09:02 – I’m beginning to believe that one really can find anything on the Internet. Yesterday, for some reason, I thought about a woman whose name I couldn’t remember, if indeed I’d ever known it. All I remembered was that about 30 or 35 years ago she’d done a series of commercials for No Nonsense pantyhose and that I’d also seen her playing a nurse in one episode of MASH. It took me about 30 seconds to find out that her name is Susan Blanchard. Here’s one of those commercials on YouTube.
Sunday, 6 July 2014
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Laughable Hildebeest says her outrageous university speaking fees are donated to charity. The Clinton Foundation. I wonder how much Chelsea et al get from that. $100’s thousands I bet.
Hillary Clinton said Friday that the hundreds of thousands of dollars she charges to speak at colleges all goes to charity: the Clinton Foundation.
That is pretty funny; The Clinton Foundation as charity; probably set up to launder old coke-smuggling loot from the days of their operations down in Arkansas, and no doubt it’s a nice emergency stash for when the days come again when she and that big lovable lug of a husband of hers are down-and-out in Washington and New York. Let’s just say that the brilliant and gorgeous Chelsea doesn’t have to think about money anymore, as she has recently reminded us all. It’s a well-known drag, doncha know; none of these people, and this also goes for Repubs and phony-baloney “conservatives,” (although the latter mainly keep their traps shut about this stuff) seems to have any grasp of how much they sound like the very late Marie Antoinette’s blase (and she never said it anyway) comment about eating cake.
They live in another dimension, as to wit HILLARY!’s comment about how poor they were and down to a few measly millions, etc., not long ago. People out here see that stuff and the rage just keeps simmering away. Unfortunately skeeze-balls like the Klintons will probably skate and get away with everything and not even look back, as they’ve done for decades with all the ‘good friends’ they’ve tossed from their sleigh (or under the bus in the modern parlance). The rage will end up redounding on some poor local mostly innocent banksters and CPAs and minor soap opera celebs. Some local mayor or selectman will get strung up from a lamp post, while the real chislers, grifters, thieves and war criminals will be living the High Life in their gated and guarded compounds, just like a banana republic or the old Roman Empire. That won’t save them in the end, though.
It’s “Bay Day” here today and the place is rockin’. They had their combined canoe-running-bicycle race thang this morning and now the afternoon will swing into live bands in the park behind us, maybe some food of some sort, and after dark the fireworks, which we can’t tell yet where Ground Zero is. Last year the pier was underwater and they blew them off in that same park just a hundred feet from our back porch. Lit up the back yard like midday, too. This year the pier looks good but we see zero evidence of any preparations, just a bunch of yokels fishing and hanging out. Lots of vehicles parked all over the place, though. The event gets five stars from participants each year but they say the parking sucks. No shit, it’s a tiny village on a bay with private residences, a Shell Station, the town hall and post office, and the pub. That’s it!
We recently got a questionaire from the USPS about our little post office, too, as to what we would like to see done with it, etc.; long story made short: we and probably most would prefer it continue AS IS. Don’t mess with it!
Ruh-roh. What a questionnaire like that from USPS usually means is: “we’re planning to close your local post office. Would you prefer that we close it right away, or would you prefer that we close it immediately?”
Hmmm. Just read that article. I’m afraid that guillotining her wouldn’t shut her up. I can just envision the severed head keeping on talking and talking and talking, just like the Energizer bunny.
If they close our little post office here, they’ll have to start delivering the mail by vehicle and on foot; as it stands now we here in the village have our boxes there with our own keys. It’s a hundred-fifty feet from our front door. I’d just as soon leave things as they are but hey, they wanna hand-deliver it to a box right outside the house, be my guest.
You’re right; the guillotine doesn’t shut these people up; my only explanation for how they keep banging away is that Satan is the Prince of this world and he gets free sway for a while and it’s him that ensures HILLARY! and ass-hats like her get to bedevil us forever (or until Judgement Day when the angel Gabriel blows his horn). If anyone has a better, scientific explanation, let it rip. I’m going with Satan running the whole operation right now. Why everything is the opposite of how it should be, across the board, etc. Mirror World. Bizarro World. It’s the Devil.
As the Wikipedia article on Susan Blanchard (just follow RBT’s link above) specifies, she and her husband, Charles Frank, playing the part of “Ben” Maverick, star in the made for TV movie “The New Maverick” (1978), which you can watch for free on YouTube.com – here’s the link …
“The New Maverick” ~ 1978 ~ James Garner, Charles Frank, Jack Kelly ~ Western
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qk5kFgNYs2M
“The New Maverick” Wikipedia article link …
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_New_Maverick
I used to watch “Maverick” almost every Sunday evening while I was growing up.
