The Sickest People in the World

As the saying goes, disasters like N'awlins brings out the best in humanity... and the worst. I'm used to the usual suspects: the looters, the price gougers, the scam artists, etc. But Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you the fine folks in the Majestic Oaks Homeowners Association (and those supporting them), my winners of the Worst Humans on the Planet of the Year Award. I am sickened to read these reprobates actually live in a state that survived 4 hurricanes last year in no small part to the aid rendered by our neighbors. They can point to covenants and deed restrictions all they want... blah blah blah. The bottom line is they're seeking to deny shelter to people who've had their f-ing houses blown away, presumably because they don't want their property values affected by the presence of undesireables.

They'd better hope there's no God, because He'll have a special place in hell waiting for them.

Blogging Spam-a-Lot

Oh, for the luvva Pete.

I just blogged this little mini-entry not 10 minutes ago and noticed I had a comment. Thinking L might caught me red-handed, I checked it out, only to read a comment cautioning me against "blog spam". The nerve! A ten-minute beating with a sock of marbles for you, Mr. Anonymous!

(Update: This one got spammed too! Both spams have been, as Strong Bad would say, Deleted!)

The Hurricane Post

I'm still trying to wrap my brain around the New Orleans disaster. I had to cut myself off from the coverage because it just saddened, angered and frustrated the hell out of me. (I was nearly in tears when I saw the video of Harvey Jackson...) I don't even really have it in me to make a proper commentary, other than express my disgust at how quickly this human tragedy has degenerated into partisan blaming (don't even get me started on Mr. West's "remarks").

Not surprisingly, it's taken a foreign media source to actually try to start asking all the right questions, not just those politically convenient (People with both D's and R's behind their name's got some 'splaining to do.). I recommend the article by the BBC's Paul Reynolds. I hope he stays on top of the story.

Oh, and in case you don't know about it, there's a blog out there being written by a guy holed up in some hotel in New Orleans. With the Police Department now declaring that they're really going to get everyone out, I don't know how long this guy can keep it up, but he has a unique perspective on things.

And yes, I ponied up what I could to my charity of choice. I did so last Tuesday. I'll be making another (and another and another) as the paychecks come in.

I Wanna Princess Leia in the Metal Bikini

Ladies in skimpy Sci-Fi costumes? That sounds like everything I wanna be a part of!

(Oh, and I'm going to figure out a way to work "It was your unbelievably loose grasp on the world around you." into a conversation, preferrably some kind of insult.)

I Think He's Dead (No, I'm Not!)

Yeah... it's been a while. Actually, L called me out, hence the title. I'm going to gather up my ramblings and try to give a meaningful post. Stay tuned.