Saturday, May 07, 2005

I Know You Are, But What Am I?

I think everyone knows that I'm not a big fan of Harry Reid, Senate Minority Leader from the great (I mean that part) state of Nevada. He's a pretty liberal Democrat. In fact, I've even called him an idiot. And no, I don't think those are always one and the same (though I could be wrong).

But I'm just a blogger with no real public identity. He's the Senate Minority Leader. And yet he's busy with stupid intemperate comments like this...
In the course of a discussion on filibusters and Senate rules, Washington's top Democrat gave the 60 juniors a lesson in partisan politics, particularly about the commander in chief. "The man's father is a wonderful human being," Reid said in response to a question about President Bush's policies. "I think this guy is a loser.

"I think President Bush is doing a bad job," he added to a handful of chuckles.
Well, thank God we have high-minded rhetoric from the Left to explain why they're so much more intelligent than the rest of us. Maybe Reid will try to give the President a wedgie when he walks by to deliver the next State of the Union. Reid has apologized for the statements, but I'm betting no one remembers the story within a week. Except for those of us who think Reid is actually the loser.

One question, Harry -- just how many elections has this President lost?

At Least They're Better Than The Yankees

Bill Conlin takes the opportunity to viciously rip the Phillies. I could not have said it any better...

Pay very close attention, Phillies fans, OK - those of you who have not already turned your loyalties to a more rewarding endeavor than the costly support of an imploding institution administered by aging, myopic men who have honed mediocrity to its dullest possible edge.

Pay attention, because you are not only watching the Ed Wade Era ending in a fog of paranoia and denial, but you are in on something that reaches far beyond that. You are watching the collapse of a franchise that has been struggling to get things right since the Bill Giles group bought the Phillies for $30 million from the bailing-out Carpenter family in 1981. Now it is 2005. Monty and The Teflonics are in debt to crippled .203 hitters for much more money than that. The current payroll is just under three times the cost they paid to acquire Hall of Famers Mike Schmidt and Steve Carlton and the fading heroes of 1980's lonely World Series title.

They are hemorrhaging attendance again and it will get worse - much worse - before it gets better. They are still in denial that they have become the most reviled professional sports team in this star-crossed town since the Sixers of Harold Katz. They blame the 24/7 yammer of WIP (610-AM) for their negative image and the venom of a few columnists for the perception they are unwanted and unloved. They blame everything and everybody but ignore the cheerless bench and almost zombielike demeanor of everybody not named Billy Wagner or Jimmy Rollins. At least Brett Myers has gone against the laid-back grain to prove he has some fire in his belly to go with his incandescent stuff.

I have to tell Dave Montgomery a harsh truth he should be aware of by now: Last place will no longer play here. It just won't do. And once this ballclub goes into the tank - it has the fourth-oldest roster in baseball - the huge contracts owed to Jim Thome, Pat Burrell, Bobby Abreu, Mike Lieberthal, David Bell, Jon Lieber and Randy Wolf will suck the organization down like quicksand. Oh, and if they don't make Rollins the top-paid shortstop in baseball - or close to it - he will walk. A big season by Myers won't help the 2006 payroll, either.
As Conlin notes, not only does the present stink, but the future will only get worse. Well, that fits in Philly pretty well. Or it used to. Some of our franchises don't tolerate mediocrity. That's why we're waving goodbye to Fred-Ex.

Thatnks for 4th-and-26, Freddie. Try to enjoy Cleveland or wherever you end up.

Ivy League Stupidity

It's times like this that I'm really glad I didn't attend the University of Pennsylvania. Cliff may explains why...

Kofi Annan is not a crook. Or, to be more precise, the United Nations Secretary-General has not been convicted of criminal activity.

It is possible that the investigations now underway will establish that he had no direct involvement in the transformation of the UN's Oil-for-Food program from humanitarian relief into the biggest financial swindle in world history. It is even possible that he was ignorant about what was taking place in a project that he shaped, presided over and expanded -- and, by the way, one from which his own son profited.

If that's so, however, Mr. Annan has to be the most negligent and incompetent manager ever to lead a major international organization.

Yet through the cloud that hangs over Mr. Annan, a ray of sunshine has found its way to him. Amy Gutmann, president of the University of Pennsylvania, that prestigious Ivy League seat of learning, has invited Mr. Annan to serve as this year's commencement speaker. And that's not all: In what can only be seen as an expression of wacky collegiate humor, the university also will award Mr. Annan an honorary – yes, honorary – doctorate of law – yes, law.
The best part is the University's decision to defend the decision by citing free speech rights. Maybe next they can invite O.J. to do a speech -- at least he was acquitted. That's way ahead of Kofi.

