Thursday, June 18, 2009

The news is too grim, so, on the lighter side...

This is amazing! Can't imagine how long it took to do this.




It was tweeted today by someone but unfortunately I can't find the particular tweet again. Thanks, whoever you were! UPDATE: Just searched old tweets: It was the Anchoress.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Obama's Debt

When someone tries to tell you that Obama "inherited" the deficit and debt, refer him to this.


Sunday, June 14, 2009

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Poor Obama: He has another distraction

Yes, yes, poor Mr. Obama. Seems like other countries are intent on causing him distractions and headaches. How can he possibly concentrate on destroying our republic if countries like North Korea keep acting up? Why won't the world just cooperate and see that he is King and we must all bow down, as Brian Williams did?



Instead, North Korea insists on behaving as a Card-Carrying Member of the Axis of Evil. (Iran is still a Member in Good Standing - or should that be Evil Standing - but Iraq, thanks to our former President George W. Bush and General Petraeus, is no longer in that horrible club.)

North Korea's communist regime has warned of a nuclear war on the Korean peninsula while vowing to step up its atomic bomb-making program in defiance of new U.N. sanctions.

The North's defiance presents a growing diplomatic headache for President Barack Obama as he prepares for talks Tuesday with his South Korean counterpart on the North's missile and nuclear programs.

That's right. North Korea threatens nuclear war, and the AP writer calls it a "headache" for the president. Not an international crisis, not a potentially catastrophic threat to South Korea. No, just a headache for the Obamessiah.

Poor, poor, Obama.

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

Musick has Charms to sooth a savage Breast,
To soften Rocks, or bend a knotted Oak.
I've read, that things inanimate have mov'd,
And, as with living Souls, have been inform'd,
By Magick Numbers and persuasive Sound.
What then am I? Am I more senseless grown
Than Trees, or Flint? O force of constant Woe!
'Tis not in Harmony to calm my Griefs.
Anselmo sleeps, and is at Peace; last Night
The silent Tomb receiv'd the good Old King;
He and his Sorrows now are safely lodg'd
Within its cold, but hospitable Bosom.
Why am not I at Peace?

- William Congreve, The mourning bride, 1697