Actually, you can put a price on “X”

It’s hard to separate yourself emotionally from situations that are necessarily a very visceral experience.  If you’re a starving person, or worse, a starving person also providing for others, you’re not usually running the economics or ethics of what is appropriate to steal or not to steal.  At most, your considerations run to that which is least likely to get you caught.  If you don’t have to face that situation yourself, however, all sorts of viewpoints can present themselves.  Emotional arguments can be countered with mathematics- philosophy countered with economics.  I like the last couple of panels, it tends to cast things in a different light.  Although, I hate to use the line, but it removes some of the romanticism from the situation.  Are you still Oliver Twist, just trying to survive, if you’re supping on Veal in a wine sauce and baguettes?  Or do you only qualify as less fortunate if you get to choose from Dumpsters 1 & 3?  With that said, if truffles and champagne are what I have available to steal, I’ll take two, please.


FBI’s Most Dangerous – Ray Bradbury?!

This is what happens when you have a government, under the guise of national security, spy on its own people. Our government has spent the last decade and a half selling itself, and its people, on the mass hysteria of national security. We have the Patriot Act, and its successor the USA Freedom Act(a rose by any other name), unsupervised NSA surveillance of its own citizens, etc. When the government can place you on a no fly list without reason and then refuse to tell you that you are on the list, there’s a problem. When the citizens of the nation are not allowed to speak out about being under surveillance because they have been ordered not to, we have a problem. As a nation we continue to refuse to learn from our history. Almost every decade brings a new fear, a new reason to give up more of our rights- to refuse to think and act rationally in exchange for emotional security and hysteria.

In reading through some of the selected quotes below, one of the worst realizations is that the FBI treated this seriously. Their fear that one literary genre, and one author in it, would be so powerful as to subvert its populace was taken seriously. And honestly, their fear was well founded. Writing, and writers, are often subversive. It is a fantastic thing to have in any healthy society. The problem in this case is that the government took it upon themselves to determine that this might be a bad thing for its citizens, rather than letting the citizens choose for themselves. And I guarantee this is still happening today.

Ray Bradbury

I observed a drug deal…

Well, actually, I observed two, but I’m going to talk about the first one.

I was enjoying a Frosty at the park with my daughter.  At two and half years of age, you can get away with entertaining a child by just letting them run around you while sharing licks off of a spoon.  I’m pretty sure she got more licks than I did, but that’s OK, she was definitely doing more of the running…  As we were enjoying our time together, I spent my spare attention on what I do best- people watching.  I observed a young lady walking up the street towards a street corner just opposite of where I was sitting.  She was looking at her phone and had earphones in.  She was somewhere between 16 & 20, it’s hard for me to tell.  Blond, young, pretty.  She made it to the corner and stared around a bit, she was texting on her phone.  As she approached the corner, a young guy, probably a couple years older than the girl, stepped out of vehicle.  He was scruffy, like he didn’t know where he had put his comb.  Probably hadn’t showered that day, either.  It was interesting to note that the girl had a relaxed presence about her.  She was engaged in what she was doing, but wasn’t really concerned that she might need to be somewhere different.  The boy, from the moment got out of his car, he was looking around.  Not in a casual way, as someone would do when they are just seeing their surroundings.  He scanned quickly, jerking his around a little too much, showing tension in what is normally a casual task.  My kids do the same thing when they’re nervous and don’t want to be observed.  You might as well just raise a flag…

So, these two meet up and an interesting ritual takes place.  The greet each other, hug and kiss.  Chit chat for a bit.  Then the hand off is made.  She hands him something with her right hand while he does the same with the left.  It’s almost like two people slapping palms instead of a handshake, except they curl their fingers into their palms and immediately slide their hands into their pockets after doing so.  Then they hug and kiss again and off they go their separate ways.  She walks back the way she came and he takes off in his car.

