Obama’s health care bill has more mandates than Barney Frank at a San Francisco bathhouse.
Archive of entries posted on February 2010
The Other WTC Disaster
Test Post
Happy Thought of the Day
Harry Reid said during a floor speech regarding his $15 billion “jobs” bill:
“I had met with some people while I was home dealing with domestic abuse. It has gotten out of hand. Why? Men don’t have jobs.”
Fred Thompson tweeted:
Reid: Jobless men = domestic abuse. Is he saying we should be worried about Mrs. Reid after the November elections?
and made Harry Reid cry:
Harry Reid’s spokesman isn’t laughing at Fred Thompson’s Wednesday tweet — musing whether the majority leader would beat his wife if he loses reelection in November — calling the comment “despicable” and invoking Reid’s own violence-plagued childhood.
“While Fred Thompson may think he was being funny, it is unfortunate and disappointing that so many on the right would make light of domestic abuse,” Jim Manley wrote me in an e-mail. “As someone who witnessed it firsthand as a child, Sen. Reid does not find the issue funny.”
Apparently Fred was mistaken, and what Reid was really saying was “only a wife-beater would vote against my bill.”
Because I Hate Turncoats
13 “Republican” Senators apparently failed to get the message of Scott Brown’s election, and voted for Harry Reid’s stupid-ass $15 billion “jobs” bill.
Including Scott @#$%ing Brown.
And these punch-bowl turds wonder why the Tea Party is declaring independence from them.
Here’s a clue, GOPers, tattoo it on your voting arm:
Any bill that does not reduce either taxes, spending, or regulation shall not be passed, but taken out behind the Capitol building, peppered with birdshot until it is unreadable, urinated upon by rabid dogs, and used to stuff the mattresses of Gitmo detainees.
Learn it, live it, love it.
Looking for More Signatures…

Cross-Posted at America is an Obamanation!
IMAO Reader Theater: “communism vs. a stripper”
Chris (walkingdead) presents: “communism vs. a stripper”
Take a hippie-punch at fame by creating your own IMAO-worthy video at Xtranormal (“If you can type, you can make movies“). Send a link to harvolson-at-gmail.com and I’ll give it a look. If it isn’t obscene (IMAO is a PG-13 site) and it doesn’t suck too terribly bad, I’ll post it and let the readers throw roses and/or tomatoes at you.
There’s a Joke Here: Patriot Act Extension
You know how liberals were complaining over and over about the Patriot Act during the Bush years? Well, now they just quietly renewed it with a voice vote (“quietly” and “voice vote”; that’s a bit of an oxymoron). Anywho, there are obviously some jokes here. You can go after the Patriot Act in general and its invasion of privacy and elimination of rights, as that’s a well excepted trope thanks to all the whining about it (might want to work in a reference to libraries). You can also go after the hypocrisy of the Democrats; the “spying on people without warrants” thing they complained about suddenly seems likes its best feature now that they’re in power. There’s also the whole hypocrisy angle of Obama basically just doing everything he complained about Bush doing.
Here’s what I came up with, though:
The Patriot Act was quietly renewed by the Senate; the Democrats removed their objections to it when they realized that, despite its name, it doesn’t involve any actual patriotism.
That’s a well accepted trope among Republicans/conservatives (and even some moderates): Democrats don’t like patriotism. And I made a connection people don’t normally make but would instantly recognize; when people hear “Patriot Act” they usually think “surveillance” not “patriotism.” One method of humor is to basically come up with a statement you want to make, and then do it as obliquely as possible, connecting things people wouldn’t normally connect right away. And try to do it in as few words as possible; brevity isn’t quite the soul of wit, but it helps.
So see if you can make a better joke and maybe even come up with a better angle of attack.
Saving Us Through Incompetence
So they passed a jobs bill. Some conservatives seem upset by it, as it is, of course, pretty useless, but it costs like $15 billion, which is pretty much a drop in the bucket these days (but ask for a few million to make us more competitive at curling and suddenly that’s too much money). Unemployment is a big problem right now, but not so big that the president doesn’t feel like he can’t just waste a bunch of time on a health care bill no one is asking for before doing some piddling crap jobs bill.
Instead of just talking about creating jobs in general, Obama is always going on about how he wants to make more green jobs. He even hired like a communist to be in charge of that. But I don’t think anyone really knows what that’s supposed to be. It’s like carbon credits, and they even have a whole market for those in Europe, even though that’s kinda like trading futures on pixie dust. I mean, there’s a bubble that’s one day going to burst when someone finally asks, “So what the hell are we exactly trading?”
Anyway, I have some advice for Obama. He doesn’t really seem to be getting much done in the way of jobs — green or otherwise — so why not tout his advances in the area of green unemployment? With so many fewer people driving cars and so many abandoned offices in which the power was shut off, think of just how green this massive unemployment is. Double-digit unemployment has got to put a big dent in global warming; I bet polar bears are celebrating right now. Obama should give a speech saying, “I keep messing up the economy to preserve our environment for the future. You should all thank me for not having clue what I’m doing, you dumb stupids!” And isn’t the environment more important than people’s livelihoods? The polls will probably say “No”, but what does the public know? Am I right?
Obama 2012 Slogans
There’s been indication that President Obama is already gearing up for the 2012 campaign. Since I like being helpful, I thought I’d try to come up with a new slogan for him to use.
OBAMA 2012 SLOGANS
“Training wheels are off.”
“I beg of you: Let me be clear!”
“I get it now! Really!”
“Create or save the most important job of all: Mine.”
“You can’t dump me now; I haven’t finished eating my waffle.”
“You don’t want the weirdos in my cabinet loose on the street, do you?”
“This community is still disorganized!”
“All the media says I’m very smart.”
“Time to shoot for B++.”
“I did everything right; you’re just all stupid.”
“Please! They told me if I ever came back to Chicago, they’d break my knees!”
“Didn’t you see how I won in Iraq?”
“I protected you from pirates.”
“Come on! I still haven’t gotten an accomplishment!”
“Have a heart, people; you know how the job market is right now.”
“Think of my children; you know how hard it is for them to have to switch schools. Don’t hate children.”
“Next time I’m talking behind your back to elitists from San Francisco, I’ll say nice things.”
Random Thoughts
If when you die Teddy Kennedy offers you a ride to Heaven, I wouldn’t take it.
I don’t remember lingerie models feeling the need to start drug cartels during the Bush administration.
Before man discovered fire, how did they kill zombies?
When Obama is voted out, do you think liberals will propose we replace democracy with Science!?
Laymen often belittle Science!, even while shooting a monkey-cyborg in the face with a laser.
Ole Miss needs a mascot
The University of Mississippi — Ole Miss — is going to have a new mascot. And, the students voted on whether or not the students should have a say in the mascot (tip: Paul Mitchell). Yes, they voted on whether to vote. Now, I’ll admit that I’ve attended meetings to schedule meetings, but I have never voted on voting. I need to think about that.
Anyway, Ole Miss has said goodbye to Colonel Rebel. Because he’s racist. I mean, look at him…

