Author: Fuzzy Curmudgeon

Lawrence Henry has a thoughtful piece on getting ready to go to war.

I was going to do the “What Revolution Are You?” quiz, but I have a problem with the second question:

Do you think you are a rebel?
x Sure I am, the system is wrong and must be changed
x Yes sometimes. I do what I want without thinking about consequences
x I would like but I am too busy to doing something
x No I am loyal to authorities

How about “No, as long as the authorities are loyal to me” ?
Sorry guys. That’s the crux of the American Revolution. Government is supposed to be in the service of us; we are not the servants of government.
So right off the bat this quiz is flawed.

This idiot is trying to foist his atheism on us yet again…

Pampered “singing” idol Lance Bass won’t be going into space.
Good. Space is for professionals right now, not for tourists who think their money can buy them whatever they want.
And that goes for members of Congress, too.

Well, I hope all my reader (I sometimes suspect that’s not a typo) had an enjoyable Labor Day weekend.
Mine was going just fine till about noon Saturday, when I threw my back out moving furniture at my Mom’s.
The good news is that I can walk today, after a fashion, although more like an evolving biped than an evolved one. Sitting up is agony but after being off two days because I couldn’t read (waiting for my bifocals) and then being off a couple of days sick right after that, I can’t really take any more time off without being shot 🙂 And I can’t take the laptop to bed because sitting up there is even worse. I think Sally has a beanbag chair in storage, and I’m thinking that might be comfortable. We’ll see.
Bloggage will probably be limited but I’ll try to come up with some good stuff for you. FWIW Best of the Web (linked in my Links area to the right) should be back today. (It isn’t so far but the day is young.)
Lileks and LGF were good today. So was den Beste (USS Clueless). All linked at right under Daily Blog Reads. Yes, I’m in too much pain to give you links here in the text 🙂

The intent is for this to be a quiet weekend, so unless W. surprises us all and blows Baghdad or Riyadh off the map, there probably won’t be any bloggage from this quarter until Tuesday. Have a good one.

Mark Steyn on the hope that the 9/11 anniversary isn’t Dianafied.
No kidding. It’s time to stop feeling pain, and open up that can of whup-ass we’ve been saving for militant Wahhabism.

Fuck Europe.
(On second thought, who would want to? Yechh.)

Here, Rachel, is one theory you can use to decide why UTA is so screwed up. Along with every other university in the country.
Those who can, graduate and do. Those who can’t, find university sinecures and teach.

And owners and players will continue to be overpaid snotnoses. Owners will continue to try to make as much money as they can on the backs of the fans, and players will continue to make stupid statements to the effect of “gee, my working life is only 10 years while everyone else’s is 30 years or more, so I deserve to make millions of dollars a year so I won’t be poor when I have to retire at 35.” My heart bleeds.
No baseball player today is worth a million dollars a year. Flat out. Not a single pitcher, slugger, or any other player. If your playing life is 10 years, that’s 10 million dollars. If you can’t live the rest of your life on a cool 10 mil, you’re either a moron or you can’t get good financial advice. Either way you deserve to be relegated to selling used cars or insurance when you retire if you can’t make 10 million dollars last a lifetime.
But the game will survive. I suppose. If the owners don’t jack ticket prices any farther into the stratosphere.