"Don't Get Stuck On Stupid!"

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Sunday, October 23, 2005

Fun While It Lasted

Well, I had thoughts of making this blog into something. I was really kind of taken with the title more than anything else.

However, I'm suffering from Blog Burnout. Mostly, I don't have the time to really commit to it, or to fix the template over here.

So, that being said, I'm going back to being Partisan Pundit. That's how I cut my teeth in this blog world, and it's who I'm the most comfortable being.

I've also realized that I've had the wrong focus. I saw myself as something of a crusader, trying to change people's minds by showing them the truth, as well as I was able. But you know what I realized? A great many people aren't interested in the truth. Changing minds is difficult when emotion is so wrapped up in a worldview that reason can't penetrate the folds. I'm sure I suffer to some degree from this problem, but hey.

Any way. Blogging stopped being fun, so I've had to take a hard look at why, and the answer is this: because I was doing it wrong.

So, I'm going back to doing what I want to do. Posting what I want, not what I feel like I should. Some silly stuff, some serious. Some tongue in cheek, some scathing and intolerant. If you like it, read it. If you don't, read it anyway, and maybe a post a response. Or don't.

Anyway. I'll be posting exclusively back at http://partisan-pundit.blogspot.com from now on. I'll transfer over some of my better DigSauce posts from here, leave this up for a few weeks, then blast it.

That's it for now. See you back at the barn.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

School Answering Machine

Reposted from an email. I'm sure it's one of those urban legends, but it's still really funny.
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This is the message that the Pacific Palisades High School (California) Staff voted unanimously to record on their school telephone answering machine. This came about because they implemented a policy requiring students and parents to be responsible for their children's absences and missing homework.

The school and teachers are being sued by parents who want their children's failing grades changed to passing grades even though those children were absent 15-30 times during the semester and did not complete enough school work to pass their classes.

This is the actual answering machine message for the school:

"Hello! You have reached the automated answering service of your school. In order to assist you in connecting to the right staff member, please listen to all your options before making a selection:

"To lie about why your child is absent - Press 1

"To make excuses for why your child did not do his work- Press 2

"To complain about what we do - Press 3

"To swear at staff members - Press 4

"To ask why you didn't get information that was already enclosed in your newsletter and several flyers mailed to you - Press 5

"If you want us to raise your child - Press 6

"If you want to reach out and touch, slap or hit someone - Press 7

"To request another teacher for the third time this year- Press 8

"To complain about bus transportation - Press 9

"To complain about school lunches - Press 0

"If you realize this is the real world and your child must be accountable and responsible for his/her own behavior, class work, homework, and that it's not the teachers' fault for your child's lack of effort: Hang up and have a nice day!"

If you can read this, thank a teacher.

If you are reading it in English, thank a veteran.
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Update: Confirmed Urban Legend. Still funny, though.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

In Case You're Curious...

This is me.


Also me...

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Not agaaaain.

The Therapist is currently over on aisle Five, next to the pickled eggs and "ethnic" foods, having a complete hissy fit. He's thrown himself on the floor and is kicking his spindly legs while furiously pounding the ground with his soft, girlish fists. It's really quite a spectacle.

I'm thinking the only way to make him stop is:
a) Give him the damn sucker candy already.
b) Promise him a trip to Toys R Us if he will just please Please PLEASE stop, okay? Please? Honey? For mommy? Okay?
or...
c) Send him some frickin' traffic.

Listen, I know what a burden that hit counter can be. Much like the proverbial millstone around one's neck. It's that Monkey on Your Back, your arch nemesis, that co-depenent girlfriend you hate but just can't bear to leave.

Although, I remember the day I got over 11 hits in one 24 hour period, and it was like Fourth of July and Christmas all rolled into one, so I'm not really sure what Mister 160,467 hits has got his BVD's all in a twist about.

So go. Now. Then hit "refresh" multiple times. Delete your cookies, then visit again so he get's more "unique" visits. Then, create a post where you link him multiple times so that he gets boosted up to something like a Megalithic Japaneese Monster in the TLB ecosystem.

