Department of Magical Creatures, Second Floor

Obama’s land of rainbows and unicorns is crumbling fast – his approval rating is now -8 and sinking like his stimulus package. What’s the point of another round of links – where he disses America, rewrites history, pals around with terrorists, forgets his own story, ogles an under-age girl? It’s all SSDD. Day after day, it’s sooooo mind-numbing. I think it’s all part of his Evil Plan; so let’s do something different today to throw him off our scent. In honor of an upcoming movie, let’s visit a mythical Ministry and check out some departments, where we might even find some grown ups (gasp!).

Department of Underage Magic – It’s official. We’re entering an El Nino pattern.

For more than a century, ship captains and fishers have been aware of a recurring pattern in the weather in the eastern Pacific, which tends to repeat itself every 3 to 4 years. The pattern is known as El Niño–or “The Boy Child”–because its effects seem to be felt the most around Christmastime. Scientists now understand that an El Niño period begins when a narrow but well-defined band of surface water, at least 0.5°C warmer than normal, accumulates in the eastern equatorial Pacific and spreads westward during late spring and early summer (see diagram). Satellite data have now confirmed just such a pattern, report scientists at the U.S. National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA).

You know how those nerdoid El Ninos in the Global Warming Pseudo-Science Club will spin this. Like the bad little boy the pattern is named after, they will spread fear like dementers in a drain pipe. You’ve been warned.

Department of Transparent Inquisigorical InquisitionsExcellent questions that won’t be asked. Finesse is needed, because

…in altering the fundamentally libertarian course of the Constitution towards a Progressive, utopian course, you can’t just turn the ship on a dime.

Unless it’s from Durmstrang and sails underwater. Already guaranteed a smooth confirmation; she won’t even be offered the gratis tour of Azkaban.

Department of the Real Secrets that are Really Kept Secret – Government officials charged with keeping highly classified information – really kept it secret? Really? No wonder Pelsoi is drinking the Polyjuice Potion.

Department of Navel-Gazing, Upper Umbridge Division – Young wizards should not be taught the teachings of the Founders, or any rights and/or privileges afforded them by their Constitution, because, well, that’s just wrong. It gets in the way of the brain-washing and they wouldn’t learn to grovel immediately to the third incarnation of Tom Riddle.

Department of Magical Healing – Us muggles don’t have the advantage of charms and magic to heal our many health woes. No St. Mungo’s for us. We have to rely on muggle doctors, and their inventive treatments. Under the Unicorn Wizard’s new and magical plan, how many will suffer and die, needlessly? He-Who-Can’t-Be-Named must be very happy. That is, if he’s capable of such an emotion.

Department of Paranormal Paranoia – My own paranoia was previously mentioned and this bit of news doesn’t help at all.

According to a former 31-year IBM employee, the highly-publicized, mandatory switch from analog to digital television is mainly being done to free up analog frequencies and make room for scanners used to read implantable RFID microchips and track people and products throughout the world.

What have we here… an Obamatized Marauder’s Map? Keep up with us, he will. They all will. Time to look for that Invisibility Cloak.

The Big 2008 Sigh

The Soap Opera known as My Life continues.

Sorry for the light blogging of late. Between going back to work after the campus holiday and being under the weather all weekend and overwhelmed by flaky cars and hysterical college drama and chasing my tail about how to go about spiffing up this little blog and worrying about my friend and her husband with the newly discovered prostate cancer and staring down the barrel of a birthday with a ZERO in it, well… SIGH (queue dramatic effect) … I’m trying.

At least I haven’t cried. Yet. Give me a minute, I’m sure a can work a good one up.

Fausta is on the ball with her Monday Latin American carnival. She even managed to shop! A cute red shirt, on sale even. I can’t get the laundry caught up.

Gerard has the coolest round-up ever (with pictures) and supports the American Thinker’s notion of a real POTY. Gerard is the greatest. And he’s been some of the same places I have. I want to go back. Yeah, that’s the ticket. I need a vacation.

With one one of many on the way to the slammer , another gets his reward. Read his last post here. Full of quotes, my favorite is (from Babylon 5)

“I will see you again, in the place where no shadows fall.”

RIP dear son of America. Sooner or later they will come for me; I refuse to be assimilated. Yoda always said I was a stubborn padawan.

Neo walks. Maybe some exercise will help?

Morons 1, Good Guys 0. Unbelievable. Now you have to even sanitize stories. PC-ness runs amuck. Notice the article doesn’t mention the judge’s political affiliation. You know what that means. While you’re at it, queue the banjos….

I am sick to death of this election already. Our primary is February 5. We will have to literally unplug the phones.

