Archive of entries posted on 22nd January 2007
IMAO makes an appearance on Technorati Buzz
Yay for me!!
I just had my last post shown on Technorati’s Buzz Segment. If you haven’t heard of Buzz it’s…
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Yay, me!!
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Democrats Have Tails But Conceal the Fact by Keeping Them Tucked Neatly Between Their Legs
As Democrats are dragged kicking and screaming to having to say something about the war, their running out of euphemisms for “retreat” as “redeployment” as gone about as far as it can go. Here are some new terms they’re looking at:
“A reverse momentum surge.”
“A French Blitz.”
“Amazing Race: Out of Baghdad Edition”
“Stand strong against the enemy from far far away.”
“Emulate the superhero Flash… but just the running really fast part and not the heroism.”
If you have other suggestions for the Democrats, put them in the comments.
The Main Challenge Facing Conservatives Today Is for Them to Stop Being a Bunch of Hysterical Little Girls
An Editorial by Frank J.
I think the silliest thing about the left-wing nutters is this “reality based” world they live; it’s sort of like a role playing game based on the real world and sit in their basements pretending their blog posting and internet petitions are saving America from being overtaken by fascism. “I’m a level five activist with an enchanted placard of influence!” Because these people are completely worthless and have nothing else in life, so politics can’t simply be about competing view points about how to get to the same end, they need to prop it up to being a struggle to save the world. It’s silly and inane, but it makes them feel important. Also, it makes me want to kick them in the balls and shout, “Loser!” for the sake of their education.
Of course, such self-inflation isn’t monopolized by liberal weenies. The Democrats have won an election which brings the inevitably brings out whiny fears from the right about the Dems destroying our country. Many on the right are sure their issue is under attack, and, as goes their pet issue, thus goes the fate of mankind. For instance, I don’t know how I got on these mailing lists, but everyday I get like fifty different e-mails about how President Bush is about to sell our sovereignty to Mexico with such over hyped urgency I just want to shout, “Bitch, be cool!”
Now, there are a lot of problems in the world today… but for reference, I should mention there were a lot of problems in the world yesterday. Plus, there will still be plenty tomorrow. The one thing I know about handling problems is that it helps to project strength, and you don’t project strength about getting bloody hysterical about every issue out there. Is running around like Chicken Little showing strength? No, he was voice by Zach Braff. Is Zach Braff manly? Not at all!
“But Frank!” you say (well, not you, my readers – one of those hysterical people I’m talking about), “There are real problems out there with illegal immigration and Muslims!” Yes, there are real problems out there that should be handled, but there’s a difference between recognizing a wasp can sting you and it will hurt and jumping up and down on a table and screaming because a wasp is in the room.
For instance, let’s look at two issues that conservatives tend to be concerned (or too concerned) about: illegal immigration and the spread of Muslim extremists (often in the same circle known simply as “Muslims”). With illegal immigration, we have an uncontrolled border in which Mexicans and sometimes terrorists slip through. The Mexicans harm the economy by taking jobs away from Americans. Many also don’t speak English and don’t emulate our culture.
But that’s it!
Sure, it’s plenty and a problem that must be addressed, but it’s not going to destroy the country. I mean, really, how do some of the alarmist think the Mexicans are going to take over the country? “If we don’t handle this problem RIGHT NOW then one day you’ll turn around and then there will be nothing but Mexicans and then they’ll… uh… and take their sombreros and…” And why is it that the main people I see going on and on about how illegal immigration is going to destroy our country not anyone who has a job that a Mexican can steal? I know there are some out there, but so many people so overly concerned with illegal immigration aren’t directly affected at all – which is a red flag when you’re looking for real concern versus puffed up invented concern. If you’re one of those people with a ranch near the border and want to join the Minutemen, more power to you. Everyone else, just chill. And those who think the government is secretly plotting to form a North American Union, please commit yourself to the nearest institution.
As for the Islamic extremists, there are plenty of them and they are plotting to kill us right now. Also plotting to kill you: the ant colony you accidentally stepped on. Yes, the Muslims are a greater threat, but they have about as much chance of taking over the world and imposing Sharia on everyone as the ants have of taking over the world and making us work in their underground sugar mines. Nitwits with bombs are very bad and we must make every effort we can to stop them, but as bad as things get, it’s still going to be a million times more likely you’ll die in a car crash than because of a Muslim.
“But they’re growing in number and their population will overtake Europe and…” Oh, shut up. Sure, extremists will gain ground in some areas, but the whole thing collapses when any of those idiots actually tries to hold power. You may think the most radical Muslims are immune from reality, but reality, which is very large and often very angry, is not scared of Islamists. Reality is plotting to crush them even as we speak.