Any Excuse for A Simpsons Quote

Wojr fills us in on a new blog with far more entertainment value. We only link to this post because it gives us the opportunity to use a classic Homer quote. The Van Houtens argue at Marge's dinner party, but Homer tries to save the day...
Marge: "Did anyone see that new Woodsy Allen movie?"

Ned: "You know, I like his films except for that nervous fellow that's always in them."

Luanne: "If you want to talk nervous, you should've seen Kirk deal with the high-school kids who egged our Bonneville."

Kirk: "Ha. Should've asked them to hurl some bacon. Then maybe I could have had a decent breakfast for once." [long pause, everyone is uneasy]

Homer: "You know what you two need? A little comic strip called 'Love Is...' It's about two naked eight-year-olds who are married." [even longer pause]
I gotta try that at my fiance's shower this weekend. That should get me out of the room.

Friday, May 06, 2005

A Public Service Gloat

Let us take this moment in time to make an important public service announcement...


Major lineup changes, a team meeting and a visit to the ballpark by The Boss. Nothing stopped the New York Yankees from sinking to the bottom of the AL East during a miserable road trip to Tampa Bay, which won three of four to dump the seven-time defending division champions into a tie for last place.
You know, the Democratic Party reminds me a lot of the Yankees. For example:

1. They both rode high in the 1990's and evoked nostalgia for their past triumphs. But it all came to an end in 2000 -- the Yankees won their last World Series despite winning only 87 regular season games, and Al Gore, despite a sunny economy, eked out a popular vote victory and lost the Electoral College.

2. In this decade, both institutions have failed miserably at their stated goals (the Democrats try to win elections, while the Yankees seek championships), typically failing in the fall.

3. Both have seen their problems in the state of Florida -- the Dems in November of 2000 and 2004, the Yankees in October of 2002.

4. Both experienced crushing failure in 2004 thanks to the state of Massachusetts (the Yankees at the hands of the Sox, the Democrats at the hands of their Flip-Flopping Ketchup King).

5. Lately, the Yankees have simply recycled tired old ballplayers (instead of relying on their once brilliant farm system), while the Democrats do the same thing by recycling tired old ideas for their platform (instead of developing and pushing new solutions, they simply defend the status quo).

Although I guess the Yankees have a much better chance of snapping out of their current funk that do the Democrats.

I'm wondering who will be more offended. Steinbrenner's a big-time Republican, and having his pride and joy compared to the Democratic Party would probably aggravate him to no end. But the Democrats may be more aggrieved by being compared to the ultimate example of capitalist greed, not to mention an organization that has the red, white and blue prominently displayed in its logo.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

If You Thought G-Mail Was Good...

For those who can't get a G-mail account, KS lets us in on the latest cutting edge e-mail service.

Let's just say the "Forgot Your Password" section is perfect.

More Reasons Not To Visit New Jersey

The Lord of Truth tells me why I should avoid Cape May this summer...

Speedo wearers are now welcome in Cape May.

For more than 30 years, the quaint little Victorian-themed resort said no to "skin tight, formfitting or bikini type" bathing attire on males older than 12. City officials voted last week to eliminate the ban, saying it made sense to modernize the rules.

The ban was initially enacted in response to complaints about gay men who wore the suits on the beach. Even though the ban was rarely -- if ever -- enforced, there was no push to eliminate it.

City officials also overturned a longtime requirement that men wear shirts on the promenade.
On the speedo thing, the Lord points out this means more European visitors. Look, it's never a good thing to encourage the French to come over. And instead of overturning that last law about the shirts, they should actually enact it across the rest of New Jersey. That would be a better use of the state legislature's time than arguing about whether the tomato is a fruit or a vegetable.

An Icy Ending

The Artist Currently Known as Sprout alerts me to the fact that the CIA was told to "ice" Osama in more ways than one...

The CIA officer who led the first American unit into Afghanistan after the September 11, 2001 attacks said Wednesday his orders included an unusual assignment: Bring back Osama bin Laden's head on ice.

Gary Schroen and his six-member CIA team arrived in Afghanistan's Panjshir Valley two weeks after bin Laden's al Qaeda network orchestrated the attacks that killed 3,000 people, prompting the Bush administration's war on terrorism.

