Showing posts with label Assholes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Assholes. Show all posts

Saturday, January 23, 2010

I'm Baaaack

Well, that was a while, wasn't it? I haven't posted anything since early December. No reason for it, the muse simply failed to strike. Okay, the muse is back, inspired by the Dem's loss in the Massachusetts special election.

Before I get to my comments, first, let's set the stage. Ol' Swimmer Ted, finally receiving a little of the karmic redress he's so dearly deserved, for so many years, contracts brain cancer. I read somewhere, and I hope it's true, that the type he had was particularly painful. It cannot undo anything the murderous, treasonous swine did in his long and infamous senate career, but it puts a little into the payback column. I just wish I could believe, as Emperor Misha does, that there is a Hell, a place of fire and brimstone, where the Drunken Lifeguard will spend eternity roasting on a spit...where the spit is "Satan's barbed cock," and the lecherous loser is rotating on it about his rectal passage. Unfortunately, I can take no solace in that. Ahh, well, as I say, at least he died in pain.

In addition, he died leaving one of his great Life's Projects incomplete. There they were, poised to pass the health care waiting list act, and Buick's worst spokesman up and dies. Now they have to fill his seat. Fortunately, Massachusetts law requires that (a) an empty federal senate seat be filled by Gubernatorial appointment, and (b) Mass has a Democrat governor.

Oh, wait, no, (a) is no longer the case. In 2004, when it looked like Johnny Treason was going to unseat Bumbletongue Bush for the presidency, the Mass legislature changed the rules. See, they had a RINO governor at the time, and a thin senate majority. If Romney had the power to appoint the new senator, he might appoint a Republican, thinning (or erasing, I forget) the Dem majority. Guess who urged the legislature to make the change. That's right, Treason Ted himself.

Fast forward; Chappaquiddick Ted is dying, and the Dems have a 60 seat supermajority. So old "I never drink my scotch straight up, I always mix it...with vodka" suggests the state house change the rule back. The optics of this are terrible, and hell, it's Mass, which hasn't elected a Repub to national office since the Medieval Warming Period, so, no change, and they have a special election.

The candidate for the Dems, Martha Coakley, is a disaster. And should probably be in prison for prosecutorial misconduct. But, she has a "D" after her name, and she does have statewide recognition, having been elected to statewide office. The Repub's candidate, Scott Brown hasn't these advantages. He does however, come with his own advantages, namely, Martha Coakley and pResident Uh-bama.

Long story short, for the first time since dinosaurs walked the earth, Massachusetts elected a Repub. Result, the Dem supermajority is gone, and Kennedy's pet project is in serious shit, in fact, probably toast.

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Oh, lord, the irony is so creamy and rich I, in Ace's formulation, want to whip out my balls and dip them in it.

A few years back, during a spat between the Dicksuck Chicks and Toby Keith, there appeared a tee shirt for Dipsy Slut fans, the not too subtle FUTK.

I'm thinking we resurrect those letters. And rejoice that, hopefully, evil two tiered American health care continues to exist, so that cutting edge medicine continues to advance, and there is a pressure outlet for all the crappy socialized medical systems. And, what the hell, it will make Canadians happy, since they'll still have the existence of our piss poor socialized medical system to help them fell superior to Americans.

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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

McHitler, You Really Are an Asshole

Have I already used that title for a post? I don't think so, I haven't called the seedy little shit we have for a premier Hitler yet. I think. Oh, well, I'm not a real believer in Godwin's law anyway, so fuck it. You don't like me likening him to a fascist, maybe he shouldn't act like one. Fuck off out of the country and have his henchmen ram one of the greatest tax hikes in provincial history through by procedural manouvre? And then have the sheer unmitigated fucking gall to tell us how good it's going to be for us? Fuck off Dalton. May I call you Dalton? I know in polite company you don't call a man by his first name unless he asks you to, but, well, I'm not feeling very polite, so fuck it, and fuck you, Dalton.

Anyway, the corrupt little fuck is off pissing our tax dollars away on a junket to India. I guess protocol required he take his fingers out of his ears and stop screaming, "La la la la, I can't hear you objecting to the HST, la la la la" At least long enough to say, "Fuck off taxpayers, I'll do what I want, I'm a Liberal with a majority government." I quote from memory.

Seriously, though, the incompetent, functional retard said basically that, although he phrased it more along the lines of, "We're going to bring in the HST because a modern Ontario needs a modern tax system, and this will help make us competitive going forward." Umm, dickhead, how, exactly? And feel free to use one syllable words, since, well, that's all your stunted intellect can handle, anyway.

If we're lucky, we're just easing out of a really bad recession. Raising taxes is one REALLY good way to take a fragile recovery and guarantee that it's merely the upswing of a double dip recession. Jeebus, this jackass has the "How to turn a cyclic recession into a major depression" handbook, and he's running it step by step.

