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Filed Under (Hypocrisy, Tyranny at home) by Don C on 26-03-2008

Waterboarding OldPunk.

The blogosphere is not about free speech, initiating dialogue, speaking your mind, sharing your perverse views with others who may not have heard them before, or being the kind of dick who just pisses a whole bunch of people off to no purpose. It’s about climbing the ladder. The mainstream media is dying. The blogosphere is a tournament to determine who will replace them.

So, successful blogging is not about being a decent writer with original content and interesting, original takes on the events of the day?

You know the book, “Everything I Need to Know in Life I Learned in Kindergarten”? Same principle applies here. Blogging is like coloring. You have to stay inside the lines. You can pick any outrageous color you want, and people will love you to death for your color choices (tits are the best colors, and PhotoShops of Hillary), but just remember to STAY INSIDE THE FUCKING LINES.

Okay, so it’s more of an echo chamber? That explains a lot.

Instapunk Update:

On the off chance that this post wasn’t servile enough, I want to take this opportunity to apologize personally to Ace of Spades, 2007 Conservative Blogger of the Year, for any implication or inference by OldPunk that Ace is somehow an ambitious, illiterate, sex-pandering, gay wannabe, one-joke practitioner of blogorrhea, meaning the nonstop posting of absolutely nothing just because the topic happens to be in the news and maybe we can dig up a mildly related old YouTube video that has tits and ass to boot.

I remember when Ace was just getting started it seemed he was forever humping Glenn’s leg like a little dog in hopes of a link. Coming from someone as sophomoric as Ace I was quite surprised that such a strategy would work with Glenn. So here we are four years later, Ace is conservative blogger of the year and has 21 million hits while I am hoping to reach 100K by the end of the year and have but a handful of people who link to my site (thank you all.) Thanks be to God for Google and the other search engines that apply a less personality and ego based objectivity when searching out relative content.

What really pisses me off is that so many of the blogs in “The Blogrolls” of almost every ‘A’ site are dead links. Anyone who knows anything about lists is that lists require management. The longer the list, the more list management required. The A-Listers would rather have a dead link than to color OUTSIDE THE FUCKING LINES.

I may be an idiot, but I am not an idiot like Ace. Until now I had no idea how an idiot like Ace could be so successful. My thanks to Instapunk for clearing it up for me.

More…

The subtext of the above brilliance is another piece of brilliance where InstaPunk had the balls to utter the word nigger.

Here’s the dirty secret all of us know and no one will admit to. There ARE niggers. Black people know it. White people know it. And only black people are allowed to notice and pronounce the truth of it. Which would be fine. Except that black people are not a community but a political party. They can squabble with each other in caucus but they absolutely refuse to speak the truth in public. And this is the single biggest obstacle to healing the racial divide in this country. The dammed-up flood of good will in this nation for black people who want to work for their own American Dream is absolutely enormous. The biggest impediment is the doubt created in each and every non-black American by the clannish, tribalist, irrational defense of every low act committed by any black person. If you’re offended when Republicans defend Richard Nixon or when Democrats defend Chuck Schumer, imagine what it’s like when black people swarm the streets to defend Jeremiah Wright.

Yep, you definitely colored outside the lines there, my friend. But that’s okay, my nigga, because I like to color outside the lines myself from time to time.

Don’t they call it pandering?

Filed Under (Crime, Politics, Inept Bureaucracy) by Don C on 26-03-2008

So, do elected representatives really believe there is a need for some kind of license to move furniture, arrange flowers, and file a horse’s teeth, or are they just passing ridiculous, unfair, discriminatory, costly, protectionist regulation in exchange for money?

Did you know that in Nevada it is illegal to move a large piece of furniture for someone else under the title of “interior designer”? In fact, 21 states and the District of Columbia have enacted “titling” regulations or registration requirements for people who want to arrange other people’s furniture for a fee.

the professional florist’s lobby (yes, there is one) has succeeded in enacting legislation in Louisiana that makes it illegal “for anybody to arrange two or more types of flowers without passing a largely subjective state licensing exam.” The failure rate for the florist’s exam is actually higher than that of the state bar exam

[I]n Texas, veterinary groups are pushing to require “horse floaters” to obtain a veterinarian’s license. Floaters specialize in filing down the teeth of horses. That’s all they do. (Radley Balko via FoxNews)

It’s hard to blame self-important idiots who lobby for stupid regulations out of fear for their meager existence, but if elected officials are passing these unnecessary and harmful laws in exchange for money (and let’s face it, why the hell else would they pass such stupidity into law?) I am in favor of hanging, as you all should well know by now. Hang these sons of bitches and the problem will go away.

Hang em high, I like to say.

The Mother of all whatever

Filed Under (etcetera) by Don C on 26-03-2008

I hate to be stereotypical, but Arabs sure are prone to Hyperbole:

“The [Iraqi] police and army are being used for political goals, while they should be used for the benefits of all the Iraqi people,” said Nassar al-Rubaei, leader of the Sadrist bloc in parliament.”If these violations continue, a huge popular eruption will take place that no power on Earth can stop.” (Link)

So, not even Islam could stop it? What an unfortunate name for the followers of Muqtada al-Sadr. Not even Madison avenue could make a Sadrist seem appealing

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