That’s Michelle Obama wearing something that no other mortal has ever worn. She strapped it on, laced it, and tied it up all by herself. TRUE.
Mock Lobster by the Bit52s is very cool [via].
Mountain of Dinosaurs [Rasa Strautmane, USSR 1967] was an anti-soviet propaganda film. Watch it for the nuances before you read the following.
The short warns about what happens if powerful stewards meant to care for individuals actually stifle those they are charged to protect. Dinosaurs didn’t die because of climate change, the short says, but because their eggs became so thick-shelled in response to colder temperatures that the baby dinosaurs couldn’t hatch. The shells (yes, the eggshells speak) mindlessly drone that they are doing their “duty,” but by growing thicker and thicker they kill the nascent sauropods. The scene is the saddest dinosaur cartoon I’ve ever seen, and it seems to be a metaphor for the Soviet government suppressing the rights of individual citizens. Indeed, the death of dinosaurs was not only used by Americans to issue dire warnings — they are an international symbol of extinction.
Heavy stuff is neither to be ignored nor swept under the rug, IMO.
So let’s lighten it up a tad instead.
The Spirit Family Reunion plays “Come On/Anna” in a bus. Nice roadtrip music, even if they play it at 11.
Have a great weekend, folks, and be sure to hug your mother on Sunday.
ALL YOUR DORITO ARE BELONG TO US
[Vid found here.]
The Portuguese Man O’ War is amazing, as it’s not a single animal, but a colony of several bizarre organisms, all dependent on the others for survival. One provides transportation, one lures and traps food, one processes it, one cooks, and the other one does laundry and runs the blog.
The harmless gasbag idiot-animal floats while dangling his nasty stinging-tentacled buddies as deep as 160 feet below the surface. How they find each other and decide to hang together is a mystery to me, unless it has something to do with cheap beer, tasers and fraternity parties.
I saw one washed up on a beach when I was a kid without knowing what it was – thought it was an inflatable toy dolphin with seaweed attached. Yeah, I poked it with a stick, and yeah, I found out what the insides of a Portuguese Man O’ War smelled like, as did everyone else within a quarter mile downwind.
When the floating-gasbag idiot-animal washes up on shore and dies, it takes the other idiot-animals with him, and they can’t do anything about it because their free ride is over. Such is the life of a sycophant.
The missus informed me that there were words to that great theme, and she’s right. The closing credits for the early episodes included “The Cartwrights” singing the theme (after apparently stumbling out of a saloon/cat house joint venture in Carson City) and mounting up to pick fights with and wreak havoc on the local populace before they rode back to their fortified enclave known as The Ponderosa:
[Little Joe] I’ve got a flair for women everywhere, Bonanza!
[Hoss] BONANZA! ¡AI-AI-AI!
[All] I’m gonna call on any gal at all, she’s gonna welcome me.
[Ben] I’m not afraid of any pretty maid, Bonanza!
When I give a kiss to any pretty miss,
She’ll learn a lot from me!
[All] One for four, four for one
This we guarantee!
We got a right to pick a little fight – Bonanza!
If anyone fights any one of us,
He’s gotta fight with me!
BTW, the best comment on that Utoobage link was posted by someone named 75yellowraven:
“144-441 what does that mean?”
The lyrics and acting were so laughably absurd that the clip was canned. Years later Lorne Greene sang the song with much different lyrics: Lorne Greene singing The Theme To Bonanza.
But that’s not the weird part. The Bonanza Theme was orchestrated by David Rose, same guy who composed “The Stripper,” a number of TV theme songs, and this horrible piece of 1960s grocery aisle music:
Bet you couldn’t last the whole two-point-five minutes of that, so here’s almost a whole hour of The Beat Farmers circa 1984, featuring the late Country Dick Montana on drums, vocals, beer and belligerence.
Hope that grabs on, holds and squeezes you for this edition of The Saturday Matinee. Have a great weekend, even if you have to mow the snow.
“Hello, Ma’am. May I help you?”
“Yes, I’m here to sign up for ObamaCare because my insurance carrier dropped me.”
“I can help you with that, but I need some information first. I need your age, weight, height, current medical status and your Social Security ID card with an ID.”
“Here’s my card and my driver’s license. I’m 67, 5′-7″, 210 lbs., diabetic, smoker, varicose veins, and have high blood pressure.”
“Do you drink alcohol?”
“All I can get.”
“Do you own a firearm?”
“What? Yes I do. For self defense.”
“Huh. Are you aware that ObamaCare provides free contraceptives and coverage for pregnancy?
“I’ve had a hysterectomy.”
“That doesn’t matter, because you’ll still be covered just in case. Who did you vote for in the last presidential election?”
“What does that have to do with medical insurance?”
“I’m sorry, Ma’am, but I need that information to process your enrollment.”
“I voted for Mitt Romney.”
“Okay. I’ve got your info entered and it looks like you qualify for ObamaCare Plan 9.
Please proceed down the hall to Waiting Room 2, Door 314, and an ObamaCaregiver will be with you shortly. Have a nice day.”
What a bizarre nightmare of bureaucratic fascism Obamacare has become. It has nothing to do with so-called “affordable health care” because it’s more insidious than that. Look beyond the facade of the ObamaCare website fiasco, and there’s nothing but expensive darkness, economic gloom, substandard medical care and more.
Make no mistake, the aging “baby boomer” generation, those of us born between 1946 and 1964, are the targets, because we’re old enough to remember atrocities perpetrated by the Left here and abroad. ObamaCare is just another vehicle designed to erase the past in order to promote a radical leftist agenda, and it’s got lethal teeth.
People still wonder how mass murderers like Lenin, Stalin, Mao, Hitler, Ho Chi Minh & Pol Pot came to power and killed off millions of their own people. We’re witnessing the same process today, via a clever but insidious program known as ObamaCare, and that’s not hyperbole. If ObamaCare is fully enacted, the Missus and I will suffer, but I worry for my kids who will suffer more, because they won’t know why.
For all you young people who read this blog, the only thing you need to know about ObamaCare is that the US Congress exempted itself from having to participate. They are going to make you pay, big time.
“The Large Print giveth, and the Small Print taketh away.”
As my own father is stuck in the red tape of the Veterans Administration bureaucracy, President Obama chose to shut down processing of veterans’ claims for purely political reasons. Anyone who’s ever dealt with the VA knows that it’s slow drudgery, but for the current Administration to stall it further is obscene.
This is not the fault of the GOP because Boehner & Co. have no control over the shut down of Federal facilities. This IS a political maneuver by President Obama and Senate Majority Leader Reid to make it as painful to the American public as possible in order to pass the greatest tax increase in U.S. history, aka ObamaCare. To use US Veterans as a political wedge is abhorrent and a misuse of power.
Polls after polls show that the US public opposes force-fed progressive – collectivist programs like ObamaCare by a huge margin. Is the Obama Administration claiming that over 2/3 of the US Populace are idiots? Yes.
So we have an impasse. A fork in the road. Do we, as the Greatest Free Nation in the history of the world, cave in to socialism and let the rest of the civilized world fall to ruin, or do we hold our ground, backed by the US Constitution?
I suggest we choose the latter, and fight for it, just as our more enlightened ancestors did. There is no acceptable alternative.