PBS linked my mockery of the “Global Warming Makes Cows Unhappy” report, describing it as “a lighter, unbalanced take on the study.”
I suspect they only liked it because I referred to the report’s author as “Rainbow Moonglow Rabinowitz”, so they think I’m a fellow anti-semite.
Which is a scurrilous falsehood. As everyone knows, my animosity is strictly reserved for talentless Canadian pop singers and the Irish.
who’s pbs?
oh right, it’s another failed socialist government experiment
😀
Funny how the word “public” – when used in names like “National Public Radio” or “Public Broadcasting System” – never actually has any direct correlation with the beliefs of most of the actual “public”…even though the actual “public” pays for it.
@Son of Bob: They were going to go with National Peoples Radio, but it had already been trademarked by the Chicoms.
The Irish?!
Watch it, you young whippersnapper.
“talentless Canadian pop singers ” Isn’t that term an oxymoron?
adagioforstrings –
It’s a redundancy, not an oxymoron, even if you leave out the modifier “Canadian”.
Harvey, shame on ya for your blatant Celti-phobia. If you aren’t careful I’ll plot something with Jimmy and flood the room with responses from ham-handed Taigs on break from roofing three-deckers in Southie. It’ll be all misspelled quotes from Joyce and U-2 and Irish Rovers lyrics and paens to Bushmills and Guinness. Oh, the go mha he dhuit that could take place!
It’ll be all misspelled quotes from Joyce
How would anybody be able to tell that a quote from James Joyce (at least a quote from Finnegans Wake) was misspelled?
Let’s get him, Bunker! He’s an easy take-down. We’ll start with a dripping, bacon-laced, double cheeseburger with the works and lots of beer! The, some fine Cuban cigars and lots of breasts. He’s sure to do our bidding after that!
Oh, it’s on, Jimmy! Tap the Guinness and bring on the full-breasted redheaded gals! At the end of it, Harvey will be positively pavlovian at the mere mention of the name Maureen O’Hara and crave finnin haddie while screening films featuring McLaglan, Finney and O’Toole and listening to the dulcet baritone stylings of Jimmy Ferguson, late of Belfast and British Columbia.
Brilliant!
He’s not reacting, Bunker. That be good. It means he doesn’t know!
We’ll have him wishin’ he be Irish after that fine plan. At least pro-Irish from now on. A complete turn around, that one.
Don’t mess with the Irish! We gingers fight dirty. Besides, word on the street is “J” in Frank J. stands for Jameson. Embrace it, Frank. Come to the Irish side. We have leprechauns as our mascots AND we beat the Bulgarians in the Quidditch World Cup.
Yeah, but CtM, Harvey claims a last name of “Olson.” Bloody Swede his is – unless he’s really Frank and therefore, admittedly half-Irish! I’m telling you, there is spooky this is.
NO IRISH!
*throws potato into the street*
Go get it!
But… uh… leave your Guinness here…
“talentless Canadian pop singers and the Irish”.
I’d make a joke about Jedward, but I have no idea how to.
Harvey you darlin’ boyo. What could we sweet harmless children of Erin have done to anger you so? Come, sit down, have a pint and one for me( since I don’t drink) and tell grandmother all about it. Oh and Carolyn we also have the wee folk (fairies) don’t you be forget’en.
What’d they do?
They gave us Ted Kennedy!
Completely unforgivable!
“They gave us Ted Kennedy!” Don’t forget the rest of the Kennedy clan, as well as Tip O’Neill! On the other hand, the Italians gave us Pelosi; the Jews gave us Michael Bloomburg, Bill Mahr, and Barbara Streisand.
But, I suppose we must have SOME standards, so “We’ll take the n*****s and the ch***s, but we don’t want the Irish.” (Blazing Saddles is such a funny, non-PC, irreverent movie.)
harvey, yes the irish gave us ted kennedy, but they also gave us Bushmill’s, jameson’s and powers gold label. that should count for something. especially the powers gold label.
Speaking as a Boston Irisher, the Irish did not “give” anyone the Kennedys. We threw them at the Brahmins like useless peat. Besides, the Kennedy “clan” stopped being Irish-or Catholic for that matter-round about the time the first of their ancestors set their cloven hoof on US soil. (the Fitzgeralds excluded). John Kerry and the Kennedy clan are equal in their depth and degree of Paddy plasticity so they do not count.
We did kindly offer you John W. McCormack, Gentleman Jim Curley, and Roxbury’s own John L. Sullivan.
So don’t be throwing “the Kennedys” up in our faces. Bad enough they’re still cancerously festering in Hyannisport.
We also gave you the Buckleys…Wm.F., Reid, and the talented rest of them…so some gratitude please from anyone who’s read a copy of National Review or been challenged by an episode of Firing Line. There’s also Joe McCarthy, who, thanks to the Venona decrypts, has been proven right.
A complete, and humble genuflection, please, Harvey, for our patriotic gift to this nation: Ronald Reagan.
Oh, and don’t even think of mentioning “Up-Chuck” Joe Biden…that one just proves that even though you drag Kerrigan’s pig out of its sty and dress it in Brioni, it’s still Kerrigan’s pig.
In conclusion, one question: is it a part of Swedish culture and manners to fling food, wastefully, into the street?
Keep that up, Boyo, and we’ll be leaving you nothing but lutefisk to fill yer belly! (Go ahead and win friends and popularity lobbing pots of that around, but leave our praties alone! )
Forget the Kennedys. The important thing is that oppressing the Irish is a long and storied American tradition, just like singing the National Anthem before ball games.
I don’t want people questioning my patriotism.
Okay, here’s one for you: how come there be so many lads and lassies of Irish descent here? It sounds like we’re very nearly the largest ethnic group at IMAO.
Answer: We Celts make great Conservatives!
Either that or we’re LOUD. 😉
See, this is what happens. Ya let the Irish in, and now everyone’s all drunk & arguin’ in the comments.
Plus, now the place is more wall-to-wall ginger than a Vernor’s factory.
This used to be a respectable joint…
Now Harvey, we’ve brought in the Waterford crystal, the ladies have spread out the linen, put up the lace curtains, along with framed portraits of the Blessed Savior and His Mother Mary….let’s not forget, old son, who was the one flinging potatoes about the place when talking about “a respectable joint”. Seems that the influx of Irish has, indeed, brought about an upgrade of culture.
Not to mention that we’ve all seen you eyeing the red-headed barmaid and knocking back the pints of Guinness that you’re putting on Jimmy’s bartab.
She had red hair?
Huh.
My eyes never made it north of the freckles on her cleavage, so I wouldn’t know.