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Wednesday, May 30, 2007
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What The Fucking Fuck Fuck Fuckitty? I know I'm not the first blogger on this, but fer chrissakes, I'm pissed. I'm not happy that the Democrats backed down on the war funding bill. So Bush was gonna veto - big fucking deal! That puts the blame squarely on him, because - get this - 70-fucking-percent of the American public is on their side in this. Sure, there's that 25-30% that would support Bush if he raped and ate babies on live TV, but they're not going to support the Democrats anyway. So I'm not happy about that, not at all. But maybe, I figured, maybe they knew they didn't have the votes to pull it off again. Maybe. But according to the NYT, the Democrats were afraid Bush would speak harshly about them. Democrats said they did not relish the prospect of leaving Washington for a Memorial Day break — the second recess since the financing fight began — and leaving themselves vulnerable to White House attacks that they were again on vacation while the troops were wanting. That criticism seemed more politically threatening to them than the anger Democrats knew they would draw from the left by bowing to Mr. Bush.Let's parse that out, shall we? The American public wouldn't have been angry at Congress over the funding bill not being passed. They'd be angry at Bush. Which they are already. DOY! Then, there's the vacation thing. Reid was worried about the appearances of that? Hell, the American public already think you jokers in DC get too much vacation time. Jeezy-creezy! The way to contradict that is to say, "OK, we tried to get you to understand that the American people want this war to end, but you're too stupid. That's OK. We'll stick around here in Washington and make sure you get it." Then, when Bush goes down to the Sack-O-Shit Dude Ranch in Crawford, he shows himself to be even more of the slacker and lazy ass he is. The Democrats shouldn't be afraid of being called names - the Pundits, Hate Radio hosts and GOP thugs are going to call them names no matter what. If someone calls you defeatist, you point out that sending the troops to fight an unwinnable war in a country full of heavily-armed factions that are able to multitask their hatred enough to attack American soldiers and the other ethnic groups at the same time, and send those troops without proper weapons, armor or supplies, and then brazenly handing fat, no-bid contracts to incompetent and/or criminal leeches - that's defeatist. If someone says you're encouraging Al Qaeda, remind them of how Iraq is now Al Qaeda's best training ground, fund raising source and recruiting poster. Remember "Bring it on"? That's encouraging Al Qaeda. Fuck that chickenshit fear of name-calling. I've been called names all my life - and I've been called worse things by better people. Names don't hurt. Running from the name-callers, though, that hurts. That shows them that you're afraid of them, which gets their tiny little dicks hard. If the GOP calls names, call them names right back. Hit those motherfuckers with the truth so hard that they wind up shitting their own teeth. The American people want some fucking courage, not more of the same bullshit. Feh. You'd think they'd've learned by now. Apparently, you'd be thinking wrong. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 10:24:00 AM   | Wednesday, May 23, 2007
I've Got A Theory It doesn't involve bunnies, as far as I can tell. Just hear me out on this: Think back to the early 1990s. The Soviet Union is busy collapsing, there's lots of talk about all the bureaucrats being out of work as the government agencies that employed them are privatized. That's a lot of Communist goons out of work, but just a few years later, where are they? No one knows. Now, think back to something else that happened just a year or two later. Bill Clinton tried to push through a relatively sensible health care plan, and the Retuhugs went apeshit. They shrieked about Communism, about bureaucracy, and about how our healthcare system would be in the toilet. Fast forward 15 years, give or take. Look at our healthcare system. Reams of paperwork. Indifferent (and insufficient) care. Hours spent on the telephone trying to get an answer to a simple question, only to get hung up on before you can say a word. You know what I think? I think those apparatchiks came over here and got jobs working for insurance companies and hospital corporations. I'm not saying Vladimir Putin's behind it, but the man was a KGB officer back in the day. It's been obvious for a while that the modern GOP is home to a bunch of neo-Stalinist goons, and once you understand the overall framework, it's easy to see how this all fits into a master plan. Neo-Stalinists undermine the GOP and then systematically work to destroy our government and spend all of our money. At the same time, Soviet bureaucrats - the masters of pointless paperwork and red-tape-runarounds - occupy our health insurance companies and do everything in their power to destroy our health. It all makes sense when you look at it that way, doesn't it? posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 12:05:00 PM | Tuesday, May 22, 2007
