Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Miscellaneous Bilious Pedantry
- Economic Human Rights Project, based in Somerville, Mass. Lurch country. Need we say more?
- Women's International League for Peace and Freedom. I count four Communist front keywords in this one's name.
- National Welfare Rights Union. The right for what, to sit on their butts and collect do-re-mi without any civic contribution whatsoever? Nothing dishonorable in welfare recipients doing some minor civic contributions until such time as they might actually join the taxpaying rolls. What do you want to bet if you called the contact number for these yo-yos that you'd get some woman with crying kids and Jerry Springer blaring in the background?
- Independent Progressive Politics Network. Another quadrifecta of commie keywords!
- Seacoast Peace Response. I take it these guys are unaffiliated with the Coast Guard.
- The North Shore Massachusetts chapter of the Alliance for Democracy. Lurch country again. One should always leery of any organization that has the word democracy in the title since most such groups are the antithesis of democratic concepts. The Democratic Republic of Korea and the German Democratic Republic for example.
You don't suppose that the Conservative Zionist Businessmen and Investors League is asking for voting observers from the UN, do you? (Hmmmm, if I had some more time to troll, I'd set up an organization titled as such and try to infuriate some lefties, but that'll have to remain wishful thinking. Reminds me of one of my favorite billboards of all time, a picture of a steak knife on a bulletin board for a well-known steak house with the caption "Horrifying Vegetarians Since 1950" or whatever year it was. And continuing with the stream of consciousness bit, my absolute favorite billboard was one that was alongside the Brooklyn Queens Expressway decades ago, heading northbound. The sign said "Before you cross the Kosciuszko, Smoke a Kool").
In the Blinding Glimpse Of The Obvious Department, the FBI has found human remains at a site that can be charitably described as industrial slop on the Brooklyn-Queens border. This is eloquent proof of Darwinism, as sooner or later there would be some evidence of said nefarious deeds turning up, linking The Gang That Couldn't Shoot Straight to more than a few unfortunate indispositions. You know, back in the old days, this stuff wouldn't have happened. The perceived offender would've been invited on a fishing party boat from City Island or Sheepshead Bay, which would have had a Wurlitzer jukebox on board. Somehow, the Wurlitzer and the supposed malefactor would disappear overboard during the trip somewhere well out past the 12 mile limit. If you're going to do something, do it well.....