Idiotic spending and borrowing levels. Check.
Major new spending initiatives. Check.
Disappear money down the corruptocrat rat hole. Check.
Raise taxes. Check.

Great, zippy, just fucking great. Mrs. Fulminandrew and I are doing okay. Not great, but okay; we're making it through, but this extra thousand bucks you're going to hoover out of our pockets is going to hurt. I can't imagine what it's going to do to the poor bastards on EI, fixed income, pensions, or scraping by paycheck to paycheck.

They say you get the government you deserve. That's bullshit. The stupid fuckers who voted Liberal and NDP get the government they deserve. What the fuck did I, and all the other actually productive residents of Ontario, do to deserve the Dalton McGuinty BOHICA treatment? They got the govt they deserve, but they're taking my anus along for the ride, and I really, really don't fucking appreciate it.

Assholes.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Celebutard Parents Heavy Metal (Not Quite) Monday

Hmm, I see I haven't posted anything in 3 weeks. That's a whole lot of beautiful asian women in bikinis not gawked at, and 3 Heavy Metal Mondays sadly lacking in metal. And I see through site meter that people are still dropping by, and staying for several minutes. I guess I'd best get pixel to screen, here.

Let's get up a belated Heavy Metal Monday in honour of the assholes in Colorado, who pretended to accidentally launch their 6 y/o son into the stratosphere, in a homemade balloon. You know the boneheads I mean, the ones who were using it as a publicity stunt for his upcoming "reality tv" show.

First off, Mrs. Fulminandrew tells me that, due to the negative publicity, the network has pulled the plug on the show. Jeebus, I hope so. 'Tis said there is no bad publicity, but this seems to be bad enough that the shitheads are losing their show. Good.

Second, criminal charges? Don't think so. Stupidity is its own reward. Simply charge them for the costs of the search; personnel charges, equipment charges, fuel, etc. Then double or triple it for the nuisance factor. Then make sure they're civilly liable for any harm to anyone who needed the services, but couldn't get them as they were busy off on a wild goose chase. Then parade them down West Colfax in Denver, naked. Then leave them to rot in obscurity.

Third. Judas Pries on a pogo stick, people. You thought you could use a six y/o boy in a stunt like this, and the truth wouldn't come out? What are you, fucking retarded? Bill Cosby built an entire TV show around getting kids to say things their parents didn't want them to. It ain't hard.

Fourth, to our honoured members of the fourth estate, LEAVE THE POOR KID ALONE YOU JACKALS. Mrs. Fulminandrew also tells me that the poor kid is physically ill in interviews. The poor little guy knows he's done something to hurt his parents. Parents who, if they're worth a bucket of warm spit, have not punished him, in any way shape or form, for letting the cat out of the bag. Whether they have or not, he knows, and it's tearing him up. So, again, leave the poor kid alone. It's not about him, its about his shithead of a father.

You know, without going off on a rant here, let me just say that I am sick unto death with parents who think their kids exist for them. No, asspipes, that's backwards; you exist for your children. Your only raison d'etre, until they're out the door and on their own, is to get them there, reasonably intact, able to care for themselves and no burden to society. They're not your cash cows (I'm looking at you, Jo Jackson), their not you tools (Heeney family) and they sure as shit aren't your weapons (Shithead and Shithead from the Shithead and Shithead Plus Eight show).

Inspired by how fucking tired I am of celebutard parents, I give you Ozzy Osbourne.



Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's a love ballad, but I'm still fucking tired of celebutard parents.

As always, when I indulge in a ballad, I shall attempt to clean the palette. So, in keeping with the children of celebutards motif, here is Iron Maiden's Children of the Damned.

Monday, September 14, 2009

A Heavy Metal Monday Smattering of Shit

Heard on the morning news roundup. Kanye West, you're an asshole.

So, the smiliest used car salesman in Canadian politics, while claiming to be ready for an election, also says he will support the Conservatives, for the first time, if the bill to extend EI benefits "really helps workers." Bullshit. If the polling data look bad, he supports the bill, if the data look good, we go to an election. Jack O'Layton, you're an asshole.

The gawkiest American professor in Canadian politics says, "Canadians can do better," so he's going to trigger an election at the first opportunity. Nazzo fast, Guido, say other Liberals. Hmm, no one wants an election but Ignatieff, and he thinks we can do better. Is better defined as "pissing 300 million away on an election to end up with pretty much the same parliament, in order to salve Michael Ignatieff's ego?" If not, I'm thinking that, yes, Ignatieff, you're an asshole.

The fattest commie on the planet (and that's for damn sure saying something) prepares to release his latest homage to Leni Reifenstahl. This one is about the evils of capitalism. Wow, the planetoid known as Michael Moore is worth north of 50 million bucks, earned in the capitalist system, and is set to hoover a few more millions out of it with the help of the stupid and gullible, by complaining about the very system which enriched him. Michael Moore-on (no link here to that piece of shit), you're an asshole.