This Comes As No Surprise Gay Britons Serve in Military With Little Fuss Since the British military began allowing homosexuals to serve in the armed forces in 2000, none of its fears — about harassment, discord, blackmail, bullying or an erosion of unit cohesion or military effectiveness — have come to pass, according to the Ministry of Defense, current and former members of the services and academics specializing in the military. The biggest news about the policy, they say, is that there is no news. It has for the most part become a nonissue.It's like I've said for I don't know how long - gays serving openly in the military is not the end of the world. It's not even a speed bump. Get over it, you fucking pea-brained homophobes. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 12:28:00 PM | Monday, May 21, 2007
Busy Cats! The cats were busy while I was gone today, but it looks like they really enjoy Dino Hunt: 
posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 5:34:00 PM | Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Duuuuude. Wait, I Did What? Illinois stoner gives a kid a Really Happy Meal: We realize that you have to disguise your stash when you go to work, but hiding your pipe, marijuana and lighter in a happy meal box is a dangerous idea.Here's the real danger of drug use: it makes you more likely to do stupid shit like this and become a laughingstock. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 1:14:00 PM | Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Jerry, I Think Maybe Someone's Sending You A Message Theofascist, bigot and homophobe Jerry Falwell found unconscious in his office. [EDIT] He's dead, Jim. I'll leave it to others to take the high moral ground here. I hated Falwell, and I'm glad he's dead. The only thing I regret is that it didn't happen sooner. He was a sick, twisted bigot that was instrumental in the rise to power of the current crop of theo-fascist sickos we've got infesting our government. Anything I could say about Falwell would pale in comparison to the noxious hatred he spewed on a daily basis. I just hope it was a painful exit for him, and that he's somewhere very, very warm right now. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 12:25:00 PM | I Come From A Tough Family Want proof? Dig this: A delivery truck ran over a cyclist's head, leaving him only with a concussion and a mangled helmet. Ryan Lipscomb, 26, was shaken up, especially after he saw the condition of his helmet.See what I mean? So all of my enemies out there can just give up on their plots. We Lipscombs, even the Yankee ones, are just too damn hard to kill. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 8:11:00 AM | Friday, May 11, 2007
Meme Time! Saw this on Smoooochie's blog, and said, "What the hell? Why not?" These interview things can be fun, so here we go: 1. Give us the lowdown on your fridge like they do in Cribs. What's in it right now? Kitchen fridge: Leftover pizza, leftover sweet & sour chicken (homemade), leftover saffron rice with chicken, half a bottle of merlot, about a quart of skim milk, butter, jelly, 4 varieties of cheese, grapes, lettuce, tomatoes, carrots, a leftover roast chicken to be converted into baggies of cooked chicken for future meals, yogurt, cottage cheese, assorted condiments and bacon. Garage (beer!) fridge: 12 pack of Shiner Bock, 1 bottle Sam Adams Honey Porter, 1 bottle Sam Adams Black Lager, bottle of champagne, whipped cream, bottle of chardonnay. 2. If you were going to have a top chef come to your house to cook you a meal who would you want to cook for you and what would the meal be? Details please. Any chef ever: Julia Child. I'd want her to surprise me - anything she wanted to cook would be just fine. Things I bet she'd cook like nobody's business: escargot, fillet mignon, I'd eat just about any vegetable she cooked, maybe some baugettes and herbed butter, a soup of the rich and creamy variety, puff pastries for dessert. Lots and lots of wine, port with dessert. Living chefs: Iron Chef Masaharu Morimoto, but I get to watch him prepare it. Theme ingredient: bluefin tuna. 3. If you could go back in movie history what famous role would you like to have played? Captain Blood. Of course. I'd settle for Nick Charles, too - that way, I'd get to kiss Myrna Loy. Yum! 4. Karl Rove shows up one night at your door. He says that his car died and he seems to have lost his infamous Blackberry. What do you tell him? "Does anyone know you're here? No? That's too bad. Come on in!" ::laughs evilly:: 5. What 5 albums would you take with you on a solo cross country trip? 5 only! I'm assuming mix albums aren't allowed.
