Today was a rough day. Started at 6:45 with yet another wrong number by the home of Pamela White, who may very well get a phone call from me next time I stay up late. Gracie sealed the deal on my early morning by yowling for me to get up and pay attention to her. That's the last time I let the food dishes run down to empty overnight. And work was pretty much non-stop from beginning to end.
I was thinking today that I'm getting too old for this. It really is a young person's game, working floor staff at the climbing gym, being on your feet the entire shift, wolfing down your lunch in the ten minutes between parties, while standing at the main desk. The climbing for free on my off-hours is great, and I don't have to pay a membership fee, and I like the idea of them paying me to climb instead of the other way around.
But still: I'm getting too old for this. All I wanted to do when I got home was sit in my chair and put my feet up.
I stopped at the supermarket on the way home from the gym. There's a Klezmer concert at my synagogue tomorrow night, and admission is a bag of nonperishable food. Since I haven't donated tzedaka in a while, I bought a bunch of things that I thought a needy person would like to eat. On the way into the market, however, I saw two Muslim women. One was just wearing the hijab, while the other was dressed in the full-length gear, leaving only her face and hands exposed. I checked to see if my Star of David was inside or outside my shirt.
You know, I never used to care. It was always out, but I often wear it inside my shirt when I work at Peak because I usually wear two shirts, and it winds up inside one or both of them. I did not want to experience The Look that I often get from Muslims when they see my star. It was inside. I passed the younger woman in an aisle. She was chasing her young son. I smiled at them when she picked him up. No response, really.
Oh, well. permalink |
Scott Koenig has the best one-liner about Moonbat Mahathir's endorsement of John Kerry.
Scott at AMCGLTD has a post that runs through the last 1400 years history in about 24 paragraphs. In it, he compares the history of Christianity to the history of Islam, and discusses the differences. Not religion; organization. Go, read, and have at him in the comments if you disagree with what he wrote. Don't bother me here about it.
Steve Silver has moved. Update your links accordingly. (Congrats, Steve, you're off Blogspot!) By the way, if you follow this advice, you won't be sleeping with that girlfriend ever again. Just my two cents.
And I'm done for now. I have to go add a rule to my spam filters that excludes all mail from Megan. I'm so tired of her sending me the same thing over and over again. Megan, of course I want to hear good news. You can keep the bad news for yourself. Sheesh. permalink |
Yeah, I just like to start tweak people. I'm not really bad, I'm justoh, wait, yes I am.
On the other hand, it's making me think harder about switching to Movable Type. permalink |
I have figured out what I like about comments. Now I get to be snarky even more of the time, in a different venue. Had I but realized how much fun comments could be, I might have gotten them years ago. No, I'm actually lying, I didn't want them years ago because I had no readers, and it's pretty pathetic to make up all those pretend names and make people think you have people talking to you, not that I want to mention any names, but there are some well-known bloggers with split personalities (also known as Dissociative Identity Disorder, though I would have thought the word was Disassociative, but hey, what do I know about mental illness, I can't even end an effing sentence?). Ahem. Not that I'm accusing them of making up other people supposedly posting on their blogs, or in their comments. No. I'd never accuse them of that.
Yes, it's true that I went through almost every comment thread on the page today and added something, ah, less than serious. It wasn't someone pretending to be me. This time. Why did I do it? Um... Michele made me do it. permalink |
As promised, here are my IEAPD pictures, featuring Rebecca G., who simply revels in eating all forms of meat. It's a bit of a high-bandwidth page. And I'm sorry, Larry, but this thumbnail is all you're going to get today. This is a very high-bandwidth page for me, with a fair amount of large photos. I like to be nice to my 56k modem readers. Another time. I still haven't put up the Hulk Hands pictures, I think. permalink |
Let's take a look at the latest "lull," shall we? Exhibit A:
How about we have Christians protesting that, instead of coming up with new ways to blame Jews for the death of Jesus? And, oh, yeahstill more proof that the PA is not only not fighting terrorism, but is responsible for a significant portion of it. I notice now that the new line, taken even by some Israeli analysts, is that Arafat has lost control and cannot stop the terrorism. Bullshit. He's done it before. He can do it again. If he felt the necessity, he'd crack down in a heartbeat. But he thinks it suits him more to have Israeli children dying on their way to school. Die already, you sick, twisted murderer. permalink |
I'm still not really up to writing The Anti-Corrie piece I promised you, so I think I'll publish some reader mail instead. From Gary R.:
Yes, I knew that, and ditto on the joke.
