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“I’ve gotta tell you, Billy, I am totally psyched about the next round of Crawford protests—especially now that I have my own little parcel of earth from which to speak Truth to Power. I feel like a new-age Moses almost, an oracle chosen by the universe to present its message of love and peace!
“Of course, we did, unfortunately, run into a few permit problems, so we have no running water or electricity. Which means generators, tents, and Port-A-Potties. But hey, at least it’s not a ditch this time, right?—and besides, having to rough it a bit will recall, for many comrades-in-arms hoping to end neocon and Zionist aggression, those heady days of Woodstock, or Hoffman and the Yippies.* |
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“Well, either that—or the rows of filthy, overstuffed Port-A-Potties might remind people just how completely full of shit your whole enterprise has become.
Which, that would be kinda ironic, wouldn’t it?”* |
Could someone please explain exactly what “speaking Truth to Power” really effin’ means?
And has Cindy stopped tap dancing on her sons grave yet?
How DARE you? Does “absolute moral authority” mean nothing to you neocons?
I notice Cindy never seems to take note of Mr. Jack’s pearls of wisdom…….
Has she bothered to MARK it yet? The DoD provides free markers!
Great,
What would we do without CINDY in our lives? If we get lucky, maybe she will invite Hugo over for a barbecue…..
That’s because Billy Jack’s words would have to get past all of the leftist BS and Bush Derangement Syndrome in her thick skull to have an impact.
As bad as she’s got that, that stuff is like inpenetrable, man.
I don’t know but I’m willing to do a test run for a little while.
Back to er, normal around here, I see. Nice! Now if only the ‘dillo would rest his ass and prep for the dance tomorrow…*Looks around* What? It can happen!
TW: Miles of smiles…
Don’t these people bathe? Even if they flush the crappers regularly it’s gonna smell like a hog farm in a few days.
There seems to be an ongoing “pattern” to their hygiene needs inside and out
Sheehan is in Lebanon today. She will probably meet with members of Hezbollah as they share the same anti-Semitic, kill all Jews values. With any luck, they will show her exactly what they do and how they feel about women that speak their minds and have no time for male run societies.
One can only dream.
Oh and on this note:
Go Jeffie…it’s your birfday…go Jeffie go go go!!!
Oh, and The Holy Mother Sheehan can say any little insane thing she wants. But, she also has to know that she will be called on her B.S.
Well, if St. Cindy needs generators, water, and portapotty service, she’ll be living pretty much like most of the troops do in Iraq. All provided by contractors.
So if she needs a service provider, she could always go to someone very experienced with this sort of logistical work. May I suggest Kellogg, Brown, and Root, a subsudiary of Halliburton?
Lily-Belle of http://anecdotesfromabananarepublic.blogspot.com/ has a superb post on Israel’s surprise hacking of Hezbollah’s Al Manar TV station that took place earlier today. It seems a distinguished Tzahal “Arabist†appeared on the terrorists’ captured screens for a few minutes and said the following to his “captivated†Mohammedan audience:
“Stop fighting the Israeli army, an army of steel… Stop listening to patriotic hymns for a moment…Reflect and bring your feet back to the ground..†[sic]
Hmm … A case of Levite levitation, maybe?
Or a carefully executed media “blitz†by Tel-Aviv’s Orientalist experts (“Anî speak Arabich fluent. Yitzzraëlîm friendz of fig-eatin camel-man viz towel on the ‘Rishôn’. Shalom Abdul. Peace. Shazam Aleykhêm.â€Â) and other brilliant graduates of <b>The Sherry Shriver School of Advanced Alien Communication.
Frankly, I’m starting to wonder if it’s true what they say about Anglo-Israelite eschatology and the long-awaited advent of the Age of Aquarius!
On a second thought tough, with all due respect to UFOs and Mars men, I think we might call it the Age of the Missing Leash.
Opens up a whole range of (not so) hidden meanings…
Future generations will remember the reign of George W. Bushmert
As the Age of the Missing Leash: from Abu Ghraib’s Arabivorous German shepherds
To the escaped Israeli anaconda now suffocating the Texan snake-oil salesman who raised it!
Holy Jeebus, Dr. Vic can bring the crazy with the best of them. Reading his posts is almost as comical as watching Shewhomustnotbenamed commit hari kari in public.
TW : Not that it matters …
The whole premise of this series is flawed. She’s not anti-war, she’s on the other side.
Dr. Vega,
I’ll trade you a STFU for a WTF. Hell, take ‘em both.
I’m starting to miss the OJ/Mr. Bubble conspiracist.
TW: “Hell” is (certain) other people.
