Thursday, September 30, 2010
In my opinion, Media Matters should concede that they lied and are, in fact run, by a group of elite Socialists Aliens who want to see America toppled. They are in fact a group of genetic throwbacks, hairballs and losers that can't make money honestly so they go after hard working men and women. Well, listen up dweebs....
Glenn Beck and the Fox Network currently capture the lion share of the media market for their time slot. I would be proud to advertise with these folks. You folks at Media Matters, on the other hand, are still up there with the sewer rats and social psychopaths that make up the majority of your subscribers. That's my opinion anyway.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Following are a few of my favorites along with some typical complaints;
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
The Professor said "OK class if you all agree we will conduct a live experiment in the merits of Socialism, but you must all agree to accept the results of this experiment". The class all agreed, they were very eager to precipitate in the Professor's experiment; which was:
1. Quiz on Wednesday, Test on Friday, the grade will be on an average.
If the average score in the class was an A then everyone gets an A.
If the average score in the class was a B then everyone gets a B.
If the average score in the class was a C then everyone gets a C.
If the average score in the class was a D then everyone gets a D.
If the average score in the class was an F then everyone gets a F
2. This experiment in Socialism would last for one month.
The first grade on the Quiz was a B, so everyone in the class got a B. Some of the A students were complaining, but the C students were happy to get a B. The A students started to study less and complain more.
The results of the Test on Friday was a C, now the A students were really complaining to the other students about studying and they were trying to encourage the C students to bring up their grades, but the C students did not respond.
The next week the grades were a C and D, the former A students lost interest and did not bother to study because now there was no incentive for them to excel and the former C students were mad at the A students for not helping the C students with their studies, so the C students just quit studying.
The result was that at the end of the month the whole class got a F. The Texas Professor said, "This is perfect example of how Socialism does not work and why Socialism fails people as a whole!"
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
My name is Dan Owen and I approved this message. You can bet your ass I do! I'm a center line Independent voter, and along with many of my fellow American's, Democratic ass is just what I'll be kicking on November the 2nd.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
As fall now swiftly approaches, I’m wondering about the flu and how severe it might become over the coming winter months. Last year, thankfully, the pandemic strain known as H1N1 fizzled out before it caused too many deaths. It still pays to remember that even on a ‘good’ year the common forms of the flu can and does kill thousands. Anyone, but especially the very young and the old can become very sick. This also includes a person at any age that is suffering from an impaired immune system.
My focus for this blog is on the mega-sized hog farms that are spread out all over the US. Smithfield Foods, the largest and most profitable of these, killed 27 million hogs last year. Now that's a lot of hogs and it’s not so much the meat I’m concerned about as the shear amount of feces produced. For instance, the 500,000 pigs at a single Smithfield subsidiary in Utah generate more fecal matter each year than the 1.5 million inhabitants of Manhattan. The best estimates put Smithfield's total waste discharge at 26 million tons a year. That would fill four Yankee Stadiums. Even when divided among the many small pig production units that surround the company's slaughterhouses that is not an easily containable amount. Many of its contractors allow great volumes of waste to run out of their slope-floored barns and sit blithely in the open, untreated, where the elements break it down and gravity pulls it into groundwater and river systems. Smithfield's holding ponds -- the company calls them lagoons -- cover as much as 120,000 square feet. The area around a single slaughterhouse can contain hundreds of lagoons, some of which run thirty feet deep. The liquid in them is not brown. The interactions between the bacteria and blood and afterbirths and stillborn piglets and urine and excrement and chemicals and drugs turn the lagoons pink.
Even light rains can cause lagoons to overflow; major floods have transformed entire counties into pig-shit bayous. To alleviate swelling lagoons, workers sometimes pump the shit out of them and spray the waste on surrounding fields, which results in what the industry daintily refers to as "over-application." This can turn hundreds of acres -- thousands of football fields -- into shallow mud puddles of pig shit. Tree branches drip with pig shit.
Some pig-farm lagoons have polyethylene liners, which can be punctured by rocks in the ground, allowing shit to seep beneath the liners and spread and ferment. Gases from the fermentation can inflate the liner like a hot-air balloon and rise in an expanding, accelerating bubble, forcing thousands of tons of feces out of the lagoon in all directions.
