The Idiot Who Got Me Off Facebook for a Night

Sean Penn is a tool. I knew this would happen. I got my copy of Entertainment magazine a few weeks ago with the Oscars preview. The editors correctly predicted that Penn would probably get "a lot of sympathy in the wake of the Prop-8 vote" and win Best Actor.

The irony in that suggestion is incredible.

It would seem to me that to win "Best Actor in a Leading Role" you would have to be "the best actor in a leading role." Now, I'll come clean. I don't know that I've seen any of the films for which the men nominated in this category were nominated. This commentary isn't about that. If Mr. Spicoli truly was the "best," then he deserved to win. However, if Entertainment magazine's pre-Oscar summary of the situation has any merit, then Penn wasn't the "best" actor, but simply the "Best Role by Which to Make a Hollywood-esque Political Statement."

You be the judge.

I am inclined to believe that the uber-liberal secularists in Hollywood selected Penn in order to give him the pulpit from which to lob these gems:

"For those who saw the signs of hatred as our cars drove in tonight, I think it's a good time for those who voted for the ban against gay marriage to sit and reflect on their great shame and their shame in their grandchildren's eyes if they continue that support...We've got to have equal rights for everyone."

Yeah, Jeff Spicoli. I saw the signs of hatred. Those signs of "acceptance" and "inclusion" and "tolerance" that were lifted high in San Jose as the home of a Prop 8 and their car were vandalized. I saw the "love" and "understanding" as the Los Angeles LDS Temple was picketed and elderly temple patrons were jeered, mocked and profaned. These "courageous warriors" for "civil rights" were conspicuously absent, however, from locales associated with other more sizable voting blocs who opposed Prop 8 in California. For example:

- African Americans
- Latinos
- Catholics (practicing...)
- Evangelicals
- Muslims

Especially that last one. Why not picket a mosque? Why pick on the LDS church? You and your (m)ilk, Mr. Penn, are cowards. When you have no ideological leg upon which to stand, you shout louder, instead of understanding the merits of an argument. Yours is the intolerant, undemocratic, anti-social, non-inclusive, ostracizing side. Your loudmouthing from the Oscar stage ("You commie, homo-loving sons of guns") simply belies your own shallowness.

Watch the career trajectory of Mr. Penn. The more he started spouting off against conservative values, the more Hollywood and Cannes love him. His secularized agnosticism is certainly indicative of an apple that has fallen quite from his Russian/Lithuanian Jewish and Irish/Italian Catholic tree.

But all that worship and reverence of God has no place in Hollywood.

So Penn got me off Facebook for a night--to post this. When an agent of intolerance points the finger at others and accuses them of his own crime, it's time to tune out. Penn's hollow argument may play well in the Kodak Theater, but preaching to the choir comes across as so cowardly.

When You Invite UConn to Play, Watch Your Meat

I found this little tidbit as I checked the ESPN site this afternoon (as I do quite frequently). I know it's dangerous to have great basketball teams come to your place to play, but I had no idea that the Huskies were known for pilfering porterhouse.

I'm loving that headline.

Well, their politics are straight out of the Dark Ages...

If this is true, and I really hope it is, the Bubonic Plague has struck an al-Qaeda training camp in Algeria. As my post suggests, this is the most fitting piece of karma I've seen in quite some time, as the politics of AQ are to return man to the Dark Ages, forcing women out of schools, and creating a patriarchal society where these same women have no say, no rights and no place save it be below the man.

I smell a rat. A plague-infested rat. Maybe this is all the workings of the CIA's latest bioweapons program: RC rats running around desert camps biting terrorists. Heh.

I can't take it anymore...

I know it's been an eon since I've posted, but Facebook has taken control of my online life. If you really want to know what's up with me, go there. Now, for the reason I've posted.

I am going to officially boycott history Tuesday. I DO NOT CARE ABOUT OBAMA'S INAUGURATION. I'll tell you why.

The consistent cross-outlet fawning over PE Obama is disgusting. The ten official inaugural balls are opulence in a time where frugality is needed. $150M? Come on. Four years ago, the media decried Pres. Bush for having any sort of gala at all. "Too expensive." "Unnecessary." Where are they now? They are silent and complicit in this. It is, after all, their doom and glooming which in my opinion, contributed to the outcome of the election. The consistent character assassination of both Sen. John McCain and Gov. Sarah Palin, playing the old "Republicans are doofuses, dummies and dolts" card, was so transparent. The hero worship aboard Obama Force One by media reporters was about as far from objective journalism as you can get. Chris Matthews's tingle on his leg moment actually made me wretch a little in my mouth.