That would explain Reuters' anti-Semitism, but in my quick lookaround, I couldn't find the documentation that shows who Reuters' major stockholders are. So the jury's out on that until I have definitive proof.
Ken M. on the various Passion fears:
I couldn't agree more. I'm not paranoid, they really are out to get me. Just read the news.
Regarding my query on why new bulbs are brighter than old ones, Mike S. writes:
Nick S. agrees:
Peter D. says:
And on the topic of the mutant hair, he adds:
And that empty the mailbox for the day, except for all those links I have to get to. I promise, Scott, I'll get to it soon. Meantime, my readers can sneak a peek at it before I do if they like. And I'll get to the other requested linkage as well. Promise. permalink |
A student group called Supporters of a Safe Israel at Virginia Commonwealth University wants to bring Daniel Pipes to VCU for a lecture. However, due to the current anti-Israel climate on many college campuses, whenever a group brings a pro-Israel speaker, the colleges demand extra security due to the protests and controversy that will ensue.
SSI needs to raise extra money for both the security (which is a few hundred dollars)* and the honorarium for Dr. Pipes. I've met with these students over the past year, and my synagogue's rabbi is now advising them. It's a good organization, dedicated to fighting the anti-Israel bias on campus with events like this one, and one on March 30th that will bring a member of Yad Vashem to speak about the anti-Israel bias of the palestinian media (among other things).
*Edited to fix a mistake about the funding needed
If you can spare the funds, please send a check (made out to VCU Supporters of a Safe Israel) to:
I'll be at the lecture, with my tape recorder and digital camera. Readers will get a first-hand report.
If you'd like to do something about the anti-Israel bias, here's a chance. Send five or ten or twenty dollarswhatever you can spare. It will be greatly appreciated. As would other bloggers linking to this post. permalink |
Backspin, the weblog of Honest Reporting, has the facts on the PETA campaign that started IEAPD. They're running it in Germany now, and running into Germany's anti-hate laws. And while I don't approve of the thought-crime mentality, I have to get a little bit of schadenfreude at PETA's being charged with one in Germany. They're using the same pictures, the same lies, the same everythingthis in spite of being told by Elie Wiesel that they did not have his countenance to run that famous picture of the men in the bunks in Auschwitz (he is in the picture). Of course, this is unsurprising: PETA lies. And lies. And lies. Plus, they steal.
Go read (and see) for yourself.
And just in case you haven't had your fill of Reuters' Jew-hatred (it's not anti-Zionism), the headline to the article Backspin links to is
So I woke up this morning from a rather deep sleep. I slept through a phone call, which is an extremely rare occasion for me. Even though I have only one phone ringer on, downstairs, on the quietest ring possible, I wake up for about 99% of all phone calls that arrive during my sleep hours. I have extremely acute hearing. It's my blessing and my curse. You do not want to whisper around me. I can hear what most of you are whispering, because you all aren't freaks with overly-sensitive hearing that causes you to wake up when someone knocks on the next-door-neighbor's door. No, I'm not kidding. As I say, it is my curse. Except when I'm overhearing stuff people think I can't hear. [Snicker]
Anyway. I woke up and saw the Caller ID flashing, and checked to see if there was a message. There was. It was a woman who left her number, her name, and said, "I'm trying to get in touch with Dr. Steven Porter."
Here's a novel idea: Why don't you call him?
Really. My recorded message quite clearly starts with, "Hi, this is Meryl." It does not start with, "Hi, this is Meryl, Dr. Steven Porter's answering service." It proves, once again, that most people hear what they want to hear, and this woman wanted to hear that I was her doctor's answering machine. Sorry.
I deleted the message.
My hosting service is having mail server problems. So I can't send out a few emails that I need to send, and I can't read your emails, and I can't delete my junk mail on the server.
Have you ever noticed that when you suddenly can't do something, you want to do it so badly that you're thinking of alternative methods to do it?
