Why my boobs aren’t quaking today


Yes, people, you read right: I’m not doing Boobquake today. I’m doing Brainquake instead. I can just hear the chorus already…

“Aw, ‘Bina…you party pooper. You spoilsport. You…you…you…HUMORLESS FEMINIST, you. Why aren’t you letting your bodacious double-Ds bounce out in the breeze, sticking it to crazy Iranian clerics who are dumb enough to think that immodest women cause earthquakes?”

Well, uh…maybe it’s because I don’t feel the need to sink to that dirty-minded man’s level. He’s got Teh Stoopid, and I’m supposed to counter it with more Stoopid? Uh, no. (Besides, I’ve already mocked him here, in item #5.) How about countering him with a flash of brains instead? You know, like realizing that he might not have been talking about boobs, or legs, but simply showing your hair? That’s considered immodest by Iranian mullahs.

Yes, I know. Pathetic.

But it’s true. The morals police there can bust you if they think you’ve got your headscarf on too loose. Or they can make you remove your makeup and/or nail polish if it’s deemed too gaudy. Even showing your socks can be a no-no, or at least it was not so long ago. Maybe it is again today, or will be tomorrow; it all depends on the whim of the mullahs.

And that’s what’s so horrible and scary. The mullahs, not the elected president, are the real rulers of Iran. Even if Mahmoud Ahmadinejad (whom I don’t care for, BTW) were to be overthrown tomorrow, those guys would still be firmly in place. It is therefore with regard to them that the real cultural battles in Iran will be fought. It’s all very well for us over here to show our tits to salivating dudes and call it rebellion (or just a Girls Gone Wild video–same diff); it’s something else to rebel over there, where smaller, subtler, but far more concrete acts on a daily basis must constitute a genuine push-back against the mullahtocracy.

But to understand that, you have to use your brains and read up a bit on Iran. I recommend Azar Nafisi’s book, Reading Lolita in Tehran, to give you some idea. Or Betty Mahmoody’s memoir, Not Without My Daughter. Those books make all this cheeky western girl-talk of immodesty seem downright dumb.

And that’s because it IS dumb. It is, as the originator rather sheepishly confesses, a snarky joke that somehow morphed into a “protest”. It has now reaped the inevitable crowd of male gawkers that show up whenever free (as in gratis, not liberated) boobies are in the offing. This is way too frivolous to merit being called a political movement. It’s just “woo-hoo, look how rebellious we are!”

Yeah, girls, someone’s looking, all right…and it’s not the person at whom this fauxtest is being aimed; he can’t see you. It’s a whole lot of other dudes, who are training their telephoto lenses at your neckline and rubbing their hands (or other body parts) with glee. Which is exactly what the misguided mullah was babbling on about, if you leave out the earthquake bit. So there you go; you’re proving him right in an effort to prove him wrong. Feel foolish yet?

But hey, the boobquakers protest, this is all for the sake of science! Okay, girls, let’s do some science. (You can cover up now if you like. We won’t be needing our boobs for this one.)

Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that it’s true that an unscarfed head is immodest. Therefore, if the hypothesis is that immodesty causes earthquakes, this hypothesis has already been disproved. You can disprove it at any time, with a simple look around you when you’re out in public. How many women do you see who have their hair fully covered? How many do you see who don’t? If it’s a majority that don’t, and the ground isn’t shaking angrily underfoot, then you can pretty much take it for granted that the immodesty of these women isn’t making seismic trouble after all, eh?

And just look at France. This past week, Sarko banned religious headscarves altogether. Has the ground opened up and swallowed the entire country? Are tremors turning the terre into a trampoline? Non? Well, then, there again is your answer. And no tittaes needed to prove the hypothesis false.

Canada doesn’t have a nationwide headscarf ban; Muslim women are free to wear their scarves, or not, as they please (except in Québec). Most women here go bareheaded all year round, even when it’s foolish to do so (chills and sunstroke can happen, and for these reasons, as well as fashion, I love my hats!) Does Canada have a lot of earthquakes? No. It hardly has even minor tremors! Even “immodest” Québec hasn’t been hit with any big ‘uns. So, again: Hypothesis false.

Science class dismissed. Now, let’s do some Women’s Studies.

