World Keeps on Turning

TBogg does a nice job point out how stupid McMegatard is. Enjoy. The comments are also rather nice.

A Brand New Low

It takes an astoundingly bad comic to strip off all of the sympathy from the scene of a young dog being struck by a pick up truck. What, in God's name, is happening in panel 2? Invisible bicycle?

Sweet

ur doin it rong

PUPPIES!!!!!

The usual suspects have noted that Megan is upset over some dogs getting shot in a drug raid. She claims to have quaked with rage.

If only we could get her to quake with rage over other deaths... maybe some of the ones she had a hand in encouraging?

An Outwelling of Charity

I'm very surprised that Megan hasn't been screaming her head off about the beauty of BP's selfless decision to give millions of impoverished shore birds direct delivery of free crude oil. You'd think she'd be all over that sheening example of corporate benevolence and the utter uselessness of government efforts to solve our problems.

Some Sanity

in honor of some impotent asshole failing to kill and terrorize innocent people in my hometown tonight I think it's time for our annual rereading of Manifesto: A Press Release From The PRKA.

Now it can be told.
Last Thursday, my organization, People Reluctant to Kill for an Abstraction (PRKA), orchestrated an overwhelming show of force around the globe.
At precisely nine in the morning, working with focus and stealth, our entire membership succeeded in simultaneously beheading no one. At nine-thirty, we embarked upon Phase II, during which our entire membership simultaneously did not force a single man to suck another man's penis. At ten, Phase III began, during which not a single one of us blew himself/herself up in a crowded public place. No civilians were literally turned inside out via our powerful explosives. No previously funny person was reduced to a baggy pile of bloody leaking flesh, by us, during this Phase of our operation. In addition, at eleven, in Phase IV, zero (0) planes were flown into buildings.
All of this was accomplished so surreptitiously, it attracted little public notice. ...

Read it.

Get Me Everybody

A blog from the city of my alma batter has the best take on the Arizona crap-a-doodle I've seen:

I propose relocating the entire population of Puerto Rico to Arizona. Remember, Puerto Ricans, as citizens of a U.S. Territory, are citizens of the United States... even though they're brownish and speak some crazy fast moon people language. That's almost 4,000,000 (well, not "immigrants" and certainly not "illegal"... so "migrants" or "commuters", I suppose) to perplex and confound state police.

And go ahead and read the whole thing, ydoncha.

A Big Picture of What?

Really Matt?

I think fan fiction is exciting.

Not the example with which I'd have ran... but ok...

update Sometimes, I think Glenn Greenwald is shrill. Other times, I wish that I were gay too and that gay people were treated like people people so that Glenn and I could marry.

It looks like Ross Douthat picked the wrong month to try to pretend that threat-induced censorship is a uniquely Islamic practice

Conservatism in a Nutshell

Shorter Megan McArdle:

New Money
Back in my day we used plain loose leaf with "100 smackers" written on it for cash adn that was good enough. Damn kids today, with their funny money and not wanting of counterfeiters to become rich and all...

Seriously, I like the somber gravity of the old plain green bills, too. I -- like most sentient beings -- can differentiate from nostalgia and practicality, though. Alas, Megan cannot. No, she doesn't like green money because that's all she's ever known. No, she likes green money because it's JUST BETTER.

I'm not linking to her and you can't fucking make me.

Never Waste A Good One

W/ Earth Day soon, I'm multi-purposing my output.

M. Bouffant

Also: Not worshiping any old bastard (Let alone his self-appointed representatives on this planet.) who lets his stenographers get away w/ that whole incoherent contradictory Bible mess.

Who does he think he is, Megan McArdle?

In a Discussion of Biblical whatnot, also featuring FMM's own Nutella. (To whom I say it was all Charlton Heston.)