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SMELL THE COVID
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Stuff I do when I’m bored.
Most of these were done as experiments in photoshoppery and to post elsewhere as nonverbal snarky commentary. If you like ’em, steal ’em. If you don’t, meh. Click on any image to enlarge.
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“It’s Art.” “It’s a model airplane and a rock.” “NO. IT’S ART.”
Jimmie Durham did this.
“‘Some collide, some escape’: This was the title of a 2005 exhibition of works by Jimmie Durham that was held in a former cow barn belonging to Berlin’s Humboldt-Universität. The barn had been a site of agricultural research in the days of socialism.…Durham opened … with a vegetarian performance – he ate a flower – and, in the university cow barn, revealed his artistic cosmos. On display were an old toothbrush among rotten apples, medical instruments adorned with feathers, egg shells, bones, pelts and a good deal more.”
Durham’s also got a lot in common with Elizabeth Warren, Ward Churchill, Jamake Highwater, Diane Fisher & Andrea Smith (whoever they are) and Cher, who all claim Cherokee ancestry with no proof whatsoever, possibly because that’s the only Native American tribe they’ve heard of. In truth, they’re all members of of the two largest modern Indian nations, the Newager and the Wanabi.
To pursue, obtain and accept special perks and creds based upon something that might or might not have happened to your personal ancestors is specious at best, but to invent your genealogy in order to take advantage of those arguably racist programs and boons is not only unethical but fraudulent.
I despise liars more than thieves.
BTW, I am an Afro-Elbonian-Azteca-Swede-Erie-Scots-Mongolian-Slav-Inuit-Baboso-Haole-American. Bring it, chuchas.
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On The Border.
A section of the controversial US-Mexico border fence expansion project crosses previously pristine desert sands at sunrise on March 14, 2009, between Yuma, Arizona and Calexico, California. The barrier stands 15 feet tall and sits on top of the sand so it can lifted by a machine and repositioned whenever the migrating desert dunes begin to bury it. The almost seven miles of floating fence cost about $6 million per mile to build.
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I love the choices of phrase: “controversial… fence” and “previously pristine desert,” and the words “almost” and “about.” There’s nothing controversial about a sovereign nation protecting her borders with a fence or otherwise, and the desert is so pristine that it’s relatively devoid of flora and fauna. It’s pure pristine desolation.
Reports vary as to the the border fence height (15-20 feet), the length and the cost; however, local law enforcement says that it works, and that arrests of drug smugglers and “coyotes” along the Yuma border have dropped from 800 per day down to only 15 – a reduction of over 98 per cent in illegal traffic since 2005.
It also translates to a huge reduction in the related costs of apprehending illegals, detaining and housing them, conducting legal hearings and deportations, and it cripples the Mexican drug cartels as a bonus.
Border fences through accessible regions makes simple economical sense, especially in the long term. How do we pay for it? Reduce the annual budget for the NSA by only 1.5 percent each year for the next 10 years.
Then, if a low skilled workforce is still needed, we revive the successful Bracero Program and ensure that the workers don’t get chumped.
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I like the photo. It looks like the work of Christo, only more functional.
It’s All In The Angle
I like the real one better because it looks like The Missus, only shorter. She got kinda humpy as I was re-adjusting the image, but the girl’s prolly got a face like a delaminated tire.
Unlike The Missus.
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Chicks Dig Guys Who Vote
This election is going to determine the fate of Our Nation. Are we going to emulate failed European-style socialism, or are we going to stand up, get bureaucracy out of the way and let the free-market engine of prosperity take us and the rest of the civilized world out of the doldrums that we’ve experienced for the past four years? In sailing terms, the US economy is in irons, and it shouldn’t have to be this way.
The very people who caused this geopolitical financial mess claim that people like me who oppose the economic self-destruction of this Great Country are racist homophobic women-haters, anti-science, knuckle-dragging drooling cavemen who want to destroy the environment and eat your babies in front of your God Denying Eyes. If you believe any of that crap you have no credible reason to vote.
By definition I’m a liberal. I want to change things. I want to elect officials who are fiscally conservative, morally sound, and who will protect our nation and allies from danger, both here and abroad, regardless of party affiliation. The Democrat Party offers none of that today, only lies, smears, cheap shots and half-truths. Throw the bastards out tomorrow.
The Chicks will dig you.
Bunk
Abhorrence and Misplaced Animosity
Don’t worry. Tacky Raccoons is not going to morph into a political blog, yet we’re not going to completely ignore current events either. If common sense offends you, you won’t like what we’ve posted below the break, and you can click on the image and listen to Peter Tosh instead. Continue reading “Abhorrence and Misplaced Animosity”
Election Day In California
Sacramento has been out of control for years. Not too long ago, the State of California, were it a separate and independent country, would have ranked at No. 8 in prosperity world wide. Not so any more.
California is not completely lost… yet. Watch what happens in the regional and local elections. The results will tell you if California has a ghost of a chance of recovering from gross fiscal mismanagement and fascist socialism.
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