A 32-year CIA veteran with extensive experience in South Asia and the Middle East, Schroen was charged with the primary task of building up Northern Alliance forces so they could join U.S. troops in the overthrow of the Taliban.

But in the days that followed the worst terror attack on U.S. soil, Schroen said his boss at the CIA also told him and his deputy in no uncertain terms to kill the al Qaeda leadership.

"What he said [was], 'I would like to see the head of bin Laden delivered back to me in a heavy cardboard box filled with dry ice, and I will take that down and show the president. And the rest of the lieutenants, you can put their heads on pikes'," Schroen told Reuters in an interview.
The important issue is whether they could have used the beard for ice shots. Seriously, I'm sure someone out there will criticize this as part of our "cowboy" approach to foreign policy and prosecuting war. In the meantime, I think this should be American policy whenever Osama is caught and killed. Heck, I wouldn't mind if someone mounted the head over the White House fireplace.

Another Break Goes Against the Wildcats

Oh, yeah, this we needed...

It's not necessarily tragic but in the ongoing saga that is Jason Fraser's health history, it is another lousy chapter.

Fraser will have to undergo surgery on his injured right hand again tomorrow, a source told the Daily News. Last week when doctors removed the cast that had been covering his hand since the end of Villanova's basketball season in March, they discovered that the navicular bone, broken in mid-January during a game at Providence, hadn't healed all the way, requiring another surgery for the oft-injured junior center.

For those keeping score at home, that's surgery No. 5 for Fraser - three on his knees and now two on his hand.
Well, at least some things will never change for this group. For those looking for good news, maybe we're getting all the bad news out of the way. At least one knowledgable observer has us as high as #3 going into next season, behind Duke and UConn. Basically, we're the great hope of humanity to prevent another title from going to the minions of evil. I like our chances, injuries or not.

Another One Bites The Dust

As Andrew Sullivan notes, another terrorist bastard gets nailed...

Pakistani commandos nabbed a senior al-Qaida leader, described by U.S. officials as the group's No. 3 operative, after a shootout near one of his barren hideouts. Jubilant Pakistani officials said Wednesday his arrest would help in the hunt for Osama bin Laden.

President Bush hailed the capture of Abu Farraj al-Libbi, al-Qaida's alleged operational planner, as a "critical victory" that "removes a dangerous enemy who is a direct threat to America and for those who love freedom."

Al-Libbi, a native of Libya who's thought to use at least five aliases, is believed responsible for planning attacks in the United States, a U.S. counterterrorism official said.
He ain't planning much anymore. As for the picture -- it's like they hired the DMV to take that shot. They should send that around the terrorist circles -- here's what you end up resembling if you screw with us.

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

It's Not Rick James!

Okay, now this is a tragedy...

Chappelle's Show is a no go, bitch!

In a surprise announcement Wednesday, Comedy Central announced that the highly anticipated third season of Dave Chappelle's will not make its May 31 premiere date.

"Comedy Central has suspended production on the third season of Chappelle's Show until further notice," network spokesman Tony Fox said in a brief statement. "All parties are optimistic that production will resume in the near future."

No official reason was given for the shutdown, but sources told E! News that Chappelle has been MIA from the set for weeks.
If Comedy Central needs me, I'll fill in, for half the price Dave's charging.

Not To Get Off On a Rant...

It's been a little while since I went off on a complete rant. Hey, I've been busy.

But how can I ignore this chance? One of my favorite columnists, Jonah Goldberg, recently penned a Vietnam column for USA Today. The basic gist was pretty simple -- can liberals stop bringing up Vietnam as an analogy to every minor scuffle that breaks out anywhere, anytime? I mean, when my flag football team got into a fight in law school, I'm pretty sure someone there made a Vietnam reference (well, it was Cambridge).

Goldberg makes a great point at the opening -- to anyone born in 1975 (very close to the year I was born) Vietnam is about as distant as World War II. As a generation, we don't obsess over it, just like we don't obsess over the Civil War (except for geeks like me). Goldberg then observes...

The gravitational pull of Vietnam analogies is so powerful in some quarters that it can bend not only light but logic. At The New York Times, especially, there seems to be a hair trigger for such comparisons. It's as if their computers have macros designed to bypass the laborious and go straight to the lugubrious; so that R.W. "Johnny" Apple & Co. needn't even type words such as "quagmire" or phrases such as "echoes of Vietnam" when deadlines loom.