What I want to know is this: Why the extra layers of B.S.?  Why the kissing and hugs.  It was a social convention, judging by the body language of the two, but why even bother?  A dealer and his client completed a transaction, and beyond a drugs for money relationship, they didn’t look like they ran in the same circles.  So why the façade?  I don’t hug and kiss my doctor or pharmacist…  It’s a conundrum for me, that level of physical contact, that intimacy, for something I have no regard for.  Hmmm.


Tuesdays don’t get much in the way of respect or regard.  As the day immediately following the dreaded and much maligned Monday, Tuesday is often regarded as Monday+, or the 2nd Monday.  Not much love there considering the typically hate that Monday receives.  And unlike a Wednesday or a Thursday, which are viewed in a more positive light given their relative position to the weekend, Tuesday offers no hope of impending salvation, no anticipation of just one more day.  It’s the uphill slope of your week and there’s no seeing the weekend on the other side.  So, in light of this, I offer a Tuesday funny.


Chivalry is dead

I do not believe that chivalry is dead, but I do think that landscape of combat has changed dramatically…

Monday jokes

We can always use a little humor in our lives, because if it got too big, it might not fit…  So with that in mind here are some jokes for Monday!

There’s a band called 1023MB.    They haven’t had any gigs yet.


Helium walks into a bar and orders a beer.  The bartender says, “Sorry, we don’t serve noble gasses here.”  He doesn’t react.


Did you hear about the guy who got cooled to absolute zero?   He’s 0K now.


It’s not easy being a self-made man…   unless you have an Oedipus Complex and a time machine.


How many surrealists does it take to screw in a light bulb?   A fish.


There are two types of people in this world.  Those that can extrapolate to find missing information.


Why did the chicken cross the Mobius strip?  To get to the same side.

Sufficiently advanced technology

Apparently sufficiently advanced technology invalidates the Constitution.

It is interesting to note that the Constitution has been referenced and utilized over much of modern America, from the Internet to manufacturing and beyond, yet, when it comes to whether we are allowed to own a taser, suddenly all those other rulings are no longer applicable.  Clearly an agenda is at play here, not necessarily as a conspiracy, but perhaps for another purpose?  Maybe bullet manufacturers fear a market downturn if we are suddenly allowed electrical based weapons?  What happens when I want a damn laser gun?!


And now for something completely serious.

Those Pesky End Times

A friend of the family is very concerned for my well being.  She will post links to my Facebook page from time to time, warning me of the dangers of vaccination or Sharia Law being imposed on our troops, that sort of thing.  Today’s post concerns the end times and the preparations that are necessary to survive it.  I bring this up today because clearly this was put together by somebody whose cynicism just plain got the better of him and so he decided to profit on it.  Oddly enough, a friend and I were contemplating something similar just yesterday…

I urge you to read through the commentary and the “Show More” link below the video.  I got a good laugh about the Faraday cage.  Apparently they are being sold on the black market for a great deal of money…  I did not realize they needed a black market to sell on, but sure, I’ll bite.

For roughly $38 he will let me in on the secrets that only a select few in the entire Church know about, as well as how to survive the coming end times.  Well, I guess the secret is now also known by roughly 28000 people on YouTube, and the End Times aren’t quite as final as I used to believe, eh?  This gives me hope that I too can offer degrees in Thea sinensis lectio.

It’s Friday

Not much to report on the canine companion, she’s still at the vet.  At this point, we are looking at having her leg removed.  It’s not a 100% yet, as we need to ensure that the rest of her is doing OK, but that is what is looking to be the likely option.  My wife went and visited her today and she was happy to see her.  She was still a bit groggy from having been sedated for more x-rays.  There is concern about her spine as she was not using her back legs, but the results came back pretty positive that it is likely just a combination of a displaced hip, swelling and pain.

Other than that, did you know that BB King once played a show where a string broke while he was playing.  Rather than stop, he just kept on playing and singing as he re-stringed and retuned.  That’s pretty impressive!