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Category: Bunk Stuff
Happy Socialism Day – An Opinion
Once May Day was coopted by socialists (to commemorate the 1917 Communist Bolshevik Revolution) President Grover Cleveland sought to distance an observance to honor those who worked in jobs requiring physical exertion. Labor Day was created as a sop to the unions, and it accomplished little except to foment class envy, the lever used by Leftists throughout history.
Labor Day was easily coopted by Unions, who are by definition socialist. Work too hard or too efficiently, you make the sluggards look bad. That’s what I was told, as was my father – work at average or below, nothing more, or you’re out of a job. When the top producers drop to the mean, the mean drops even lower.
There’s something obviously wrong and inherently evil with that credo, and I never bought into it.
Every worker starts out as a pissant. Few workers stay at that level… unless they want to. Who is dumb enough to want long-term minimum wage? I certainly didn’t.
Note that there is no holiday respecting the one institution that supports labor, pays for labor, frees people from impoverished economic slavery and provides step stones to prosperity, and that is Free-Market Capitalism.
Anyone who tells you otherwise is either ignorant or a liar.
BTW, here’s your bratwurst. Mustard’s over there.
Bunk
Tacky Raccoons’ 6th Year: The Top 11 Posts
We’ve featured the Top Posts for each year since this blog was whelped in 2007. The numbers indicate ranking for the previous 12 months followed by last year’s, and we’ve added a third for all-time rank (August 2007 – August 2013). NR indicates Not Ranked.
Click on any image and it’ll take you to the original post.
No. 11/nr/22 Death Row Barbie & Other Science Fair Projects
No. 10/nr/72 – The .gif Friday Post 65: Animated Scales
No. 9/nr/69 – The .Gif Friday Post No.204 – DUDE. AWESOME.
No. 8/7/6 – Amy’s Motivational Poster Collection
No. 7/nr/31 – “Wow, Giant Isopod, Did You See That?”
No. 6/9/24 -The .Gif Friday Post No.104 – Catsup
No. 5/8/18 -Babe Cannon
No. 4/4/12 – 10:11:10 11/10/11
No. 3/6/5 – Giant Woolly Bear Caterpillar Discovered Near Las Cruces, NM, Predicts Global Warming for Decades to Come
No. 2/5/11 – 10/10/10 10:10:10
And the Number One Post for the past 12 months is:
Capybara Lapwarmer!
This bit of furry awesomeness was Number 2 in August 2012, down from Number 1 in 2011, and Caplin Rous is back in the top slot for most views with a score of 1/2/3. Congrats!
Thank all of you who visit, follow & link to Tacky Raccoons, and I hope you’re at least mildly amused at what our intrepid webminers have produced on a daily basis for the past six years. — Bunk
P.S. If you haven’t done so already, visit
The Official Cutting Edge Tacky Raccoons Store
for trendy and stylish acoutrements. If you don’t see what you like, or you want something a bit different, leave a comment or use the “Write Bunk” link in the sidebar.
I Wouldn’t Be Here If It Weren’t For Him
That’s Grandpappy Strutts, and no, that’s not his real nose.
Cincinnati Retro
[Via email from someone down the block whose brothers I grew up with.]
2013 Independence Day Parade
The float’s all gassed up and ready to go, and we’ll be at the biggest Independence Day Parade west of the Mississippi tomorrow. (I have a key to the crappers, too).
See you there.
Stolen modified float pic came from here.
UPDATE:
That’s what the float looked like today with a Ding Dong in front of it:
The Tim Conway Jr. Show is worth listening to for the theme song alone. It can be heard online 7-10PM weekdays AM640 KFI.
RabbitDuckRabbitDuck
One little tiny adjustment can make all the difference.
Reminds me of this classic.
[Original undoctored image found here.]
Lo-Heat Slo-Baked Pizza
Reminds me of college. Three of us shared an apartment, took turns cooking and doing dishes. One guy always balked, never wanted to do the chores. We were pushing a rope.
Then came Spring Break. Scotty & I were done with midterms a couple days early so we left the kitchen duties for The Don, as it was his overdue turn to clean up.
After Spring Break, I was the first one back to the apartment, opened the door and noticed a significant change in our beer-soaked hovel. When I found the source of the aroma, the goop was so far gone it called me by name, flipped me off and dared me to move it. The Don had taken the stack of unwashed dishes, kitchenware, pots & pans, stuffed them into the oven, and left them to cook on their own for a few weeks.
Had the three of us not been bunking in the same room, I would have packed it all underneath The Don‘s mattress. Instead, I filled the bathroom tub with hot water and dish soap, unloaded the oven while holding my breath, and drowned the beast. Then I moved into my college girlfriend’s hovel to wait it out.
[Pro-tip: Never move into your college girlfriend’s hovel no matter how hot you think she is. Better to deal with the maggots in the wok.]
[Image found here.]
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