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Presidential Sponsorship

“Ladies and Gentlemen, the Exxon-Mobile President of the United States …. Sarah Palin”

Did you just throw up a little in your mouth?  I did.  And not just because of the Sassin’ Alaskan.  Because of the very real possibility of corporately sponsored politicians.

If you haven’t yet heard, the Supreme Court ruled yesterday, in Citizens United v. Federal Election Commission, to overturn corporate spending limits in federal elections.  All federal elections.   These limits have been in place for  a century.  Gone.  Poof.  Erased.

Now, let’s not pretend that corporations couldn’t previously influence, or even buy, federal elections.  Prior to this ruling, however, they had to do it through Political Actions Committees. These PAC’s had limits imposed on them.  By bypassing the PAC’s, there are no longer limits on corporate sponsorship and spending in regards to political influence.

What does this mean?  Well, several things.

First, expect a lot of Republican victories in the next elections.  Corporations and Republicans are like peanut butter and jelly (if peanut butter has a dick and jelly has a mouth.)

Also, expect the gap, as miniscule as it currently is, between Democrats and Republicans to completely disappear.  We will never again hear a Dem campaigning on principles of ending corporate control of government.  If the Dems are to ever win again, they’re going to have to take a giant mouthful of peanut butter to do so.  At that point, it really won’t matter anyway.  We’re fucked no matter who’s captain of the ship, because the ship is on auto-pilot, and HAL won’t relinquish that control!

Very interesting side note, here.  For those of you not familiar with the previous Space Odyssey reference, HAL is the computer in control of the ship who ultimately attempts to kill off all of the humans.  Here’s the interesting part:  I googled “HAL” in an attempt to include a link for those of you who don’t like great movies.  To my surprise and disgust, guess what is the number one google result for HAL?

Halliburton.

Yep.  Halliburton trades under the stock symbol HAL.  Another interesting note:  My Word spellchecker corrected me when I tried to spell Halliburton with only one “L”.   Do you know all of the shit this spellchecker misses, yet it knows how to spell Halliburton???

Holy shit.  We’re fucked.

I’ve completely lost my train of thought, being distracted trying to decide if the powers behind Halliburton were aware of this “coincidence.”  I’m afraid I know the answer to this one.

I was pretty pissed off when corporations started taking over football stadiums.  When Veteran’s Stadium was replaced with Lincoln Financial Field it made me upset.  When the Rose Bowl became the Capitol One Bowl, I was angry.  But Presidential Sponsorship?

But don’t take this shit from me.  (spellcheck can’t spell “shit.”  Or “spellcheck”, by the way)

Congressman Alan Grayson is introducing legislation in an attempt to stop this catastrophe.

According to Grayson:

“The Supreme Court in essence has ruled that corporations can buy elections.  If that happens, democracy in America is over.  We cannot put the law up for sale, and award government to the highest bidder.”

I strongly urge you to visit Congressman Grayson’s website.  Look at his proposed legislation.

I also urge you to sign Grayson’s petition to Save Democracy, and support the legislation he is attempting to bring against this ruling.

Or get used to the taste of peanut butter.

Babies

diapersOver the holidays I spent quite a bit of time with a baby.  I’m not a huge baby fan, but seriously, she is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.  However, I put my emotions aside and made some real, scientific observations on the development of human children.

Here are my thoughts on babies after several days in close proximity to one:

  1. They’re little.
  2. Some of them are cute, sometimes.   (Ok, this one is cute all the time, but I’ve seen others!  Some are downright ugly.)
  3. They can’t take care of themselves.
  4. They are doomed.

Ok, so the first 3 observations there are probably widely agreed upon.  It’s the last one which may have you scratching their head.

Doomed?  Why?

Let me explain.

First of all, by the time they are one year old they have already done irreparable damage to the planet, and this is something they will spend the rest of their lives coming to terms with, and making amends for, but most of them will never come close to repaying the earth for their crime, a crime which was committed before they had the power of free will.  The guilt from this will cripple most of these babies later in life.

