Smell The Fear, Like Something Out Of Hitchcock's "The Birds"

The Perp Walk of UC Davis Chancellor Katehi

Backpacking

I lived in Colorado for 10 years and did a fair amount of backpack camping in the high country. Strap 35 pounds, give or take, of food,clothing, and shelter onto my back, hike 5 miles or so with some buddies up a mountain side to a lake, and enjoy the view. Day hiked up to the peaks, hiked along the ridges, did a little fishing, practiced the harmonica when the mountain lion got too close. Good times, good times!



But....I guess I was doing some of my camping completely wrong. Apparently, before you take a tent down, you must first vigorously shake your pepper spray canister. I did not know that.

Mr Gorbachev, Tear Gas This Wall

Photo by Randy Rasmussen


When chemical warfare against civilians fails to bring the desired results, expect the Secret Police to escalate the violence. Expect death, or more accurately murder, a magnitude above the 1968 Democratic Convention in Chicago and Kent State all rolled up into one. Changes in magnitudes, changes in attitudes, nothing remains quite the same.....with all of our gunning and all of our running, if we couldn't laugh we would all go insane....

F-Troop Health Advisory

If Mayor Bloomberg tries to make amends with Occupy Wall Street folks by offering them warm blankets for the winter, then Occupy Wall Street folks should check with their doctors to make sure their smallpox vaccinations are up to date.

Is Mitt Romney a particle or a wave?

Based on the Herman Cain Uncertainty Principle, the Gingrich Box Equation, and Bachmann's Constant, it appears as though Mitt Romney is the ultimate Quantum Candidate. The Probability Wave of Romney's Positon is entirely dependent on who is observing Romney at any given time.



The Ron Paul Paradox of Entangled Partisans is entirely consistent with Santorum's Slit Experiments, and is one of the best pieces of evidence supporting Karl Rove's philosophy of invalidation of a theory by falsification-experiments, also known as "rat fucking". Is Romney involved in Rovian Ratfucking? It depends on whose box Gingrich is in.

Jesus Christ's Half Brother Is Alive And Well On The Spokane Indian Reservation

" 1970
Happy Birthday James and I'm in the Breakaway Bar drinking too many beers when the Vietnam war comes on television. The white people always want to fight someone and they always get the dark skinned people to do the fighting. All I know about this war is what Seymour told me when he came back from his tour of duty over there and he said all the gooks he killed looked like us and Seymour said every single gook he killed looked exactly like someone he knew on the reservation."
The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven by Sherman Alexie

Armistice Day Poppy

Patsy Decline

I'm a bit of a conspiracy guy, and the more I think about this Herman Cain business, the more I smell a rat. He's a patsy. His "handlers" had to have known all along about all the allegations against him. They had to have known that it would all come out in the press. Maybe Herman thought they didn't know, and he could just cruise control on by, like it would never come up. He seems to have a strong sense of denial.

So, if The Handlers knew that this is how it was going to play out, why bother going through with the charade? Probably one of the same reasons Newt Gingrich and Rick Santorum continue with their campaigns. It's a great way to launder money!

You want more conspiracy? Joe Frazier just died, Heavy D just died, and the old They Die In Threes Urban Myth gets fluffed when the Cain Campaign tries to pull a page from the Bob Roberts playbook, but things spiral out of control. They forget to take into account Herman's cholesterol drugs and the boner pills causing an unsafe drop in his blood pressure, and an inability for the blood to clot.

Giggity Giggity

"My Pubic Hair Is A Bird, Your Argument Is Invalid" is a helluva defense, Herman, but let's couple it to the Ronald Reagan Defense for good measure.

Koch Cain

I'm sure you've surmised by now, I'm of the opinion that Herman Cain is a scumbag. Just as I believed Anita Hill about Clarence Thomas, I believe the women who leveled accusations against The Spermanator. Of course, I have no "evidence" to back up my beliefs, just my own feelings based on experiences of working for the type of power hungry men who think they can take whatever they want because they are in a position of power. Sexual harassment is a symptom of a larger disease. So color me judgemental, but Herman Cain is a scumbag.

I'm glad the women who made the accusations are choosing to remain anonymous. It would serve no purpose to come forward at this time, and they would be doing nothing other than drawing a huge bull's-eye on their backs for some Conservative whack job with a gun. They would be vilified in the media by the likes of other scumbags like Bill O'Reilly, another power hungry man in a position of power who thinks he can take whatever he wants because he's in a position of power. The women would literally be putting their lives at risk, and to what end?

The Brother From Another Mother? The maggoty apple doesn't fall far from the tree.



UPDATE: Terry at Urantian Sojourn beat me to the punch with "Koch Cain".

Sperm N. Cain

Circle the wagons, trap him in the circle, then stick the shivs in him.

If Spermin' Cain says "I did not have sex with that woman", somebody owes me a sandwich.

Tommy Hollis is Dead and I Don't Feel So Good Myself

Somewhere in the bowels of the Opposition Research marketing arm of the Mitt Romney Machine, 2 White Dudes with Matching Suits and Skidmarked Magical Underwear are giving high-fives as the box office receipts for "Primary Colored (Who Went Down on the Way to The Top)" grow larger.

Meanwhile, in the mind of Herman "Nice Chicken, Honey, I Am Sticking With The Mustache" Cain, a pizza delivery man porn fantasy develops...

