briefly at a place called the Thirsty Horse, had several drinks, danced a slow Country number and bailed. Unless you bought a reserved table, you had to be in motion or hang in the second-hand smoke section. We rang it in at the hotel’s very nice restaurant/bar.
This three-day weekend of not being in a hurry at all is going to be great. No cats demanding to be fed at 6 AM. No alarm clocks namely. I had plenty of water to avoid a hangover. Last year was a lesser ring of Hell.
The above picture I got from Jeremy was modified obviously (by me). It begs the question, once we’re over the CV-19 barrier, will we have an unobstructed path the rest of the way with this bridge? I know I’m looking forward to getting the hell out of the house more often. I’ll write more when I have a better idea what exactly I want to achieve or in the case of my horrible weight, what I must achieve.
Still going to avoid crowds as much as possible, especially at the city’s overrated, smelly Riverwalk. I’m looking forward to relaxing in a hotel room with unlimited towels, hot water and free Wi-Fi.
Enjoy your New Year’s Eve festivities.
The masters of reworking movie trailers (and sometimes TV shows) did a solid job bludgeoning the obvious on how shitty 2020 was and will be remembered. It’s cool that Screen Junkies got Patton Oswalt to participate. Past guests Ryan Reynolds as Deadpool and Michael Bolton have been equally hilarious so I shouldn’t have been surprised they got an A-lister to join in on the jokes. I recommend watching this. The nailed why the Biden Regime will another four years wasted.