We are such children.
I know this page is getting loaded down with photos today. So I think that I'm going to put up one more, and then probably use thumbnails and alternate pages. But Larry G. wants to see pictures of my IEAPD feast, because, well, three of his four children were there. Okay, Larry, I promiselater today, the world will get to see how neat and ladylike your only daughter is at mealtimes. Just remember, you asked for it. permalink |
Yes, I'm trying an experiment: I've added Haloscan comments to the place. They'll stay until they get infested with nazis. I don't have a problem with hearing dissenting opinions. I have a real problem with sponsoring Jew-hatred on my own site.
With that in mind, I think I'm going to give a few trusted people (in several different time zones) edit/delete control to eliminate the mouth-breathers.
And to show that I'm paying attention: Here you go, Aish. (Click for supersize.) I caught Worf countersurfing, which is the Rhodesian Ridgeback term for "stealing food." Here, he's just licking whatever spilled from preparing dinner, as he is never left alone in a room that has food in it. Not deliberately, anyway. If Heidi has to leave the kitchen while preparing dinner, she makes sure that Sorena or I stay there and keep an eye on the food. And yet, he constantly gets away with stealing food. Heidi was telling me a few days ago that they managed to get a jar of honey off the counter, open it, and eat half the contents.
Dogs. permalink |
International Eat an Animal for PETA is behind us, and I haven't finished putting up the reports of the meaty goodness had by all.
Y'know, chicken is a lot of fun that way. Sarah has a different take on things:
Both pages are quite funny. Go, you'll like.
From the Editor (I never know if I can quote his first name or not), the crowning irony in a news article he passed along to me:
While I think a law known as "insulting the memory of the dead" is a foolish law, I can't help but laugh over PETA being charged with it. Go, Germany! permalink |
I just can't seem to get up the energy to write about hatred anymore today. So here's your moment of kitty zen: Gracie at the patio door, trying to decide if she wants to come outside.
I think she looks like a real Kliban kitty here. She's not that fat, but it's a pose that makes her look that way. On the other hand, she resembles the Kliban cookie jar I gave my mother some years ago, except it's black and white. And yes, Rahel, she is as soft as she looks. Gracie's fur feels like silk.
By the way, folks, I'm testing something new. See if you can figure out what it is. permalink |
This is a hilarious Flash link. It's The Exorcist in 30 seconds (and re-enacted by bunnies).
Also, via my pal Dolly, check out this dancing dog. Now that's training.
And in the process of cleaning out my emailboxes, I found this joke:
Lynn B. has a few more words to say on the obvious Jew-hatred of some of the defenders of the film.
Gee, I thought Mel said that everything he filmed was in the Gospels. Everything. Yes, everything. Uh-huh. Everything. It's all the truth, he said, in spite of basing the film's script on the visions of an undiagnosed nutcase nun who claimed she saw events from 18 centuries in the past.
In any case. I hope we're done with the Passion pieces, because I'm mighty tired of them. But I'm sure there will be more. The Arab and Muslim states will use this movie to buttress their anti-Semitic propaganda. We're not quite done here. permalink
Last year, around this time, the opening salvo in the Woodpecker War was fired. (I'll have links to the whole saga up soon; I'm working on updating my "best of" pages.) A few days ago, I was thinking that I'd probably have to get Maintenance Guy back up on the roof to put another water-filled shampoo bottle on my chimney hood, as I figured the old bottle blew off in Hurricane Isabel. I checked. Amazingly, the shampoo bottle remains.
However, I've been hearing woodpeckers singing for the past few weeks. The sound brings a momentary pause to whatever I'm doing, as I listen in fear for the dreaded hammering of the beak on metal. But so far, the dreaded Shampoo Bottle of Death is still keeping Woody Effing Woodpecker away.
Look what I saw this morning. First, there was Woody himself. I can't really tell from the bird book, but I think he's a flicker, although the bird book also makes flickers look a lot yellower, and Woody isn't yellow.
There was an even more fearful moment: Woody and a female, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. Yes, that's right. I caught the courtship ritual of the most annoying bird in Richmond.
On the other hand, Woody was literally turning himself in circles to impress his potential wife, so I did get to laugh at him, which, uh, made no difference whatsoever.
