Schmaltz und Grieben

July 2007

07/31/07:

ON A BLISTERING HOT SUMMER'S DAY... Here's Harumi Nemoto.

Happy Tuesday!

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07/30/07:

WHO'S THE CLOWN WHO WROTE THIS RULEBOOK? I'm not usually one to play armchair general, and I have nothing but the utmost respect for our soldiers, sailors, and Marines.

But how many of our troops have died because of this?

“There are four men on the roof,” a soldier said. “You can’t see them anymore. They just ducked away as we got here.”

“They have a little bunker up there,” he continued. “You can’t see it from here, but it has sand bags and sniper netting around it.”

“What are you going to do?” I said.

“Nothing,” he said. “It’s a mosque.”

“They’re violating curfew,” I said, “and stalking us in the dark from a militarized mosque. And you aren’t going to do anything?”

“Our rules of engagement say we can’t interfere in any way with a mosque unless they are shooting at us,” he said.

We left our stalker with his “co-workers” and walked away.

Hey, I'm all for respecting houses of worship... when they are used as houses of worship. But after the first Fallujah campaign, it should have been obvious to anyone that there was a pressing need to revisit the sanctity of mosques used as terror bases.

Again: How many of our troops have died because of this insane dictum? How many more will in the future?

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THEY'RE MAKIN' MILK OUTTA POWDER, GOT THE BABIES CRYIN'! Prison "Islamophobes" Torment Terrorist Imam

Our enemy would be so much more interesting if they didn't seethe, whine, and cry like babies every time they get popped.

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GOV'T-FUNDED SAUDI STEALTH DHIMMIFICATION PROGRAM PROCEEDS APACE: Remember back in early June, when we reported on a dhimmification exercise at a New Hampshire middle school?

Now elementary educators in nearby Massachusetts have been lapping up Saudi-funded Islamization curriculums provided by the taxpayer-supported Harvard Center for Middle Eastern Studies.

And where is the federal government in all of this? Surprise: It would seem that they have abandoned oversight of the Title VI program.

Someone in Riyadh is laughing his way all the way to the bomb factory.

(Hat tip: Deb)

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07/26/07:

GOVERNOR ASSHAT'S PRIVATE ZOO: I had an interesting experience on the way back home from my recent sojourn to Iowa and Minnesota (see post below).

I've told people for many years how proud I am when I return to Wisconsin from just about anywhere else: The first thing one notices is how painfully clean and well-kept the state is, the barns tidy, the roadsides neatly mowed, the trash always dutifully picked up by citizen volunteers. The Swiss and Nordic background of many of Wisconsin's residents shines through loud and clear.

Enter former Attorney General, now Governor Jim "Asshat" "I Don't Like That Law, So Ignore It" Doyle, whose shining gift to our state (other than making us known as "The West Virginia of the North") is his personal zoo of roadside carrion that brings to mind nothing so much as a very bad bonus level of Redneck Rampage.

Witnessed on the shoulder of I-94: A dog (or maybe coyote?) of which nothing remained but a swatch of yellow fur, teeth, and a ribcage. Numerous wild turkeys that decay had reduced to feathers and legs. Dozens of huge oil slicks (with fur) that had once been deer, perhaps four or five months ago. Cats. Opossums. And far too many raccoons to count, many of them also in the skeletal state of final decomposition.

I was listening to The Drive-By Truckers, and it was the perfect soundtrack for the charnel house Governor Asshat has made of Wisconsin's public highways. I mean, I know the state has fallen upon hard times. But at least neighboring states (many of which have also fallen on hard times) pick up the damned roadkill.

Welcome to life under the Democratic Politburo. I can hardly wait to see what happens next.

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A BIT O' TUESDAY ON THURSDAY: Ana Beatriz Barros graces our pages for a second time.

I've been on the road with my son Michael (visiting from Israel), and we've embarked on a hip-hop, trip-hop, and reggae-soaked excursion to exotic destinations like Albert Lea, Minnesota. And, oh yes, the MiniApple.

We now resume with your regular programming.

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07/23/07:

HEY! GREAT TIME TO TAKE OUR BALL AND GO HOME!
Al Qaeda in Iraq Rebelling, Joining Coalition Forces

Thanks to General Petraeus and the "surge"–and the sickening barbarity of the islamists–the tide is turning in Sunni Iraq.

So let's slink home with our tail between our legs, and the sooner the better, eh?

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07/22/07:

IMAGE OF THE DAY II: Church at Wounded Knee, South Dakota.

The massacre sign used to say "Battle of Wounded Knee" but battle has become massacre. An old gate curves above the entrance to the cemetery. The grave is surrounded by concrete and marked with a stone obelisk with the names of the Indians buried there. Some 150 are believed to be in the grave. That leaves another 200 unaccounted for, probably left frozen in the snow. The grave is surrounded by more contemporary ones. Many graves indicate that the deceased fought for the US Army in one of the World Wars. It is a clear irony that only thirty years after the army gunned down their people, these Indians were willing to volunteer to die for the country.

Image and text credit: Williamsburg Web Digital Scrapbooks

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DAILY GAAAAAAZ-O-LEEEEEEN! AWARD: Of course, high school has evolved somewhat since Big Boy's [Bill Clinton's] time. Today, they no longer teach history or maths or Latin. Instead, they teach "self-esteem": as the banner proudly fluttering over the entrance to one Midwestern hall of academe succinctly put it, "We celebrate ourselves". In my small town, whenever school board discussions turn to questions of furthering self-esteem, I politely excuse myself on the grounds that, as Telegraph alumni of English boys' schools will appreciate, self-esteem had been more or less bred out of me by the end of the first week of the first term.

Since they started teaching self-esteem, the musclebound jocks and chipmunk-cheeked cheerleaders have gotten even more insufferable. In the old days, they at least used to feel a bit sheepish about not being able to name the capital of France or spell "moron". Now you're just taught to be comfortable with who you are and, if who you are happens to be a fabulous-looking sexpot with waist-length hair, bee-stung lips, full breasts and a cute butt every stud in town would like to park his Harley on, your self-esteem levels are already high enough.

On the other hand, if you're one of the vast army of nerds, geeks, drips and fatsos, you too have to have your self-esteem issues addressed. So the school's counsellors start "working with you" to help you be comfortable about who you are, and in no time you've been miraculously transformed from a repressed lonely fantasist into a narcissistic psycho. Had he been at Hot Springs High in the Nineties, Bill Clinton would probably have opened fire on his senior prom and been gunned down by a police SWAT team. That might have been better for Arkansas state female employees, Nato's long-term future, Chinese embassy staff, etc, but, in education terms, it doesn't really have much to commend it. – Mark Steyn

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WORRIED ABOUT SAM: The last posting from Mr. Muldia on kojinshugi was on May 31.

I know that Sam had gone home to Estonia for awhile (whereupon he wrote his excellent series on that country's history), but figured that he would have returned to Winnipeg by now.

Sam, if you see this, give us a shout, eh? Hope all is well.

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