For example, on Day 24 of the war in Afghanistan, Apple wrote, "Like an unwelcome specter from an unhappy past, the ominous word 'quagmire' has begun to haunt conversations among government officials and students of foreign policy, both here and abroad. Could Afghanistan become another Vietnam?" Apple pondered. "Echoes of Vietnam are unavoidable." For some, the echoes stopped suddenly when the Taliban fell a few days later.

...But for many others, the beat goes on. Since the beginning of the second Iraq war, comparisons, insinuations, allusions to Vietnam have been a near-daily occurrence. Literally thousands upon thousands of articles and editorials make the analogy as though it were actually a novel insight. You get the sense that Earth could be invaded by Klingons and some editorialist would hear "echoes of Vietnam" amid their disruptor blasts.
This is a point that others have made before. Hell, Goldberg even riffs off my Spanish-American War analogy (I don't mind -- in fact, he actually uses it far better than I did).

So what's got me aggravated? Check out this column from Greg Mitchell at Editor and Publisher. He takes on Goldberg... and irritates the hell out of me in the process...

Of course, this is all one big “Duh,” the knocking down of the obvious. But this Goldberg variation is necessary. He needs to highlight the no-brainers to avoid the profound ways in which the wars are similar.

Let’s start with: the nation’s leaders lying to the American people to gain our involvement in the two wars. Don't take my word for it. Gallup found this week that half of all Americans now say that President Bush "deliberately misled" them on WMDs. In my Webster's dictionary, the first definition for "lie" is "to deliberately create a false or misleading impression."

Then, how about, watching the war drag on, month after month, with “pacification” said to be right around the corner (two or three times a year). We just came out of such a “turning point,” only to be told by General Richard Myers last week that the insurgency was as strong as ever, followed by a massive upsurge in attacks in the past few days.

Goldberg types told us the war was over two years ago, nearly over a year ago, and going just fine as recently as last week. Baby boomers remember the syndrome well: The Vietnam syndrome.

Yes, we have not yet been in Iraq 10 years. But military officials have said that we probably WILL have to be in Iraq for 10 years.

Then there’s the public disgust with the current war, which you’d never know even existed from Goldberg. Latest Gallup surveys find that 57% of all Americans now say launching this war was “not worth it,” even after the Iraqi elections. This is far ahead of the numbers for Vietnam, even after six years of our deep involvement there.

So maybe Iraq is actually Vietnam on speed, in some respects at least.
There's more, but spending this much space on Vietnam is already violating my personal code regarding that war. Now, Goldberg does a pretty good job defending himself, here, and here, and here, and here. His readers even pitched in. And plenty of others took sides on Mitchell, so he printed letters from both sides.

Whoop-de-do and all that for the debate. I could care less.

No, this isn't the long-awaited and oft-promised Vietnam Rant. But call it a prelude.

In many ways, I think of Vietnam like I do Al Gore. Or disco. Or my high-school yearbook picture. They're all things that took place in the past, and belong there. I'm tired of discussing them. And I'm really tired of the people who lived through the moments trying to glorify their importance.

Yes, I'm admittedly being too flippant about something as terrible as a war where 58,000 Americans lost their lives. But I'm just matching the efforts of these self-appointed historians who dredge up Vietnam as a reference every time a member of the U.S. military passes gas on foreign soil. There's a difference, by the way -- I don't want to dredge up the painful memories of those who served and lived through the war for political purposes and would prefer to live in the present. Granted, there are those who would like to make sure we never forget the lessons of Vietnam. But I'd submit that it would be pretty hard to forget anything involving Vietnam when the banshees of the left invoke it every time third graders start brawling during recess.

Look, there are lessons that we can learn from Vietnam, but there are lessons we can learn from every war, and the historical myopia of those who constantly harp on moments from the 1960's has little to do with their ability to understand history. Heck, they do understand history, and that's why they harp on Vietnam -- as a matter of popular historical belief, it's the only war America ever lost. They'd cite other wars, but no one believes we lost any others (to quote John Winger in Stripes, "We've been kickin' ass for 200 years. We're 10 and 1!"). I suppose it's too much to ask them to educate the public about the War of 1812.

