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Stop the High Fives!

I really hate football season. The fantasy leagues, the pools, the armchair quarterbacking, the Monday mornings when people are talking about what a great game so-and-so had yesterday and how many yards he had passing/running. It's not that I don't like the game of football. I actually enjoy it thoroughly. But I cannot stand all the analysts and talking and "human interest" stories the reporters down on the field do. And the celebrity watching by the cameras in the stands. Just because TomKat is on the Redskins sidelines, doesn't make the 'Skins somehow a better team. Can we just watch the game? Do we have to have John Madden or Joe Theisman or some other retired player/coach tell us what is going through the mind of the left tackle right before the ball snaps? The play-by-play is tolerable, but everything else is too much. I want to hear the sounds of the game. I want to hear the crunch of bones; the slap of skin against pads; the thud of bodies on top of bod...

The definition of cowardice

Again, Olbermann is the ruler of the universe .

Did we really need a report to tell us this?

This article says that jihad is spreading. That America is less safe now than we were 5 years ago. Well no shit. I have done just a little bit of traveling outside this country in the last year and I can tell you that Americans are guilty by default. People in other countries want to know why we went to Iraq in the first place. I told them that we were lied to and told it was the right thing to do. Of course, the baby boomers that went through the "conflict" in Vietnam knew better and called a spade a spade. It was the blindly supportive right that supported it and the spineless left that were trying to appease voters and not seem "soft" who allowed it. Disgraceful. We are guilty of going to a part of the world and imposing (that word seems too lenient) democracy on a country that needs to figure out it's own way there. Forcing elections when the infrastructure of government isn't established is not only overzealous, its just plain poor planning. Piss poor,...

Things I can't do because of my social conscience

1. Buy diamonds. How many people in the history of the world have been exploited in the name of diamonds? I don't know, but it has to be a lot. For this reason, I cannot in good conscience contribute to the death and/or dismemberment of any human being by purchasing diamonds. However, I don't mind accepting diamonds from one who has not used my money to purchase said stone, for those keeping track. 2. Shop at Wal-Mart. I don't really want to shop at Wal-Mart anyways. In the state of California alone, Wal-Mart employees cost the state $8 million in welfare benefits in 2005. These are employees who are not provided health insurance by their employer. These employees are not paid enough to support themselves or any children they may have. When these employees or their children get sick, they must go to emergency rooms for treatment. The ER's are not allowed to turn them away. Also, Wal-Mart discourages their employees to form unions where they might be able to find protect...

Gulity, really?

Isn't this the guy who has been proclaiming his innocence in the Abramoff scandal since it all started? I can't help but wonder at this point, how far does this go? Apparently there are photos of Abramoff with the President. Can it be possible that W and Jack were in bed together? I say most definitely. DeLay is still under investigation for his involvement and should be charged as well. I can't wait for all these crooked sons-of-bitches to be on their knees begging their voters and the American public to forgive them. They will take responsibility by blaming their actions on a prescription drug addiction, or an alcohol addiction, or a golfing addiction. They'll serve their time in the Federal prisons with special sections for white-collar criminals and then they will go to their home states and live out the rest of their lives in peace and prosperity living on their Congressional pensions. It is getting really tiresome listening and reading about all these people who ...

Olbermann is my hero

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I saw this on the web this morning. I used to watch Keith Olberman on ESPN. I have watched his show on TV. I knew he was quick-witted and funny, dry and sarcastic, but I had no idea how passionate he was. I applaud him today. I will watch his show forever, just because he moved me to the point of being pissed off again. I was so sick of hearing about all the 9/11 stuff - the spin, the republicans blaming democrats, democrats blaming republicans, the ridiculous assertions that Iraq was responsible for all of it and that's why we are occupying Iraq still. It's all complete bullshit. Olbermann is right. Five years later, the space formerly occupied by the tallest bulidings in the country, the WTC site is still empty. There is no memorial for the families, there is no place for people to sit and reflect, there has been no lesson learned. Only bureaucratic red-tape and the gaping wound that is still Ground Zero. It all comes down to this: "How dare you, Mr. President, after ta...

Trailer Trash

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Well, Britney Spears had another boy . 2 kids under 1. What an accomplishment. If she wasn't a "pop star" she'd be living in a trailer park in Louisiana somewhere with her he-capri-wearing husband, smoking Cools and drinking Boone's Farm or Mad Dog. What has our society come to? That this story is the headline of today's news is a real big downer. That is all.

Overdramatic much?

I know this happened last week, but I just can't get enough. This clip of John Mattes, a Fox 6 reporter, getting an ass kicking is pretty funny. He talks about "getting his eyes gouged out" and being "smashed in the face" by a woman with a water bottle. I'm sorry, but that is a bit overdramatic. She slaps him across the face with a water bottle. I'm not one to say that doesn't sting a bit, but come on!

How has it changed?

On this day, 5 years ago, I was on my days off from DM Fish when I decided to kidnap my sister and drive up Hwy 395 to visit the parents at a "Pack Station" in the Eastern Sierras. We spent the day of the 10th driving and woke up at 6:00am to pack up the mules and horses and ride out into the middle of nowhere for the day. We all rode through the changing leaves and next to the mountain lake that was so clear it looked like glass in blissful ignorance of what was going on on the other side of the country. It was so peaceful. Such a contrary vision to what the rest of the world was experiencing. I remember the shock I felt when I finally saw what everyone else had been watching for days. I felt like I had been in a bubble for 10 years. The names of the people on the planes were spooling across the bottom of the screen, there was no sound, only images of the smoking towers and finally the collapse, over and over and over. I burst into tears at the thought of what those jumpers ...