The lagoons themselves are so viscous and venomous that if someone falls in it is foolish to try to save him. A few years ago, a truck driver in Oklahoma was transferring pig shit to a lagoon when he and his truck went over the side. It took almost three weeks to recover his body. In 1992, when a worker making repairs to a lagoon in Minnesota began to choke to death on the fumes, another worker dived in after him, and they died the same death. In another instance, a worker who was repairing a lagoon in Michigan was overcome by the fumes and fell in. His fifteen-year-old nephew dived in to save him but was overcome, the worker's cousin went in to save the teenager but was overcome, the worker's older brother dived in to save them but was overcome, and then the worker's father dived in. They all died in pig shit.
Add to this, the routine manner in which millions of tons of antibiotics are fed to the pigs to stimulate growth, much of which is later excreted into the lagoons, and you have yourself one very interesting scenario. While most of the bacteria are killed by the antibiotics, a few survive. These tend to be resistant to antibiotics very similar to those given to people. Among the more dangerous bacteria, we find Staphylococcus aureus subtype 398 (MRSA), which has recently found itself a new niche to live in the swine population worldwide. This bacteria is methicillin resistant and is dangerous if it colonizes a human being, especially a human with a compromised immune system.
So, this microbe along with a host of other microbes sit in these vats of shit doing what they do best. That is evolving and exchanging genetic information via different pathways. Oh, did I forget to mention that the H1N1 flu virus is present there also? (Honestly, you just cannot make this stuff up). So, what you end up with in all those fields and in all those vats of pig shit are very large and leaky Petri dishes. An informal science experiment that goes on year in and year out. It should be interesting to see how it all works out.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
"Because the legal procedure on her case is not finished, her release is canceled," the ILNA news agency quoted Abbas Jafari Dolatabadi, a Tehran prosecutor, as saying on Friday.
This cat and mouse game by a group of demented sick and sadists over the release of US citizens and others has got to stop. I can only hope and pray that some country (hint hint) out there with enough cojones (definitely not the US) give this den of snakes a last chance to release all its foreign nationals. Also, they should demand Armadadickwad's head on a pole. For these acts, they will then promise not to bomb the country back into the Stone Age, but rather only Dark Ages (a time they might actually like).
I'm sorry to sound so immature, but Iran's government really does need to go. They are a sore on the butt of a world that will only get worst the longer we endure the pain of their continued existence.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Five years ago, when I moved from a small apartment in Chicago (the windy city that I felt actually got its name more from the politicians than from Lake Michigan), I finally landed in a small Midwestern town named Birch that supported a population of just under two thousand. After looking around in vain for a job, I soon discovered that most of the people living there worked in various trade jobs such as construction, roofing and the like. Positions I was ill suited to fill. A few of the places I sought work at mentioned the National Research Institute that occupied the far north edge of town as a potential candidate. NRI as it was known by the locals was very clandestine but occasionally they were known to post a help wanted sign by the road that ran by the min entrance. No one, including myself, really had much of an idea what went on in the small cluster of nondescript concrete buildings. We could see that the parking lot there was most always full from 7AM until late into the evening. And, there were rumors, of course. Some said they tortured animals while others hinted at even darker experiments. A friend of mine confided to me that NRI was actually involved in genetic research. Turned out he was the closest guesser of the group.
I really didn’t care much what they did and never went over to apply for work. Interestingly enough, I also never ran into anyone who worked there in the town proper. Even on the weekends while shopping at the local grocery, there was no evidence of strangers in my mist. (I would have remembered seeing the blue coverall’s that NRI employees were required to wear). Maybe they all did their shopping late at night or maybe they shopped in the next town? Strange behavior, but not illegal. So, it was with some shock that a chance encounter at the mart one weekend made me aware that things were not all that perfect in the little town of Birch Missouri.
On that day, a Saturday early in the springtime, I was at the mart looking for the section that held insect repellent. After wandering around for a while, I spotted a friend standing at the far end of an isle. He evidently was also looking for repellant as he was holding a can of what appeared to be Off. “Hey Ted” I announced as I walked up to his side. “That’s just what I was looking for. The damn bugs are absolutely thick this year and its not even summer yet!” I commented sagely as I picked up a can at random. It announced ‘Insect Away’ in big blue lettering and was evidently on sale.
Ted looked over at me and scowled. “Hey DanO! No, don’t get that junk. It don’t work buddy.” He grinned and pointed to his left leg. “See those red spots?” I could just make out a cluster of tiny red marks on his calf. “That happened after I had applied the Insect Away crap! Just a short walk in the woods yesterday and BAM it get clobbered good” He then pointed to the can of Off in his right hand. “This here is the real McCoy according to the store manager. He said that while it costs more, it’s worth it because it works!”
