Nailed it. Both hands. And I’m coming for you next, 90# York Blob. Fear me. **** update: 47.5# w/ each hand. Add on maybe 2# for the loading pin, carabiner, and hub apparatus. Good day. And the best part? Obama can’t do a damn thing to take it away from me.
March 15, 2012
A quick note to those who are telling me that, because ” the goal needs to be to beat Obama,” the time has come to “rally around Romney”
If the goal all along really was to beat Obama as a matter of principle, the GOP establishment’s decision to throw its weight behind a candidate untrusted by the party’s base was probably a really really bad idea — particularly in light of the 2010 elections and the rise of the TEA Party. So perhaps it’s time they rally behind us. You know, for a change. And no need to
“Missouri Man Is First Private Business Owner to Sue HHS Over Contraception Mandate”
It’s on.
The problem with originalism is not originalism
Interesting piece in Public Discourse on “Originalism and Judicial Restraint”. Let me add a few thoughts: the “problem” with originalism is that sometimes people fail in their good-faith attempts to reach the correct interpretative conclusion. Meaning that the problem with originalism is not originalism: it is human error, which is variable we cannot remove from the interpretive equation regardless of the methodological tools we deploy. As with intentionalism, it is
Department of Labor: All your little farm children are belong to us!
Remember: if one regulation is just and useful — say, putting a cap on the number of hours per week a child under a certain age can work in a factory — than all federal regulations are just and righteous, and if you don’t happen to agree with them, you are a vicious, mercenary capitalist who, given the chance, would have bent Upton Sinclair over a butcher block and buggered
Deconstruction! Or, “Your tax dollars went to lobbying for higher taxes”
Which makes sense, I guess, in a country where so many of your tax dollars go to grow the very government that molests you hourly in ways both big and small. Time was, you wanted to be threatened and spanked, you put on a rubber gimp suit and ball gag and got bullwhipped by a butter-faced dominatrix like every other self-respecting rugged American individualist. You didn’t expect the government to