Kwik Change Cain

Asshopper, snatch the pubic hairs from the top of my Coke, and you may leave The Temple.





Heh,heh......Master said "Snatch".....Heh,heh....

Herman Cain as Daffy Duck

“I am sticking with the mustache.” Herman Cain

Over at Tengrain's place, Tex Betsy posted this Herman Cain video....



In comments, Johnny B quotes from The Atlantic: "Herman Cain’s ‘Yellow Flowers’ Ad Is a Dadaist Meta-Western" By Conor Friedersdorf

“I am sticking with the mustache,” Herman Cain declared on CNN earlier this month, and can you blame him? Some may see a mere personal grooming choice, but I cannot help but be reminded of Dadaist Marcel Duchamp who in 1919 painted a mustache and beard on a postcard sized reproduction of the Mona Lisa, bringing the Dadaist movement to wider popular attention. Can there be any doubt that Cain is the closest an American presidential candidate has come to being a fellow traveler in that movement? It was only when I watched the campaign ad above, titled “He Carried Yellow Flowers,” that it hit me: surf the Internet for explanations of Dadaism, and you’ll find that they double as descriptions of the Cain in 2012 campaign.

As a fan, follower, and "student" of Dadism and Marcel Duchamp, I'd like to answer Conor's question,"Can there be any doubt that Cain is the closest an American presidential candidate has come to being a fellow traveler in that movement?" I'd say there is considerable doubt that he is the closest. He doesn't come close to Mike Gravel's 2008 campaign.




Up next from Herman, a video of a couple of Good Ol' Boys Never Meanin' No Harm taking a piss break during lap 87 of NASCAR Monster Truck Hog Heaven to discuss the virtues of Herman.

Herman Cain's Latest Campaign Video

The truth is out there!

Man of Constant Sorrow by The Doggy Bottom Boys

Same sex marriage is legal in Iowa. This is Rick Santorum in campaign desperation mode trying to appeal to all the Republican bigots in Iowa who voted to not retain Iowa Supreme Court Justices. Don't be surprised if Santorum wins the caucus, just like Huckabee won it back in 2008. Don't be surprised, either, if Santorum loses and is then found dead in a Dubuque motel, ass-fixy-ate-id, a dildo up his ass and wearing a scuba diving wet suit. I figure the odds be 50-50.

Low Brow

"You have to put the eyebrows on it!"
Frank Zappa

Smoke 'Em if You Got 'Em!

Michele Bachmann, in point 6 of her 11 point “American Jobs, Right Now” Blueprint for Economic Prosperity and Job Creation calls for the legalization of natural resources.

How Many Days Until Zappadan?

Cal Schenkel tagged me in this photo...



....and I removed the tag.


A few times a year, seems like clockwork, Facebook goes ahead and changes the layouts, changes privacy stuff, etc. I'd never been that comfortable on Facebook, and I only really joined because the Filipino Clan had abandoned the Yahoo Email Group, and they all migrated to Facebook. If I wanted to see all the photos, I had to join. But, after 2 years on Facebook, I've had enough.

Facebook would love it if everyone's privacy settings were set to "everyone", because that is their business model. The most amount of personal info that is shared with the most amount of people is going to earn them the most amount of advertising dollars. I keep waiting for someone to steal my identity using the fake birthdate that I changed to another fake birthdate, and that "Only Me" can see. Ha! Why can my friends share my info with their apps? I'll know where the identity was stolen from when the fake birthdate shows up with it.

Some "friends" will not even notice I am gone. That guy I knew from High School that sent the friend request, then never had 2 words to say, the friend of a friend from the blog world who never bothers to comment on the blog, the person with 426 friends, and their total just dropped by one and they have no idea who is no longer their "friend", they're just collecting "friends" as trophies to put on the mantel.

I knew my days were numbered there about a month after I joined. I cracked a Mitt Romney joke on the wall of an old friend, a Massachusetts Republican, a guy I've known since 1971, and he "unfriended" me without saying a word! It's a wonder I lasted that long. Sometimes it got ugly, like the times I called out all my Catholic family and friends about the priests raping children, the Vatican covering it up. I was met by silence from most, except that one guy from High School who had the total meltdown, threatening violence for talking bad about The Church. Good times, good times.

Wasn't all bad, though. Chatting with Bill Griffith or Steve Lafler was great fun, but not enough to keep me there. Also, I'm heading into the cold weather drawing season, got a couple of comic books I want to finish up, and I also want to start investigating some of the digital drawing tools for making vector drawings with an eye towards making animated cartoons. I don't have time for Facebook.

So, I methodically untagged every photo I was in, deleted every comment I made, removed every post I made, every link, every video from my wall and the walls of my friends. I deleted every photo I posted, then deleted the albums they were in. I deleted everything, and I'm sure when you reach a certain number deletions, it trips the "OH My God, He's Deleting Everything,Let's Slow Him Down By Making Him Click On Everything 5 Times" Facebook Algorithm. Fuck you, assholes! When I got everything deleted, I unfriended everybody, then "Deleted" the account, which is not the same thing as "Deactivating" the account. They deliberately make the delete button more difficult to find, and I suspect some people who want to delete their accounts mistakenly think that deactivating the account is the same thing.

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