Bhutto, Late

Yes, I did hear about the murder of Benazir Bhutto before I hit the rack yesterday.

No, I didn’t post on it because everyone one else was.

And I wanted to see their reactions.

Simply put: Everyone played their part for the day.

The Rightosphere took the information available and wrote posts that made for common sense discussions and predictions for the region and international politics.

The Leftosphere went apeshit nuts and started talking out their ass for the entire day.

Where shall we start?

How about with Steve Benen, who usually presents his freakshow at TheCarpetBaggerReport blog, but is Guesting this week for Kevin Drum at The Washington Monthly. First, he complained in advance that the supporters of the various Presidential candidates would be hamming it up to tell us what their preferred dude/dudette would be doing if they were the one in The Oval Office. Later, he complained that the candidates themselves were speculating on their hypothetical words/actions.

My guess: He heard the answers his favored party’s candidates were giving and realized that they sucked (because they did) and was pissed that the (R)’s were cleaning up. Being the bitch that he is, complaining was the appropriate course of action.

Speaking of the candidate’s responses, HRC talked about the time she met Benazir Bhutto. From what I understand, she spent quite a lot of time siphoning off Bhutto’s bravery in the face of danger and wrapping herself in it so as to make herself seem experienced enough to be Presidential.

Well, if meeting with Bhutto once gives you enough foreign policy experience to be President of the US, then “looseheadprop” a frontpager at the leftist FireDogLake blog, is qualified to be President of the World.

Of course, not everyone at the Lieberman-hating center of the leftosphere that is FDL is as worldly as that poster. Scarecrow wants an autopsy done to see if the gun they picked up near the remains of the guy who blew himself up was the murder weapon.

Do I sense a “Pristine Bullet” theory or maybe a someone on the “Grassy Pakistani Knoll” theory coming on?

Too bad it is now coming out that the bomb blast killed her as she was climbing back into the vehicle.

Make sure to hit these leftosphere sites today so that they can place Cheney at the scene pointing the “Lone Bomber” in the direction he needed to go. If there’s one thing about those suicide volunteers, they ain’t got a good sense of direction.

Not that the Moonbats waited a spare moment to blame Bush, and not too long after the whole of America, for Bhutto’s murder (thanks Ron Paul!). Nope, they hopped right on the Blame Train and stuck it to him/us. A couple more posts from the freaks at FDL. Heck, even the “anyone can play” dweeboids at Huff-a-ton got into it, morally equivocating her murder with teenage hunting, or something.

Did you know that Benazir Bhutto only came out of exile at the request of Secretary of State Condoleeza Rice, and that because of that, America was morally obligated to provide Bhutto with fully staffed and armed Treasury Agents for security in the sovereign state of Pakistan? Yeah! Uh-huh!

Well neither did I until I started reading the dKos, where I found this link. In fact, if I remember correctly, Bhutto had somewhere above 3500 Pakistani security agents at her disposal. Yes, there were things that Musharaff wasn’t letting her have, but American Secret Service agents wouldn’t have been able to provide them either, and can you imagine, after seeing what having US troops in Saudi Arabia did the the jihadi’s attitudes, what having American protection for Bhutto in Pakistan would have done?

Now, of topic a bit but I’ll bring it around, Tim Blair posts about a kerfuffle brewing in the Netherlands over a spoof video on the topic of firework safety that uses an Osama-lookalike. The main quote from the story that I would like to point out is this one,

Dutch government firework safety ads featuring a spoof Islamist terrorist group have been criticised as insensitive and depicting a negative stereotype of the Muslim community.

My point is this: If the Muslim community did not want to have this negative stereotype portrayed upon them, then maybe they should try a little harder at making it so that I didn’t have to hear about a some Allah-worshipping murderous bastard blowing himself up in a crowd every fucking week.

That’s all I’m saying.

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The Soundboard: Post Christmas Tunian

Ahh, the after Christmas recovery.

If, like me, you could use a little light-hearted mockery of the holiday, this track is for you. Not mockery via words, mind you. But if you’ve ever wondered what it would sound like if after Christmas Day all of Santa’s helpers ate rather moderately large quantities of MDMA, your answer lies in a click right below.
Mushroom Santa – Exile

From his album “ProAgonist”, which includes other kickass tracks such as “The Forever Endeavor”, “Rage is the Beautiful Light that Struck Her” and his remix of John B’s “Broken Language”. I’ve also previously posted “The Devil’s Chimney” this last summer.