The best ones to tackle the sexist stupidity of an Iranian mullah are Iranian women. Does anyone know what they’re saying and doing about this? Maybe we should start paying attention to them. I will be. I hear that they are an educated and sophisticated bunch, on the whole, particularly the younger ones. I hope they’re criticizing this guy as he deserves. He should be feeling thoroughly embarrassed by his superstitious and outdated view of the world, and all the unwelcome attention it’s gotten him. It’s one thing to urge modesty; it’s quite another to do it with ridiculous, easily debunked arguments. If virtue isn’t its own reward, then an earthquake-free existence (or the promise thereof, which is ludicrous in a land as seismically active as Iran) isn’t going to cut it either.

And speaking of rewards: What, exactly, are we supposed to be getting out of this whole skin-show, as women? In terms of actual feminist advances, we’re getting nada. Unless, of course, you count cheap laughs and bulging male eyeballs as feminist achievements. I don’t.

Plus, right-wing pseudofeminist anti-Islamist warhawks are taking up the “cause”, too. Do I want to be seen flashing my ta-tas with that crowd of cretinesses? Do you?

And in the end, it’s not going to shake things up for us here, is it? It’s not going to win us an extra ounce of respect. It’s not going to earn us wage parity with a man’s dollar. It’s not going to get bad laws struck down or modified. It’s not going to provide us with birth control that works, or abortion services as needed. It’s not going to provide working moms with daycare, or divorced custodial mothers with adequate child support. It’s not going to ensure that ra
pe victims get a fair hearing in court. It’s not going to keep bar-room baddies from slipping roofies in our drinks. It’s not going to level the playing field (and believe me, it’s not level, girls.) All it’s going to get…is guys ogling us. And the only thing in the world it’s gonna rock is some stranger’s cock.

Call me a killjoy, but I think we can all do better than that.

PS, ca. 4:10pm: And then along came Femquake….and I joined THAT, too. The nice thing about being a feminist is that you don’t have to choose between having boobs and having brains–you’re smart enough to know that it’s all in how you deploy them.

PPS: And say, how’s about we do a QueerIslamicane to this Clay Yarborough dude here in Florida? Since he thinks gay people and Muslims bring hurricanes because they’re not his breed of folks, I say it might be worth testing the hypothesis. Everybody dress modestly–women in headscarves, men in turbans–and parade past his office in same-sex couples, holding hands. See if the weather starts getting rough. Too silly? Well, now you know why I didn’t do Boobquake. Like I said…we can do better.


Quotable: Sinéad O’Connor on sexual abuse in the Catholic church

I remember all the flak she took when she first spoke out–almost the only famous person to do so–against sexual abuse in the church. People called her crazy. (Including some so-called progressives.) Oh, she’s a famous singer. Oh, they’re all eccentric. Oh, pay no attention. Oh, this. Oh, that. It got so bad that at one point, she had to take out an ad pleading for the feces-flinging to stop.

Oh, where are they now? She doesn’t sound so crazy NOW, does she?

(Thanks to JJ.)


Music for a Sunday: Jenny was sweet

She always smiled for the people she’d meet…

Great, great classic song. I first heard it a few years after it charted, but it was one of those “love at first hear” ones for me. Those blue raindrops from the keyboard, leading into the loveliest takeoff at the end (which is sadly cut off in all the videos I’ve found of this so far)…well, they just don’t write ’em like that anymore. And I find that a damn shame.

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Wankers of the Week: Holy Terrors edition


Holy terrors, holy mo,

Forty fuckers in a row!

Hear ’em holler, blast and blow–

No more intro now, let’s go!

1. Celestino Fucking Migliore. Yes, let’s ignore all the celibates raping all the kiddies, and fixate on the alleged slowdown in population growth instead. To a rational person, this slowdown is GOOD news, because there are already too many humans, and they’re fucking up the planet big-time. But not to the Holy See (which should be called the Holy Blinkers, if truth in advertising were applied to it). No, the archbishop says people should be reproducing like rabbits to stave off an economic collapse. I guess he forgets what helped bring the current one about. Get it through your head, dude: We owe crapitalism nothing. And no one has the right to tell us to churn out more babies to be fed into its meatgrinder.

2. and 3. Dario Castrillon Hoyos and Pierre Pican. The latter fails to denounce a pedophile priest and have him defrocked and imprisoned; the former applauds him for it. How fucked up is THAT? To most of us, plenty. To the Vatican, meh…it’s all in a day’s work to cover up, cover up, cover up, up, UP.

