Well, it’s not Friday, but it’s getting there. Not a lot to say today, but I think we can all rest easier knowing that scientists have created marmosets with green glowing feet, and the marmosets are passing the trait to their offspring. The scientists are clearly excited, because now they figure they can breed animals with human diseases and torture them in the name of research. How very human of them (fuckers better stay away from our baby woodchucks, though).
But whattya expect? We’re just doing unto animals the way we do unto each other. Actually, the monkeys are in Japan, where they’re probably treated better than humans would be by us freedon-loving ‘mericans (assuming you consider a-rabs and mooslums human, of course).
Hopefully the scientists at least won’t rape the monkeys, or sexually abuse them “with objects including a truncheon, wire and a phosphorescent tube.”
I think I’ll go look for a youtube video of Lee Greenwood’s “Proud to be an American.”
Proud to be american because the top story by far is of a mother who lied about going to Disneyland.
The world hangs in the balance and Matt Lauer is a trained chimp.
Are you sure he’s trained? I bet he wears a diaper.
I wonder if his feet glow?
What a great name for a band! “Matt Lauer’s Diaper.”
Last night I listened briefly ( I get queasy easily) to O’Liely who was telling the wingnuts that their opposition to Sotomayor was further shrinking the Republican party. I pinched myself and everything. I was awake. That’s what he was saying.
Morning Joe was saying similar stuff.
And…Chaney back pedaled on his Powell ain’t no Rethug stuff.
Maybe they’ve been smoking.
Well, the house I wanted to buy fell through. There was just too much work to be done and there was a couple of things FHA would not have passed like, lot line issues where the nieghbors have encroached on your property with their badly made block walls. And the apartment had a kitchen with a gas stove that didn’t have a hallway between that and a bedroom. 🙄 I guess the bank cares whether or not you get asfixiated by leaking gas. :jerk:
If you’re asphyxiated you can’t pay the mortgage and the bank cares about that.
You ain’t goin’ nowhere
Just a coincidence K-pea. Sorry it didn’t work out.
I made an offer on another place that doesn’t need much work at all. I hope they take it because I have to be out of here by the 15th of June. All my paperwork for the lender is in so, hopefully it won’t take so long to close if my offer is taken. It’s a cute house. Wood floors, front porch across from a park. I even like the paint job.
Hi guys, been trying to catch up. I’m representing disability claimants to the social security administration. We’re starting up the practice. I really like the work, but am horrified at how we as a nation treat humans. I LOVE working on the “right” side of things for a change. This is going to take some time to learn the ropes.
(KP, hope your offer goes well.)
for the birders:
saw a female robin removing the poop from her nest. Everyday she takes it out of the nest – the nest is really clean. The poop is lined up along the pool! It’s wild and I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t watched her do it. Anyone else know about this?
Wish the President’s nominee was more liberal. She has great qualifications, but appears, thus far, to be middle of the road. We need balance, man!
The World Barely Noticed
by mike boettcher
May 1st, Observation Post Bariali was overrun during a surprise attack by Taliban and Al Qaeda fighters. Three American soldiers, along with two Latvians and five Afghans died in the fight. Little notice was made back home of the horrible battle here. Swine flu was the topic number one in the American media. Death on an Afghan mountain top was lost somewhere in that day’s events.
Situated along Afghanistan’s border with Pakistan, Bariali overlooks three river valleys that serve as major insurgent smuggling routes – the Hlelgal, Daring and Konar. OP Bariali was an irritant to the Taliban and Al Qaeda. They attacked in force and succeeded in their goal of pushing the Afghan Army and it’s NATO allies off the mountain – temporarily.
U.S., Latvian and Afghan troops have returned to rebuild Bariali. Helicopters fly here only at night and land on a narrow ridge line. When Carlos and I hopped off the back of the Chinook, it was total darkness. We followed the troopers ahead of us to the reoccupied compound. I tripped over sleeping soldiers who had just endured a violent mountain thunderstorm that blew away much of the little cover they had and soaked them to the bone. We found two open cots on a slope behind a row of Hesco barriers.
It was obvious Bariali had gone through hell three weeks earlier. A few pieces of burned wood were scattered around the tiny OP. Fabric covers around the rock filled Hescos had been burned off. The rock was black in several places where fires, triggered by the attack, had burned.
But the troops were rebuilding. They filled sandbags to reinforce their positions and set up a shipment of heavy weapons meant to defend the compound from a future assault – one that is sure to come.
So far, though, it has been quiet. Soldiers here tell us that snipers usually like to take pot shots at sunset from perches in the ridge line above us. There are no bullets flying this day, only loud booms from U.S. Artillery firing at another mountain ridge.
I feel strange here. Where we stand, ten men died 21-days earlier and the world barely noticed.
Thanks 49N. I’m learning the ropes of farming. New directions.
“You ain’t goin’ nowhere”
and we we turned around
and found ourselves somewheres anyhow.
theres an artistic side to wandering we developed as we went.