Negative Campaigning

It looks like I’ll be eating my words. In an earlier post I said that I thought Hillary would win the primary because she is bound to get most of the super delegates. As Obama’s lead grows that may not be a foregone conclusion.

I’m sure you’ve heard Obama’s “Yes We Can” speech. If not, click here.

If you’d like to fully understand why Sen. Clinton will lose, check out her video response to the Yes We Can video:

I feel like I’m watching an “Up with People” rally. This video says, Hillary is the whiter candidate and ready to audition for the Sonny and Cher show. I can’t imagine this video really came from her camp. If not, this is the best piece of negative campaigning ever created. If it is from the Hillary campaign, it must of been created by a Republican.

There’s more soul in the Banana Splits.

I watched this show religiously when I was a kid along with H.R. Pufnstuf. Why did I watch this? I’m not sure. I clearly remember dreaming of driving around in the Banana Buggy with Drooper the lion, Snorky the Elephant, Fleegle the Beagle, and Bingo, the whatever he was. Little did I know that the Banana Splits was part of the government’s new pro-epilepsy policy.

If the Clinton video is what happens to white musicians that never take any drugs, then the Banana Splits is what happens to drug users that turn Republican.

This one hurts also. . .

America’s Home Grown Terrorists. Anonymous fights back

While working on my early 19th century vocabulary, I noticed that huckleberry’s like myself have been watching this Scientology brew-ha-ha grow into a nare-do-well ruckus for a couple of months now, dag-nab-it.

First there was the book, Tom Cruise: An Unauthorized Biography, which paid for lawyers all over the world to send their children to college. I don’t know if any of these accusations are real, but even before I heard them I was dubious about Mr. Cruise. What kind of person sues for being called gay? How insecure is he? The Cruise cult immediately released their lawyer dogs and tried to sue in England.

Then came the Tom Cruise interview video that the Scientologists tried to redact from the internet. (Click here).

They’re still trying to sue anyone who posts it, which makes me wonder if they really think the internet is just a series of tubes. I would of loved to be at the office party when the lawyers were told they were going to be paid for censoring the internet. How much does that cost? I haven’t seen thinking like that since the Republicans demanded the government deport 11 million Mexicans. “Yeah, we’ll get right on that.” – spokesman for the Dept. Of Immigration.

Best I can figure, Scientology may just be a cult of lawyers. Not much else about them makes sense.

The Internet fights back!

Yesterday a group calling themselves ‘Anonymous’ took to the streets to protest Scientology. Some of them even protested outside Austin’s own Church of Scientology on the Drag. Anonymous is a group of interneters that feel they’ve had enough of the vindictive ways of the Church of Scientology and its corrupt nature.

For years I had decided to give the Cult of Cruise the benefit of the doubt; after all, I’ve never heard of them actually hurting anyone. Which actually means I was too lazy to do a google search. One google search later:

Terrorists Alert!

There are terrorists. Right here in River City. “That’s a ‘T’ that rhymes with “T’ that stands for terrorists.”*

* from Dick Cheney’s big book of homosexual-free re-written Broadway musical numbers

Not only is The Church of Scientology a cult, these guys are terrorists! If you take the time to look at the protesters in Austin (click here) you’ll see some are wearing masks. Why? They say it’s because they were afraid of retaliation, and after researching the issues I’m convinced that it’s not a far fetched assumption.

Here’s two entries into in Wikipedia which will explain:

Operation Snow White

Operation Snow White is the story of when the scientologists “. . . included a series of infiltrations and thefts from 136 government agencies, foreign embassies and consulates, as well as private organizations critical of Scientology, carried out by Church members; the single largest infiltration of the United States government in history with up to 5,000 covert agents.” WTF? Is this right? Yes, apparently it is. Don’t they call this kind of thing ‘Organized Crime?”

Operation Freak Out

Operation Freak Out was a conspiracy to frame author Paulette Cooper on false bomb-threat charges, and conspiracies to frame Gabe Cazares, mayor of Clearwater, Florida, on false hit-and-run charges.