4. Richard Fucking Williamson. It’s hard to see how anyone could deny what is so widely acknowledged (and documented) to be real. But logic has never stopped anti-semites from denying the obvious, because they simply don’t have it. Still, the Vatican hasn’t done anything about him, so draw the appropriate conclusion.


Deny this, asshole. Oh that’s right, it never happened. No pictures exist!

5. Kazem Fucking Sedighi. Catholic clerics aren’t the only ones who lack logic, or who tie the most unrelated phenomena together. Iranian mullahs are just as capable of bat guano. Which is why this one, rather than learning some basic science, would prefer to blame “immodest” women for earthquakes and just ignore all the active fault lines running through the land.

6. and 7. Scott and Renee Fucking Baio. I never did like Chachi (he always struck me as the most annoying and superfluous character on Happy Days), and now I know why. Bet Scott’s resentful that he’s still living on the residuals from that show, having never succeeded at another major thing in his life. No wonder he wants to keep it all to himself, the lazy wanker. His wife’s also a real, homophobic piece of shit (and no, I don’t mean workI mean SHIT.)

Best comment at Jezebel: “Can anyone remind me why we’re supposed to care what Scott Baio thinks of us again? This is probably more publicity than he’s gotten in the last decade.” Yep, that about sums it up.

PS: Oh, sweet Jeezus!!! PPS: Canadian prices are higher due to exchange rates, not socialized medicine, you dumb fuck. But even if your kooky assertion were true, it would still be a better bargain than what you’re paying for.


Now you know why I’m not on the tweeter. It’s because SCOTT FUCKING BAIO RUINED IT!!!

8. Garry Fucking Breitkreuz. No sense apologizing, we all saw what you did there. And there, too. Asshole.

9. Nathan Fucking Coffey. Excuse me, who wants “free money” again? This woman’s late husband worked hard for the pittance he got in the Massey coal-hole, and this ‘winger from a stink-tank–funded by the coal industry–dares to insinuate that she’s a gold-digger? For seeking compensation for her husband’s wrongful death? Where does this fucking man-whore get off…?

10. Larry Fucking King. Now we know why he’s divorcing for the eighth time (or is it the ninth? So hard to keep track!): Gotta make room for Mrs. Next. Who happens to be the sister of the current (but not for long) Mrs. King. Word to the wise, sister: If he left her for you, he’s gonna leave you for the next one. And don’t let that wrinkly old face fool you; this Methuselah will probably outlive all his significantly younger significant others.


“I’m ‘enry the Eighth, I am, I’m ‘enry the Eighth, I am, I am. I got married to the widow next door, she’s been married seven times before. And every one was an ‘enry…so it’s ‘enry the Eighth, I am, I am–‘ENRY THE EIGHTH I AM! (Second verse! Same as the first!)”

Ahem. Sorry.

11. David Fucking Miliband. What good is a pep talk on “great British spirit” if hotels are gouging travellers stranded by the volcanic eruption in Iceland? How about showing some spirit yourself, minister, and cracking down on the gougers instead of telling the stranded to fend for themselves? Or is that too much greatness for you?

12. Megyn Fucking Kelly. Marry Sean Fucking Hannity and have sex with Blotchy Fucking Billo? Look, I don’t care if it was a game. The only proper answer, in the case of all three, was KILL!!!

13. Sue Fucking Lowden. Yeah, I’m sure my doctor would just LOVE to take a chicken in lieu of billing my provincial health plan. I’m sure she would just LOVE to kill and pluck it herself, too. What century is this woman living in? Clearly she yearns for the days when even a chicken was more than some people owned, and those who couldn’t afford a doctor just curled up and died like good little peons, clearing out the useless eaters and making room for the next crop of excess births.

14. Jonathan Fucking Kay. He can’t
be bothered to pick up a phone or a newspaper, or log onto the Internet. If he did, he might realize that Antonia Zerbisias didn’t “lose a column”, she was promoted to the Features department at the Toronto Star, where she now has a greater opportunity to help other “radical leftist” (really, just plain old liberal) voices get heard. Bad, lazy, overly speculative “journalism” (really, just plain old fiction) that can’t be bothered to get even a basic detail right–is it any wonder the National Pest, supposedly a daily, is bleeding red ink (and not even publishing on Mondays anymore)?