1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me.” 2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions. 3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions. 4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post. 5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 9:30:00 AM | Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Cold Fury The Texas Lege, our attempt to mainstream congenital idiots, has gone and done it again. I'm not a big fan of Governor Goodhair, but I retired my former nickname for him, "Governor Assbag", when he signed an executive order that all 11 and 12 year old girls in Texas receive the HPV vaccine. Yes, I know one of his former aides is a lobbyist for Merck. I know this had less to do with immunizing young girls from a deadly virus and more to do with dancing with them what brung you. I know that, but I don't care. Whatever the reason, the result was good. The end does not always justify the means, but this was a relatively harmless means and a pretty big end. Compared to, say, invading a sovereign nation and causing the deaths of hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians just to depose one dictator, well, it ain't so bad. I prefer to save my outrage for bad things. Like I said, I was thrilled with Perry's decision. I knew there'd be a shit-storm of protest from the so-called "Christian" (read: misogynist) lobby. They've got a majority in the Lege ("The National Institute For Bad Ideas", the late, great Molly Ivins called it), and they couldn't stand the thought of something that made sex less dangerous for women. No, those dirty little whores need to be punished for having sex. They need to get pregnant and stay pregnant, so no birth control and no abortions. They need to stay pure and untainted, because their pussies belong to their fathers until Daddy gives that sweet virgin poontang to her husband. If they do decide to take control of their own bodies and their own sexuality, they need to suffer for it. HPV is an insidious virus. It doesn't kill everyone that gets it, but it's one of the leading causes of ovarian cancer. HPV infects about half of all men and women in the US - it's everywhere. The thing the fundies love about it? Worst case, for men, they get genital warts. Women, though? They can die. Yeah, sure, we need those boys to control their animal lusts for Jeezus, but they don't deserve to die for gettin' a little, because, Hell, if a guy needs to get him some trim, he needs it, and he can always cry about it at the next altar call and he'll be forgiven. The fundies, they love them some men that cry for Jeezus. So I'm not surprised that the He-Man Woman Hater's Club killed Perry's executive order. "We should not and are now not going to offer the 165,000 11-year-olds in Texas up to be the study group for Merck to find out what the implications of this vaccine would be for these girls," he said.Well I'll be dipped in shit! You mean Merck didn't test this vaccine? Let's look at that, shall we? ::googles for 5 seconds:: According to the CDC, Bonnen (who, as I said earlier, probably doesn't make a habit of sodomizing goats) is full of shit. Please, set aside your shock and read: The FDA has licensed the HPV vaccine as safe and effective. This vaccine has been tested in over 11,000 females (ages 9-26 years) around the world. These studies have shown no serious side effects. The most common side effect is soreness at the injection site. CDC, working with the FDA, will continue to monitor the safety of the vaccine after it is in general use.So, after five years of testing, there's almost no serious side effects, and Bonnen is all the sudden developing a solicitous (and kind of creepy, really) concern for the health and safety of 11-year-old girls? I don't even have to smell it to know it's bullshit. The Junior Anti-Sex League doesn't give a goat's rectal drippings about the health of women, except insofar as it's health they control on their own terms. Pussies and wombs belong to them, not the women that carry them around. Women don't need to enjoy sex, and in fact, should fear it. Sex is bad, cramming your uterus full of more babies than can fit in a clown car is good - be happy if you're a brood mare for Jeezus, not if you're in a good, mutually emotionally and sexually satisfying relationship. Make a note of the members of the lege that voted for HB1098. If you've got time, money or a soapbox, make sure you do what you can to keep those sadistic sons of bitches out of the Lege from here on out. As far as I'm concerned, they'll have the blood of every girl that gets cancer on their hands from here on out. Fucking murdering bastards. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 11:06:00 AM | Monday, May 07, 2007