They wanted Paulette Cooper in prison or committed to a mental institution for writing a tell-all book about their cult. After reading what these thetan obsessed morons did to Cooper, I’m having a hard time understanding how they kept their tax-exempt status. Since when do we allow criminal organizations to set up shop downtown? Since when do we give tax-exempt status to criminals? Always. That’s the American way.

Paulette Cooper said it best in her own words: Looking over my shoulder, The Inside Account of the Story That Almost Killed Me: Saturday, June 23, 2007

If you really want to know all about Scientology check out Inside Scientology written by Janet Reitman for Rolling Stone Magazine.

If you want an even closer look into this madness, check out L. Ron Hubbard’s own words click here: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2594270091066150939

Best as I can figure, the Group Anonymous is just that. I’m not sure how to join, but I did grab this interesting comment from the internet:

How do I join the internet group ‘Anonymous?’

Jim Crocker
__________

Jim,

If you want to be anonymous, maybe you should stop putting your name at the end of everything, dumbass.

Sincerely,
Anonymous.
Working for the International Brotherhood of Mind your Own Business. Or, NAMBLA for short. A wholly pwned subsidiary of Who The Fuck Are You?, Inc.

This whole thing gained momentum when this Tom Cruise interview video hit the internet:

The Defamer.com has done a great job in bringing the fight to the sociopath Scientologists. Click here

I think the group Anonymous is the most interesting part of this story. Other sites point to 711Chan.org - Here’s their forum discussing the protest: http://711chan.org/xenu/

I can’t get over how a virtual community can come alive like that. That’s huge. Whoever you are Anonymous, keep up the good work!

Click here to sign a petition to brand Scientology a cult – thereby taking away their tax exempt status. Unfortunately, if one of the defining characteristics of a religion is that they attack whoever doesn’t share their beliefs, the Scientology cult qualifies.

America’s Home Grown Terrorists. Anonymous fights back

While working on my early 19th century vocabulary, I noticed that huckleberry’s like myself have been watching this Scientology brew-ha-ha grow into a nare-do-well ruckus for a couple of months now, dag-nab-it.

First there was the book, Tom Cruise: An Unauthorized Biography, which paid for lawyers all over the world to send their children to college. I don’t know if any of these accusations are real, but even before I heard them I was dubious about Mr. Cruise. What kind of person sues for being called gay? How insecure is he? The Cruise cult immediately released their lawyer dogs and tried to sue in England.

Then came the Tom Cruise interview video that the Scientologists tried to redact from the internet. (Click here).

They’re still trying to sue anyone who posts it, which makes me wonder if they really think the internet is just a series of tubes. I would of loved to be at the office party when the lawyers were told they were going to be paid for censoring the internet. How much does that cost? I haven’t seen thinking like that since the Republicans demanded the government deport 11 million Mexicans. “Yeah, we’ll get right on that.” – spokesman for the Dept. Of Immigration.

Best I can figure, Scientology may just be a cult of lawyers. Not much else about them makes sense.

The Internet fights back!

Yesterday a group calling themselves ‘Anonymous’ took to the streets to protest Scientology. Some of them even protested outside Austin’s own Church of Scientology on the Drag. Anonymous is a group of interneters that feel they’ve had enough of the vindictive ways of the Church of Scientology and its corrupt nature.

For years I had decided to give the Cult of Cruise the benefit of the doubt; after all, I’ve never heard of them actually hurting anyone. Which actually means I was too lazy to do a google search. One google search later:

Terrorists Alert!

There are terrorists. Right here in River City. “That’s a ‘T’ that rhymes with “T’ that stands for terrorists.”*

* from Dick Cheney’s big book of homosexual-free re-written Broadway musical numbers

Not only is The Church of Scientology a cult, these guys are terrorists! If you take the time to look at the protesters in Austin (click here) you’ll see some are wearing masks. Why? They say it’s because they were afraid of retaliation, and after researching the issues I’m convinced that it’s not a far fetched assumption.