Oh, and get this. Look at the URL in the linky: “…another-shrieking-voice”. SHRIEKING? Well, the National Pest would certainly know from that–its columnists do it constantly. And so do the trolls who squat in its comments sections.


PPS: Oh, let us pray!

15. The Fucking State Legislature of Arizona. Did you know it’s illegal to appear Mexican in that border state? Yep, institutionalized racism is back, assuming it ever left. Between this latest insanity and that of their gun laws, I can just see lynchings and execution-style shootings becoming commonplace. And surely it will only be a malign coincidence that all the victims will have Spanish names, black hair, dark eyes and brown complexions!


16. Alfred Fucking Mackey. Yeah, great idea–have everyone running around armed and paranoid, while the local police get cut and cut and cut, instead of being properly funded so they can do their job. (Corporations must have their tax breaks, after all!) This is “small government” for you, with a vengeance. And in the end, it could turn into small populace, too. I’m with Bart: if you don’t believe in government, move to Somalia, which is government-free. And good luck to you, whitey.

17. And while we’re on the theme of big guns and small government, how about Charles Fucking Riley? His “solution” to the problem of underfunded police and prisons: Get a shotgun and be sure to kill criminals. That way, everyone gets to be a murderer, oh joy! Shoot, who needs cops or jails anymore?

18. John Fucking Nolte. Let’s let him explain why he and his ilk are all such fucking wankers:

We’re dumb, we’re racist… blah, blah, blah.

There you have it, folks, straight from the horse’s ass. Thanks, John!

Oh, and here’s some more fun. Enjoy bad writing and worse thinking:

You can cut our taxes to zero — hell, you can gift us with millions in union bribes and make-work jobs — but for as long as this socialist rampage rampages on, I and every member of the Tea Party will be back, right here fighting you every inch of the way and counting down the days until November of 2010 and 2012.

Wow, what rampage-rampaging bombast. Does he have any idea how stupid he sounds, blowing that crypto-racist dog-whistle? Anyone who knows what socialism actually is, knows that Obama’s no socialist (although socialists like me wish he were one; the US could use a good socialist president, instead of an endless array of corporatist lapdogs whose only distinction appears to be whether they wear red or blue collars.) Meanwhile, let’s have a poignant reminder of what zero taxes would not give these spoiled wanks:


Zero roads, zero public infrastructure, zero electricity, and zero public order. Your zero tax dollars at work, zero-brains!

19. And yes, these fucking wanks ARE racist.

20. Sarah Fucking Palin. What is it this week? Oh yeah, she’s a Prayer Warrior. Also dork-sadded.

21. Howard Fucking Kurtz. Mindless turd starts out all right…

The political finger-pointing over the Oklahoma City tragedy began even before all the victims had been buried.

…but then he veers off course. The finger-pointing that started immediately after the bombing of the Murrah Building in OKC was at Muslims! And it came largely from the right-wing whores of the media. Disingenuous of Howie to forget that, but then again, he’s one of them. So of course he’ll write “fair and balanced” drivel like this, instead…

Inflammatory rhetoric can be dangerous. There is no shortage of nuts out there. And yet if we tar with too broad a brush, we unfairly taint those who stridently criticize the administration in power as being somehow responsible for violence. Why did that pilot, ticked off at the Internal Revenue Service, fly his plane into the IRS building in Austin? Is it fair to blame an incident like that on cable or radio talk shows?

There is no question that the Murrah Building bombing helped revive Clinton’s political fortunes. He was down in the polls after the GOP takeover of Congress. The day before, he was reduced to proclaiming that the president was still “relevant.” Clinton’s skillful handling of that moment of national grief sparked the beginning of a turnaround. I don’t believe he attacked those who “spread hate” just to score political points, but the benefits of going after right-wing talkers can’t have escaped the White House.

…which is pure, irresponsible apologia for those he knows, in his heart, to be behind the latest wave of right-wing, white, Christian domestic terrorism. Just as they were in OKC fifteen years ago.

You whited sepulchre, Howie.


22. Scott Fucking Brison. Yes, he’s back on the shit list, and for the same reason as first time: his irrational bullishness (and bullshit) regarding Colombia. When 75% of the world’s trade union deaths over the past year come from one country, you just know that country has a MAJOR labor-relations problem. Crapitalism isn’t working out well, so now they’re resorting to murder. But hey, why bother with trivial matters like that? Look over there–big bad Chavecito! Boogaboogabooga!