See, the average baby is going to use about 6000 diapers by the time it is 2 years old.  Holy Shit!  Literally.  6000 diapers?  That’s a shit-ton.  Again, literally.   80% of families in the US will be using disposables, totaling billion a year, straight to the landfill!  No one knows how long it takes for a disposable diaper to decompose, but it is estimated to be about 250-500 years.  And what about the poop?  Last I heard it’s still illegal to dump human waste at a landfill, but apparently it’s ok if it is first wrapped in non-biodegradable plastic.  About 90,000 TONS of plastic a year, by the way.  (See the Green Bein’ Blog for more info on how we are filling the planet with trash.  Oh, and ask Kelly Day her views on having children, while you’re at it!)

Many environmentally conscious individuals have begun to look at their ‘Carbon Footprint’ as a way of measuring their impact on the planet and, hopefully, lessening it.  Bad news for these folks.  You’re screwed.  You were born with such a large footprint that you could give Johnny Appleseed 3 blowjobs a day and still not put a dent in it.  I couldn’t find actual stats on the effect of orally pleasing fictional characters and its effect on the carbon footprint of a child’s diapers, which was semi-alarming.  I would think this information would be readily available?  I guess caring about it is a relatively new idea?  However, based on the numbers of diapers used in a child’s first few years, I’m guessing you would have to plant more than a few hundred trees to ‘offset’ this footprint.

And don’t think you’re off the hook if you grew up on cloth diapers.  It turns out they cause just as much damage to this planet, just in different ways.

Here are some other interesting facts (from Mother Jones): http://www.motherjones.com/environment/2008/04/whats-your-babys-carbon-footprint

  • Between 2000 and 2050, the U.S. will add 114 million kids to its population. Africa will add 1.2 billion—but their respective CO2 emissions will be the same.
  • One American child generates as much CO2 as 106 Haitian kids.
  • Zahara Jolie-Pitt will produce 45,000 lbs of CO2 yearly, compared with 221 lbs if she still lived in Ethiopia.

So that’s the first reason your child is doomed, at least if he/she is American.    No matter what that child does in his life, it is doubtful he will ever repair the damage done in his first three years.

Here’s another cause of this baby’s impending doom.  He/She is most likely going to be much dumber than you and I.  Our population is getting dumber with every generation.  It’s pretty easy to see, just talk to a teenager.  I know, we were probably pretty stupid ourselves, but not that stupid.  Seriously.

It’s also fairly easy to assess the cause of this mass dumbing-down.  Look what has happened in a generation.  We just barely had video games, and actually self-regulated our use of them.  I remember turning off the Nintendo to go outside and play without someone having to force me to do so.  I remember reading, a lot, and I remember making up all sorts of games with my friends, spending hours and hours entertaining ourselves with nothing but… our imaginations!  Yes, imagination.  It was what we played with before hand-held video games.  Not anymore.  American society has done away with that dangerous nonsense!  And if that wasn’t enough, if it wasn’t already certain our children would be dumb, we make sure of it by purposely retarding their development.

That’s right; humans are the only species I can think of that purposely makes it more difficult for their young to grow into adults.  We do this in several ways, but the most evident is in language.  Watch and listen to how parents speak to their children.  Like idiots.  Sure, I understand the concept of ‘baby talk’.  The babies like it when you make cute little noises, and they can’t understand you anyway, so what’s the point?  The point is, if you speak to your child like an adult human, there is a much better chance he will eventually become one.  Think about it.

Another thing – the baby causes the people around it to become dumber as well!  I observed, on many occasion, adults speaking to one another in baby-type talk, when the baby isn’t even being addressed, in some cases she wasn’t even in the room!  Example: “We’re getting cranky because we need to take a nap.”  Who?  All of us?  No, just the baby.  (Well, sometimes her father too). For some reason babies have this incredible power to cause adult humans to completely forget how to properly use personal pronouns!  I have no idea why.  “Do we need a diaper change?”  I sure as hell hope not!  You see my point.  Speaking baby talk is fine, but why retard your child’s development by completely confusing it as to the differences between I, You, and We?  At least give the thing a chance!

So, to summarize, we are creating a generation of Humans who will be significantly less intelligent than their parents, which is really staggering considering just how dumb some of their parents are.  These dumb kids are going to grow up knowing (if they are smart enough to comprehend it) that their infancy was responsible for the inevitable destruction of the planet.