A wise man once said, “If you see ten troubles coming down the road, you can be sure that nine will run into the ditch before they reach you.” To put it another way, stop freaking out thinking that every problem in the distance is about to run you over. Handle things for what they are, but don’t pretend every issue is some struggle to save the soul of the world. If you want to pretend to be important, go play “reality based” Dungeons & Dragons in a basement with some Kos Kid. Or, better yet, be a real conservative and face things for what they are instead of being a hysterical little girl. If you don’t, it could be the end of society as we know it.
Frank J. is a syndicated columnist whose columns appear worldwide on IMAO.us and is the author of such books as “The Chronicles of Dubya Volume 1: The Defeat of Saddam” and “Shades of Evil: America’s Growing Tree Threat”.
And the Token Jew makes it into Round Five of Pickle Tales…
Well, I’ve made it this far… Podcast Pickle’s Pickle Tales is out with Round Five, and it’s down to three storytellers: me and two other chumps.
The topic was some namby-pamby crap about World Peace, but they didn’t say which world that peace would break out on. So, I had a little fun… and the judges got whiny about it, it seems.
Pfeh. General Zwoporo can take care of them later.
Until then, the Pickle Tales feed has Round 5 available for download.
I want to warn y’all that my piece is a serious gut-buster, beverage-blowing laugh-riot. You will ruin your keyboard, monitor, pants, and even your car if you’re driving while listening.
Now, if you haven’t registered for their forums to vote for the best piece, please do so.
Then, listen to all three stories and vote for the best one by someone without the word “Ross” in their name.
Thank you, and I’m looking forward to driving the judges nuts in Round Six for the title and the glory of IMAO.
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It’s always happy shiny pretty in Hillary Land
Hillary Clinton seems to have announced her first steps towards seeking the presidency. However, in her video announcement, there seems to be some question as to the background and whether this was shot recently or long ago. At least when Obama Bin Laden shoots a video, he throws in a few references to current events as he stands in front of some Afghani cave.
Oops. My bad, I got my names confused.
At least when Obama Barrack makes an announcement, he throws in a few references to current events as he stands in front of the DNC Cave.
Anyway, take a look for yourself.

She either shot this video months ago or they did some creative background work.
Very devious if you ask me.
Not only that, she’s done this before. IMAO has obtained exclusive footage of other “pre-taped” Hillary announcements. Check out the screenshots below the fold.
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Hitting the rails…
I don’t think these personal rail transporters will catch on in France as a motorcar replacement… I mean, how are angry young Muslims going to burn the things?
I thought I was out, but they keep pulling me back in!

Dear Yasser,
It looks like my retirement may be short lived. My countrymen want me to be President of Ghana.
First, I’ve got to learn where Ghana is on a map. So, I asked my old friend Mark Malloch-Brown to find it on a map for me, but he wasn’t of much help.
“That goddamned Gook fired my ass!” growled Mark. “That goddamned Gook!”
He kept clawing at his arms, scraping large red streaks through the bandages that we had taped to them.
We’ll hold a meeting about using duct-tape to keep them on later.
Still needed to find Ghana on a map. I called the Ghanian Embassy, but they kept shouting “Viva Fidel!” and hanging up.
Have they changed all the numbers?
I know they’ve changed the locks. I tried to get into my old office, and my old skeleton key didn’t fit.
“Woman already come to empty out the wastebins!” shouted a short Asian man in a suit. “Or you with the caterers?”
I didn’t have the heart to tell him that it was my old office he was in, my old secretaries he was ordering around instead of molesting, and my old checkbook he was writing checks to himself with.
So I head back home, in only one limo instead of a motorcade.
Then, I tried to run Google to find it, but Google.un wasn’t coming up at all.
Didn’t we take over the Internet when I was running the UN? I swear, we had lots of meetings about that.
Anyway, I called a travel agent about Ghana, and they laughed at me and hung up.
This is not going well.
But then, what do I know about running a country? My forte is with diplomacy, telling people who to run their countries.
More than one country there. Big difference… you don’t have to give a crap about the people in each country… just their leaders as your shaking hands and sipping tea and collecting the contributions to my retirement fund.
Then there’s the whole idea of running just one army with one language. How exactly can you make excuses for massacres and genocides when a simple command-and-control structure is in place? Next thing you know, they’ll have laws against soldiers hacking citizens to bits and raping those that don’t have the decency to die of their wounds.
Barbarity!
