In yet another shining  example of Your Tax Dollars At Work™, one of the police departments down where we were at the Bacchanal on the Comal arrested a man for committing the most cardinal of sins – showing them up.
A San Marcos man was arrested after rescuing a swimmer from the swirling waters near a restaurant on the San Marcos River over the weekend.
Police say Dave Newman, 48, disobeyed repeated orders by emergency personnel to leave the water. The police report does not mention Newman’s rescue of 35-year-old Abed Duamni of Houston on Sunday afternoon.
Very likely because that would raise the obvious question:  Where the Hell™ were they  during this sequence and what in Great Honkin Cthulu’s name were they doing while this guy Duamni was drowning?
We’ll start out the morning with a laugh from Denizen Robert Mullane:
You Know It’s Hot Outside When…
** you ask your boss for extra work so you can be in the air conditioning as much as possible
** you’ve been getting hot flashes, and you’re a man
** the swans in the park come in “original recipe” and “extra tasty crispy”
** the strawberries are ripe, and the cab drivers are even riper
** your pool water starts to boil in the sun
** the hot-dogs sold outside Yankee Stadium are actually hot
** pigs complain about sweating like fat humans
** a scalding hot shower still cools you down
** people walking down the sidewalk spontaneously burst into flames
** a $20 surcharge is added to your bill when you eat at air-conditioned restaurants
** the politicians take their hands out of your pockets to fan themselves
** you need a spatula to remove your clothing (Ed. note:  Did someone say “spatula”?)
** you wish you had gotten the cloth seats instead of leather
** you are sweating in both directions — up and down!
** your brother’s braces make blisters on his lips
** you are sitting inside reading these jokes
Mheh.
As most of you have probably guessed, I’m on board with the flag-burning amendment.
The way I see it, burning a flag is not speech – it’s action.  And while speech is protected by Article I of the Bill of Rights, actions are not.  Were the the case, I could come burn down your house and claim it was a protest – but you wouldn’t like that very much, now would you?
Nor does the “well, if it’s your  flag…” argument hold water with me.  I could burn down my house, for example, and still be charged with arson.  So, with me, the anti-amendment argument fails on both counts.
That said – I’d be perfectly happy if, instead of an amendment, a law were passed making it open season on those fucktards who actually did the burning.  Such as what happened to this bozo when he tried to be an smart-ass (hat tip:  Denizen David Hartung)…
An alleged attempt to stir up an anti-government protest by burning the U.S. flag during the city’s 14th Birthday Celebration led to the arrest of a Murrieta resident Saturday night, police officials said in a written release Sunday.
The suspect, identified as Lee Henry Vollick, 19, was charged with the misdemeanor counts of obstructing and resisting a police officer, disturbing a public assembly and attempting to incite a riot, and booked at Southwest County Detention Center in French Valley, according to jail records. He was released Sunday after apparently posting bond, which had been set at $2,500, records show.
From what I’m told, this assclown did more than attempt  to start a riot – he did  start one…at least, a mini-one.  And got his ass handed to him as a result.
Sgt. Sean Hadder said Vollick angered many attending the city’s celebration at California Oaks Sports Park earlier in the day when he had dragged a U.S. flag on the ground behind the scooter he was riding, proclaiming he was staging an anti-government protest.
Though Vollick reportedly left, he returned at about 7:55 p.m. during a musical performance and, amid the crowd, lit a flag with a cigarette lighter, incensing many spectators, Hadder said.
He said a Murrieta police officer contacted Vollick based on the danger his flag-burning posed to the audience, including children. When an officer attempted to escort Vollick out of the venue, the suspect refused and resisted an officer who attempted to grab him, the sergeant said. Several spectators along with two off-duty Murrieta police officers brought Vollick to the ground, enabling an on-duty officer to handcuff Vollick.
Note that part about “several spectators” helping to bring this pissweasel down.  From what I understand, the jerkface got his face partially rearranged during the fracas.
According to the police, the man told officers he was trying to disrupt the gathering and get others to join him as a protest against the government.
And got it shoved right back up his skanky ass as a result.
Heh.  I love this country…
It ain’t.  So bite me.
(NOTE:  This post stays on top all day.  Look below for new stuff – and there will  be some, trust me.  -LSI)
Denizens, today is our day to celebrate.  The country to which we (as well as our forefathers before us) have pledged “our lives, our fortunes, our sacred honor” turns 229 years old today.
And I would be remiss in not pointing out that today is also the libtards’ least favorite day.  For they are reminded yet again that they are a sniveling minority that gets a hard-on at the prospect of this country going to her destruction in favor of their socialistic Utopia.
Let us once again vow that we’ll bury their skanky asses – or die trying – before we allow that to happen.  I will not  stand by and watch my country become a socialist hellhole – not while I still possess life & breath.  And I know that you, my loyal Denizens, join with me in that sentiment.