Dear Chairperson,
You say:
“She’s not anti-war, she’s on the other side”
Frankly, I wonder who’s really on the “other†side…
Without going into Meyssan territory for the Frenchman has become “radioactive material†to many “rational†American minds (notice how, since circa 2002 and the shameless mass-marketing of the Iraq war, France, once the darling of American elites from Thomas Jefferson to Cole Porter, has become a mere province of “Eurabia†[sic] in neocon newspeak- a crooked dialect derived from Trotskyite activism and modern Hebrew), one has to recognize, from a purely statistical standpoint, the abnormally high occurrence of far too many “coincidences†when it comes to the official narrative soup we’re being served every day about Al-Qaeda and other groups of “radical Ayyyrâb Djeeeeehâdee terrists†on the verge on invading the infidel pastures of Wyoming, all in the name of the Almighty and his bearded vicar PBUH!
British journalist Jane Bradley puts it this way:
“ … ‘I have tried, without success, to find a single bombing attributed to ‘Al-Qaeda’ that hasn’t been ‘masterminded’ (according to terrorism ‘experts’ and their mouthpieces in the press) by an informant connected to some or other intelligence agency.’
This may suggest a modus operandi on the part of either Al-Qaeda, the intelligence agencies with which her members so frequently interface, or both. In the case of the CIA and Al-Qaeda, it is becoming increasingly difficult to separate the goals, strategies and even membership of these two groups, despite their alleged, bitter and mutual enmity. The convergence of personnel and the remarkable proclivity of Al-Qaeda to promote Anglo-American/Israeli business interests by blowing things up or issuing communiques just at the right time and just at the right place…â€Â.
Read more <a href=”http://www.prisonplanet.com/Pages/Sept05/150905Pearlman.htm “>here.</a>
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I mean read more <a href=”http://www.prisonplanet.com/Pages/Sept05/150905Pearlman.htm “ target=”_blank”>here</a>
Victorino: So, someone showed you how to use the computer you got for Christmas. I’m impressed.
Jeff, you left the liquor cabinet open again.
Is there a shortage of Lithium on the Left ?
Since it was mentioned above that Cindy was now in Lebanon I thought that it would be nice to link to Lee Smith’s report. Lee Smith writes how the people of Lebanon are not all suddenly siding with the Jew-haters (and their confused Fellow travelers):
”My friend Fawaz called last week from Lebanon with reports of a rumor.
“There are lots of stories going around Beirut that Hezbollah M.P. Mohammed Raad is dead,” says Fawaz. “And get this–more than 500 Hezbollah fighters have been killed and are lying around area hospitals. That’s a lot of virgins on call.”
Whether or not such rumors are true, they indicate something about the state of affairs right now in Lebanon. There are many Lebanese imagining, fantasizing, hoping against hope that Hezbollah will be wiped from the face of the earth. Some are even joking about it.
“The new one,” Fawaz says, “is that they’re going to play the next World Cup in the Daheyh [the Shiite neighborhood]–the whole thing’s been leveled nice and flat.”
This narrative, including the morbid jokes at the expense of the heavily Shiite southern suburbs and the spectacular number of Hezbollah dead, runs against the current Western news narrative.”
link
Maybe there is hope after all and all those terrible ‘ifs’ will stop accumulating before it is too late.
The bits that I understand are completely wrong, and the bits that may or may not be completely wrong are incomprehensible.
Are we sure that Dr Vic isn’t behind the 2006 Dem platform?
Anyone else get a visual of the Mel Gibson Southpark smackdown when reading Dr. V’s excretions? Too funny.
TW: That‘s comedy gold!!
NB: Vic didn’t make an appearance when the primary subject was the Madness of Dr. Frisch.
TW: Almost as if he had nothing against it.
Amy: I’ll bet Vic’s living room is up to the ceiling in old newspapers. He lives with 17 cats. Dried fecal matter clings to his beard.
Ahem: Don’t forget the ant infested feeding dishes, blow fly larvae and possibly a mummified relative in the back room.
TW: Stay. Not if I can help it…lol.
Hey Dr. Vic,
have you ever written notes to the IRS on aluminum foil so that the government can’t read them with their x-ray copters and then sent them with wrapped around hand made adobe bricks to the Norhtern District Court of Texas with a request that the judge recuse himself from all matters pertaining to Roswell?
I only ask because that rant looks familiar.
TW: We wanted Jeff and the Dillo back BECAUSE OF THE QUALITY
You Pharisaic neocon Trotskyite Pharisees!
Hey Doc Vic,
Before those nice men take you back, can you give me another Ambien scrip?
If you give me a refill, I’ll turn my head and cough for ya’ again!!
Please?
Did someone take a giant shit in here?
Oh, hey Dr. Vic.
T/W shot: We couldn’t be lucky enough.
ahem, not that I really want to know, ya know, but is that dried fecal matter feline or sapient? Not that that feline fecal matter is to be ignored, but sapient shit just sounds so much better…
Has she bothered to MARK it yet? The DoD provides free markers!
No, Cindy Sheehan did not. But Mr. Sheehan did.
