For the 2014 elections, here’s my Dad’s favorite comic strip ever.

Sure, wormme posting volume isn’t much more than during my hibernation, but this is the Century of Diminished Expectations.

Tomorrow is America’s midterm elections, where the Stupid Party (that would be the GOP) will regain a majority in the Senate unless the Evil Party cheats as it has never cheated before.  Which would be quite an accomplishment.

I can’t pretend that it  matters one way or the other.  The GOP establishment continues to oppose and even demonize Tea Partyers.  So, it will remain the Government versus Freedom Lovers no matter the outcome.

Now for a Bloom County classic:

dadsfavorite

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Awesome women are awesome. Feminists are…something else.

(NOTE–I don’t know why the vids currently aren’t loading.  I’m doing the same thing I always have.  Working on it.)

A simply great #GamerGate video:

 

Though I really wish smart, moral women like Ms. Sommers would quit calling themselves “feminists”.  21st Century Feminism is so horrifically anti-human that we should be able to dismiss it outright without having to waste time noting that abberant* pearls bob in the raw sewage.

Also, via aceofspades, a more typical Feminist’s dream.  Obviously I’m not going to fisk it, as that would require a textbook-length response.  But do let me exercise some male tyranny on the poor soul:

Before we do anything, the very first measure to adopt-

Sweetie, since adopting a measure is actually something, you can’t do it before doing anything.  You should have said “before we do anything else“, to avoid self-contradiction.

Bless your little heart.

Also, don’t forget that “the very first measure we should adopt” is actually the third one that your vision requires.

Step One: adopt a plan to overthrow all men in the Gender War.

Step Two: win the war.

That’s…kind of a necessity, actually.  I’m pretty sure that the lack of a Y-chromosome doesn’t make one better at waging war.  So you’ll need to do a lot better than us mentally-challenged males at planning your holy war.  How’s that going?

If we managed to overcome men’s tyranny over us,

Ah.

Y’know, I think some Dead White Tyrannical Males have already addressed this problem.  It’s known as “Who Will Bell the Cat?

The Feminist war council.

The Feminist war council.

Good luck with that.  Because I really do want to see you gals try.  It will be glorious!

 

(Video also found via aceofspades.  The morons are on a roll!)

*”Abberant” is how the aberrant spell aberrant.  
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So, about 30 months ago I kickstarted a game for $28…

…and it’s not enough for me to get a copy of the game when it comes out.

IT’S NOT ENOUGH FOR ME TO GET A COPY OF THE GAME!!

I’m not mad, understand. Not even disappointed, really, more confused.  But I have to pay $2 more to even receive Torment: Tides of Numenera. Which, again, I was one of 85,000 to crowdsource.

Wierd. (“Wierd” is how the weird spell weird.)

Is this indignity really necessary to the game’s success? Two times eighty-five thousand is…hang on, I’ll get it…

Eighty-five thousand plus eighty-five thousand! (“Anything multiplied, I can add better, I can add better much better than you!”)

But seriously, this was as stupid as 21st Century politics.  Had they not done this, I would have gladly shelled out the requested $27 more dollars to get some bonuses including beta tester.  I’ve never been a beta tester before.  Well, except for my own recipes of course.

Sigh. People.  Can’t kill them, can’t…hey, wait!  You can totally kill them!  THIS CHANGES EVERYTHING!

OTOH, I regret nothing. Planescape: Torment remains one of the greatest PC games ever.  And it’s ancient.  In another year it will be old enough to get its own driver’s license.  So of course I wanted to be a part of a sequel…back when I had a job and money.

But I was a ground-floor financial backer and it wasn’t even enough to get one single copy of the dadgum game.  Not that I’m mad!  Just look at me:

imnameless

I’m a genuine patron of the arts, yet I feel like a nobody.  Maybe I should write a parody song set, set to Randy Travis’s “Shameless”.

“I’m Nameless, Nameless as a man can be…”

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There are four kinds of lies…

…lies, damned lies, statistics…and Democrat voting.

When the margin of an election is 1% or less, how often would you expect either candidate to win?  Those sorts of contests are often called “tossups”, because they’re as close and unpredictable as the toss of a coin.  With enough tosses it will break close to even.  Every.  Single.  Time.

Right?

Except that Democrats win 3 out of 4 times.

This little tidbit should be brought up by non-Democrats any time they must interact with The Enemy.  There is no occasion when it is not pertinent.

There is no argument it does not overwhelm.

And there is no registered Democrat that should not be tarred, feathered, and run out of the country on a rail.  (This observation should not, of course, be taken to mean that most  Republicans don’t deserve the exact same treatment.  They do.)

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Minions, my minions!

How I wish you were of higher quality.  Like…

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Purple Avatars

Today is “Spirit Day”, where we all change our online avatars purple because we want to raise awareness for non-heterosexual youths who suffer from bullying.

It’s called “taking a stand”.

Well, apart from the utterly insane notion that retweeting, hashtags, clicking “like” and “share” on Facebook is “taking a stand”, there is actual evil happening in this world right now.

Don’t get me wrong, bullying is an issue, but it’s not exactly a new problem. I was bullied in school, over 20 years ago. Yes, me, the biggest, tallest and strongest kid in every single year in school, who also played hockey, was bullied by class mates and even a teacher.

But compared to what is going on bullying is the least of our problems right now.

Real civil rights are under fire right now and nobody cares. Real lives are in danger yet purple avatars are the important thing.

Google this man: Imran Firasat

Spain has revoked Mister Firasat’s refugee status, labeled him a “security risk” and wants to deport him to mohammedan Indonesia (because of extremely flimsy accusations from there) where he is expected to get killed because

1) he converted from islam to Christianity (apostasy has the death penalty under islamic “law”) and

2) made a movie critical of islam.

He fled to Norway, was arrested there in the streets like a terrorist after only 8 days and quickly deported back to Spain. Without due process or anything like that. The Norwegian immigration office never interviewed or questioned him, not even once.

But I’m sorry, I’m probably keeping you from changing your avatars to purple with this dose of reality.

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You know the story about riding the tiger?

The hard part about riding a tiger is sticking the dismount.

So take an educated guess:  in the nuclear field, when are workers most likely to contaminate themselves?

Answer:  when removing their contaminated protective clothing.

Don’t forget that tidbit when seeing articles like this one.

“Treating one Ebola patient requires, full time, 20 medical staff. Mostly ICU (intensive care unit) people. So that would wipe out an ICU in an average-sized hospital.”

And she fails to mention that not all of those 20 will be properly trained, or properly alert at all times.  If Ebola starts popping up here, the more people we throw at it, the more we ensure that some of them fail at the tiger dismount.

Edohiguma can surely add to this point.

Cheers.

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