Oh, I’d take the job, sure, but I wish I had someone with vast years of experience in running a coutnry and government to advise me.
Like you, oh great leader. What a wonderful mind there was underneath your kaffiyeh, always coming up with the right solution to every problem.
Oh, how I miss you, Yasser. In so many ways. We could have made Ghana a second Palestine, a Paradise of good governance.
It was not meant to be, I guess.
Love,
Kofi
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It’s Like Sophie’s Choice… If She Hated All Her Children
Pajamas Media is going to have a running straw poll up until the presidential primaries. Eventually, they’ll have more features and we should be able to keep track of just how IMAO readers are voting (it would be the IMAO precinct), but right now you can just go to the PJM site and vote at the top of the page. Not only do you get to choose the Republican candidate, but you can pick the Democrat one as well.
Now, I’m not of the school of strategically titling the Democrat primary to a candidate easier to beat, because the Democrats could nominate a horrible candidate and then, through some huge mishap on the Republican side, he or she could actually gets elected. That’s why I was glad when Reno lost in the Florida gubernatorial primary in 2002 when it seemed like the only reason she was running was to piss off the Cubans.
Anyway, pick from the Democrats who you’d actually want to be president if you’d have to choose from that group and then come back here and say who and why (and tell us your Republican pick as well). I’d say who I’d vote for, but I have a financial interest.
Incidentally, I think all the Republican and Democratic candidates listed are great! They could really help their campaigns to advertise on IMAO, though.
Hillary ’08!
I hope everyone is as excited as I am that Hillary Clinton has entered the race. It’s really time that America elects a woman president, and I can think of none better than Hillary. She is the smartest pol out there and a dynamic personality.
Go Hillary!
FULL DISCLOSURE: Hillary Clinton’s exploratory committee is the first to buy ad space on IMAO at our newly inflated “Campaign ’08” prices, and, if you don’t click through the ad to encourage further ad buys, I’ll stab you.
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24 Day 6 — 9 a.m. to 10 a.m.
I would give a spoiler alert, but if you still haven’t caught up with your Tivo, you watch even more TV than we do, and that is crazy insane. You should cut back. Or take fewer business trips.
Note: It took me all week to come back to this episode and finish this hour of 24, because I hated it. It ended horribly. Not the nuke. Yeah, that was bad, but we all knew that was going to happen. Something huge was coming, or else all those commercials were waaaaaay overhyping the premier. But for Jack to shoot Curtis in the neck to save a terrorist who has killed hundreds, probably thousands of Americans? That was one of the suckiest plot twists ever ever. Frank says that they originally considered having Jack kill Tony to save Robocop last season, and this was just that horrible leftover plot device. You know, sometimes when leftovers have been sitting in my refrigerator for too long, if I just take them out and put them on the TV trays and say, “Mmm, eat up!” do you know what happens? Nothing, because I would never do that. Frank and I would get food poisoning, and I would never do that to my husband, because I love him and respect him too much. Leftovers have a shelf life.
Furthermore, the only reason I’m finishing my snark is because my husband, whom I love more than anyone else in the whole world, really wants me to. He also wants me to keep doing these every week, and he is the head of the household. Plus, I’m funnier when I think the show is stupid. Which is now, 24. I hate you and your Curtis-killing hero. I’m officially out of the Jack Bauer fan club. Do you know whom I heart? Horatio Caine, who is killing terrorists on Monday nights at 10 eastern. That’s right. Horatio never would have killed Curtis. He would have taken off his sunglasses, called the president, told the president that he would not head up the mission if Assad got a pardon (“I appreciate your help and will get you through this day alive, sir, but there are families out there who still need answers for your past crimes.”), looked at Curtis, said, “We’ll find another way,” put the sunglasses back on, “we’ll find another way.”
Jack is whack, and I don’t love him anymore.
Oh, BTW. When everyone looks back and tries to figure out when 24 jumped the shark? It’s this episode.
Previously on 24…
Do you wonder why they didn’t give Numir new clothes? Orange stands out, no? Whatever, it’s not like I want him to be safe out there. Bill is yelling at CTU for doing really bad jobs. Have any of them slept in weeks? Maybe you should bring in nap rooms like all the cool companies are doing, Bill. It’s your fault they lost Numir! No, wait, it’s the president’s fault that he was letting a hundred or so terrorists go by negotiating with terrorists. Something you — say it with me — don’t do.
Numir is German and moved to the Middle East eight years ago. He’s evil. Evil Germans! Wait. Those are my people. Hey, I should get all offended and demand an apology from 24! Oh wait, I’m not a big fat baby like some people.