The pictures aren't very clear. Rainy day, had to shoot through the glass patio door, and they were pretty high up in the tree. But the intent is clear: Someday soon, there is going to be a nestful of little Woody Effing Woodpeckers in my neighborhood. I hope to God they're single egg-layers. permalink
Cat's not running the Blogathon this year. She says she's taking a year off and that 2005 will be back, bigger and better than ever.
Lair, Michele and I have every intention of staging our own blogathon anyway, for Magen David Adom again. We're going to try to raise the full $60,000 that it will cost to donate an ambulance to Magen David Adom. We raised about $15,000 last year.
We're also accepting applications now for anyone who wants to stay up for 24 hours straight, posting every thirty minutes, which means you have to write 49 posts in 24 hours. This year, however, since we get to choose the date, it's going to be a Sunday, out of respect for religious Jews who are Shabbat observant.
If you want to help raise enough money to dedicate the Ilan Ramon Blogathon MDA ambulance, send an email and let us know. We're currently figuring out a date and other logistics. More news as things start coming together. permalink
March 16: Vandals hit with slurs and swastikas
So many possible reasons from which to choose: Gibson's Passion, the surrender of Spain, or just plain, simple Jew-hatred.
Lair Simon, complete with pictures
Andy's looked both classy and delicious.
Aaron's, which is kosher, too.
Graumagus has a really creepy post about Night of the Living Lobsters (yes! they returned to life!) as well as a description of his day.
Zachary eats lots of fishies.
Kevin Aylward's beef salad, and, as he wrote, a picture of the bun in the oven. (17 days to go until Boy Number Three.)
Still more from Aaron. Good Lord, he's a workaholic. And a meataholic.
More to come as folks send me more links. permalink
You know, I keep thinking there's no way Reuters can sink any lower, and then I come across stories like this. All of the sneer quotes are theirs.
"Reuters" is a "news agency" that "publishes" "objective" "news" articles. On the other hand, the AP has this to say (not a sneer quote to be found):
I cannot believe that Ha'aretz actually uses the Reuters "news service." In fact, I find it difficult to believe that anyone would pay money for the biased crap that Reuters dishes out. permalink
There's much, much more. permalink
The IDF arrested a 12-year-old boy trying to bring a bomb through a checkpoint out of Nablus. You remember those checkpoints: They're the ones that human rights organizations and überlefties (which is now my term of choice for the lunatic left) say are "humiliating" to the palestinian people. Yes, indeed. Extremely humiliating. Why, it's downright embarrassing to be caught with
It's not bad enough that the pals are using minors as bomb transports. It gets worse:
They were going to kill the child. Perhaps the pals don't love their children, too, to use an old Sting song lyric.
Let's take a longer look at the first article quoted:
"poverty-ridden." "forbidden to drive through." This must be Reuters. No, it's actually something called the Press Association. Reuters has not covered this story, apparently deeming it more important to post anti-Israel headlines like "Sharon Rules Out Peace Talks with Palestinians," as opposed to something like, "Sharon to pals: Stop terror, or no peace talks," which is what he actually said. By the way, the last several articles I've read on Reuters that deal with Israel have ellipsed quotes. I'm betting they're pulling a Dowdism, but can't find the originals yet.
Nice. Hire a boy, kill him, then, no doubt, claim he was the youngest "martyr" ever in the fight against Israel. Bastards.
But they didn't try to blow them up. The tactics have shifted. Everyone, it seems, is expendableexcept, of course, for the terrorists' own children. There's one more important part of the article, though:
Which convinces me that he was an ignorant pack mule used by the terrorists. Disgusting. Shame on the pals, and shame on all their terror-supporters in the EU and elsewhere. permalink
Whomping Willow is whomping on Chomsky with a poster or three.
I wish I was at his house this weekend. Mmmm.
Now that's a meat poster. With lots of cheese, too.
Michele and Andy have a picture up that shows you why we simply have to keep mocking PETA for all we are worth. Then again, Andy has managed to point out that they simply mock themselveswithout even having to say it.
This is the yummiest poster yet. Warning: Do not view on an empty stomach.