Look, Vietnam is used to enforce the same lesson every stinking time. This is the basic ethos of the baby boomer liberal on why Vietnam is historically important: "We lost that war, so how can we even think of fighting another war? War is bad, it's evil, it's terrible. We spent several years in college in the 1960's and realized this . It took many years where we protested instead of taking our final exams, smoked a ton of dope, and had sex with everything that moved, but this comprehensive scientific study proved once and for all that war is bad and should never occur. Ever ever ever. "

I could care less if Mitchell lived through the Vietnam War. So did plenty of other people. Many of them probably disagree with his assessment, but I'm glad he feels he can speak for many of them with confidence. I don't care.

If you want to talk about Iraq, or Afghanistan, or any other military engagement, then talk about these engagements and quit trying to tell me about Vietnam. I'm one of the more educated members of my generation, and probably have a longer attention span than most. And I enjoy military and American history. And re-hashing the social, military and historical conditions related to a war that took place for the most part before my life interests me about as much as watching Richard Gere act, or John Kerry speak. To be honest, those interest me more. Every time a liberal Baby Boomer raises Vietnam, they start resembling Abe Simpson ("I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time").

If we're talking about something that took place in Vietnam, or during the war, then let's talk about it. If we're talking about something else, then stop using the V word.

The Vietnam War ended 30 years ago. The debate about it will never end. But anyone using it as an analogy for Iraq, Afghanistan or anything else needs to be fed his own ear wax.

P-Day: Coming Soon to A Campus Near You

Loyal reader RB tipped us off to this article, which was linked by James Taranto at Best of the Web yesterday. Apparently, some young conservatives at Roger Williams showed some terrific creativity in mocking "The Vagina Monologues." Man, if I was still in college... well, let's just say my fraternity might have sponsored this (actually, let me re-phrase this -- we would have sponsored this, although I shudder to think what Wojr might have done with this idea)...

College administrators have been enthusiastic supporters Eve Ensler’s play The Vagina Monologues and schools across the nation celebrate “V-Day” (short for Vagina Day) every year. But when the College Republicans at Roger Williams University in Rhode Island rained on the celebrations of V-Day by inaugurating Penis Day and staging a satire called The Penis Monologues, the official reaction was horror. Two participating students, Monique Stuart and Andy Mainiero, have just received sharp letters of reprimand and have been placed on probation by the Office of Judicial Affairs. The costume of the P-Day “mascot” — a friendly looking “penis” named Testaclese, has been confiscated and is under lock and key in the office of the assistant dean of student affairs, John King.

The P-Day satirists are the first to admit that their initiative is tasteless and crude. But they rightly point out that V-Day is far more extreme. They are shocked that the administration has come down hard on their good-natured spoof, when all along it has been completely accommodating to the in-your-face vulgarity of the vagina activists.

...The week before V-Day, the Roger Williams campus was plastered with flyers emblazoned with slogans such as “My Vagina is Flirty” and “My Vagina is Huggable.” There was a widely publicized “orgasm workshop.” On the day of the play, the V-warriors sold lollipops in the in the shape of–-guess what? Last year, the student union was flooded with questionnaires asking unsuspecting students questions like “What does your Vagina smell like?” None of this offended the administration or elicited any reprimands, probations, or confiscations.

The campus conservatives artfully (in the college sense of "artful") mimicked the V-Day campaign. They papered the school with flyers that said, “My penis is majestic” and “My penis is hilarious.” The caption on one handout read, “My Penis is studious.” It showed Testaclese reclining on a couch reading Michael Barone’s Hard America, Soft America.

“Testaclese” tipped the scales when he approached the university Provost, Edward J. Kavanagh, outside the student union. Apparently taking him/it for a giant mushroom, Provost Kavanagh cheerfully greeted him. But when Testaclese presented him with an honorary award as a campus “Penis Warrior,” the stunned official realized that it was no mushroom. After this incident, which was recorded on videotape, the promoters of P-Day were ordered to cease circulating their flyers and to keep Testaclese off campus grounds. Mindful of how school officers had never once protested any of the antics of Vagina warriors, the P-warriors did not comply. The Testaclese costume was then confiscated and formal charges followed.
This guy's in higher education, and he thought a giant phallus was a mushroom? I also want to congratulate myself on avoiding the need to use a graphic pun in the headline.

