Another amusing site, although I have seen variations of this one for years.
Why I Love West Virginia,
Why I Love West Virginia, Part 9987
There are a number of reasons to love West Virginia, but you have to just love the common sense of my fellow citizens.
For two weeks now, our local newspaper (why by any objective account is an absolute disgrace- but hey, it is in color and online!) has been running what can only be classified as a hysterical shock campaign about the perils of underage drinking. Morgantown, is a college town with 25k kids. College students drink, even when they are not of legal age. Thus, there is a terrifying underage drinking problem- but not the kind you would think if you read the newspapaer. A couple days reading the blather and you would think that every 13 year old kid in Mon. County was drunk like a monkey.
At any rate, the newspaper asked people to send in their suggestions for ways to combat this horrible menace. How do you think the majority of West Virginians think you can combat underage drinking?
Lowering the drinking age to 18.
I love West Virginia.
This paragraph in Jonah Goldberg’s
This paragraph in Jonah Goldberg’s latest column is going to cause a firestorm of controversy and give Andrew Sullivan an aneurysm:
The British have had cameras in train stations for over a decade in order to combat IRA terrorism. Is the United Kingdom a police state? When you go over there and hang out in a pub, are you worried that some pockmarked dude with a black leather trench coat might be eavesdropping? Okay, maybe you are, but that’s probably because he’s gay and cruising for a good time (the leather coat is a dead giveaway).
This, in my opinion, is
This, in my opinion, is Vodkapundit’s best post ever.
I don’t get it: Thursday’s
Thursday’s bombing was condemned by Arafat and also forced the cancellation of scheduled truce talks. But a spokesman for the Al Aqsa Brigades, who uses the nom de guerre Abu Mujahed, said the group was still carrying out attacks because no cease-fire agreement was in place.
“Arafat did not give any orders (to halt attacks), there is no cease-fire declaration yet,” Abu Mujahed said. He said his group would be willing to observe a formal truce, “but the Israelis continue their aggression and assassinations and we will continue our attacks.”
If this murdering, terrorist scumbag is within camera range, isn’t he also within range of a rifle?
James Lileks beat Mr. Moore
James Lileks beat Mr. Moore like a rented mule in his latest screed. Or should I say a rented jackass.
Not much to post today,
Not much to post today, but there is this:
A woman whose two huge dogs mauled a neighbor to death in a San Francisco apartment building was convicted of murder and manslaughter Thursday. Her husband was found guilty of manslaughter.
Good, I hope both of them spend a long time rotting in jail cells, with nothing to do but avoid prison rape and filling out legal briefs for their fellow felon roommates. They are scum, and they deserve everything they got from the jury and more.
Those people had those dogs, which were loaded weapons- cocked and ready to go off on anyone or anything, and they had no regard for any of their fellow citizens. Those dogs were known to go off if they smelled too much of naturally occurring human hormones in the air.
Before someone makes a specious and stupid argument about my loaded weapon analogy, there is no connection between gun ownership and these dogs as ‘loaded weapons.’ If you think so, tell me the last time you rifle or your pistol took a crap on the living room floor. These were living, breathing killing machines, and the people who owned them had a willful and reckless disregard for human life and anything other than their own narrow desires. If you want to make the dog as loaded weapon/anti-gun argument, the only analogy that would be comparable to owning those two dogs would be for someone to litter a grade school playground with loaded AK-47’s. Then the analogy might hold- but that would be anathema to responsible gun ownership, as any gun owner would tell you.
At any rate. So long. You couldn’t keep your vicious animals caged, so now you get to spend a considerable chunk of your life behind bars. Too bad they won’t require you to eat out of a big bowl like the animals that you are. My only regret is the jury couldn’t find your defense attorney guilty of being a Grade-A bitch for torturing the victim’s partner throughout the trial.