Tough luck.  But still, you should see how cute this kid is!

Bah, Humbug. Or, Why I love thanksgiving.

Christmas sucks.  Ok, I’ll elaborate on that.

See, I really, really love Christmas.  That’s why it sucks.

Here are a couple reasons:

1. Religion

What do we need it for around the holidays?  I mean, Christmas is that time of year when people are more likely to engage in acts of kindness, without needing the urging of some church or pastor.  It just feels good to do nice things for people around the holidays.  I don’t need god telling me that.

Also, religion just messes up some people’s enjoyment of Christmas, especially those whose religion does not observe it (I’m looking in your direction, Jews and Hindus) The reality of the situation is that for the majority of observers of Christmas, it has nothing to do with religion.  Yes, I celebrate Christmas because I was brought up celebrating Christmas.  I guess this is because I was brought up Catholic.  Sort of.  In third grade my parents asked if I was really into the whole religion thing, I gave them my honest opinion, which was that I wasn’t sure, but I was sure that I didn’t want to go to church anymore, so we quit church and vowed to pretend we were loyal church-goers when grandma came to visit, and that was that.  But we kept on celebrating Christmas!

Point is, I understand that the roots of this pagan celebration are believed by some members of some churches to have come from the birth of some guy whose name happens to be found in the name of the holiday.  Whatever.  Most of us don’t know, don’t believe, or don’t care.  So let’s just take the entire thing out of the equation.   We are already trying to secularize the whole thing by calling it the Holiday Season, and wishing Happy Holidays and Seasons Greetings, to act as if we are including all faiths in our celebration.  Newsflash, I don’t think Hindus are putting up lights, Jews aren’t decorating trees and drinking eggnog, and Muslims don’t put cookies out by the chimney.  It is only our self-serving political correctness which makes us think we are not offending non-christmasers by not using the word Christmas.  Let’s do away with this nonsense.

Simple solution:  Christmas belongs to all of us.  I mean, if you are seriously a Christian, you should not be supporting this Santa bullshit anyway.  What does he have to do with Christ?  Trees and Stockings have about as much to do with Jesus as Bunnies and Eggs.

So, let’s give Christmas to everyone.  Declare it a national holiday, free and clear of religion.  Each faith can feel free to celebrate their significant holidays however and whenever they like, and we can all celebrate Christmas together.

2. Presents

If there is any sure-fire way to suck the meaning of Christmas out of Christmas, it is with presents.  Sure, it feels good to give, and in this way presents do represent the real meaning of Christmas.  Making a list, however, and receiving everything on it exactly, does not at all a true Christmas feeling make.  Example: saying you need a blender, then having someone ask you exactly what type, model, size and color of blender you need, and getting exactly that.  The fun in presents is the surprise!  Where is the surprise in that?  Santa knows how to surprise.

Another thing about presents; they stress the hell out of me.   Trying to ‘come up with’ a present for some relative I never see, or for someone who already has everything, that sucks.  Or ‘needing just one more thing’ for someone.  Like there are set quotas we need to achieve.  My mom will send me absolute crap, just because she ‘needed one more thing’ for me.  (I love you, mom, but more pajamas??  More Dr. Seuss pajamas?  I’m 34.  I have all the pajamas I need)   Why?  Who sets these damn quotas?  It sure as hell isn’t Santa.

Or I get stressed over my own presents.  Here’s how that happens:  Mom starts bugging me in November for present ideas.  By December she is serious.  Now I am stressing her out.  Then it is turned around on me, “Well, you have to give me some ideas!”  No I don’t.  Santa doesn’t need my help. Now I’m stressed because my Mom is stressed.  WTF?

3. Traveling

This has nothing to do with the fact that I’m sitting in an airport right now, on Christmas eve!

I live nowhere near my family, but I have to be with them because it’s Christmas.  I don’t get it.  Another thing to stress about.  Why has the whole nation decided they need to be together the same week of the year?  Why can’t we spread it out a bit, have designated Christmas weeks?  Maybe my Christmas is in June.  On second thought, that would suck.  My birthday is in June, and I’d hate to be one of those losers who have to combine their birthday with Christmas.  That must really suck!

