"It's not about a bunny."

On the way to the bowling alley and Texas Brahmas hockey games lately, I've noticed yet another of those annoyingly smug billboards from those deceiving idiots at iamsecond.com.

Said billboard's Easter message smugly reads:

"It's not about a bunny."

At first I was irritated, my usual reaction to any of those insidious "I am Second" billboards, but the other day I got to chuckling and thought to myself,  

"You know, they're right.  It's most definitely NOT about a "bunny", that would be SILLY!   It's about a fictional Jewish zombie!"

I hope to see the day when some enterprising atheist group with deep pockets counters with my version of the billboard.  Of course, this is bible-belt Texas, so you'd have to find a billboard-owning company with the balls to sell the billboard space and who isn't worried about offending the delusional masses.

Good luck with that.

--Browncoat



Image from here.

Theater-D.C. : Why the Liberty Movement Will Never Gain Significant Traction

Here we go again.  With the impending passage of health care "reform" all but wrapped up tonight, Theater-D.C. is setting the stage for more "good-cop, bad-cop" shenanigans in November.  The biggest losers in this on-going Theater-D.C. production, besides the American taxpayer, is of course the liberty/smaller government movement.

Yes, the two-headed monster that is the "lesser of two evils"/"wasted vote syndrome" mentality is going to rear it's ugly head once again in November and virtually press the "reset button"  on any gains the Libertarian Party and/or Ron Paul supporters have made over the last few years.  Once again, voters will be saying things like "I WANT to vote libertarian, but I just can't afford to waste my vote, only Republicans can realistically work to repeal this health care mess!", and once again, Theater D.C. will win Tony Awards for Best Director and Best Actor in the Good Cop/Bad Cop category.

This mentality is, of course, nothing new, and Theater-D.C. knows it.  Theater D.C. has mastered the good-cop/bad-cop scene, and this is why no non-Republocrat party will ever gain significant traction against them.   If voters aren't casting their vote against imperialistic wars, they're casting them against tax dollar-sucking social programs...the elected performers of Theater D.C. just take turns bathing in our coerced box office revenues.

I've been saying this for a while now: There is only ONE political party in the United States, and that party's name is Theater D.C..  If you believe otherwise, go take your daily blue pill, because "Ignorance is bliss".

--Browncoat

From The Whited Sepulchre: What We Say vs. What They Hear

Apologies to The Whited Sepulchre for swiping this, but I couldn't resist.  The "retard" side is so freaking accurate in regards to the misinformation memes floating around about libertarians.  Click the link or the image to better see the table.

 

Enjoy,

-Browncoat

So Who Should Govern Us , SkyNet?

In my last post, I railed on the Austin IRS Jihadist not only for his chicken-shit attack on innocents, but his chicken-shit conceptual attack on capitalism, namely, the implications of the last two lines in his alleged online suicide note/manifesto:

The communist creed: From each according to his ability, to each according to his need.

The capitalist creed: From each according to his gullibility, to each according to his greed.

The communist creed sounds all fair and fluffy, doesn't it?  Makes you want to join hands with everyone, sing "We Are the World", then retire to your straw hut for a delicious, communally apportioned Vegan meal, does it not?

I've had discussions about this capitalist/free market economy vs. communist/centrally planned economy debate with many of the fair & fluffy "progressive" robots being manufactured by our public school system and universities.  The fluffers insist that greed and selfishness are inherent human traits and that the unwashed masses cannot, must not be entrusted with the stewardship of a free market economy.  Only through government intervention and regulation can a properly fair and fluffed economy be erected.

Hmmm, okay, so if human greed and selfishness are root causes, then who exactly do we populate the government with, SkyNet Certified Terminators?
(Insert California/Arnie joke here)

"...to each according to his need"

My question to the fair and fluffy crowd has always been "Who the kumbaya determines the "need" part of this equation?"  Am I supposed to believe that elected officials are somehow immune to the "greed & selfishness" root causes, then hand them the keys to the US Treasury, an immoral progressive income tax system, and an army of locked & loaded tax collectors so they can "fairly" apportion everyone's needs?

I've never gotten an answer out of the fluffers that doesn't reek of elitism or the naive Utopianism that is Marxist Communism.   People, the great experiment of communism/economic central planning has already failed miserably as evidenced by the former Soviet Union, so why do US "Progressives" think they can do a better job of economic central planning than the Russians?   Is it some weird red strain of "American Exceptionalism" we are witnessing here?

Again, do the progressives think they are somehow immune to human greed and selfishness?

Yeah, that's what I thought.  Better get Miles Dyson on the horn.

-- Browncoat

Hijack the Language, Hijack the Nation

First, a disclaimer: I in no way condone flying planes into buildings or any other chicken-shit form of violence that kills, maims, or otherwise injures unsuspecting people, no matter what the cause.  