So, who should replace Colonel Rebel? The leading candidate is Admiral Ackbar. Yes, the character from Star Wars. Really.
But, George Lucas will never agree. So, what’s Ole Miss to do?
I have some ideas.
Burl Ives would be a good choice…

They’d replace the “From Dixie With Love” as the fight song with “Jimmy Crack Corn.”
Another idea would be Harland Sanders, a successful southern businessman…

They could even pass out fried chicken at the games. Fried chicken isn’t racist, is it?
If southern characters are eliminated — because of the reminder that Ole Miss is actually in Mississippi — there is a character from up north that might work. I’m thinking about Sam The Snowman from
Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer…

They could sing “Holly Jolly Christmas” at games. Or “We’re A Couple Of Misfits.”
However, there is another possibility. What about an historical character that would be closely related to those that decided to get rid of Colonel Rebel to begin with. Who? Why, Leon Trotsky, of course…

Any of these would be suitable candidates for the job of mascot at Ole Miss. Unless you have another idea?
IMAO Reader Theater: “Christopher Hitchens Finds God!”
Chris (websterglobe) presents: “Christopher Hitchens Finds God!”
Love this one or hate it, you’ve still got to respect it for being nominated for the coveted Massengill Award (aka the “Not-So-Freshie”)
Take a hippie-punch at fame by creating your own IMAO-worthy video at Xtranormal (“If you can type, you can make movies“). Send a link to harvolson-at-gmail.com and I’ll give it a look. If it isn’t obscene (IMAO is a PG-13 site) and it doesn’t suck too terribly bad, I’ll post it and let the readers throw roses and/or tomatoes at you.
There’s No Joke Here
Sometimes I’m think something is a great story for a joke, but then I realize the premise is already too funny so there’s no point in adding to it. For example:
People are comparing Obama’s foreign policies to those of Jimmy Carter, and Carter is offended.
That’s pretty perfect as is, but you can try turning it into a joke if you want.
In My World: What Killed the Polar Bears?
It was a horrific scene. Dead polar bears lying in their own blood all over the Arctic. They were viciously murdered, but by whom? “What’s the evidence?” Detective Ian Competent asked.
“It was pretty brutal,” Officer Johnson said. “They were all viciously murdered. Some were even strangled with their own intestines. And no evidence of who did it… besides a note left on the scene that says, ‘I, Donald Rumsfeld, killed all these polar bears because I was bored.'”
“Baffling,” the detective said, looking over the scene. “We’ll have to bring in a scientist to help find out what happened.”
A man in a white lab coat hurried over to them. “It is I, Professor Science!, here to use Science! to answer any questions you may have!”
“So can you figure out what killed these polar bears?” the detective asked.
“Science! can determine the answer to any question! Observe!” Professor Science! took out a beaker containing a clear liquid and a test tube holding another clear liquid. “See. Both these liquids are clear. But look what happens when I combine them.” Professor Science! poured the test tube into the beaker, and the liquid turned purple.
“It’s magic!” Officer Johnson exclaimed, shaking in fear.
“No! It is Science!” Professor Science! exclaimed. “By pouring one chemical into the other, I have caused them to combine into a new molecule that reflects light differently, thus the change in color!”
“But what does it mean?” the detective demanded.
“Don’t rush it; give Science! time to settle!” Professor Science! stared long and hard at the liquid. “What the Science! is telling me is… Global Warming killed the polar bears!”
“I knew it!” the detective shouted. He turned to Officer Johnson. “Round up anyone who is emitting carbon and send them to federal prison!”
“Don’t they need trials first?” Officer Johnson asked.
“Not when Science! has already told us their guilt,” the detective answered.
“The work of Science! is done here!” Professor Science! hurried off, his white lab coat fluttering behind him.