Which brings me to Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving is Christmas, but without religion, presents, commercialization, polarization, dramatization or any other -ation.   It is stress-free Christmas.  Thanksgiving is about what Christmas is supposed to be about:  Friends, Family, and Food.  To get to its core, Thanksgiving is really the celebration of a meal: The perfect meal.  Ever take a bite that has a little corn, mashed potatoes, turkey, gravy and stuffing?  It’s the perfect bite of food.

Thanksgiving is the perfect meal, and to honor it we have created a holiday in which the entire focus is this meal.  We spend days preparing, hours eating, and more days eating leftovers.  We eat until we pass out, then we eat again.  We don’t shop, we don’t go to church. we eat. We watch football, and eat some more.  Around the central theme of eating, we spend real, quality, unequaled time with our loved ones.  We don’t worry about the presents we got or didn’t get, we aren’t under false hope of Christmas miracles, we don’t spend thousands of dollars we don’t have.  We get together to share our love and to eat.  And everyone does it, regardless of his or her faith.  It is everything Christmas isn’t.

Despite all the bullshit, I still really love Christmas.  There’s just a special feeling, something bigger than all this.  No matter how hard they try to commercialize the hell out of it, or make it about the bible, or cram it down our throats, it’s still Christmas.

So, Christian, Hindus, Muslims, Jews.  Merry Christmas.  Not Happy Holidays.  Not Season’s Greetings.  Merry Christmas.  On behalf of me, no, on behalf of everyone, I invite you to join in Christmas with us.  Don’t buy us anything, don’t go to church, and don’t spend a dollar.  Simply get together with whomever you love, and eat.

If we all join together in this Christmas spirit, we can have the best Christmas ever.

A week of Thanksgiving, with lights, trees and Santa!

The day the music died…

Ok, I’m being a little dramatic, I guess, but, Come on!  That’s sort of my thing, you know.  Here’s the deal though:  Barts CD Cellar in Boulder, CO is shutting its doors after 20 years (ok, 4 years ago it was sold, so it hasn’t been an independently owned local shop for a while now, but it was still there!).  Why is this so significant? Because it is.

I realized when I heard this that I haven’t bought a CD in ages.  Seriously.  That also made me realize that I remember when CDs were new.  Of course, I remember vinyl, but being a child of the 80’s I was really raised on cassettes.  Tapes.

I remember the awesomeness of getting new tapes, even more so this time of year, as they were my most common Christmas present.  There was nothing like getting a long anticipated tape, listening to it for the first time while pouring over the insert.  And back then they typically contained lyrics.  I would listen to a new tape over and over while studying the lyrics until I pretty much had the whole thing memorized.  When CDs came out, this didn’t really change.  Actually, the only change was a huge improvement in sound quality.  Lets face it, cassettes weren’t the best.  CDs had the richness of vinyl, without the sensitivity.  (ok, they still scratched, but they didn’t get ‘dull’ sounding the way an old record can).

Now we have mp3s.  I fear that this generation of music fans, the ones growing up on the mp3, are never going to really know what music is supposed to sound like.  Does anyone who grew up on records, tapes or cds really think that mp3s sound anywhere near as good?  They are so flat, and empty sounding.  There’s just no meat to it.

So, the closing of a local CD store makes me sad.  It is the end of an era.  Music is now easier than ever to produce, with programs like Garage Band so readily available.  Really, anyone can make music.  Without the knowledge and appreciation of how rich a great sound can feel, who will make good music?  And why?  If no one will ever hear the fullness of a song, why bother?

I don’t know, maybe I’m feeling old and nostalgic.  Maybe I’m just as guilty, because I haven’t bought a cd in so long, even though I know mp3s suck.

Of course, I’ve never bought an mp3, either.

Obama: Finishing what Bush couldn’t.

Sorry, this one’s not funny.

In my view there are three reasons to go to war (well, in my view there are no reasons to go to war, but these are the three that seem to be behind most of them):

  1. Population Control
  2. Money
  3. Territorial expansion

Keep it in mind.

Here’s my theory, in a nutshell (which is where it belongs).