Oh, shut UP, Scott. You know damn well that Chavecito habitually takes the unionists’ side (recent, representative example here), and hasn’t murdered a one. So hold your damn fool tongue. And quit hanging out with the Colombian oligarchs. You’re an embarrassment to Canada already. Do you want to become a liability, too? Tory Lite does not a good Liberal make.

23. John Fucking Ensign. I shall endeavor to squeeze out a few small crocodile tears…damn…sorry, I can’t. He thoroughly deserves his ignominious come-uppance. Would that all the C Street bastards got such a spectacular one.

24. Charles Fucking McVety. Newsflash: There’s nothing wrong with being gay, and neither is there anything wrong with teaching kids as early as possible to understand and accept this fact. It might even prevent “gay” being used as a playground insult, something I’m sure chafes Chuck’s ass pretty damn bad…


This is probably the only “education” on sexual orientation that he would accept.

25. Clay Fucking Yarborough. He says he’s uncomfortable with gays and Muslims holding public office in Florida? Well, I am uncomfortable with bigoted fucking idiots holding public office ANYWHERE. Gee, Clay, connect the fucking dots!

26. John Fucking Roberts. Remind me again: How did someone so blindingly ignorant even pass his law school entrance exams, much less become the “learned” chief justice of the SCOTUS? I’ve never used a pager, and yet even I know the difference between it and e-mail!

27. Elie Fucking Wiesel. Wanktimonious wankitude can strike anywhere, anytime…but in Jerusalem, it strikes almost continuously. And the people who live there are getting damn sick and tired of it, even if it does come from be-medalled “human rights” (note quotes) fronters.

28. The Fucking State Senate of Oklahoma. Did no one ever tell them that for a woman who is pregnant as a result of rape, a forced vaginal ultrasound is exactly like being raped all over again–or do they know, but just not care? Ditto all the collection of private data. Yeah, tell me again that your “pro-life” laws aren’t really just all about corralling and slut-shaming the women. This is so going to a courtroom challenge, kiddies.

29. Jimmie Fucking Walker. And believe me, it took everything I had not to spell his last name W-A-N-K-E-R. Anyone who thinks the notably racist Coultergeist is dyn-o-mite is a servile fool. And one big tool.

30. Scott Fucking Roeder. Can’t do the time? Don’t do the crime. And don’t fucking whine!

31. Don Fucking Blankenship. Yo, asshole: You own the coal company, not the employees. And you do NOT have the right to deny them time off to attend their buddies’ funerals (which you really ought to pay for, by rights, since you are responsible for their deaths.) Intimidation is an ugly word, as are the words mafia boss, but I think there’s more than enough justification for using them here.


32. Fucking Standard and Poors. What’s this about Massey Coal stock being a “buy”? Are you people out of your friggin’ minds? Do you want to encourage bad corporate governance? Or do you just not give a shit what they do, as long as it makes money (for someone other than workers)

33. Fucking WellPoint. Way to make the case for single-payer healthcare, or socialized medicine–on the backs of women with breast cancer!

34. Thomas Fucking Paprocki. Well, this is original: when looking for people to blame amid all the Catholic sex scandals, why bother blaming the perps? Just lay it on the original scapegoat–SATAN!

35. The fucking settlers of Gush Etzion. Pumping raw sewage into the vineyards of Palestinian farmers whose sole livelihood is those vines, is just fucking disgusting. And yes, all the settlers are to blame; that shit came from all of them, no matter who was the coward that opened the valve.

36. Rush Fucking Limbaugh. Of course he thinks Bill Clinton bombed OKC. Why not? He’s the Pigman, he gets to come up with whatever cockamamie conspiracy theories he likes. And of course, to put the blame where it belongs would be to point the finger back at himself and his own fascist ilk.

37. Terry Fucking Lakin. Birther faces court martial. About fucking time, too.

38. Mike Fucking Huckabee. Children are not puppies? Well, duh. So who said gays adopt just because they want pets? My gay best friend and his partner have two sons, a cat, and a dog. I’d say they know full well how to distinguish between a pet and a person!

39. Kevin Fucking Gaudet. The truth is too “inflammatory” for some pissy little wimps out West to handle? Too fucking bad! Reality is not going to retailor itself to fit conservatives’ “standards”.