During the bout of crumminess this weekend, I rewatched Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I’d seen it several times, but this time I was stuck at the similarities between the lies published by the Daily Prophet, the clueless Ministry of Magic being manipulated by a shadowy evil and our own media/political machine. Voldemort is definitely running the show. Speaking of media, the NYT gave Michelle Malkin credit for a quote. Trouble is, she didn’t say it. Fact-checking? What fact-checking? At least I try to make sure what I write/cite is true. But I’m just little ol’ me, not a giant international news organization rotting from within. Wait – maybe I am – oh man, it’s that birthday thing again.

Dang. Sigh. Huh…..?

Ohio State just scored their first touchdown. As much as I hate them, I hate LSU even more. Go Dawgs! (h/t Get The Picture)

Ohio State just scored a field goal. ((knowing snicker)) I’m not dead yet, I’m feeling better. 😉

UPDATE: Dammit. Well, I guess the ESPN airbags are happy!

Alex, I’ll take Cowardly Capitulation for $500, Please

I truly admire single parents. I only have to do this for 11 days and so far I’m on day 7. I’m exhausted. God gives you the strength to do you need to do. Heaven bless them all!

Harry Reid, self-appointed Weasel Duluxe, has embarrassed the Senate and whatever Senators remain in that chamber of hot air with any sense of a moral compass. The fine state of Nevada should begin impeach proceedings against him immediately. In an earlier time, where men had glands and weren’t afraid to use them, he would have been branded a traitor, tarred and feathered and turned out into the streets. Today, in the PC/MC asylum called American Politics he’s applauded as a towering icon of truth. I say speaker of treason, of sedition. Aiding and abetting the enemy. I wouldn’t be surprised if he sported a suicide-bomb belt as his latest fashion accessory.

The ever vigilant Captain Ed summarizes Harry’s positions, with appropriate rebuttals. While Fausta likes #3, I tend to like #2. Here Harry is having a classic playground meltdown – stomping his feet and saying “I don’t believe you, you poopyhead!” Here a decorated general, who has obviously more experience in all things military, is giving measured answers to hostile committee after hostile committee and the big chief Senator gets his drawers in a wad. David Broder of the WaPo seems to be the only fella in these parts with said glands noted above, willing to call Reid was he really is.

Most of these earlier gaffes were personal, bespeaking a kind of displaced aggressiveness on the part of the onetime amateur boxer. But Reid’s verbal wanderings on the war in Iraq are consequential — not just for his party and the Senate but for the more important question of what happens to U.S. policy in that violent country and to the men and women whose lives are at stake.

Given the way the Constitution divides warmaking power between the president, as commander in chief, and Congress, as sole source of funds to support the armed services, it is essential that at some point Reid and House Speaker Nancy Pelosi be able to negotiate with the White House to determine the course America will follow until a new president takes office.

To say that Reid has sent conflicting signals about his readiness for such discussions is an understatement. It has been impossible for his own members, let alone the White House, to sort out for more than 24 hours at a time what ground Reid is prepared to defend.

Conflicting signals – you betcha! A country during war time needs leaders with steel backbones and a love of this country – not traffic directors whose whistle has lost its tweeter. I wonder if he’d be willing to defend his own backyard. Or if he’d fight to keep his granddaughter (if he has one) out of a burqua.

Michelle Malkin has a great round up as well…

Leiberman, for one (and appears to be the only one), is willing to stand up to this garbage. In his excellent WaPo piece yesterday, he noted

This [the Senate’s vote on the Iraq withdrawal timeline ]reaction is dangerously wrong. It reflects a fundamental misunderstanding of both the reality in Iraq and the nature of the enemy we are fighting there.

Now, What was it, again, the prison foreman said in Cool Hand Luke? “What we got here is…a failure to communicate.”

How many times does this subject have to be repeated for it to stick in their heads? How many times???

I can’t stomach anymore how our elected officials grind their heels into our backs, all the time smiling and shaking hands with the enemy.

All this swirling kept around in my head and then yesterday the Internet give me the perfect little gem of escapism….the new Harry Potter trailer for “Order of the Phoenix.” Coincidence? Not on your muggle life….

Good vs Evil. Veeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry Evil.

Pay attention. There’s so much wisdom in these little teaser nuggets…

Hagrid: “There’s a storm comin’, Harry, just like last time.”

Hermione: “We’ve got to be able to defend ourselves. If Umbridge refuses to teach us, we need someone who will.”

And finally, HWMNBN: “Harry Potter, you will lose…..everything.”

Harry’s has already lost his parents – his family – what could be worse? How about his freedom to choice whom he serves? To live his life free from fear?

Strong words from children’s fiction….but words that make alot of sense today.

Harry Reid

BTW, did you notice the strong family resemblance between Harry Reid and that dapper fellow on the train platform. Hmmmm…yesssss……those skeletal cheekbones, that pallid skintone and undertaker look is all the fashion now.

Indeed. We stand to lose everything.

UPDATE: The MSM begins to turn on one of it’s own, for not following the script.

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