First, you should all be aware of the Project for a New American Century.  From their website:

The Project for the New American Century is a non-profit educational organization dedicated to a few fundamental propositions: that American leadership is good both for America and for the world; and that such leadership requires military strength, diplomatic energy and commitment to moral principle.

If you have not heard of this group, they’ve been around since 1997, and had such prominent members as William Kristol, Robert Kagan,  Jeb Bush, Dick Cheney, Donald Rumsfeld, Paul Wolfowitz, Scooter Libby, Dan Quayle, Steve Forbes, and many, many more of the Bush/Cheney cronies.

The Statement of Principles calls for an increased military strength in the US, and the promotion of an “American Empire”.  The Statement also includes the following:  “Further, the process of transformation, even if it brings revolutionary change, is likely to be a long one, absent some catastrophic and catalyzing event––like a new Pearl Harbor”

This, of course, has sparked much outrage, and theories about who really was behind 911.  I’m not going to get into speculating about all that right now.   I just want the Project to be in your mind, along with my reasons for war, while digesting the following:

As per the Project for a New American Century’s wishes, the Bush administration began a war in Iraq, and in Afghanistan.   The purposes of these wars, in my view, were for Population Control, Territorial Expansion, and ESPESCIALLY Money.  Unfortunately for the Administration and the Project, the wars were both extremely unpopular, and the President behind them became the most unpopular in our history.  The plan was not going to work.

Enter Obama.  A hero and leader for the opposition.  A savior for the left, an answer to Bush.

Now we’ve been convinced that the real war, the real threat to our freedom, lies in Afghanistan, not Iraq.  Our attention has been diverted.  We are led to feel some sort of victory:  that all of us who opposed Bush and his Iraq war were correct, and we have somehow won.  OUR leader, Obama, hears us, and is going to end the war in Iraq.  BUT, he’s going to start an even bigger one in Afghanistan, however it’s ok, because he’s not W.  He’s not the Evil Mr. Cheney, and the Wicked Mr. Rumsfield.  He’s Obama, the Hero.  HIS war must be needed and legitimate.

30,000 more American troops, bringing the total to almost 100,000.

Think about it.  100,000 kids between the ages of 18-22 are going to Afghanistan.  100,000. That’s the size of Boulder, Colorado.

18 months.  Sure.  How many more are going to be sent in the next 18 months?  How long into the 18 months will it be before Obama declares that 18 months will not be long enough, that we cannot put a timeline on our withdrawal?

Sound familiar?

We’ve been tricked, ladies and gentlemen.

The Project is succeeding in its goals, in its “American Supremacy”.

They changed nothing but the head coach, but the owner is still pulling the strings.

That’s right.  America is the Oakland Raiders of the world.

9 News Parade of Lights!

Santa 1I had the distinct pleasure of being home Friday evening, and was able to watch the 9 News Parade of Lights in its entirety.  Wow.  What an inflated ball of cheese.  Cheese brought to you by Kraft.  And Mark and Adell.

First was the impressive lighting of the courthouse, or the capitol, or some big important building in Denver (sorry, my knowledge of government buildings in Denver is not my strong point).  It looks nice.  Mark and Adell carefully orchestrated the countdown, with the caveat, “This is what we practiced for, but this time it’s live!”  Thus we begin our hour long journey into the abyss.

What progressed after the successful lighting of the unidentifiable building was an hour long parade… of advertising.

It started with the 5 minute puff piece on the Grand Marshall of the Parade, Jake Jabs.  A wonderful portrayal of all the generosity he has bestowed upon the city.  By just watching this, one would in no way be aware of the fact that Jake Jabs actually paid for the whole ordeal.   Keep an eye open for American Furniture Warehouse plugs, however.

And here comes the Arapahoe High School Warrior Marching Band, sponsored by Humana.   Humana:  Guidance when you need it most.

And here’s the vaccination float.  “No Flu for You!  Spread Joy, not the Flu!”  Brought to you by the Department of Health.

And here’s the Rudolph balloon (brought to you by KOSI 101 Light Rock).  Rudolph, like all our balloons, are filled with quality helium from Hyclo Helium.  “Hyclo, we care about balloons”.