BTW, if you want an entertaining read, chronicling just how massive a hypocrite Micky Moron is (and not in the 48-waist-pants sense of the word), try "Do as I Say (Not as I Do)" by Peter Schweitzer.

Well, it's Heavy Metal Monday, and I'm thinking that all the assholes above need to be doing either The Thorazine Shuffle, or taking massive doses of...



Is Evanescence Heavy Metal? Well, Goth Metal, at any rate. Does that count for Heavy Metal Monday? Maybe, but since, as mentioned on a previous Heavy Metal Monday, the ballads aren't my thing, let us cleanse the palate. And ask all of the above assholes to kindly...

Monday, August 17, 2009

Asshole Gets Another Classic Novel Removed from Curriculum

I've been lacking inspiration lately, and posting has reflected it. Fortunately, even in the dog days of summer, eventually some stupid shit is bound to come along and kick me loose from my torpor. This is in honour of said stupid shit.

Said shit for brains hails from Brampton and, concerned about language in Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird, complained to the school board and had the book removed from the grade 10 curriculum.

When I started this blog, I seemed to be focusing on the "Human Rights" kangaroo kourts, and their efforts to ban speech that people might find offensive. Six months later, here we are again, and I shall proceed with my usual delicate touch.

Yo, fucknuts, what the hell do you think you're doing, banning TKaM? Judas Priest on a pogostick, what are you using for brains, three day old maggot shit? I'm going to try to let you in on a couple of secrets here.

First, the era and area about which Lee was writing were racist, so to capture the flavour of the times, racist language and characters need must be used. Are you so fucking stupid you don't get that?

Second, have you even read the goddamned book? The book itself is a lesson on racism, and the evils inherent therein. Do you not get that, moron? Are you so lost to reason and sanity that, in your world, the use of the word "nigger" in a book automatically puts it beyond the pale?

Guess what, asshole, you haven't done a good thing here. The book is a pulitzer prize winning classic, and all you've done is proven that I've got house plants with better reasoning faculties than you have.

Let me sum up, TKaM is a lesson in the evils of racism. In order to accurately give that lesson, racist language was required. You got that book pulled from the curriculum, preventing your child from (1) reading a great work of art and (2) discussing the lessons therein. You also have taught your child that puling, whinging titty babies can get what they want, if they prey on white guilt, and that wimps and pussies give in.

Nice work, you fascist dickhead.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

A Black Man, A White Man and a Mexican Walk Into a Summit

Hah, you think I'm going there with that lede?

Seems that at a summit of the duly elected leaders of the NAFTA countries, and 0bama, El Presidente Calderon complained to Prime Minister Halfaspine about the new visa rules. To wit, Mexicans now need a visa to visit Canada, where before they didn't.

So what? We're a sovereign sort-of-nation, and if we choose to impose visas on Mexican touristas, that's our business. Don't like it? Well, Felipe, a hearty vete a la mierda. What are you gonna do, impose visas on us? Go ahead, who spends more tourist dollars, Canadians in Mexico, or Mexicans in Canada.

And, BTW, the reason for it is the number of Mexicans who come here as tourists and claim refugee status. Yes, our refugee system is broken beyond repair (the subject of another post), but, if Mexico were a half decent place to live, rather than yet another corrutp, 3rd world shithole, maybe your citizens wouldn't feel the need to cheat their way into Canada.

C'mon, seriously, MEXICANS are fleeing to CANADA. D'you know what the weather is like here? Here's a thought, fix your own POS country rather than complain that we're making it hard for your citizens to flee.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Organic Food, To Eat or Not to Eat

Today one of the local talkers was revisiting a British study which concluded that "organically grown" food is nutritionally no better than conventionally grown food. Approximately 3 femtoseconds after the news hit the airwaves the hippies' spin hit approximately 6 quadrillion rpm.

"But, but, but, it's not about the nutritional content, which is really higher, no matter what your studies say, it's really about saving Holy Mother Gaia. Pesticides, herbicides, fungicides, carbon footprint, sustainable living, blah, blah, blah."

As I often say, where to begin?

Since we're suffering through the coldest, wettest "summer" since, if memory serves, 1992, let's start with carbon footprint, shall we? And where do we begin with that? How about this, GLOBAL WARMING IS A CROCK OF SHIT, BONEHEADS. Don't believe me? Go here, or read this or just ponder the following:

In the 70's the scare mongers had us entering a new ice age, in the 90's and early 00's they switched to catastrophic warming, and when the data from the last decade came in, showing a decline in temperatures, they switched to "climate change." Not one computer model predicted a decade of cooling wiping out a century's warming, not one computer model can come up with today's temperatures from yesterday's data, hell, no weatherman will predict more than a week out, yet the Warm Mongers want us to just take their word that man is fucking up the climate. Piss on them.