Guess again. What they’ll probably do is install one communal mailbox near where the current PO is. You’ll get a key to your own box. There will probably be several large shared boxes for package deliveries. The carrier uses his own key to open the large box, puts your package(s) into it, and then puts the key to that large box in your regular box. When you use that key to open the large box, it can’t be removed until the carrier uses his key to release it. The only time you’ll actually get delivery is if the shared boxes are full or your box is too big to fit.
Sweet! Great start on a fuckin’ fo’ real commune raht cheer! I can imagine all kinds of potential chit wid this chit. Cougar at the P.O. had advised me earlier to give the box number as my return address, even for Amazon and the like, and only put the street address in if they asked for it. Which we have done. I’ll just change it all back again for packages.
“Just look at us. Everything is backwards; everything is upside down. Doctors destroy health, lawyers destroy justice, universities destroy knowledge, governments destroy freedom, the major media destroy information and religions destroy spirituality”.
~ Michael Ellner ~
https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/1076813.Michael_Ellner
http://coyoteprime-runningcauseicantfly.blogspot.com/2010/05/michael-ellner-everything-is-backwards.html
Heh. Looking at his page, I noticed the quote: Ad astra per aspera
Back in 1997, when I finished writing the book Windows NT Server 4.0 for NetWare Administrators, I sent my editor Robert Denn a thank-you gift. I sent it through Signals or one of those places that sends gift packages. They gave me a short field for a message. Robert and I both took a fair amount of Latin while were in school, so I entered “Ad astra per aspera, Bob”
I got a call from Robert to thank me for the gift. He said they’d printed the message on the label itself, but all that was visible when he received it was “aspera, Bob”. Robert said he said there for a while wondering who Bob Aspera was and why he’d be sending a gift.
Robert was great fun to work with. We had running battles about stuff like that versus which (Robert was a member of the whichhunters brigade…), British versus US placement of periods within or without a direct quote, and the dreaded serial comma. When I argued that the comma replaced “and” (as in “red, green and blue” = “red and green and blue”, so “red, green, and blue” = “red and green and and blue”).
In response to that, Robert sent me a short email: “I’d like to thank my parents, Ayn Rand and God”, to which I replied, “How did you know who my parents are?”
This should go over well in the fly-over states (not!):
http://www.breitbart.com/Breitbart-Texas/2014/07/06/SOURCE-FEDS-To-Bring-in-Riot-Squad-Against-Illegal-Immigration-Protesters
“…Windows NT Server 4.0 for NetWare Administrators…”
The year that book came out I was the sole NT admin for EDS Wireless Division in Waltham, MA, about 300 users, in addition to my regular sys admin gig for VAX/VMS and OpenVMS and backup UNIX admin. A year later I’d moved up here and had a state job, with a DEC AlphaServer in my office first running OpenVMS, which the ass-hats made me change to NT. Then they took out the microVAX that was also in my office. The email and “office productivity” suite there was NetWare and GroupWise at that time. The day I started the job, the mangler who’d hired me had left; two weeks later the network admin left, and I had the whole enchilada for five state gummint agencies. To make a long and very dismal story short; all went well for three years and then a new mangler rolled in with her own people and they squeezed me out, after first making every minute of every workday for me absolutely miserable. I lasted only four years in state gummint; Mrs. OFD lasted ten, until the same thing was done to her, only up on another scale of magnitude.
But I remember Bob’s books as being excellent and of much help during my little IT career back then. I also still have the “Astronomy Hacks” book around here somewhere and now that we’re under significantly darker skies I should break it out again and we should get cracking on that, get outta the house on these cold clear nights coming up.
Bay Day proceeds here; wife did a foot patrol recon of the town park behind us and made a video with her Droid; lotsa folks eating, drinking, swimming, boating, and listening to fake folk/country music. Rock later, probably. The standard uniform for gents is the usual, baggy shorts down to tattooed mid-calf, XXL t-shirt hanging to their knees, baseball hat, more tattoos, and often smoking a ciggie. Wimmenz about the same, only much, much fatter, with hair pulled back very tightly in greasy bun. Yes, folks, the Redneck Riviera on Bay Day, thankfully only one day a year. And enough “normal” folks around to take the edge off. This has also cut down on the usual local yokel vehicle rackets; saw a cop car briefly this morning, and a couple of miles away on my short errand to the store saw three VT state police cruisers flying at about 80 heading for the shore. And no blue lights or sirens.
Mrs. OFD about to head out for a week in MA and NH, day gig in Manchester. While staying with son and DIL and grandkids. I will be holding the fort here and doing tons of scut and grunge work per usual.