“That’s right, Adell.  And here comes the Wells Fargo Stage Coach, brought to you by Wells Fargo.    Wells Fargo upholds a commitment to Colorado.  Last year blah blah blah 20,000 volunteers blah blah.  And here comes the Clocktower float, sponsored by GoAutomotive group.  Oh, great.  Kurt is standing by with the group right now! “

“Thanks, Mark and Adell.  I’m here with so and so from the GoAutomotive group.  So and so, you guys are so good to the community; you’re always giving back.  Talk to us about how wonderful you are, while I distribute these Kazoos to the crowd!”

Am I hallucinating?   Is anyone else seeing this??

“Now let’s all play Jingle Bells on the Kazoos!   Adell?”

“Thanks Kurt.  Coming up after a word from our sponsors (?!!!!!!  Yes, they actually aired commercial breaks in the middle of an hour long commercial!  Those fuckers!):  dancers, fire dancers, and more!!!”  I can’t wait to see who’s sponsoring the fire dancers.

Now the fun part.  Mark is so amazed by the hula hoopers!  He’s like a drunk 12 year old!  “I just don’t understand how they do that with the hoop?”  “I wouldn’t even need the fire; the hoop would burn me fine!”  “I like candy canes!”

Yep, it gets really awkward in the brief moments they attempt to go off script!

Thankfully back on script with the introduction of the Christmas Story float.  Now we’re talking!  Red Rider BB Guns and tongues stuck to poles and…. Wait a minute, who did they say was the sponsor?  The Faith Bible Chapel?  Hold on a sec…   Oh, portraying ‘The Real Meaning of Christmas’.   Lame.   Who are you to say what Christmas means to me?!

Back to our guides through this death march:

Adell:  That’s quite the rig.

Mark:  Yes, it is nice.

Now here comes the Ship of Lights float, brought to you by XCell energy.  “This beautiful float will dazzle with thousands of lights, but not just any lights!  Xcel is proud to sponsor the parade’s only float that uses energy saving LED lights!”

Seriously?  Only one fucking float is using LEDs??  And they are proud of this?  And every other float was built in 1976?  Is the fake snow made of asbestos?   “And here comes the ‘Future Float’, depicting scenes from an imaginary future.  There’s a group of women in the workplace!   There’s one on a typewriter, and watch as Cindy takes that turkey out of the oven.  She’s a gal hard at work pleasing her husband, that’s for sure!  And look at those Negroes voting!  Ah, the imagination of these float makers!   Adell?”

“Thanks Mark.  Imagination brought to you by crystal meth.  Meth, keeping us down for years to come!”

For Mark, truly the highlight of the evening was the Denver Sports Mascots.   So what happens when all of Denver’s sports mascots get together?  Well, according to Mark, “Anything is possible!”  Among the mascots, Nick the Night Owl, the mascot for After Hours Urgent Care.  Good old Nick!  And, I shit you not, there was a mascot for the Costume Company who makes the costumes for all the mascots.  Seriously.

And then the Mountain Magic float, celebrating the snow-capped Rockies.  Brought to you by ‘Stay the Trail’, a non-profit, dedicated to preserving Colorado’s trails.  That’s nice, for once.  Adell, however, couldn’t contain her surprise.  “Brought to you by a non-profit?  Really?  Hmmm.  Well would you look at that!  Like something right off the ‘Future’ float!”

The crowning moment for me was the naming of the Penguin balloon.  (The ‘Name the Penguin Balloon Contest’ is brought to you by American Furniture Warehouse)

And, the winner is …   “Major Waddles”   Ok.

And now, the moment we’ve all been waiting for, (well, by ‘we all’ I mean all Christians)…

Santa Claus - Clearly one of the parade’s most anticipated moments is the arrival of Santa Claus. This beautiful float, stretching 32-feet long, 12-feet wide and 13-feet high, features Santa riding high atop an ice carved sleigh resting on an iceberg somewhere near the North Pole. This exciting finale unit marks the end of the parade.   Sponsored by Downtown Denver Partnership, Inc.

All in all, a wonderful way to bring in the holiday advertising season!

Attention Americans: Important Message

Attention all Americans!