Enjoy!

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“Lazy Fred?” — Not Now

Patrick Ruffini uses the Power of the Internets to chart all of the candidates’ Iowa appearances, and Fred’s the busiest of all of ’em.

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The Haul

The Wife and I had The Fam over for dinner Christmas afternoon/evening. Turkey and ham and all the fixins wrapped up what was swiftly becoming a White Christmas. Though it never actually stuck, having the white stuff fall past the windows while the house was full and warm was great.

After stuffing ourselves to the point of explosion, and before we set out the Sundae Bar tasties, it was flying wrapping paper time!

The gift exchange portion is always hilarious with us as we get to see who knows who best and who remembered what odd reference to what someone might want, and the stories of how the gift was selected are usually as excellent as the gifts themselves.

My “Most Useful” gift was this set of Howard Leight Impact electric earmuffs.

I’ve been putting off and putting off getting these for myself now for over a year for no other reason than I’m a cheap bastard.

What sets these apart from other hearing protection that I own is that not only do they let me safely converse with my fellow shooters while at the range (and amplify animal sounds if I used them to hunt) but that they also have a jack that I can plug my MP3 player (or AM/FM radio or mobile phone) into.

In just the little bit of time I’ve spent with them, I have discovered that they will never replace standard player headphones. Their main job is to amplify or delete sounds around you. No matter how far upwards I adjust their volume or the volume of my MP3 player, the output from the player’s signal is always quieter than the incoming sound from the mics on the sides of the muffs. Also, if you have the player’s input volume up much past 50%, any bass drum-like sound is taken by the muffs as a gunshot and the sound is canceled. So no Electronica or Metal for me while at the range.

Despite what some might think, this is exactly how it should work and I cannot wait to put them to use.

The story is kind of blah: I told The Mom I wanted these after returning from visiting Cabelas on their opening weekend. The price was nearly unbeatable compared to previous units I’d seen.

But by far, my most favorite gift received in this exchange was from The Wife.

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Quick story: Charity auction attended by local Sheriffs and other various LEO’s. Someone found this doormat and put it in the kitty.

When it came up for bid, a pair of competing narcotics officers who found it hilarious bid this $16 mat up to $120. After hearing my chortling over the subject matter, The Wife found it via Google. You can buy one here. I’m buying a couple more. According to her, it is an on-line only item.

Hope you had a Merry Christmas as well. For those of you all traveling, be careful please.

In general announcements: the Christmas Tunian from this whole last week will disappear from the server at around midnight tonight, so get it while you can if you want/need to.

There will be new tunage the day after tomorrow, so stop by for that. I’ve got to go back to work tonight, so I’m not so sure how much other blogging there will be, but there will be some, and some is more than none, right?

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The Soundboard: Christmas Tunian

A Very Merry Christmas to all who were kind enough to stop by today. A gift from us to you.

Sort of like caroling in reverse.

Ding Dong Merrily on High/We Wish You a Merry Christmas – Laura MacKenzie

Have a wonderful day.

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If you want to start a conversation

Go to your local 24hour Wal-Mart at 0400 on Christmas Eve to rotate your stored water supply.

10 boxes of 3-1gallon jugs fills up a shopping cart and makes people ask silly questions.

Silly questions simply must be replied to with silly answers.

By the time I got out of there, just about everyone in the store knew that The Wife had invited Aquaman over for Christmas dinner and that that bastard “just doesn’t do” tap water.

Alas, she neglected to invite she of the fishnet stockings, Aquagirl. (sigh)

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The Soundboard – Chistmas Tunian

Ahhh…acappella tunian (OK, I sort of fibbed a bit, there is an organ droning in the background)
Simple, undistracted. excellent in their form

Airdi Cuan – Maighread and Tirana Ni Dhomhnaill

Please do stop by tomorrow if you get the chance for a very special edition of the Christmas tunian.

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Holiday Pistols

In the spirit of the season, which in my mind involves things red and gold and silver and shiny, in the posts below is a series of pics of some Holiday Pistols. Click for bigger; there’s lots of detail. Shiny!

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Your sanity has a flavor

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Of thrice handed down Fruitcake.

Done shopping yet, mortal?

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Corrections Have Been Made and Posted

Though I doubt that their originator has noted them at all.

Found via Rodger Schlong

Despite the visage, please do watch until the very end when one of HRC’s most telling quotes gets dropped in.

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