Is it to crush your enemies, to see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of their women?
But the anguished wails of hippies mourning over dead trees is, at the very least, a close second:
[hat tip: American Digest]
New extra special Crowder Halloween video:
Friend of IMAO Michael Z. Williamson has made a new t-shirt:
Is torture funny, though? Now lots of people don’t like torture, but I don’t see why I should have a problem with it if it’s not done to someone I like, like myself. I don’t really mind if terrorists get tortured, because I don’t like them. Also, I don’t mind if animals get tortured because they are my inferiors and would torture me if given half the chance. No, I guess that’s not true; they would have to be given the full chance to be able to torture me. This is why I don’t like animals; all they want to do is torture me. Sick bastards.
It would be weird enough as a duck-like, egg-laying mammal, but did you know the male platypus has a poisonous spur? That’s right, it’s also part scorpion. But that’s not even the weirdest part. It can use its bill to detect electrical signals. You get that? It’s a badger duck scorpion with built in radar. As is, it’s already qualified to enter Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters, but further analysis of its genome shows it actually has genes previously thought to only exist in birds, amphibians, and fish. And it has ten sex chromosomes; Science! hasn’t even determined how it keeps things straight.
There are many evolutionary theories on the platypus, but the most popular are that it was made in a lab by a mad scientist or it crashed landed in some sort of spaceship. Science! will continue to keep a sharp eye on it, though, because if it evolves high-intelligence, it would probably be the doom of the human race… and one would just assume by that point it would also have developed the ability to shoot laser blasts from its eyes.
Should we as a society wear more sashes?
Sashes help denote rank and keep order. Everyone knows the person with the mayor sash is the mayor and the person with a mechanic sash is a car mechanic. But does this lead to elitism? Wasn’t it the dream of the Founding Fathers that we become a sashless society? And how does one limit themselves to one sash? Do I wear my blogger sash, my engineer sash, or the world’s greatest grandpa sash that I stole from someone?
Complicated questions without easy answers. What say you?
You’d think a unicorn typing C code with its horn would create great code, but it doesn’t even indent consistently.
What would have been a great line during the debate for Hoffman to say to Scozzafava: “You’re still here?”
To balance things out, I’m going to make candle-scented cinnamon.
Caleb Howe has an article, in light of recent work to get back to the moon, asking what’s happened to all the things Science! has promised us, like jetpacks and robots. Well, Science! is a fickle master that is easily insulted. Each day someone disputes evolution is another day Science! denies us jetpacks and laser rifles. We must give unquestioning loyalty to all the tenets of Science! or it may even punish us with something scientific like an asteroid or a supernova. Or maybe even just a regular nova. Science! also doesn’t like the Harry Potter or Twilight series as they are quite unscientific. Lay those books at its altar (a lab table) and burn them, and Science! may grant you knowledge.
You can have a robot friend and fly around with him in your jetpack, but only if you convince Science! that you are worthy.