So if you are a jackbooted agent of the government trolling the Interwebs in search of potential threats to our Quasi-Fascist/Commie nation and you read the following blog entry and conclude that I am red-flag worthy, know this:  Even if I was so inclined, mentally, to act out in violent rage against the "Progressive" Cartel that has hijacked our nation, I am too old, fat, lazy, wussified, and grossly out of shape to ever actually commit any act of violence...hell, I'm getting winded just typing these words.  So chill the fuck out, I'm just a fat-ass working a keyboard.

That being said, I was reading the alleged online suicide note/manifesto of the alleged "lunatic" who flew a small airplane into an IRS office building in Austin, TX yesterday, and I found myself nodding my head vigorously and actually agreeing with this guy's beef against our national army of tax collectors.  He railed on our out-of-control, corrupt national government and he railed on the Fat Cat Big Business Cartel.  I thought he was coming to the same conclusion that I came to a long time ago, then I read the last two lines of his letter:

The communist creed: From each according to his ability, to each according to his need.

The capitalist creed: From each according to his gullibility, to each according to his greed.

I wanted to scream.  Yet another fucking moron blaming capitalism for the crimes perpetrated by corporatism, or more specifically, given the corruption element, Crony Capitalism.

Repeat something enough times, and people will believe it. 


That's the mechanism by which the meaning of this word:

Main Entry: cap·i·tal·ism

Pronunciation: \ˈka-pə-tə-ˌliz-əm, ˈkap-tə-, British also kə-ˈpi-tə-\

Function: noun

Date: 1877

: an economic system characterized by private or corporate ownership of capital goods, by investments that are determined by private decision, and by prices, production, and the distribution of goods that are determined mainly by competition in a free market.

...has been hijacked and made synonymous with this one:

Main Entry: greed

Pronunciation: \ˈgrēd\

Function: noun

Etymology: back-formation from greedy

Date: 1609

: a selfish and excessive desire for more of something (as money) than is needed

,,,and by association, this concept:

Main Entry: free market

Function: noun

Date: 1897

: an economic market operating by free competition.

...has become collateral damage.

If you truly believe that we have a free market economy, despite the mountains of laws regulating American businesses(including the health care industry), and you want to blame this alleged "free market" and "capitalism" on our nation's current economic/health care woes, then with all due respect, you are a moronic fucktard and need to open your goddamned eyes.

This moronic fucktard that flew his plane into the IRS building correctly identified all of the toxic elements poisoning our nation and economy, but he failed miserably to connect the dots and identify the true culprit:
 
Crony Capitalism
 : A description of capitalist society as being based on the close relationships between businessmen and the state. Instead of success being determined by a free market and the rule of law, the success of a business is dependent on the favoritism that is shown to it by the ruling government in the form of tax breaks, government grants and other incentives.

...which is basically this:

Main Entry: cor·po·rat·ism

Pronunciation: \ˈkȯr-p(ə-)rə-ˌti-zəm\

Function: noun

Date: 1890

: the organization of a society into industrial and professional corporations serving as organs of political representation and exercising control over persons and activities within their jurisdiction.

When corporate fat cats are garnering favors from elected officials in the form of taxpayer funded grants/bailouts/"stimulus funding", not to mention writing legislation that favors their interests while crushing others, this hardly makes for a "free" market.  And without a free market, Jack, you do not have "capitalism".

The "Progressive" Cartel that has managed to infiltrate our government over the last 60 or so years wants to convince you that free markets and "capitalism" are the harbingers of economic doom, when in fact it is their very own interventionist policies that enable the true culprits mentioned above, corporatism and crony capitalism.

I'm betting that the progressive cheerleaders in the mainstream media are going to be using this guy's disgruntlement with the IRS(and subsequent violent act)  to smear the Tea Party movement, libertarians, and anyone else who wants to dismantle the progressive's abominable brainchild, aka the Progressive Income Tax.  

No, Plane Crashing Fucktard didn't "stick it to the man", he just aided the Progressive Cartel and their army of Useful Idiots in the media in further hijacking our language and thus, our nation.

-- Browncoat

The Ever-Encroaching Epiphanies of Aging

Epiphanies can be a wonderful experience. You know, those "ah-ha" moments of perceptive clarity when you suddenly "get it". As a kid, it may be that moment when you're standing at the plate and you finally recognize the spin of that nasty curve ball the little sh!t on the mound has been using to strike you out all day. You get that grin on your face, cock your bat, kick your leg, then still flail at it like you're waving a NASCAR checkered flag. Indeed, maybe you'd be better off writing about baseball than playing baseball.

Or maybe, as a teen, it's that embarrassing moment when you realize that Dawn Jamison from across the street didn't come up to your room to see your Al Oliver rookie baseball card after all, and it hits you the next day with profound clarity, "OF COURSE she didn't want to see my Al Oliver rookie card, she wanted to see my Fergie Jenkins card!"