I have pictures from my lunch today. I'll post them later. There are some serious things going on that I need to get to. permalink
Apparently, there's a website, but I can't find the email so I can't send you there. Perhaps my emailer will send me another (sorry!). In the meantime, I'm off to Sarah's to join up with Sarah and three of her children (eldest is going to be mad when he finds out where we ate lunch, but he's in school) to eat some meat for lunch.
I was reading some of the threads on which IEAPD is mentioned. Many of the affronted vegans point out that since PETA hasn't changed its tactics, my day isn't accomplishing anything. They apparently have no reading comprehension skills, as here is a direct quote from my original post:
On the other hand, the IEAPD is accomplishing something. It is pissing people off. That was its half its purpose. The other half was to make people feel a little less angry and upset, and laugh a little bit moreat PETAafter being offended by that awful "Holocaust on your plate" campaign, which compared the slaughter of chickens to the slaughter of six million Jews. (PETA also lied by claiming their campaign was approved by Holocaust survivors and made it seem that Isaac Bashevis Singer (who has been dead for years) was on board with it.)
So my juvenile scorn impulse kicked in, and out came the IEAPD.
Lynn put up her early IEAPD menu, and wow, the bar is set rather high. Don't think I'll come anywhere close to that many kinds of animals. There will be cute children and food pictures here, though.
I leave you with this letter from Alex Bensky, internet raconteur:
I don't think that's a word, but I like it.
Coming soon (hopefully tomorrow): Daniel Pipes has been invited to speak at Virginia Commonwealth University in Richmond. However, due to an uber-lefty reactions to people like Pipes, the group has to come up with five grand to hire extra security. So I'm going to ask for your help. I'm getting an address where you can send checks to the organization that's sponsoring Dr. Pipes. I'll have it up tomorrow. If we raise the money (and not just from you readers), I promise a first-hand report as if I were writing it for a newspaper. I'll bring my tape recorder. Assuming, of course, that I don't get into a vehement, er, discussion, with some uber-lefty in a kaffiyeh and get arrested. I've already made my rabbi promise to bring along bail money for me. Yeah, I'm kidding. Mostly.
Over at Mac Thomason's, a report on the E! Online poll to save an endangered show: Angel took 85% of the vote. There is a worldwide effort to keep the show alive. This just may come off. Keep those cards and letters coming.
Don't forget: Tomorrow is the second annual Eat an Animal For PETA Day. Chow down on all those meat-filled goodies, and take pictures and write me letters about your day.
Aaron has a compendium (and several posters) of the upcoming day for us.
Yes, I know there was another attack in Gaza. Ze'ev Schiff says to expect more, since Sharon announced the unilateral withdrawal. Perhaps he should tell the terrorists to go eff themselves, and that Israel has decided to stay put, after all. Think it would help?
Nah, me neither. permalink
Spanish voters appear to have chosen a government that will remove them as allies in the war on terror (which I find, frankly, difficult to believeSpanish intelligence officials will keep going after terrorists regardless of who is the Prime Minister). I've just finished a round of the blogosphere, where disappointment and shock seem to be the dominant emotions.
It certainly appears as if Al Qaeda has influenced the Spanish election. But it's only one battle. Let me remind you of something the President said on September 21, 2001:
We lost a lot of battles in WWII. But we won the war. And we helped Europe rebuild.
We're winning the war in Iraq and Afghanistan. Terrorist-sponsoring nations are beginning to give up their murderous habits (Libya, anyone?). As W. pointed out more than once, we're in it for the long haul. This war is going to take time. We're not going to win all the battles. And some battleslike the election in Spainaren't going to be apparent until they are upon us.
Yes, I'm worried. Yes, I think that Al Qaeda will consider this a victory to be imitated. But I still have confidence in our own intelligence services, and in our military. Naivete? Perhaps. I prefer to call it optimism. permalink
Last week's blogs are archived. Looking for the Buffy Blogburst Index? Here's Israel vs. the world. Here's the Blogathon. The Superhero Dating Ratings are here. If you're looking for something funny, try the Hulk's solution to the Middle East conflict, or Yasser Arafat Secret Phone Transcripts. Iseema bin Laden's diary is also a good bet if you've never been here before.