Jokes aside, this reminds me of the affirmative action bake sales employed by College Republicans on campuses across the country, except that this one's even funnier and harder to shut down. On most college campuses, there's probably already guys dressed like this running around. We used to call them pledges. The biggest problem for the left is that they lack a sense of humor about something like this -- if women can make use of the First Amendment to openly discuss their reproductive organs and display symbolic images of their gentialia everywhere, why can't men?

With that being said... little brother, you're at the same Catholic institution of higher learning I attended. Unless Benedict XVI makes some serious changes, I'd suggest letting the guys at Penn and Drexel handle this one. Or the guys in my fraternity.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

The Pop Music Update

Apparently, the group Bright Eyes performed on the Tonight Show last night. It should suffice it to say that my ability to gauge popular music ended years ago, sometime in the late '90's, especially after I started working for a living. The group apparently gets pretty good reviews. Again, I have no friggin' clue who they are.

Apparently, according to co-worker JE, Bright Eyes broke out a song that doesn't appear on their current album, but is available for free on the Internet (thank you, Al Gore). Apparently, the lead singer bears some dislike for our President. Here are the lyrics...

When the president talks to God
Are the conversations brief or long?
Does he ask to rape our women’s' rights
And send poor farm kids off to die?
Does God suggest an oil hike
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
Are the consonants all hard or soft?
Is he resolute all down the line?
Is every issue black or white?
Does what God say ever change his mind
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
Does he fake that drawl or merely nod?
Agree which convicts should be killed?
Where prisons should be built and filled?
Which voter fraud must be concealed
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
I wonder which one plays the better cop
We should find some jobs. the ghetto's broke
No, they're lazy, George, I say we don't
Just give 'em more liquor stores and dirty coke
That's what God recommends

When the president talks to God
Do they drink near beer and go play golf
While they pick which countries to invade
Which Muslim souls still can be saved?
I guess god just calls a spade a spade
When the president talks to God

When the president talks to God
Does he ever think that maybe he's not?
That that voice is just inside his head
When he kneels next to the presidential bed
Does he ever smell his own bullshit
When the president talks to God?

I doubt it

I doubt it
I'm sure there are plenty of folks on the left who find the lyrics brilliant. Personally, I'll take a pass on tearing apart the accuracy and simply note that music can serve as a pretty good outlet for stupidity. As for those extolling these words... well, if I spent time writing a poem mocking Jesse Jackson's religious beliefs and diction, I'd probably be called a bigot by some of the same people who'd praise this song. If this song gains any popularity, it will go a long way to explaining why Red America thinks Blue America's full of impolite secularist jerks with an overriding sense of superiority.

But hey, to be frank, I never understood protest music anyway. I think Bob Dylan's importance is gloriously overstated by baby boomers who think their generation's more significant than it really is. But that's a post for another time.

Indians, Like Germans, Love David Hasselhoff

Somewhere, Norm McDonald has a new bit...

India's movie industry handed out its version of the Oscars on Saturday at the Bollywood Movie Awards, which saw a veteran director take top honors and a U.S. actor best known for "Baywatch" named international star of the year.

Dancers in shimmering costumes, Indian beauties in saris and sultry heartthrobs sporting long black coats crowded the Taj Mahal for the occasion.

The Taj Mahal casino in Atlantic City, New Jersey, that is. The event was held in the U.S. East Coast gambling resort as part of Bollywood's bid to be a global force in cinema.

... Though an array of stars including former Miss India Lara Dutta entertained the crowd, Hasselhoff provoked some of the night's biggest cheers when he picked up his statuette.

The Bollywood awards -- which resemble a slim-line Oscar holding what could be a torch or a bunch of flowers -- are chosen according to a popular vote by fans.

"Baywatch" and "Knight Rider," in which Hasselhoff co-starred with a car named Kit, may raise sniggers from highbrow critics at home but they are still going strong in India, and the actor said he had much in common with the escapism of Bollywood.

"I'm proud of shows like Baywatch and Knight Rider because it's about saving lives, not taking lives," he told Reuters.

"It's entertainment, it's tongue in cheek, it brings the world together," he said, adding that the entertainment industry was a powerful force for good in the world.

"I think it's responsible for a lot of world peace," Hasselhoff said, adding that he was hoping to work in India soon on a project based on a series of romantic novels.
Oh, yeah. I feel so much more peaceful when Pamela Anderson appears on-screen in a bathing suit.

What Obesity Problem?

The Lord of Truth returns from a personal hiatus to deliver some important news...