TW: trade
Uh, no I couldn’t…
Cindy has the physique of a trucker, the intelligence of a bovine, and the compassion of a crocodile.
geeze: I tend to think it would be his own, probably from having his head up his ass most of the time. But I could be wrong…
Just for the hell of it, I thought I’d run Dr. Vega’s babble through babelfish just to see if it makes any more sense. I went from English to French and back again. Tell me what you think.
I think we’re dealing with a rantbot.
Does it translate from English to English?
I wonder what language Dr Vic’s rant starts in to end up in English? How many passes through Babelfish?
Arabic to Mandarin to Urdu to English?
I can’t find “Totallybatshitcrazy to English” anywhere on Bablefish. Any ideas?
Doktor Vic,
Thank you! I really need that. Really. If only I could stop chuckling, but really. Thanks.
Sane Mateo
Chariman Me,
LMAO!
Moonbat to English isn’t there, either, MarkD.
Any recovering Moonbats out there that can translate Dr. Vega?
Moonbat to English isn’t there, either, dRoast.
Sheesh.
Dr. Vega = hot air.
More like flatulence, really.
Cindy: “Yo, Billy Jack, gimme big hug.”
Billy Jack: “Hiya. Whoa, chick, you’re carrying around alot of extra baggage there. Oh, you’ve been fasting…..
And I still think Jeff is Dr. Vega. Dude is just too rich.
Isn’t that a key qualifier for being a true American leftist and all-around nudnik, that your thought makes more sense once it’s been translated into French and then back into English? (See: Kerry, John.)
Anyway, that’s one marker of the “return to normalcy”: Dr Vic shows up spouting the usual nonsense.
TW: He’s living in his own private Idaho.
Chairman,
Without a doubt, you are brilliant to have done that.
That particular phrase should be the title of some sort of clove cigarette inspired poem.
Crawford’s loss is Vacaville’s gain.
Ho ho ho ho hoooooo
Ho ho ho ho hooooooo
da da da da da da da da dum
Ho ho ho hoooooooooooooo
Ever-body was a kung-fu fighten’
da da da da da da da da dum
Those cats was fast as lightin’
da da da da da da da da dum
and it was a little bit fightnin’
ever’body was a kung-fu fighten’
I thought it was Evans to Tinker to Chance.
But I could be wrong.
Can I have western North and South Dakota? I have plans for the Badlands.
TW: Point taken.
The babelfish sucked up rant and trucker tits, exploded when it hit fecal material embedded in a beard, and left hefty hostility hovering horribly here.
Egad.
Do it for Jean and the kids.
Please.
Don’t panic.
have another Beam.
Okay, Jeff, we’ve got you. This must be satire.
Feh. As if cats aren’t rational beings. Hell, they’re smarter than I am.
… if they aren’t, why do I go to work to feed them?
Hey, France is still the “darling” of America.
I mean, we still all think they are a bunch of little girls, right?
How dare you try to divert credit for my genius to another!?
Whoever preaches that cannot comprehend that Power can be in posession of Truth.
Well said, Jeremyakova. I nominate that for Aphorism of The Week.
Cindy Sheehan + Billy Jack = irrelevancy to the second power.
New game! When did Cindy Sheehan jump the shark?
I wonder what Cindy is going to do with that little parcel when GWB ceases to be president? Continuing on with the perpetual protest would seem rather creepy and stalkerish.
Mikey: What’ll she do now? I’l bet she has a hell of a hard time getting her utilities to work reliably.
It must be that Texas humidity. And being out there in the middle of nowhere. You know payback will be certain.
Conversation at Mels American Porta Pottie
Bud…”Uh…Hey Mel, We just got a call about service for those 60 porta-pottys we dropped off at the Sheehan place last week. Should I send the Honey wagon over?”
Mel…”When did you say we dropped them off?”
Bud…”Last week, and the temps been over 100 every day.”
Mel…They should be good for 3 or 4 more weeks.
Bud…Wha?
Mel…Forget th’service. Maybe I’ll just let them keep’em.
You know, just doing my part……
stik
i found a book at the library called hippies, and it discussed the history of the flower power generation. the use of lsd etc apparently still affects the brains of the democratic party.
on talk radio the mc invited one of the aging hippie freaks to talk on the show to protest for the environment. this lady stated on that she sang songs to the trees and ate pine needles.
that aging hippie probably is unaware that trees do not have brains equipped with neurons etc and don’t have ears to appreciate having songs sung to it.
isn’t cindy of the age to have been influenced by the useless flower power generation?
The high-kicking martial art featured in the Billy Jack movies was Hapkido, not Kung Fu. The actual fight sequences were done by Korean master Bong Su Han rather than star Tom Laughlin. (Master Han also appeared as the villain in the “A Fistful of Yen” segment in “The Kentucky-Fried Movie”)