Here are the Official Rules of Engagement one should use when encountering a 4-Way Stop sign:

stopsign

1. The sign is only optional. If you choose to observe it, continue to rule #2. Otherwise, have a nice day.
2. Come to a complete stop, ONLY after edging out into the intersection by AT LEAST seven feet.
3. If there are other cars at the intersection, you may:
a) Ignore them, regardless of who arrived at the intersection first.
b) Allow the cars already at the intersection to proceed through the stop sign. However, if this option is chosen, the order by which the cards proceed is VERY important.
4. Here are the rules for determining the order by which a car should proceed through a 4-Way Stop:
1. Size. The largest car will proceed first, followed by the next largest, and so on. Exception: Busses and Emergency Vehicles shall proceed last.
2. Quickness. This rule will pre-empt the first rule. The practice of “You snooze, you lose” should be employed.
3. Right of way. There are no so called “Right of Way” rules pertaining to 4-Way stops, with one exception: YOU have the right of way. Always.
4. Other Vehicles Already in Motion: If a vehicle begins to travel through the intersection in the opposite direction as you will be traveling,  this will cause you to lose your turn. You must then wait until all other cars have taken    their turn, unless other circumstances (see Rules # 4.1-2) come into play.
5. Observe the motion of other vehicles. If at any point you feel another vehicle travels through the intersection in a way that is not in accordance with the above rules, it is your
duty to:
a) Attempt to cut them off, thus proceeding through the intersection first and winning.
b) Flick them off. This option should be employed in all situations.
6. If at any point these rules seem to not favor your vehicle, revert to Rule # 1.

$48,730 for what?? WTF!!

A follow up to my pre-halloween post.

So, as it turned out, nothing happened on Halloween.  No naked pumpkin runners, no riots in the street, no arrests (ok, one, but that’s probably normal for any night!), no trouble of any sort.  Just a bunch of happy people walking around looking at each other’s costumes.  Just a bunch of safe, legal, adult fun.  Basically what was expected by everyone, except for the Boulder Police.

So what did this cost you and I?  Almost $50,000!

$48,730, to be precise.  What the hell cost so much, if nothing happened??

Cleaning up after the party?  Yep, that rang in at a grand total of $551.

Parking management, another completely unnecessary expenditure, rang in at $1523.  Fifteen hundred dollars??  For parking management?  The city’s plan was to close off all the parking garages at 9pm to supposedly discourage people from coming to Boulder.  All this seemed to do was force people to find alternate parking.  Why this tab of $1523?  I have no idea.  Perhaps the city paid itself for the lost parking revenue?  Nope, the garages are free on the weekend.  Scratch that theory.  Fifteen hundred dollars in “Closed” signs?  I suppose it’s possible, if they had to buy CS4 and a printer.  Fishy.

Here’s the kicker.  According to city totals, the cost for extra police on Halloween was $34,100. That includes the cost for at least 54 officers, a remote command post and two SWAT teams.   The breakdown of the $34k is not given, so there is no way of knowing how much went to the 54 extra officers, but WTF?  Aren’t they on salary?  As all salaried employees know, sometimes you have to put in a few more hours!  Anyone on the mall that evening saw the extra forces hard at work, gathered in groups, watching (and interacting with) the costumed paraders.  Totally earning their bonus pay!

The rest of the money went to Public Works ($6300) for “street operations, personnel, and use of city vehicles.”   Apparently city vehicles charge extra on weekends.  An additional $6200 went to putting the Boulder Fire Department on “special patrols”.  They apparently also charge extra on weekends.

The Daily Camera puts this all in perspective nicely, by showing how the city had to eliminate an administrative position in order to come up with the $42,500 cost of continuing to operate the Boulder Library on Sundays.

WTF, Boulder?  $48,730?   Because someone started a Facebook page??

Or was Halloween one very convenient excuse for the city to stick the taxpayers with a $50,ooo tab, which was used to pay off the Boulder PD and FD?

An investigation into the validity of these expenditures is most definitely in order.

We, the People of Boulder, should not be responsible for the City’s $50,000 over-reaction.

We’ll gladly pick up the $551 cleaning bill, however.

