Loony Of The Week

If Palin were in charge, she'd have quit by now.I confess that the notion of watching a Nigerian Chaplain of the House warding away demons and witches in Congress, as one did for her in Alaska, has a certain charm.But who would be left?In closing, I offer my profound thanks to all for the image of Palin being waterboarded, although I would object to waterboarding sentient creatures.

We have a multi-theater strategic vision.We can bomb a country into democracy while bombing another out of it, all at the same time.Yankee know-how. Can do.

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What's your main objection to the 'We don't discriminate' sticker campaign? (Poll Closed)

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It implies that religious freedom = 'discrimination' 59.15% (1,426 votes)

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It reflects intimidation by pro-homosexual forces 29.61% (714 votes)

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It incriminates businesses that don't display the sticker 11.24% (271 votes)

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Oh the fun a mischievous lad could have with a pocketful of stickers in that state!

I figured I'd hit the roadhouses and Chick-fil-A joints first. For maximum effect.I hear the governor's door is a toll booth.

They want the same religious freedoms their ancestors had--the freedom to burn witches at the stake and the freedom to torment unbelievers.The same equivocation of religious freedom and mob license undergirds the Christian right's objection to anti-bullying laws.God meant for those people to be bullied.

Caffeine may have a point.The Virginia House of Delegates voted two weeks ago to require women seeking abortions to undergo intravaginal ultrasounds: they know where the fetus is.He was more likely contemplating that bit of government-mandated instrumental rape than any shortcoming of telemedicine.So he's more rapist than dufus. But loony all the way down.

I prefer to overestimate the feral.

That poor fucking kid.

I've tried to avoid autobiographical posts, because inevitably they're questioned, because why not.But I'm still mad as hell about this poor kid, so here goes.When I was 5 years old, my sisters were 7 and 9. We were constantly sick, as the strep infection moved through us like 220 through a 110 circuit, round and round, burning, burning... Penicillin was available--the local quack just didn't believe in it. One day, at last all nonfebrile, we occupied the same hospital room, tonsillectomies done at the bulk rate.My oldest sister, a bleeder, suffered third degree burns on her legs, because the electrocautery machine shorted out through the surgical table; the ether made me comatose for three days, though I awoke leaving the OR in convulsions, and broke the nurse's nose. The rheumatic fever cursed all three of us with autoimmune issues: a thyroid here, some heart valve damage there, as well as complaints of pain and fatigue that followed us all our lives.My sisters are dead, their lives reduced in length and almost every circumstance by those long-ago events. My (eventually summa) return to undergraduate school was interrupted by my first major autoimmune episode in my junior year, though I recovered and and followed a fellowship offer to Boston Univ. grad school.That clock kept ticking: I was forced to withdraw from grad school due to my health. When I experienced back, leg and neck injuries in a 2001 rear-ending, they were complicated by an exaggerated inflammatory response consistent with my history.I've had multiple surgeries: cervical spine, lumbar spine, both legs; bone grafts, titanium caging, steroids, opiates, fentanyl patches, an implanted neurostimulator to block nerve pain. I stopped opiate pain meds for the past 18 months, because they killed my sister. A shot of whisky and a toke, and I'll still laugh about life and spit in yer eye...but...so many possibilities lost, and all that work...And my beautiful sisters.All for the lack of a few injections, a little penicillin.Contemporary parents don't understand that they're playing with fire. We've forgotten far too much. Even the most often survived childhood diseases can have terrible consequences later. I think many of these parents play naturopathic games like they follow fashions, thinking real medicine has their backs and can step in, if needed.It doesn't work that way.

Three weeks into the war, the wrath of Bubba-san knew no bounds.Edited by Omnivorous, : No reason given.