Sadness Weekend before last, I brewed up the wort for a batch of robust porter. It was beautiful - dark and rich, definitely bound to be tasty as hell.  So last weekend, I moved it from the primary fermenter to a glass carboy for the second stage. It had aged well, and I had a tiny taste, and it was definitely going to be some good shit. Sadly, it won't now. Alec wanted to help me make my beer taste better, so he pulled off the stopper and threw in a heaping handful of cat kibble. It's a good thing we have two adorable kittens in the house - Melissa got me to sit down and hold them in my lap until I calmed down. Five gallons of beer had to be poured down the drain. Friday, I'll pick up another kit and try it again. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 3:59:00 PM | Cheating A friend pointed me at a fascinating piece from NPR, "The Honest Truth About Cheating. I liked it so much, I bought a transcript so I could blog about it. The setup is that 34 first year graduate business students at Duke got caught cheating on their finals in March. The piece is an interview with Donald McCabe, a professor at Rutgers University that conducted a survey of 5300 students at 54 universities across the nation. Professor McCabe found three groups most likely to be involved in cheating: Athletes, members of fraternities and sororities and business majors. Isn't that something? I mean, for shocking news, that's about as far from shocking as you can get. Athletes don't get to play if they don't pass, so that pressure's easy to understand. It's not excused, of course - cheating is cheating. Frat boys and sorority girls? They like to have high GPAs because it helps them appear more elite. Business majors, that's a no-brainer, too. For almost the last 30 years, we've been told that the Free Market is the ultimate test of ideas and abilities - victory or death, winner take all, etc. Ever since Reagan, a sick form of social darwinism has held sway in America's board rooms and that's filtered down to our business schools. What matters is a piece of paper from the "right" school - it doesn't matter one damn bit if you earned that paper, or if you know what the hell it's about. No, what matters is that you've got it, and can put "MBA" after your name. That's why our economy is in the shitter right now, why we consistently see idiotic decisions that screw over the workers, trash companies' finances and reward executive incompetence. It's why ordinary workers are told they have to justify a puny one percent raise, why we see companies run into the ground by executives micromanaging to the stock price instead of building a strong company that can last for the long term. It's sick-making, it's stupid, and it's yet another reason I'm becoming less and less optimistic about our future as a nation. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 1:02:00 PM | Saturday, May 05, 2007
| Friday, May 04, 2007
I'm A Sucker... ... for weird news. Bonus points if there's Templars, Freemasons, Atlantis and/or Pole Shifts involved. I don't necessarily believe the news, but it's fun to read and often useful in planning gaming campaigns. This is cool. A Scottish church which featured in the best-selling novel "The Da Vinci Code" has revealed another mystery hidden in secret code for almost 600 years.The Mitchells' website is here, with a sample of the music. I'm going to have to bookmark this so I can perhaps use it in the next High Weirdness campaign I run. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 10:58:00 AM | Thursday, May 03, 2007
What The Fucking Fuck? Don Imus gets fired for calling college basketball players "Nappy-headed hos", Rush Limbaugh plays this piece of magic, and what happens to him? And people wonder why I think the GOP's chock-full of unreconstructed bigots? posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 6:51:00 PM | Home Again The training trips are over. I spent a week in Denver last week and a week in Tulsa this week. Of the two, I prefer Denver. I noticed something, though. Any time I'm on a plane scheduled to go through Dallas, there's problems. Delays out of the gate, delays landing, mechanical problems, large, sweaty hygienically-challenged people seated next to me... So I'm going to have to make sure I route future travel away from Dallas. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 6:38:00 PM | Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Oh, This Is, Like, LIKWID AWSUM What if a Norse Skald wrote "Little Bunny Fu-Fu"? It's fuckin' hilarious. posted by Adam C. Lipscomb at 11:01:00 AM | |
