I read my blogroll! (#2)

Okay, here’s some blogrollish goodies, starting with this vicious satire from Jesus’ General. You may find it offensive, but I think he’s got a point.
In another Bush-related bash, Steve at The Poutine Diaries hit the nail on the head with How To Tell When Someone Is Lying.

On the lighter side, there is this empirical study from MIT “on the effectiveness of aluminum foil helmets“, by way of Leslie’s Omnibus. Turns out, they don’t help. (The helmets.) In fact, they may give evil government cabals even more control of our minds. (I’m having a lead and uranium helmet made right away.)

On the other end, you’ll find Wrong Door Blues, at Less People Less Idiots.

Unintended consequences can happen, even with website names. This gem is a list of such website urls via Mr. Snitch! (For example: New to Milan and you need electric light? Why not sign up on-line with Power-Gen? www.powergenitalia.com)

Spleen Saturdays

Pat Robertson is a wanker. If God existed, and he was the Old Testament God that Robertson seems to feel he is, then don’t you think that the Big Guy might also take exception to having some jerk-off put words in his mouth?

May a plague of rabbits nibble his bum.

Alternate History Fridays: The Butcher of Prague Remembers

Georg Elser stampReinhard Heydrich watched his Leader speak with pride, as they celebrated the Beer Hall Revolution, right in front of the BürgerbräuKeller, where it had all began.

Just sixteen years ago, in 1923, Hitler had stood at the very spot where he spoke now, his voice captivating a nation as he promised an end to the injustices heaped upon the German people.

He thought it was ironic. While the perpetrators of those injustices — the French and the British primarily — marked their maudlin November 11th holiday as a day to remember their soldiers killed in the Great War the proud German people had a celebration. By winning power, Hitler had transmuted the Armistice Day into a victory — the Leader’s Day.

Heydrich could not imagine what might have happened if the revolution had not been successful. What might have become of the Fatherland?

Hitler was warmed up now, and Heydrich allowed himself to be swept away in the Leader’s oratory, as he watched from a distance. He should have been standing next to him, but Himmler had grown suspicious of Heydrich’s popularity with the Leader, and not allowed him on the platform with the other Party officials.

A lot of what Hitler said didn’t really make much sense, but that did not matter. What the Leader had was certainty. Perhaps not sanity, but it was his conviction and confidence that was important.

The certainty that Austria, Czechoslovakia and Poland were not enough.

The German people needed more land, Hitler said. And it was only a matter of time before they took it. So far the war with France and Britain had been quiet, but in the spring, he knew it would explode.

Then a wall of sound assaulted his ears, Continue Reading →

Dr. Tundra’s schadenfreude-y Christmas

Christmas balls with Elections Canada logoAll Dr. Tundra wanted for Christmas was an election.

And really bad weather.

Nothing would make him happier than to watch the political classes forgo the festive season and slog through slush, sleet and the occasional snowstorm, trying to win votes. And the media having to cover the whole damned sloppy thing too.

They deserved it, the whole lot of them.

He kept hearing that “nobody wants a Christmas election”, but he thought that was the politicians speaking, not the electorate. The politicians and the media.

He had his own special wish list that he’d drawn up for the parties too:

  • Liberals — rogue party officials donate their entire campaign war chest to The Centre for Practical Ethics at York University (the Liberals are nothing if not practical).
  • Conservatives — a gold watch, which will make a nice going-away present, which they can give to Harper when they don’t win the next election.
  • NDP — spine implants.
  • Bloc — the threat of divorce, hanging over all the married members’ heads.

Uninspired by:
February election in works | Original photo by Scuddr

Carnival of Satire #8

Carnival of Satire #8Welcome to the eighth Carnival of Satire, which has an obsession with gay Paree. We invite our regular sinologists to spot the big lie in this week’s COS. A copy of The Amadeus Net for the first reader to do so! (Email Mark at skwib(at)markarayner.com.) Now, onto the posts…

Tommy at Striving For Average presents Dating in Paris.

Vox Poplar at Vox Poplar Is right About Everything & Don’t You Forget It! insists Paris is a Smokin’ Town.

Buckley F. Williams at The Nose On Your Face suggests Paris Riots Enter 8th Night, Rioters Earn Accolades.

Hoodlumman at File it Under presents The New America’s Team?.

Mr. Right at The Right Place explains The Latest Mainstream Media “Poll” – Exposed!

Fitch at Radioactive Liberty takes us far away from the City of Lights, and instead let’s us know about Venus Probed.

We look forward to next week’s submissions. Remember you can submit here with this handy form, and the COS is listed at the Ubercarnival, and at the Blog Carnival too.