If You Drive Like This, You STINK!

In heavy traffic, tailgating is a prim cause of chain reaction rear-end collisions. The car in front slows or stops. The cars behind are so close that the driver never has time to lift off the accelerator pedal, much less brake. Rear-end #1. Lather rinse repeat and I've seen 3 cars in a row, rear-end chain reacting.

The street is not a racetrack. Nobody knows when some moron on a call is going to slow, stop, change lanes, or turn. On the track, everyone brakes and turns in the same spots, and all the drivers know where they are. Even so, there are horrendous accidents due to following very close.

So you STINK at driving if, in traffic, you zoom up behind somebody, tailgate them for a little while, then zoom around and cut them off, only to be tailgating the car in front of the first somebody. You stink TWICE if you pull this boneheaded stunt in a tall truck, and you can look right over the top of the small car in front of you and see they are traveling at a speed dictated by the car in front of THEM.

Big Brother To Address Students!

Big Brother Himself is to address the children in government schools all across the nation, September 8th 2009! They will all be exposed to the personal presence of our Dear Leader via the television monitors in each classroom. Teachers will encourage the students to ponder the wisdom of the Blessed Obama using lesson plans created by the U.S. Department of Education.

Surely, once they see how wonderful Himself is, they will want to help further his plans! Maybe, dare we hope, the older high-school students will be encouraged to sign up with Organizing For America!

Homeschool or indoctrination. It's your choice.

As one caller to the Laura Ingraham said, "If President Obama wants to say anything to my kids, he can filter it through me." Another caller said he called his kid's school and they didn't know anything about the President's plan, and put him on hold. A couple of minutes later, when they got him off-hold, there were 15 other callers about it. I am happy to say, there is huge potential for grassroots backlash from this misguided effort.

Obama: trying to change the world by making one fawning, unthinking convert to HIMSELF at a time. Because it's all about Him.

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Update, the next day: Local school district (Leander) says they do not have the resources to push a webcast into all the classrooms. They figured out this was a potential problem when concerned parents started calling their childrens' schools. LISD says they might put the webcast & curriculum online for students to get around to later.

BHO: Fail.

Still Recovering, By The Way.

Right now I'm a Hungry Mungry. I had some water and a couple of pieces of toast for breakfast. Anything more than that would make my poor widdle tummy feel icky. Anything less and my body chemistry goes sour. I'm on the frequent small meals plan because I have to, not because I want to. Thank God I can at least eat from the normal menu again, even if I can't fill 'er up all at once.

When Things Go Bump In The Night

I was awakened by a loud clattering/sliding noise this morning. I immediately recognized it as something small, hard, and plastic, being batted across the coffee table by VFDKitty#1. I gave out a sigh, thought "that stupid cat" and rolled over in bed to check the time (02:21). I listened, myself still and quiet, for any other noises that would indicate it were not the cat. I almost went to sleep again, but decided it was awfully bumpy for things in the night around here.

Glock: Check
MagLite: Check
Creep & Peep: Check
Doors & windows all secure: Check
Cat awake, all others sleeping: Check

VFDKitty's explanation was as follows (and I quote): "grrreow".

Stupid cat. Oh well. No harm, no felony foul, I guess. Back to bed.

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Note to "Disaffected Youth"

Note to any "disaffected youth" (read: muslim terrorist wannabe's) who might think it's a good idea to start burning cars and lighting bombs off in the USA (like they did in France earlier, and now in Sweden:

We have guns here, and lots of them, because we like the idea of defending our property. If this sort of tomfoolery starts on our side of the pond, don't be surprised if you catch a hot one for taking part in it.

F.Y.I.

CAMPO & CAPMETRO Leftist Failure Continues.

The geniuses at CAMPO are going to try to use Federal stimulus money to cover a Capital Metro budget shortfall. They are also talking about cutting some services that statistically nobody uses.

The alternative to using your grandchildrens' money to fund the city buses in Austin? Charging higher fares to the people who are actually USING the bus. Savage was right. Liberalism IS a mental disorder.

In related news, because unions are about union dues coming in to the coffers and not the greater good, the driver and service union thugs are protesting cutting nonessential services that nobody uses, even though we are borrowing money to pay for them.

Source: the radio news on the way to work today.

My Blood: Mine!

The Day Has Come. I mentioned before that the Texas Senate had passed a morally EVIL law allowing blood draws without all the old "medical freedom, personal liberty, and anti-self-incrimination" hoops being jumped through.

Tomorrow, this law goes into effect.

I fully anticipate never having my blood drawn by a police officer, because I follow the laws on the road, including not drinking and driving. If the police wanted a breathalyzer test from me, it would probably be for a pretty good reason (most likely involving a sketchy wreck). That's probable cause, and 100% of the time I would be scot-free because I N.E.V.E.R drink and drive (not being a f*cking idiot).

BUT

If some police officer got a wild hair and wanted to take my blood, it would almost certainly require the assistance of a Tazer or several other officers all at once. Also, some new pieces of paper would be handed to a judge with my name on them. They would have fun vocabulary words like "resisting" "failure" and "assaulting." As I mentioned in my previous post, the ACLU would probably help me to give them some papers too, with fun phrases like "under color of law."

For the most part, all the same arguments will be directly applicable to lifting fingerprints from my fingers without my consent, via the new (and Jackboot Thug of Oppression Approved) Blue Check fingerprinting system. Lift them from something I touched, if you can. Try to get my fingers on your sensor, and there's a fight about to jump off.

You Statist Bastards.

Back In Black!

The company where I work had its first unprofitable quarter EVER, Q408. Sales picked up slightly, a bit of "dead weight" was trimmed (not me, thanks God) and we got a few new contracts & busniess models online.

We are far enough out of the red ink to announce it to the whole company. Thank God. I REALLY didn't want to have to look for a new job in the middle of a depression.

There Is No Way.

I would not submit to life in a ghetto.
I would not submit to arrest.
I would not get on a boxcar, train, plane, or in a truck or car.
I would not obey instructions when I got to camp.
I would not follow the yellow line.
I would not obey guards' orders.

I would f*cking not crawl into a standing cell, especially if I knew I would be left there to die, standing with three other innocent men.

I might die on my feet, but only if the bullet catches my brain just right.
You won't find me dead with my hands bound or face covered, either, unless a tazer or tranquilizer were involved.
If I'm going to be killed by my government, it will be as a free man, fighting against it.

National Socialst party slogan: "We won't do it again, this time, we promise."

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2 Promises to all persons, everywhere: 1: If you say, in my hearing, that the holocaust never happened, I will punch you as hard as I can, in the mouth, if I can reach it. 2: If you are joking, you will be made to take it back. Forcibly, if required, see item 1, above.