Still, they want us to believe that organic farming is going to save the planet by reducing our carbon footprint. Now, since the planet is cooling, it's kind of hard to sell me on the whole planet warming up thing, but, for the sake of argument, let's say ManBearPig is really coming. So what?

This is Canada, with the four seasons of June, July, August and hockey. I should give a shit that the planet warms up a couple of degrees and cuts a month out of hockey season? Don't we have indoor rinks for just such an emergency?

Seriously, most of Canada is uninhabitable, and non-arable, because of the cold. Warmer weather means more arable land, and better crop yields. It also means a shorter, warmer winter with less energy needed to heat our homes? Hmm, more food, so food prices go down, less heating so energy costs go down, and fishing season gets longer. Where's the downside? Seriously. Where's the fucking downside. In fact, if CO2 really is warming up the planet, I think it is every Canadian's patriotic duty to get out there, buy a Hummer, and run it 24/7.

On to chemical fertilizers, herbicides, pesticides and fungicides. Who needs 'em? We do. Think crop yields per man hour. Who are the ultimate organic farmers around here? The Mennonites and the Hamish. Their yields are lower, and the farming is labour intensive. Why do you think that organic food costs so bloody much? More labour, less yield.

Oh, and on the topic of herbicides, how do you clear a field of weeds? Burn it. Holy Mother Gaia might die from all the carbon released. And it's not real good for soil retension, you know, vapourizing it.

And those pesticides? Aside from increasing crop yields, do you really want bugs in your dinner? I don't. Kill the little fuckers.

The fungicides? See above, swapping mold for bugs.

And about their "organic" fertilizer. Know where that comes from? The south bound end of a north bound animal. Know what comes out with it? Methane. Guess what is a 20 times more powerful a greenhouse gas than CO2. Go on, guess. Starts with "meth," ends with "ane."

Hey, I know, let's all go veggie, kill all the pigs, cows and horses (also known as "sources of organic fertilizer"), lower our crop yields even more, lose a bunch of weight, get sick, and then, when global cooling takes 'hold, we can all freeze and die. That'll help Holy Mother Gaia.

You want to buy organically grown food? Fine, go ahead, it's your money, and I'm not the guy who is going to tell you how to spend your hard earned dollars. But, since there are no real benefits, and a whole bunch of drawbacks to organic farming, I think I'll just sit back, and laugh at you. And spend the money I save on a nice, juicy, feedlot grown, finished with corn from standard farming , 16 oz steak.

I hate hippies.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Tamils Just Love to Miss an Opportunity

Via Kate

Okay, I seem to be stuck with opining on this topic (see here and here), probably since the Tamils have been pissing me off for 25 years. Short version of why...illegally come ashore in the Maritimes, hop in a cab and tell the driver, destination, Toronto. Aaarrrggghhh. Fast forward to yesterday.

Now they're in Ottawa protesting the usual. Seems they want intervention in the Ceylonian refugee camps. Umm, by whom? Are they asking us, Canada, to invade? Sorry, we're Canadian "soft-power" pussies, and what few combat effective troops we have are busy in Afghanistan.

Not asking us to invade? Want the UN involved? First, why do you want the Blue Helmet brigade raping your 8 year olds? Second, do you honestly think Canada can stir the U(seless) N(itwits) into action?

Further down in the linked article one Sahabthan Jesuthasan said, in justification of the bringing out of the Tiger flags:
We were let down by the Canadian government. They asked us to put the flags down, and we did. We have no faith because no one came out to speak to us. We felt neglected.
Okay, if I read this right, because the govt did not drop its business and come right on out to talk to you, you switched from Tamil protest to Tamil Tiger protest. You are aware that the Tigers are a banned terrorist organization? And that would make membership a crime?

Also, I think it's worth pointing out that the very second a group of "peaceful" protesters didn't get what it wanted, it immediately, and with malice aforethought, pulled out the terrorist flags. Learned the lessons of Mayor Moron and Premier McDipshit pretty well there, didn't you? Too bad the rest of this spineless, balless country won't learn its lesson and tell you to kindly fuck off, will it?

So, in closing, since arrest and deportation is un-Canadian (rolling over like a bunch of pussies...that's the Canadian way), and since you don't want to get with the whole, "leave your shit in the mother country" program, and since you seem so much more worried about events in the toilet you escaped, rAthan what your behaviour might do the not completely fucked up country you escaped to, might I ask you to kindly go the fuck back? You know, since we've hurt your feelings so badly.

And, since the Tamils seem to have been pretty much defeated in Ceylon, can we get those Tigers that are here gone, and prevent any more from arriving? And can we do this before their habit of exporting their shit (Rajiv Ghandi assassination) leads to suicide bombings in Toronto or Ottawa?