40. Paul Fucking Elam. Newsflash: A male-to-female sex change is NOT “castration”. There is a lot more to it than just “a pathological hatred of a particular sex, in this case male”, and it is NOT the product of a mental illness, either. And “male studies” is not an “unwanted penis”, it’s the academic glorification of institutionalized sexism. But I don’t expect a dumbass like this writer to understand those subtleties. He’s one of those guys who think that feminism promotes hatred of men (where? where? I haven’t seen any.)

And that about wraps it up for this week. Did I miss anyone? No? Well, let’s
revisit Chachi for a moment…


Buonanotte, e vaffanculo!


Don’t be too surprised…

…if someone in Europe tries to blame the volcanic ash problem on a scapegoat who couldn’t possibly have done it:


“How much longer is Chávez going to screw us?”

(In all seriousness, some people really ARE stupid enough to suggest things like this.)


Festive Left Friday Blogging: So much hottitude, all in one week

First up, we have Chavecito in a spiff-tacular new uniform, waving to the crowds:


I’m told this has something to do with some holiday or other that Venezuela celebrated this past week.

And then, there was this little shindig in Cochabamba, hosted by Evo:

…something to do with climate change.

And if that’s not enough leftist hottitude for you, and you’ve got some time to spare and can understand Spanish, click here and see someone downright Ecuadorable being interviewed by VTV reporters on Contragolpe. He’s in town for some ALBA summit or other.


Teabonics: The Video

An illustrated lexicon of hardcore stupidity. Enjoy!


When Copyright Goes Bad

15-minute documentary on the abuse of copyright by big industry, and the clampdown on creative engagement.

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Taxing the patience of a nation

And no, I’m not referring to the gummint. I’m referring to these tea-tards here:

Note the doctrinaire (but ill-informed) rhetoric, the crazy accusations, the deer-in-the-headlights looks of a lot of them when pressed for specifics. These are people who are very angry about things they haven’t thought through. Be sure to watch for former comedienne Victoria Jackson in a very sad and unamusing turn as a retarded rightard, and enjoy the ironic spectacle provided by a bug-eyed British lord (at a “patriotic American” rally? In a Stars ‘n’ Stripes tie??? Remind me what the revolution was about, again…)

Saddest of all is the woman in the cranberry turtleneck, who really should not be there. She’s been deluded into thinking the government is out to rob public services, when its job (as she herself acknowledges) is to provide them. And what’s up with the Mexican guy speaking out against immigration? And the token black dude rapping? He’s rolling out the astroturf while claiming not to. How far through the Looking Glass ARE these people? And do they not see the extreme irony of their position?

One thing is for sure: the educational system is indeed badly underfunded if it turns out sorry people like these. And civics classes are more desperately needed now than at any previous time in history. If it weren’t for all the wars and imperialism, they’d all get one hell of an education.

Whether they wanted it or not.


Fascism gets funky

Here’s a little something to mess with your heads:

Ah, if only ol’ Adolf had been a disco singer, instead of a genocidal meth-head. I might even have wished him a happy birthday for realz today…

I hereby wish everyone have a merry Marijuanukkah.

And if pot’s not your thing, here are some sobering links for you on the fascism of today:

Noam Chomsky says the US is strikingly like late Weimar Germany…and he’s old enough to remember that era, so you better heed him. And get rid of any Repugnazis and Vichy Dems you have lying around, come election day.

Teabag TV: coming soon to a boob-tube near you? Let’s hope not! Anyway, isn’t one FUX Snooze more than enough? (Or two, if you count the Chicken Noodle Network, as I do?)

Turdblossom washes his hands after every visit to the loo. Or every crucifixion of dirty hippie Jewish carpenters (same diff). Good to know, but he forgets that when you’re full of shit, and you fling feces, it also gets under your nails. Wonder when he’s gonna have HIS Macbeth moment.

And how’s this for irony: On the 15th anniversary of the Oklahoma City bombing, and also the anniversary of Hitler’s birth, right-wing nutters are still up to their same old shenanigans. Does everyone forget that McVeigh got his terrorist training from the US government, while he was in the army? And do they also forget that “a well-regulated militia” is, according to Article II, Section 2 of the US constitution itself, ruled by the president and not some bunch of Little Hitlers playing army in the woods? I guess they do. They also forget that the US military isn’t so well-regulated if it can’t–or doesn’t want to–weed out the Mussolini Piccolomini wanna-bes.

Bummer. Now I think I really need a brownie.