Then, and only then, send him a care package with some peppermint tea, some cool, scented towels for his forehead, and several free samples of Lexapro you kiped from the free clinic. Hopefully this will assuage his frazzled noives and convince him to quit stamping his pretty little foot, and switch his banner back around.

I really enjoy his writing, and hope he unlocks his bedroom door and comes out to play before too much longer.

Yo, TT. Love ya man. But....you had it comin'.

Heh.

Monday, October 17, 2005

Whyizzit?

Whyizzit I’m supposed to respect the beliefs of Muslims, Hindus, gays, new-agers and every ethnic minority or majority, but in movies and on the streets my Savior is given all sorts of middle names I know he never had, His name used as casual profanity. And I’m just supposed to deal with it, get a thicker skin? Salman Rushdie writes Satanic Verses and gets a death sentence. I can go to jail for opposing homosexual curriculums in my son's kidnergarten. Yet I'm supposed to suffer through garbage like "Dogma," "Saved" and "The Last Temptation of Christ" without so much as a raised eyebrow?

Whyizzit I can’t talk about salvation by grace in a school after hours, but I can learn about homosexuality in social studies?

Whyizzit my child will get suspended from school if his drawing in art class is about violent death, but the school nurse can refer my daughter to a clinic where her unborn child will suffer a violent death?

Whyizzit we want to ban Tom Sawyer and Huck Fin because they contain racial slurs, but Grand Theft Auto II and Gansta Rap are protected speech?

Whyizzit a college professor who supports intelligent design becomes the laughing stock of his department, while another college professor suggests that victims of terrorism “had it coming” and becomes a rallying point for academic freedom?

Whyizzit the “right to privacy” apparently protects sodomy and abortion, but we can’t seem to do anything about the swarms of paparazzi who make the lives of popular actors a living hell?

Whizzit the media keeps talking about the just ratified "US-backed Constitution" in Iraq, thus perpetuating the viewpoint that the new Parliment is nothing more than a puppet-government?
Whizzit one parent complaining can stop a coach from praying with his teammates before a game, but another parent complaining can't restart it?

Whizzit that Child Protective Services get more money the more children they take away from their families?
The new law provides states with cash incentives to find permanent homes for children in foster care. A state will receive $4,000 in federal funds for each foster child adoption which exceeds a base number of foster care adoptions in a fiscal year, and an additional $2,000 for special needs adoptions. In fiscal 1998, the base number will be the average of adoptions in the previous 3 fiscal years. In succeeding years, through 2002, the base is the number of adoptions of the preceding fiscal year. States are to use the federal funds to provide post-adoption services to children and families.
Whizzit this world seems to have gone completely friggin' crazy?

Linked at Mudville Gazette, Stop The ACLU, California Conservative, and Cafe Oregano

Help wanted: 4,900 Virgins

Apparently, US air strikes killed upwards of 70 terrorists in two separate strikes yesterday.

Bad day to be a bad guy. Heh.

Damn quagmire.

Monday, October 10, 2005

Expression vs. Oppression: Free Speech vs. Class

There has been some humorous kerfuffling around the blogosphere regarding the woman (I certainly won't describe her as a "lady") who was apparently kicked off an Southwest Airlines flight because she refused to cover up or remove a profane political t-shirt slogan which made a play on the movie title "Meet the Fockers"...save for one crucial vowel.

She then goes off on some sheehan-esque rant about how soldiers are dying in Iraq for Freedom (okay, well, Sheehan would never admit the "...for freedom" part), and yet she has to (horror of horrors!) cover up a shirt that says "F*ckers" on it while riding on crowded public transportation. OPPRESSION!!

Chick, this ain't about soldiers dying for freedom. It's not about freedom of speech. You're a middle-aged lefty feminazi living in the lap of luxury compared to the people in Iraq. This isn’t about being oppressed; it’s about showing a little focking class.

Picture this. I'm boarding the plane, walking up the aisle with my eight-year old son in tow. You are already in your seat, brandishing your scathing rhetorical wit proudly emblazoned across your sagging thirty-somethings. My eight-year old son can read. He glances over at your shirt, and then quickly glances back, his face turning a little red from embarrassment.