As you get into your twenties, you may start having political epiphanies, especially if you participate in the Progressive-Collectivist indoctrination process known as "College" (or as you Brit readers say, "University"...that is so friggin gay) The feeding-from-the-taxpayer-trough professors fill your young mind with Keynesian wealth redistribution economics(how convenient for them), cross-discipline, create-a-crisis enviro-science, and of course, Progressive History 101 - All White Males are Evil Incarnate, the sum total of which leads you to the inevitable conclusion that you are a Democrat and that Republicans suck a$s.

Of course, the political epiphanies may change as you hit your thirties. If you majored in something marketable and start actually making a little money, you tend to want to keep that money and suddenly another epiphany hits - all of that feel-good Keynesian nonsense fed to you by your fiery, state-employed professor is nothing but a bunch of Robin Hoodesque bullsh!t...the only difference is that the smiling Progressive Democrat or Folksy Republican you fawned over and voted for isn't stealing from "the rich", he/she is "the rich" and is stealing from you, Joe Middle-Class! Thus spawns the epiphany that there's really only ONE political party in this country, but they've brilliantly managed to keep up the facade of a two-party system in order to fool the people into thinking their vote counts for something, when in reality, the ruling class is merely taking turns p!ssing away our coerced tax dollars!

*takes blood-pressure meds*

But I digress. Today I had another epiphany, it was the epiphany that my life is one giant string of epiphanies, and that said epiphanies just get progressively worse, constantly reminding me that I'm getting old.

Here are some of the ones you may recognize (or will eventually recognize, for you young farts/fartesses out there):

1. The "Sir/Ma'am" Epiphany.
This one is pretty cliché, but inevitable nonetheless. It usually strikes shortly after your thirtieth birthday when you are addressed as "Sir" or "Ma'am" by someone younger than you. Your first reaction is usually something like "WTF did you just call me, kid?", which spawns the add-on I-might-be-getting-old epiphany of "I just called that 21 year-old college kid 'kid'!" This one is dangerously recursive and might drive you insane if you don't discover the recursive epiphany termination statement of "21 year-old college student". No wonder the Powers-That-Be in Logan's Run chose 30 as the Friday Night Fireworks age.

2. The "Hollywood Regurgitation" Epiphany
I always wondered why my mom and step-dad never went to the movies after they hit their mid-fifties. Now I know - all the stories have been told, and I'm just now arriving at my mid-forties. Hollywood continues to tell the same stories, they just repackage each one with better special effects and a seemingly endless stream of attractiveness-to-talent inverse ratio "hottest young stars". I had this epiphany a couple of weeks ago when I went to see "Legion". It didn't take long to realize I had been sucked into yet another zombie flick disguised as yet another Armageddon flick disguised as a fairly cool-looking pseudo-biblical flick (I was wondering why there were so many cars in the parking lot displaying that idiotic Christian "fish" magnet on their trunks). Anyway, let me save you the 10 dollar ticket and 40 dollars worth of artery-clogging concessions: go rent "Shaun of the Dead", it's the only zombie movie you'll ever need to see.

3. The "That Hip Adjective Sounds Stupid to Me" Epiphany.
This one took a while for me. "Cool" was the first one I remember growing up, it was ok because, well, I was young and old people were old. Then somewhere along the line, everything was suddenly "awesome", but I'm cool, so I rolled with it. Mixed in there somewhere was "excellent", which was the first one that had a tinge of awkwardness, but The Simpsons saved that one for me because saying it like Montgomery Burns just feels right for some reason. But I knew it had to end, and end it did with the recent rise of the catch-adjective "epic". My youngest nephew loves this one, and he regularly reminds me that many things are "epic", like the latest album from "Nickelback" ("album", you say? WTF is THAT, old dude?), or "Ninja Assassin" is "most epic" (uh-oh, variation), to which I try to be hip and agree, even though I have no idea what "Nickelback" or "Ninja Assassin" might be. I keep waiting for him to inform me that Legion was "epic".

4. The "Religion/Supernatural Cognitive Dissonance" Epiphany.
The path to this one varies, and may not occur at all, depending on how you were raised, how much of the kool-aid you've consumed, and how obstinate you are. For me, it was a three stage process:
Stage One: Yeah, some kind of God exists, mainly because I live in Texas and that's all I've ever been taught.
Stage Two: (An epiphany in itself) There definitely IS a God because apparently, I'm susceptible to logical fallacies! Hallelujah! Praise-UH Jayyyysuss-UH! Republicans Rock!
Stage Three: (After several thorough readings and studies of "The Bible") "Holy F**k! What a bunch of contradictory, control-the-ignorant-masses bunch of garbage! How did I EVER believe this sh!t?!? In fact, why the hell would I believe in anything supernatural when there is absolutely no credible evidence for any of it?!? What sort of insane cognitive dissonance was I engaged in? Holy Christ, I'm getting OLD...I just said cognitive dissonance!!!"

5. The "Major League Baseball Players are really just in it for the MONEY" Epiphany.
HA! Liar! No they're not!! Our heroes play the game for the love of the game, you blasphemous fktard! Shut the hell up! I SAID SHUT UP!!!!

Long live cognitive dissonance.

:^)

Cheers,

Browncoat