What did the losing side do in 2001? They cried "thief" when the election was won in the Electoral College by G.W. Bush. They then spent the next four years complaining about the illegitimate president who "stole" the White House. When he kicked Kerry's can in 2004, they complained again that "millions were disenfranchised." Complain. Complain. Complain. We just found out what the liberal loudmouth machine does when their guy wins: they spend millions of dollars--many of them my and your tax dollars--and throw a party...er...multiple parties.

What does $150M buy?

• At $250K a pop, you could apply a personal housing bailout to 600 people.
  
• At the new low price of oil of about $60 a barrel, you could add almost 4.2 million barrels of oil to the strategic reserve.
• The military could purchase 18 additional Predator MQ-9Bs and drop some crap on idiots around the world who are causing such a ruckus--like Hamas kooks in Gaza or Taliban fools in Afghanistan or Pakistan.
• Give every teacher in my now-home state of Idaho an $11,000 raise. (That's the 13,328 non-administrative members of the IEA--the union leadership doesn't need a raise. They need to be fired, along with every other teacher union hack in America.)

I could think of a million other uses for Obama's millions, but The One has decided that the best use of these funds, and the taxpayer dollars used to secure law enforcement support, etc. is to have a Bruce Springsteen concert for Mom and Dad and the JoBros with Miley Cyrus for the kids.

Guess which mouse-themed network we will NOT be watching in our house come Tuesday?

WARNING! Adult Content!

So we were playing the "ha ha" game yesterday. That's the one where everyone lays on the floor and rests their head on the stomach of someone else. Then the hilarity ensues. The first person goes "ha" (and the heads start bobbing). The next person goes "ha ha"...you get the idea. Usually the group just starts laughing and bobbing up and down at that point. That was about how far we got before we were all laughing ourselves silly.

Then Nate makes a stinker.

Of course, in normal families, this would stop the laughter. Not in ours. It amplified it. Then Mommy says "Nate has the buns of doom." And of course, the "jokes" continued. We use the word "chones" in our household to refer to undies, so I said "Nate: Attack of the Chones." Then Riley chimed in, "He's Count Doodoo." It finally degenerated into "Nate is Darth Skidius, Evil Sith Lord."

Nate of course couldn't get enough of it and tried in vain to come up with his own monikers, most of which were things like "Yeah! I'm Count Doodoo!"

Of course, trying to keep it high-brow, as we drove around looking at Christmas lights last night, I decided to "have a talk" to the family and discuss how it may be better and more appropriate if we start to talk "nice" and remove references to "body functions" from our dialogue.

All four kids were put to sleep by this. I heard snoring. I did.

What the crap? (Sorry about the title, Mom)

Never mind that the earth has been cooling for the last three years, the idiot climate global warming kooks are trying to take over your kid's Christmas program. My buddy in Salt Lake sent me this link--his kids were indoctrinated into this just this past week as they performed the drivel to his shock and horror.

Join your local PTA before Principal Gore makes this a horrifying reality at your local elementary school.

FYI: We live in a place where the kids can still sing Silent Night and say "Christmas." Yep, you guessed it, we're no longer in California.

I've been a Reagan Republican for quite some time...

My mother emailed me this little tidbit this morning. I wrote it when I was eleven years old for a creative write assignment in sixth grade. It's interesting to me in that I was so cutting-edge in my political priorities. Economy. Alternative fuels. Homeland security. I was Hopechange before Hopechange was Hopechange!

Behold:

If I Could Vote....

If I could vote I would probably vote for Ronald Reagan. One reason is because I am a loyal Republican (even if I'm only 11). When I'm 12 I'll be a TAIR. Teen Age Independent Republican. Another reason is I like his way of doing things. I know he has a good record in California as Governor of that state. That sounds like a tough job.

What I would want him to do if he were elected is to help make a more stable economy, help bring down inflation, start searching for more American oil so we rely less on OPEC and other countries. To put more money into military spending and find safe ways to make alcohol and coal fuels.