A few minutes later, as we sit in our seats, my son leans over and whispers, "Uh, dad? Why did that lady's shirt say the f-word?"

What should my response be? "Well, son. You see, it’s her Constitutionally protected right to express herself in any way she see’s fit, even if it uses the kinds of words that I would wash your mouth out with soap if I heard at the dinner table.”

Or maybe, Option B:Well, son, you see, she’s a clueless twat.”

Me, I’m liking Option B.

Then of course, the Anti-Christ's Luciferian Utopia has to join the fray. How's this for a quote:

Allen Lichtenstein, lawyer for the American Civil Liberties Union in Nevada, said Heasley's T-shirt is "protected" political speech under the Constitution. The real issue, he said, is that the airline allowed her to wear the shirt onboard and then objected only when people complained.

...Wait for it....

"That they changed rules in the middle of a flight simply because someone didn't like it and it might be problematic," he said.
Wha...? Splutter...? Beg pardon? Is this NOT just the clearest statement of ACLU general policy you've every seen? Let one disgruntled parent complain and now we've got a spring festival instead of an Easter pageant. The ACLU is all about stifling free speech as soon as one person complains. Why, then, are they suddenly so interested in this injustice? What mind-numbing hypocrisy.

And for a parting comment?

"I have always flown Southwest everywhere I go," Heasley said. "I will never fly with them again. They can disrespect somebody else."
Yeah. The close-minded bastards. Disrespecting people is vewy bad, isn't it? Like, oh say, putting some politicians' pictures on your shirt and calling them "f*ckers," for example? Or strutting profanity where old folks and children can drink it in, whether they want to or not?

Lorrie Heasley, you are definitely Stuck on Stupid.

Linked at Mudville Gazette, Basil's Blog, and Outside the Beltway

A beautiful slice-and-dice on ID v. Darwinism

Why Intelligent Design Is Going to Win

(H/t to RightWingSparklyThing for the link.)

As superior intellects strive to understand the metaphysics of information, they will find the information-oriented arguments of ID increasingly sensible and appealing. ID will fit nicely into the emerging worldview of tomorrow's intellectual elite

...and this...

The only remaining question is whether Darwinism will exit gracefully, or whether it will go down biting, screaming, censoring, and denouncing to the bitter end. Rightly or wrongly, the future belongs to ID.
Go. Read It. Now. Use it to ClueBatTM your frothing liberal Darwinist friends. Yes, both of them.

What?! ME pray for a Muslim!?

Damn straight.

Been watching the Pakistan earthquake news. It tears my heart out to watch. Worse than New Orleans by an order of magnitude. In many ways, worse than the Indonesia tusnami. By one account, more than 70% of the buildings in the affected area were destroyed. Many of those were schools and apartment buildings, trapping and/or killing hundreds. Pictures of grade school children, silent, unmoving, glimpsed through gaps in the rubble.

Dammit dammit DAMMIT!!! You feel helpless. You know there's nothing you can do, and just praying seems an awful lot like a tear in a rainstrom, but if it's all you've got, I guess it's what you do. And donate to the International Red Cross.

Then there is the grimly cynical part of my mind wonders what all the frothing mullahs who called the Nawlins Hurricane the wrath of Allah have to say about 30,000 Muslims crushed beneath chunks of concrete in Pakistan. Allah seems to be pissed at pretty much everybody these days.

And then I have to remember, a snake oil salesman by the name of Robertson is dragging MY faith through the same rhetorical muck by spewing his brimstone and bile. I just have to wonder how long it will be before he weighs in with another "God smote the living shineola outta you cuz you were bad." I mean, even if your really believe that, the time and place to spout it is certainly NOT when people are still sifting through the wreckage looking for loved ones.

I wonder if there is some sort of syndrome or condition called "grief overload" where after a while, you just sort of ignore crap like this in favor of preserving your sanity.

I just can't imagine losing 10 or 15 members of your extended family in one awful moment.

My prayers are with thee.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Hooray for MSN! Post #1

In the proud tradition of Mean ol' Meany, I submit THIS for your edufication:



I mean, I'm Number #4 on the list! WOO-HOO!