As I eyed the cost difference, I had internal doubts. If the guy Ted was referring to was someone named Mark Billings, then all bets were off. Old Mark barely got himself through High School a few years back when he landed a job at the mart. He actually was a stock boy, but told his friends he was the manager. Nice enough kid but certainly not much in the way of an expert on bugs. Personally, I have been long convinced that most of what you pay for these days is hype and not actual product. But, I was willing to part with a little extra on the basis of Ted’s glowing endorsement. I replaced the Insect Away and grabbed a can of Off and headed for the check out counter waving adieu over my back to Ted as I went. That was the last time I saw Ted alive.
End of part one….
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
What is wrong with us? It’s just like the Ground Zero mosque plan. Does this church have the right? Yes. Should they? No. And not because of the potential backlash or violence. Simply because it is wrong. The more I reflect on what happened on 8/28 the more I realize the amazing power of GOOD.
We must be the better person. We must be bigger than our problems. Bigger than the times in which we live. Burning the Koran is like burning the flag or the Bible. You can do it, but whose heart will you change by doing it? You will only harden the hearts of those who could be moved. None of those who are thinking about killing us will be affected, but our good Muslim friends and neighbors will be saddened. It makes the battle that they face inside their own communities even harder.
Let us rise above the current levels and elevate ourselves and our country. The only thing this act would prove is that you CAN burn a Koran. I didn’t know America was in doubt on that fact. Let’s prove to each other that while there are many things we can do, there are maybe many more things that we choose not to do.
Friday, September 3, 2010
To say that America is rapidly becoming an armpit would be perhaps to be too kind. Homo sapiens should really be shortened to Homo saps and it's way past time we woke up.
Today, drinking untreated water from any source can be a deathtrap. (Really fresh water comes in little bottles at $2 a pop). Our forests are dwindling and the animals that dwell within are under constant pressure of extinction. Even the air we breathe has become routinely tainted with hydrocarbons and filth. (If you want to see the difference, hop a plane to Canada). All the while, we continue to reproduce like rabbits in numbers that would not be permitted by any other sane species. Yes, America is fast becoming a true cesspool and one that literally stinks. The saddest cut, however, is that we still look like a pretty good place to live when compared to most other countries!
While our government continues to wrangle over which party will be in power next term and where best they can spend money we no longer have, we have somehow squandered all that is really important. Faith in God has been replaced with faith in machines. Friends that used to gather around a fireplace, now sit hunkered in front of a computer screen. They text each other now and if they really like you they put a smiley face at the end of a sentence. Churches have become ever more a commercial interest and not a house of God. That is for those that actually attend church. The rest of us Godless wonders sit slack jawed watching the nightly news while we plot on how to screw our neighbor. Yeah, we’ve come a long way.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
The book is both eye opening and highly readable. I think it also does a credible job in explaining some of the machinations that are at work behind the scenes in American government. It paints a graphic example of what happens when true leaders of that country, its citizens, abdicate their power to a small group of corrupt power brokers who play one side against the other in order to forward their personal agendas. This power struggle has been going on in all governments for as long as men have sought a way to band together. America’s system, while imperfect, was and is one of the better experiments in freedom. However, as the book points out, corruption, once it gains a foothold, can spread like a burning cancer throughout the length and width of the system. A system managed by power hungry despots who imagine themselves ordained to take care of the flock, even at that flocks expense in personal liberties.
I would encourage everyone to buy a copy or failing that, get your friends at church to pool their money so that books can be purchased and then shared. I do not think you will be disappointed.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
The best information I’ve come across is the chart pictured here that addresses what is thought to have happened to all that black crude. It would seem that most of it has either disappeared or has been eaten by hungry bacteria. (So, what’s happened to all those bacteria)?
Well, perhaps Mother Nature in the form of a hurricane will once again launch everything back into perspective. Tropical Depression Nine, now just off the coast of Africa (and which will be named Gaston if it strengthens) could easily become a player as it is already south of three previous storms (Danielle, Earl and Fiona). It would both tragic and amusing if it hits New Orleans. I can just picture President Obama, in my mind, strutting up and down a Gulf beach with hands on hips and looking presidential. All the while, with dark clouds billowing on the horizon. Oh no! It’s Katrina II the sequel.