I was at services yesterday at Prestonwood Baptist Church – one of the many freedoms that we are able to enjoy because of those patriots who gave themselves up 229 years ago.  And I listened to Neal Jeffery give a very inspiring message on freedom. (For those who are wondering, yes – same Neal Jeffery who was the Baylor quarterback back in the ’70s.)
Neal mentioned a point that we all too oft forget:  Freedom isn’t free – it’s been purchased by blood.  No American has enjoyed a freedom that hasn’t been paid for by someone’s ultimate sacrifice somewhere.
We would do well to remember that today.  We would do well to remember that every  day.
Happy Birthday, America.  May the God of our fathers continue to bless & keep you.
What really confuses me about Ward Churchill, the Pansy-Assed Prof™ from Buffalo Chip University, is why the fucktard is still wasting our oxygen.
Wasn’t bad enough that he called the vicims of 9-11 “little Eichmanns”.  Isn’t enough that he seeks the destruction of the United States.  Now the bastard dicklick is advocating fragging line officers:
University of Colorado professor Ward Churchill suggested to a forum on conscientious objection they might be more effective in opposing war if they supported the “fragging” or killing of line officers.
As reported by the “Pirate Ballerina” blogsite, during a Portland meeting on resistance to military recruiting, Churchill, famous for comparing Sept. 11, 2001, victims in the World Trade Center to “little Eichmanns,” twice suggested anti-war activists should support those who kill their officers.
Sir George over at Misha’s has already covered this.  And I liked what one of the LCs had to say in response:
“But Mr. Churchill, when you engage in neutralizing a military unit by means of lethal force, aren’t you engaging in…WAR??????!!!!!”
Precisely.  More to the point, the Colorado Colostomy Bag™ is engaging in something else:  Treason.
“For those of you who do, as a matter of principle, oppose war in any form, the idea of supporting a conscientious objector who’s already been inducted [and] in his combat service in Iraq might have a certain appeal,” he said. “But let me ask you this: Would you render the same support to someone who hadn’t conscientiously objected, but rather instead rolled a grenade under their line officer in order to neutralize the combat capacity of their unit?”
Later, in a question-and-answer period, Churchill was asked whether the trauma “fragging” inflicts on that officer’s family back home should be considered, he responded: “How do you feel about Adolf Eichmann’s family?”
About the same way most of America feels about you, O Coward of Colorado:  That several pieces of hot lead, .22 caliber or larger, should be forcibly impelled towards whatever object it is that sits atop your shoulders.  If you can advocate killing line officers, you son-of-a-bitch…then certainly we can advocate that, now can’t we…?
UPDATE:  Credit where credit’s due:  The SpatulaGoddess had it before any of us did, and it’s an excellent analysis.
(NOTE:  Because of yesterday’s posting problems – which, by the way, still haven’t been corrected (thanks for nothing, Hosting Matters) – I’m putting this one back up top for your reading enjoyment.)
I remember precisely where I was on the day of the LA riots.
I was working for an alarm monitoring company, and I was watching our stores in South Central LA systematically being destroyed by a collection of losers, chickenshits and pussies who thought they were a bunck of Billy-Bob Bad-Asses taking up for one of their “homies”, Rodney “I Never Met A Female Cop I Didn’t Like To Shake My Naked Ass At” King.
Had it been my call to make, I’d’ve finished what they started, Napalmed™ the entire region – which, presumably, would have taken the chickenshits out, too – and started over.
Instead, this country was stupid enough to rebuild South Central, and even allow those bastards to send one of their own to represent them:  Maxi-pad “No Justice No Peace” Waters.  Ever since then, she’s been a boil on the ass of Capitol Hill, and she was in fine form the other day as she continued to show the country just what a crack-whore-bitch she really is.
Last Saturday afternoon, I had just come back from a three-hour float down the Comal River, having ingested a goodly (for me, anyway) quantity of adult beverage – one beer and a jello shot…
…Hey, I don’t drink that much anyway, plus I’m a diabetic.  Cut me some slack, mkay…?
…and was munching down on the best ribs I’ve ever had, and that includes Tony Roma’s.
This Saturday, I was in East Garland dealing with a flat tire in 100-degree heat and 79% humidity.
Where the Hell™ is that time machine when I need it…?!
Denizens, we have a slight problem on the Pegasus.
Seems the server is choking on new posts that exceed a certain length.  I get the dreaded HTTP 500 “Internal Server Error”, and very damned little else.
I have a trouble ticket in to Hosting Matters on the problem.  Who knows – maybe they’ll even get back to me on it at some point…
Stay tuned.
Denizens, this is a test.  Feel free to ignore.
Sandy Dipshit O’Crapper – sorry, best parody I can come up with at the moment – has retired from the United States Socialist Soprano Court.
All I can say is, “Hallelujah.  Thank God.”
She leaves a legacy of being one of President Ronaldus Magnus’ few mistakes.  This bitch should never  have been confirmed to the Supreme Court, and it’s a shame that she will be forever a black mark on President Reagan’s record.
I’ll have more later.