Here’s two entries in Wikipedia which will explain:

Operation Snow White

Operation Snow White is the story of when the scientologists “. . . included a series of infiltrations and thefts from 136 government agencies, foreign embassies and consulates, as well as private organizations critical of Scientology, carried out by Church members; the single largest infiltration of the United States government in history with up to 5,000 covert agents.” WTF? Is this right? Yes, apparently it is. Don’t they call this kind of thing ‘Organized Crime?”

Operation Freak Out

Operation Freak Out was a conspiracy to frame author Paulette Cooper on false bomb-threat charges, and conspiracies to frame Gabe Cazares, mayor of Clearwater, Florida, on false hit-and-run charges.

They wanted Paulette Cooper in prison or committed to a mental institution for writing a tell-all book about their cult. After reading what these thetan obsessed morons did to Cooper, I’m having a hard time understanding how they kept their tax-exempt status. Since when do we allow criminal organizations to set up shop downtown? Since when do we give tax-exempt status to criminals? Always. That’s the American way.

Paulette Cooper said it best in her own words: Looking over my shoulder, The Inside Account of the Story That Almost Killed Me: Saturday, June 23, 2007

If you really want to know all about Scientology check out Inside Scientology written by Janet Reitman for Rolling Stone Magazine.

If you want an even closer look into this madness, check out L. Ron Hubbard’s own words click here: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2594270091066150939

Best as I can figure, the Group Anonymous is just that. I’m not sure how to join, but I did grab this interesting comment from the internet:

How do I join the internet group ‘Anonymous?’

Jim Crocker
__________

Jim,

If you want to be anonymous, maybe you should stop putting your name at the end of everything, dumbass.

Sincerely,
Anonymous.
Working for the International Brotherhood of Mind your Own Business. Or, NAMBLA for short. A wholly pwned subsidiary of Who The Fuck Are You?, Inc.

This whole thing gained momentum when this Tom Cruise interview video hit the internet:

The Defamer.com has done a great job in bringing the fight to the sociopath Scientologists. Click here

I think the group Anonymous is the most interesting part of this story. Other sites point to 711Chan.org - Here’s their forum discussing the protest: http://711chan.org/xenu/

I can’t get over how a virtual community can come alive like that. That’s huge. Whoever you are Anonymous, keep up the good work!

Click here to sign a petition to brand Scientology a cult – thereby taking away their tax exempt status. Unfortunately, if one of the defining characteristics of a religion is that they attack whoever doesn’t share their beliefs, the Scientology cult qualifies.

Yes We Can

It doesn’t take a good writer to recognize great writing. This speech blows me away.

I want to thank Jack Cluth over at The People’s Republic of Seabrook for posting this to my attention. Good catch Jack!

Yes We Can

It doesn’t take a good writer to recognize great writing. This speech blows me away.

I want to thank Jack Cluth over at The People’s Republic of Seabrook for posting this to my attention. Good catch Jack!

SUPPORT YOUR POLICE, BEAT YOURSELF UP

I got to hand it to FCC Chairman Kevin Martin. He sat through the public and Congressional hearings, he listened intently, and after a thoughtful deep introspection, he told the public what we already knew. He had already made up his mind. The public hearings were a formality. Martin, you gotta have balls. Big freakin’ Stephen Colbert balls to act like that. I’m thinkin’ you were brainwashed by L. Ron Hubbard himself. What’s your thetan level? Is it just me, or does Kevin Martin give off a kind of ‘Children of the Corn’ vibe?

But fear not! There’s a whole slew of corporate Democrats will set things right. Focus groups have already approved their rhetoric, so don’t worry about what they might say; you won’t care anyway. All glory to the hypnotoad! All glory to the hypnotoad!