Vampires and Democracy

So, checking in on twitscoop this afternoon, the overwhelming twitter traffic (twaffic) is devoted to two conversations.  One is in celebration of a day marking one of the most important and influential events in modern history, shaping the lives of everyone on this planet.  The other is about the 20th anniversary of the some wall falling down.

I’m speaking, of course, of the opening of New Moon, the next movie in the Twilight series, and of the anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall.

These two topics aren’t necessarily mutually exclusive.  There is a surprisingly overwhelming mound of evidence suggesting that vampires were actually behind the monumental fall of the Berlin Wall.  I won’t get into details; the evidence is out there if you care to look.  All I’ll say is that it has a lot, if not everything to do with David Hasselhoff.   Think about it.  We all know the wall would have never fallen if it weren’t for his instrumental actions (he’s HUGE in Germany) and I think it’s no small secret where his vampyric allegiance lies.

Now what’s the deal with these Twilight films?  I can’t say I’m familiar with them, but I’m not completely clueless.  I’ve seen the trailers for New Moon; I know I’m supposed to scream like a young girl in heat when that one guy is shown without his shirt.  Duh.  Other than that, I’m not sure what the fuss is all about.  Sure, I went through a pretty heavy “Vampire phase” in my youth.  I mean, I wasn’t crazy like these kids are, but, sure, I’ve tasted human flesh a few times.  Who hasn’t, right?  But to me the main difference is that these vampires seem like a bunch of pussies.  I mean, they are supposed to be all powerful, superior beings, and they’re fighting over high school girls?  Come on, I stopped fighting over high school girls years ago! (sometime in my late twenties, to be precise).

Is there something wrong with teenagers today?  Do they have no taste, no sense of culture?  Do they blindly follow whatever pop candy is fed to them, rendering them helpless against its endless barrage of self promotion? I don’t think so.  I give the youth of today more credit than that.

It is clear that the immense popularity of Twilight, New Moon can mean only one thing:

The celebration of Democracy.

Long Live the Hoff!

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Brown

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I hate the UPS guy in those commercials, with his “clever” little dry erase board, and his 80’s haircut – I freakin’ can’t stand the guy.  What can Brown do for me?  Nothing.  I’ll tell you what Brown does – it comes out of my ass.  It’s poop.  What can poop  do for you?  That’s what their message really is.

At least it’s not that creepy little wad of cash with the eyeballs that keeps coming up everywhere.  The only reason we even half-way tolerate that disaster is that the song’s kinda catchy.  Come to think of it, that insurance company has the weirdest commercials –the wad of cash, the lizard (oh, I guess it’s a gecko – who are the geniuses that came up with that one?  Are they even trying??)  How about the cavemen?   Didn’t they get a TV show for a minute?  Thank god that didn’t make it.  Damn, who pays these people?

Luckily, I am immune to advertising.  Oh, sure , I see it, I even notice it.  The difference is that I never know what the product is.  Sure, I may realize it’s a car commercial, but I could never tell you for what car.  I have spent decades building up this immunity. It hasn’t been easy.  Some ads have been particularly difficult to ignore the source.  “Don’t squeeze the Charmin!”  Ok, I’m pretty sure it’s an ad for Charmin.    The Budweiser frogs are, I’m pretty certain, selling Budweiser.  So there are a few exceptions, but for the most part it doesn’t affect me.   The “Where’s the Beef” lady?  Hysterical.  Don’t have a clue who she works for.  Same with the Keebler Elves.   What are those little demons hawking?   Shoes?

My advertising immunity makes it even more annoying when I hear other people get all excited about ads.  “Did you see the commercial for ___?!”   “Oh, I love these cavemen!”  Come on people, that’s what they want you to say!  Quit being brainwashed.  “Oh, look at these adorable little elves!  I’m going to go buy some shoes now!”  Seriously.    These brainwashed people will laugh at the same commercial over and over.  I try very hard to ignore commercials when watching TV, but these drones will say “Oh, turn it up, I love this one,” and then crack up when it reaches the punch line, even though you know damn well they’ve already seen it 34 times!  WTF?

“Oh, I love this guy. With his long hair, and his dry erase board!  He’s so clever!”

POOP.