Okay, since we’re talking punctuation and such…
When do you use single quotes, and when double?
Me, personally? I use double quotes for direct quotations, direct speech, and use-mention and single quotes within double quotes for quoted material within a quote.
Miles_Teg, single vs double quote usage depends on whether you follow the Brit standard or the correct standard.
Hm, I use double quotes unless something I’m quoting already has double quotes in it, in which case I use singles.
“U.S. needs ‘to do right’ for immigrant children: official”
http://news.yahoo.com/u-needs-immigrant-children-official-175713681.html;_ylt=AwrBJR7.krlTLz0ATRbQtDMD
Do it for the children!
After all, who cares about the poor taxpayers? Certainly not our government in the USA. They certainly do not care about present taxpayers and future taxpayers, pffffft!
“…depends on whether you follow the Brit standard or the correct standard.”
There it is.
But miles-teg sez “Long Live the Queen!” Sorry, Charlie, that tuna won’t float here in the land of the twee and home of the knaves. We threw some punches at them, they threw some back, and then we all said the hell with it, until the buggers came back in 1812 and had to be rubbished again and sent packing. Since then we just spy on each other and proclaim we’re great pals forever and ever, world without end, amen.
Them Fed riot squads heading to Kalifornia sound like more fun than a barrel of immigrant monkeys! Concrete barriers, watchtowers, riot shields, lying to the public repeatedly and changing stories, what great fun! So reminiscent of those glorious days of yore, during the civil rights marches in the benighted and bigoted South! This is exactly the SAME THING, ya know! Heroic peoples, yearning to breathe free, shaking off the feudal yokes that bind them, marching to the Promised Land! Just like the Stonewall Rising (criminal drunk riot) in the Glorious Sixties! All just folks doing it outta love, man!
“They certainly do not care about present taxpayers and future taxpayers…”
There’s always someone who don’t get the word.
They mean to bleed us white, Grasshopper. They mean to squeeze us dry. There will be zero mercy for us and they will ruin us in the end.
After which we will ruin them.
See various histories of revolts and civil wars and suchlike, in the Anglo-American world *alone* that illustrate this cycle. They’re gonna keep pushing and grinding until we finally have had enough. That day will be very interesting here.
Concrete barriers, watchtowers, riot shields, lying to the public repeatedly and changing stories, what great fun! So reminiscent of those glorious days of yore, during the civil rights marches in the benighted and bigoted South! This is exactly the SAME THING, ya know!
Sounds like Kent State in 1970 to me.
Ah yes, Kent State, where they issued live M1 ammo to green troops.
I’d had arguments with my dad back then about the protests and demonstrations and all that stuff and he was a Goldwater-Nixon Repub, basically. I went to SDS and PLP and Panther stuff in Boston and led walkouts at the skool, in between drinking and doping and rock concerts and also working multiple part-time jobs and the sports teams and the Episcopal Youth Fellowship plus acolyte stuff. Busy boy, just beavering away all the time, loads of energy, ate like a trucker and stayed rail thin.
Anyway he came home one night from work and dropped the paper on the kitchen table and looked kind of stunned and said “They shot four kids out in Ohio today.” It was kind of a shocker back then; no one’d noticed the fatalities at Jackson State, of course. The demonstrations all over the place were ’cause word got out we had Army troops going into Cambodia, haha. Five years later OFD was there, too, ain’t it wild how ironic life can be sometimes, eh?
Well we hope no one gets hurt out there in Kalifornia when the Fed goons show up.
Well we hope no one gets hurt out there in Kalifornia when the Fed goons show up.
I can see the Feds busting out those CONEXs full of ammo as we type. You know, rotate the stock and all. Just buy more with gummit money (read tax payer).
I think the most surprising thing about that commercial was that it was advertising a sale by showing a printed circular. More than the dress or hairstyles, that marks it as being from a forgotten era.
Yeah, one when we still had newspapers. ;(
That’s the general opinion of most of America. Hence, the Google Effect. Where everyone believes you can quickly look everything up online so there is no point in memorizing anything anymore.
Yeah, one when we still had newspapers. ;(
I still take the Houston Chronicle. It costs $130/quarter now. Very expensive!
I pick up the local rag a coupla times a week, mainly to check the local politics and police beat nooz, get a handle on the miscreants and felons in all categories, plus occasional sales and events and suchlike.
That’s about it, except for the net and shortwave radio. For the net I usually check Drudge, the Boston Herald, the Worcester Telegram & Gazette, and Slashdot. Sometimes I’ll look at the Christian Science Monitor and the UK papers.