Picking a Corporate Democratic Candidate

I’m a little selfish when it comes to picking a candidate. My single criteria is to put Bush and his administration on trial. And not just any trial. We need one of those Italian style trials when they had hundreds of mafioso in cages surrounding the courtroom. When the guilty verdicts are handed down we’ll need a Running Man type game show to carry out the executions. If Cheney and Martin can make it through the maze of rabid baggers, they live another day. We’ll call it the General Electric’s Bagger Maze, featuring the Bud Lite dancers. – with a writer’s strike on I don’t see how they can say no.

What I’m basically saying is we need some sort of deterrent. We need some way of letting the criminals know things like this won’t be tolerated. Like Martha Stewart. One day the American people just rose up and said no to Martha’s reality. Calls were made and the tri-lateral commission handed down the verdict. Two weeks later she was indicted. It’s true. Alex Jones told me. Remember, if you read it on the internet, it has to be true.

2007. The year of the wide stance.

http://www2.tbo.com/content/2007/dec/27/pinellas-sheriffs-employees-punished-adultry/?news-breaking

I got a kick out of this one. Two Sheriff’s county employee’s were punished for having an affair. Not for just having sex. They were punished for adultery. Which makes me wonder what the punishment is for lusting after my neighbor’s wife. What’s the punishment for not keeping the Sabbath holy? If I’m not supposed to covet my neighbor’s slave, does that mean I have to force him to get a slave?

FREAKY WEIRD CRAZY

I can’t think of our President without thinking of Gerald Caldwell. I was 13. My brother was 11. Gerald was that really weird kid that lived down the street. He was more than socially awkward. Gerald was weird freaky strange. Not spastic or goofy. More of a dweeb.

1974 in Austin Texas: Drunk driving was legal if you didn’t throw up on the officer; signing bonus’ for U.T. Longhorn football players was a new car, and kids out of school for the summer roamed the neighborhood at night harassing the late night tennis players at the park near our homes. In retrospect, operation “lights’ out” seemed simple enough.

Usually we were Indians. On “The Night of Gerald Caldwell” we were ninjas. Behind the tennis courts was a jungle of tall weeds and bushes, all skillfully navigated by our ninja skills aided by our smaller than average size. Between the courts and the jungle was the light switch for the tennis courts. Early incarnations of operation “light’s off” involved a long string, stealthily attached to the switch, pulled remotely from behind our camouflage. Now that we were older, strings were for wimps. If you were fast enough you could cover the ten feet of open ground and be gone before the player’s eyes could adjust to the sudden darkness.

Through stealth and guile we would maneuver the high weeds; wait patiently for the players to turn away, and then our cat like reflexes would take over. Who turned off the lights? There’s nobody there. It must be a ghost. We were masters of the night.

Gerald’s introduction to the night ninjas was an overwhelming success. We met up after the highly planned and brilliantly executed mission behind the elementary school. Gerald was in overload. Howls of laughter and electric adrenaline captured Gerald’s emotions like he was smoking crack.

“It’s my turn next. It’s my turn next. Let’s do it again. Let’s do it again.” Everything he said, he said twice.

We thought it was fun that Gerald was vibrating, laughing and crying. The lights took about two minutes to warm back up. Smiles lit up our faces as we heard the sounds of rackets and balls starting up again. My brother and I had misgivings about the new ninja, but his energy won us over. This time, it was Gerald’s mission.

Little did we know that Gerald still had not understood the concept. It was simple. Turn off the lights. Run and hide. No, he didn’t get it, at all.

Once again we crawled on our bellies through the toughest high grass and bushes central Texas could throw at us. Other ninjas would of given up or turned back against such incredible obstacles. We were danger seekers. Living on the razor’s edge.

I first noticed something amiss when Gerald’s ninja skills seemed more like those of a robot. He walked out of the foliage, stood next to the light pole, and hit the off switch. No stealth. No running. No anything. Gerald just stood there, laughing like a hyena and pointing at the couple playing tennis.

“Hey. Did you turn off that light?”

“Haw! Haw! Haw! Oh, I got you! I got you!!”

