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May 11, 2006

An Islamic Declaration of War?

From LGF: Only a few blogs (and almost no mainstream media) have realized the truth about Iranian madman Ahmadinejad’s letter to President Bush. It was not an offer to negotiate, and it was not simply a lunatic’s rant. It was a calculated invitation to convert to Islam, a da’wa—an Islamic requirement (commanded by Mohammed) before waging war against unbelievers. Speaking in Jakarta, Indonesia, Ahmadinejad himself confirmed this reading today, as

“Chomsky cuddles with Hezbollah, blames U.S. & Israel for Iran’s ‘difficulty‘“

Allah has all the details—including Chomsky’s assertion that Hezbullah needs weapons in order to counter “Israeli aggression.” No word on whether Semtex-strapped teens officially count as weapons, however.  Could be they’re just considered a happy bonus, like finding a quarter stuck to the bottom of your prayer rug. At any rate, this seems the perfect opportunity to re-post some old material so that I can work out and have some

“NSA has massive database of Americans’ phone calls” (UPDATED)

More attempts by our “adversarial” press (and their leak-happy counterparts in the CIA) to gin up controversy, this time, presumably, to try to scuttle the appointment of Gen Michael Hayden as DCI. From USA Today: The National Security Agency has been secretly collecting the phone call records of tens of millions of Americans, using data provided by AT&T, Verizon and BellSouth, people with direct knowledge of the arrangement told USA

The cycle of life

Via Craig C, a MEMRI-hosted video that follows a suicide bomber in Afghanistan from beginning to end. Only my respect for Otherness keeps me from declaring suicide bombers deluded barbarians being used by fanatical ideologues who rarely, if ever, blow their ownselves up. After all, somebody’s got to buy the vests, right?

Former bulk purchaser of women’s undergarments breaks out the denial AND the funny!  Why, it’s like TWO MINTS IN ONE!

Or, if you prefer, one of those “happy endings” my massage-aficionado friends are always going on about.  At any rate, responding to this whole Klonopin-related dustup (which, let’s face it, were I embarrassed at all about taking a medication to help me with sudden onset anxiety attacks, I probably wouldn’t poke fun at myself by reproducing private conversations with my pills, something I began doing in early January), Tbogg—one-time darling