The burger war is growing. Literally. Denny's Beer Barrel Pub, which lost its crown as the home of the world's biggest burger earlier this year, is now offering a new burger that weighs a whopping 15 pounds.

Dubbed the Beer Barrel Belly Buster, the burger comes with 10.5 pounds of ground beef, 25 slices of cheese, a head of lettuce, three tomatoes, two onions, a cup-and-a-half each of mayonnaise, relish, ketchup, mustard and banana peppers -- and a bun.

It costs $30.

"It can feed a family of 10," said Denny Liegey Sr., the restaurant's owner.

Denny's Beer Barrel Pub had offered a 6-pound burger -- with 5 pounds of toppings.

In February, a 100-pound female college student became the first to eat the burger within the three-hour time limit. Kate Stelnick, of Princeton, N.J., was awarded a special certificate, a T-shirt and other prizes and Leigey picked up the $23.95 tab for the burger.

One month later, the Clinton Station Diner in Clinton, N.J., introduced a 12.5-pound burger dubbed Zeus.

So Liegey responded, and the Belly Buster was born.
As the Lord noted, he (and I, for that matter) have lived in both of these states. I think we both take pride in that fact, but we should also keep this in mind the next time we mock Arkansas.

Mahoke

To all of you who know why. And thanks for the well wishes.

The Filibuster -- Get On With The Bomb

TigerHawk argues in favor of the "nostalgia option" for attacking the filibuster...

For my part, I continue to believe that it is not in the best interests of Republicans to abolish the filibuster -- they will need it themselves some day, and no Supreme Court nominee is worth giving up that protection over the long term. Having said that, I also believe that the reality of a traditional filibuster -- which nobody has seen or experienced in all its harshness for more than 30 years -- would appear through C-SPAN and the blogosphere to be so asinine that the risk of political backlash against the minority would rise rapidly as the days went by. The risk of backlash might not be obvious at the beginning of the debate, just as it wasn't obvious to Newt Gingrich that the Republicans in Congress would take the heat for shutting down the federal government a decade ago, but it would become obvious after just a few days. And even if the traditional filibuster worked to frustrate the first Republican nominee, would Democrats really want to repeat the ordeal for the next nominee? They might look like heroes the first time, and jackasses donkeys the second time.
I originally thought this should have been used in 2003-04, when the GOP had a majority but a slim one in the Senate. There's been plenty of big-blog discussion on this issue, with Instapundit and Patterico weighing in, and Kaus jumping back and forth on this idea.

As for my thoughts...

Look, if the filibuster is such an honored part of democratic tradition, then why do we allow 60 votes to end it? In fact, why not allow one member to gum up the works permanently, if all we're doing is trying to enshrine the rights of the minority to protest? The original filibusters have been watered down; at one point, you needed two-thirds majority to invoke cloture. And if the Dems are so convinced of the sanctity of the filibuster, they'd better complain about how the House of Representatives doesn't have one -- and keep complaining about it if they're ever back in the majority.

The rationale for the filibuster may exist, but it's not clear to me that the filibuster as it's currently being exercised matches up with the principles it supposedly stands for. The theory of the Dems isn't to change anyone's minds by having them re-consider the issue; it's to kill the nomination itself. If you're holding up judicial nominees, is there any reason to end the filibuster? This isn't like legislation, where we can have compromise about the actual terms of the legislation while it's held up by an enterprising minority. The concession the Democrats are demanding is that the President withdraw the nominations of the judges in full -- there is no compromise to be heard on this point.

I am tired of idiot arguments from the left, like the one paraphrased here by Russert...
Court of Appeals: Bill Clinton nominated 51 people to the Court of Appeals. Thirty-five were confirmed. Sixteen were blocked by the Republicans by not giving hearings or not allowed out of committee. George Bush nominated 52. Thirty-five were confirmed because the Democrats threatened filibuster. They don't run the committees, so they can't block it in committee. What's the difference?
There's a huge difference, Tim. The GOP is in the majority in both cases -- so they have the right, as the majority committee, to block nominees in committee by voting against the nominees. The Democrats aren't even allowing a vote. Even if Clinton's nominees had reached the floor, they would, in almost all cases, have been rejected by the GOP majority. If Bush's filibustered nominees reach the floor, they will be confirmed. Again, we have the Democrats fighting the tide of democracy.

And this is the party that wants to count every vote? I guess it's just like every other election -- the Democrats want every vote to count, but only until they find out they're going to lose.