My brother and I are in freak out. “Come on! Run! Run! What are you doing?!?”

Gerald just stood there. The tennis player told him to “cut it out” and pushed him away from the pole before turning it back on. In a few minutes they started playing again. My little brother is latched onto my arm and can’t stop saying, “Hole-ly crap.”

Click.


Gerald hits the lights again and starts laughing. My brother and I have pulled back to the edge of our super secret escape route. We can’t see as well, but we can hear just fine. Screams of obscenities and threats were met by Gerald’s hyena laughter. This time he was pushed all the way out into the parking lot. A few minutes pass and play begins again.

Click.

“Hole-ly crap!” Out of reflex we’ve pulled back to the top of the hill which overlooked the tennis courts. We could see just fine but usually from this distance you can’t hear much. Since everyone was yelling, we could hear just fine. The woman who had been playing had joined in. She starts swinging her racket at the Gerald, acting like she’s going to crown him if he does it again. In a last ditch effort, the man grabs Gerald by the upper arm and shakes him like drunk English nanny. I distinctly remember Gerald’s huge noggin whipping forward and back like a Pez dispenser. His arm looked like it nearly dislocated from his shoulder. It was violent move. Gerald stopped laughing. He staggered around the parking lot while my brother continued to chant, “hole – ly – crap!” over and over again. The lights came back on and the couple slowly played, distracted as they tried to keep an eye on the odd kid in the parking lot.

Click.


Horror filled the moment. We couldn’t believe he did it again. And then he just stood there. Laughing. We couldn’t hear what they said, but when the woman pointed her racket at us and the man turned to look, that was are cue. We bolted and operation “light’s out” was abandoned and never revisited. The adrenaline surge that previously filled Gerald had been transferred to us. We didn’t get to sleep until the early hours of the morning and spent the time dissecting the events in the sanctity of our bedroom. “Why did he do that? Did you see that? Should we go back? We got to go back, just to see if there’s any blood. That guy might kill him.”

In the end we finally went to sleep and checked for blood in the morning. We saw Gerald a week later. He just laughed and asked what happened to us.

Gerald was a freaky kind of weird crazy. There’s only been one other person that was that freaky weird crazy.

Long live the night ninjas!

Alberto Gonzales to Senate: Suck My Balls

Alberto Gonzales has no shame at all. There’s a different kind of absurdity involved when you lie under oath and everyone knows you are lying under oath. Why not just say, “I can’t answer your question because I forgot everything I ever knew,” and just get it over with. It’s the same thing. Or how about, “Since the Senate doesn’t have the willpower to prosecute me or the President for breaking the law, suck my balls Senator.” At what point does this farce become real? What has to happen before our Senate moves to action? The President has appointed himself Pope, Grand Wizard, and Dictator, with our Senate acting like they are a bit put out. Are they even alive? Someone poke the Senate with a stick to see if they are still moving. This entire ordeal is embarrassing. Bush wants to spread democracy to Iraq. Can we have a little democracy here in the U.S. first?

Sailor discharged for being gay, then recalled back into Navy for Iraq War deployment, then discharged again for being gay, now being recalled to Navy

I wrote once before how insane the homophobes are. They’re willing to destroy this country just so gay people don’t fight in our armed forces. Well, here’s another example of the dumbest policy in American history. I’m serious. I’ll wager that in fifty years people are going to look back at this crap like we look at slavery today. What were they thinking?

This article is about the Navy disregarding the “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy and placing a gay man into the reserves. Why? Because they need qualified interpreters, and the argument that homosexuality disrupts unit cohesion doesn’t wash. Interpreters generally sit in a room and interpret. No unit cohesion at all. No unit. It’s a one man job. You know, be a one man army. I can only hope our next president has a little more sense. The one we have now is mentally retarded. And it wasn’t until I accepted this fact that I changed my mind on Texas’ attempts to execute the mentally challenged.

http://www.yubanet.com/artman/publish/article_58554.shtml