Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Where's Osama?

So. What to write about today.


Or, as the Republicans have come to call him, "he who must not be named, especially in any of the convention speeches".

Of course, I've had this theory for a while now that Osama is stashed somewhere and they'll bring him out and parade him in front of the cameras around October 30th.

Recently it has been reported that the number of CIA officers assigned to find him is fewer now than it was BEFORE September 11th.

Seriously. I heard John Kerry mentioned in some negative fashion in just about every speech at the rnc (they don't deserve caps--I've said it before and I'll say it again!) At no point did I hear the name of the man who masterminded the most deadly attack on American soil since Pearl Harbor.

Why aren't we looking for him with every available resource? Because we're spending all of our time and resources trying to fight an insurgency in Iraq that will never be beaten. You'd think we'd have learned our lesson from Vietnam. When you're fighting enemies that are willing to do anything it takes to beat you, you'll never beat them. Unless, of course, you play by his rules. Which we can't do because we're "the good guys"! And because then we'd be no better than them.

Of course, looking at some of our actions in Iraq, I'd say we ARE no better than them.

Sunday, September 12, 2004

Cardiac Kids

The cardiac kids are back!

I'm a HUGE Ohio State fan (my computer desktop is colored red and gray) and I watch and/or listen to every game.

I also intend to get excited at the close games. The bad kind of excited. The throw-my-TV-out-the-window kind of excited.

I also have high blood pressure. This condition, I'm sure, wasn't helped by Yesterday's game.

After cruising to an early lead, the Buckeyes let Marshall get back in the game, courtesy of two interceptions. I think it may be time to give Troy Smith a few reps.

In 2002, when the Buckeyes won the National Championship, They won seven of their fourteen games by 7 points or less, including the championship game. Let's just say it took a few months to regrow the hair I tore out.

So, with yesterday's close game, I can't help but wonder if we're seeing shades of that season again.

What the hell. A W is a W! I just hope my system can take it. I may have to stop watching!

Friday, September 10, 2004


As if I didn't have enough reason to hate the yankees!

Recently, the Yankees asked the Devil Rays to forfeit when some of their players wouldn't make the trip from Florida to New York because they wanted to stay home and make sure their families were safe from the Hurricane. Don't believe me? Go here:

Me, I say a big ol' Fuck You to George Steinbrenner and his whole misbegotten organization.

I used to respect the Yankees. They were great entertainment. They had so many great players they had to stop retiring numbers for fear that they wouldn't have any left! This is a team that produced the likes of Babe Ruth, Mickey Mantle, Roger Maris, Yogi Berra, Reggie Jackson, and Whitey Ford, just to name a few. The yankees were the most respected team in baseball. Their name was cursed and at the same time whispered with reverence and awe.

Nowadays, they have the highest payroll in baseball. Some of their players are paid more than some other teams. And yet, lately they've been sucking dirty ass water. As of this writing, they are only 3 games ahead of the Red Sox. They have apparently gotten so desparate for a win that they've asked one of the worst teams in baseball to forfeit for the most asinine of reasons. Of course, the irony is that they swept their series against the Devil Rays. Huge surprise, huh?

Damn Yankees! I hope they get their asses kicked in the playoffs! Better yet, I hope they don't even MAKE the playoffs.

Hey, a man can dream!

Thursday, September 09, 2004

The story of Pvt. Louis Perez

This morning I heard a story on NPR's Morning Edition.

It was about Pvt. Louis Perez. He was 19 years old.

I say was, because he was just killed in Iraq.

Let me say it again--he was NINETEEN FUCKING YEARS OLD!!

But that's only the start of the story. Apparently, this kid recently graduated from high school. He joined the Army reserve right away. And when he was called up to serve in Iraq, he asked if he could marry his seventeen year old girlfriend before he left. Her mother wanted them to wait, but he apparently took her aside and said he had a feeling he might not come back from Iraq. He wanted her to be taken care of.

So, this was a good kid. He had his whole life ahead of him. And three days after he got to Iraq, he was killed by a roadside bomb.
And his wife is a seventeen year old widow who is still in high school.

God Bless America.

You can hear the full story here:

Wednesday, September 08, 2004


Just like the title of my last post, the title of this post is the number of servicepersons killed in Iraq.

Yes, we have reached that sad milestone.

Let's do a little math:

The invasion of Iraq began 593 days ago.
1003 troops have been killed in Iraq since then.
That means that about 1.7 soldiers have been killed each day. Or about 17 troops killed every 10 days.

Think about that for a minute. I work in an office of about 140 people. Now imagine if every ten days, 17 of them were killed. The entire office staff (including me) would be gone in less than 90 days. Talk about high turnover.

Meanwhile, our soldiers continue to live each day in peril.

"Mission Accomplished", My ASS!

Tuesday, September 07, 2004


You may be wondering about the title of today's post. Let me explain.

You see, 996 is the number of American Servicepeople who have been killed in Iraq since this whole mis-begotten adventure began MORE THAN ONE AND A HALF YEARS AGO!!!

Of course, that number is only part of the story. You have to add to that number the fact that for every serviceperson killed, at least ten are wounded. Many of these unfortunates are maimed for life, with arms and/or legs gone. Many others will suffer permanent mental and/or physical impairment.

And, of course, in addition to their physical hardship, they must deal with a V.A. hospital system that is suffering increased funding cuts under the Bush Administration.

And for WHAT? Where are the weapons of mass destruction? Where are the Al Qaeda cells? Where are the file cabinets containing Saddam's plans for a vast terror attack on the U.S.?

Why did we invade Iraq?

And why do at least 50% of Americans believe ANYTHING that comes out of Bush's mouth?

Friday, September 03, 2004


I know, I know, I haven't posted since last Friday. STFU already, willya?

Anyway, here we go.

I could offer several lame excuses, but mostly it's just because I'm lazy.

I'm hoarse today, because I've spent most of my time over this week shouting at my TV as I watched that huge, steaming pile of crap called the republican national convention (they don't deserve caps!)

"Herr Gropenfuhrer" Schwarzenegger was nuts. "Zellout" Miller was crazy. "Dickless" Cheney was a windbag. And don't get me started on George "Four more wars" Bush.

I can't understand how all these morons can continue to believe their own lies. Maybe they don't. But I have to believe that telling so many lies without actually believing a few of them is impossible.

BTW, about "Zellout", go here:

to see what he had to say about his "good friend" John Kerry just three years ago.

With friends like these, who needs enemies?!

GOD, I'm pissed off about this!!!! I better stop writing now.