Sunday, May 01, 2005

And I Thought Trekkies Were Scary

Wojr points me to the scariest picture I've seen in a long while. Yes, even scarier than the Mr. T video. To quote an old Italian friend, "These people should be put to work finding land minds in Afghanistan by being forced to walk repeatedly across fields until they either blow up or the area can be considered safe." What's really funny is that he means it.

With that being said, I have tickets (thanks to RB) for the 12:01 AM showing of Revenge of the Sith on May 19th. Yes, I'm a geek. Just not that big a geek. Hey, it's all relative.

Speaking of which... Wojr is now posting again. Warning: this will not be a link to high-falutin' political discussion. But it's a damn sight more entertaining.

The Japanese Art of Making Business Decisions

Dan Drezner links to this story about the world's most expensive game of rock-paper-scissors ever...

Takashi Hashiyama, president of Maspro Denkoh Corporation, an electronics company based outside of Nagoya, Japan, could not decide whether Christie's or Sotheby's should sell the company's art collection, which is worth more than $20 million, at next week's auctions in New York.

He did not split the collection - which includes an important Cézanne landscape, an early Picasso street scene and a rare van Gogh view from the artist's Paris apartment - between the two houses, as sometimes happens. Nor did he decide to abandon the auction process and sell the paintings through a private dealer.

Instead, he resorted to an ancient method of decision-making that has been time-tested on playgrounds around the world: rock breaks scissors, scissors cuts paper, paper smothers rock.

In Japan, resorting to such games of chance is not unusual. "I sometimes use such methods when I cannot make a decision," Mr. Hashiyama said in a telephone interview. "As both companies were equally good and I just could not choose one, I asked them to please decide between themselves and suggested to use such methods as rock, paper, scissors."

Officials from the Tokyo offices of the two auction houses were informed of Mr. Hashiyama's request on a Thursday afternoon in late January.

They were told they had until a meeting on Monday to choose a weapon. The right choice could mean several million dollars in profits from the fees the auction house charges buyers (usually 20 percent for the first $200,000 of the final price and 12 percent above that).

...Kanae Ishibashi, the president of Christie's in Japan, declined to discuss her preparations for the meeting. But her colleagues in New York said she spent the weekend researching the psychology of the game online and talking to friends, including Nicholas Maclean, the international director of Christie's Impressionist and modern art department.

Mr. Maclean's 11-year-old twins, Flora and Alice, turned out to be the experts Ms. Ishibashi was looking for. They play the game at school, Alice said, "practically every day."

"Everybody knows you always start with scissors," she added. "Rock is way too obvious, and scissors beats paper." Flora piped in. "Since they were beginners, scissors was definitely the safest," she said, adding that if the other side were also to choose scissors and another round was required, the correct play would be to stick to scissors - because, as Alice explained, "Everybody expects you to choose rock."

Sotheby's took a different tack. "There was some discussion," said Blake Koh, an expert in Impressionist and modern art at Sotheby's in Los Angeles who was involved in the negotiations with Maspro. "But this is a game of chance, so we didn't really give it that much thought. We had no strategy in mind."

... Instead of the usual method of playing the game with the hands, the teams were given a form explaining the rules. They were then asked to write one word in Japanese - rock, paper or scissors - on the paper.

After each house had entered its decision, a Maspro manager looked at the choices. Christie's was the winner: scissors beat paper.
Drezner's post contains far too much deep thinking on the issue (or at least more deep thought than I want to devote to it). But it's interesting to note that Bart Simpson ("Good ol' rock. Nothing beats that.") would have beaten Christie's.

Yes, There's No Such Thing As Media Bias

Wow. Patterico calls out the L.A. Times for opting to a take Reuters dispatch and omit a key paragraph -- that includes key facts supporting the position of the U.S. government! (hat tip: Instapundit) Heck, even CBS News has been nailing this story with accuracy.

Which leads to one stunning thought -- the L.A. Times makes Reuters and CBS News look fair and balanced. Yikes.

Not Aiming For My Demographic

A movie starring Jennifer Lopez and Jane Fonda. You know, you can forget the political reasons I have to avoid Hanoi Jane. A movie with her and J. Lo would even make the popcorn taste terrible.

I guess they could have made it worse. They could have cast Barbra Streisand, Richard Gere (whose middle name is Tiffany?) and Julia Roberts, with a special appearance by Ben Affleck. Now there's a sign of the apocolypse.