i watched MacGruber and will probably see it again. though a movie in need of at least major editing (too many jokes blew, as usual), the sex scenes were classic. one happened after i was saying to myself, “well, this would be the ultimate natural gag to do here, but they won’t have the balls.” they had the balls.
if you want to enjoy a few good laughs, with the understanding that much of the movie sucks, give it a spin. it could never have been funnier than these sketches with charles barkley though. gotta dig will forte’s singing.
if not your thing, sit down and savor Wild Target and the unsurpassed emily blunt. the most salivation.
anytime you see someone asserting “the law of x” is a good time to get skeptical. art carden:
The law of comparative advantage shows us that people can consume more than they would be able to produce on their own. […]
ugh. this law of x formula’s a fallacious crutch. he should simply write, “Comparative advantage shows us”, or similar. as noted here, referring to a “law” explains nothing. so why is he even calling it a law? because it’s a tradition from economics (and other) blowhards. it’s a tradition because it’s normally the fallacy of argument by authority. should be tossed in nearly every case, including probably every time i ever did it.
oops. bad poofitty posh poodle. but who could’ve foreseen? only those few million who rationally opposed the disaster for what we knew it would be. unlike the poodle, we tend to practice MYOB doctrine, not stepping on our sociopathic dicks at the expense of millions.
nothing rewards like failure when you’re in with the syndicate. who will “we” look to during times of failure but the “leader” who directed the failure? good plan. march of the worship of the dick steppers.
An Arizona man is in trouble with his homeowners’ association over flying the Gadsden flag, which features a coiled rattlesnake and the words “Don’t Tread on Me.” […]
LRC’s dunce david kramer needs an editor. badly. this would drop his LRC blog output by ~95%.
in his first post today he asserts that there are not three ways a state raises money, but two. this is because “borrowing” must always be paid back with stolen wealth.
good point in isolation, but what of his sticking with counterfeiting and theft as the two remaining ways? absurd. there is only one method of the state enriching itself, and it is theft. this includes “borrowing”, “taxation”, and counterfeiting (printing “money” others are forced — as in force — to use).
update 20100901:
what a fucking undeservedly arrogant bootlick child. he now writes, Read the rest of this entry
probably the most depressing feed in my blog reader is bluhm blog, centering on false confessions and wrongful convictions. false confessions tax the skill of defense lawyers as they seek to explain difficult subtlety and seemingly impossible reality to the usual dullards composing the jury box and the slovenly sadists on the bench and beyond.
reading this article linked from LvMI, it’s almost shocking how infantile is the “mainstream” view of economics in the goonited states. pushing aside the buzzwords, it comes down to this plea:
“please, great demigods calling yourselves the federal government, say something to me. grant me the blessing of your declaration. create economic miracles with your tongues and pens.” [and guns] Read the rest of this entry
six years ago — a long time to wait between sovereignty slush deliveries. can’t wait until the next announcement of iraqi sovereignty. before or after the “non-combat” fedgoon troops GTFO (AKA never)?
The Goonited States of America: Excellence through misadventure. who’s yer bagh-daddy, bitch? who’s yer daddy? when you’re not being sovereign, i mean.
[…] Erik Anderson, who was serving the customers while Scott Czerwinski manned the fry station, got into the carnival midway spirit, hawking the wares and making outrageous claims.
“Would you like to try some deep-fried goodness?” he’d ask a group of passersby. Those customers who dared ask about nutritional information were told, “The calories get fried out.” […]
so, um, this outfit’s not that funny, um… but i didn’t want it to be… ’cause i feel like, uh, when a woman’s dressed funny… there’s nothing funny about that.
with the interjection and timing of a vaudeville pro+.
