Camille Paglia on Obama, Madonna and Daniela Mercury | Salon

Obama’s tire gauge mini-crusade was a mortifying misfire with those same voters — a shiny little gadget specializing in the literally lightweight issue of air versus the greasy, brawny push for massive, phallic drilling into the seabed of mother earth. Symbols matter!

What a fucking lunatic. When did Camille go so non-linear? Maybe she always was, and I’m just dumb enough to have misread her for 20 years. Do ya reckon Camille even knows what a valve stem is, much less where it’s located? Someone needs to inform her that that air doesn’t float into tires via purity of will and good graces — it has to be compressed by greasy, brawny, massive, phallic pistons into greasy, brawny, massive, not-as-phallic (since they don’t really move much) cylinders of hard, cold steel. There’s a couple of symbols for her and NMI to contemplate during their afternoon naptime meditations on conserving our way to global greatness.

I guess it’s too late to start a Whale Oil Conservation movement? No, now we gotta save the stupid whales.

OH DEAR IT GETS BETTER UPDATE: Hillary is setting feminism back — defining women as petulant brats driven by emotion rather than logic and fair play. What the hell was all that horsehit about symbols, you dizzy cow? Pick a theme! And she still loves Madonna, madly…four damn pages worth of hagiography for Ms. Ciccone-Ritchie and some other chick singer you’ve never heard of…knock me over with a feather. There’s a writer I can take off my Read Regularly list. The creeping dementia reminds me too much of myself.

Mid-life crisis or just stupid?

In front, in the place of honor under the carport, is the 1978 Silverado I bought one week after buying the former Tiny Bidness. It’s been sitting for two years, since I sold original Tiny Bidness, so there’s a little bit of work to do. For example, when I went to pick it up, there was softball-sized mud-dauber nest on the carb at the throttle linkage. The allure is the 454 rat motor in it. Problem is, I have no idea if it’s even worth salvaging. But there’s no reason not to try, right? Cuz that’s the kind of bash-around truck I want - carb, duallies, power steering and a radio. If I can tune this thing to be able to get on down the road for a reasonable distance and at a reasonable pace, well, there’s my hunting/camping/fishing/kayaking driver. A new seat, and battery-operated jambox in the floorboard, and I’m good to go, no?

Back behind it is the 11-year newer Ford F150 Lariat with the 351W. Pshaw on that fuel-injected over-computerized thing. “Remove it from my sight.” Well, maybe not…it’s still a decent runner, just has all those damn chips and pods and codes, and I feel like a moron when I open up the hood. Hell, I dunno…what I think I should do is engineer a trade for a 20-year-older 4×4.

As an observation — whatever happened to the bench seat? Even the baseline, so-Spartan-it-hurts newish base models have those faux split benches. A man needs to be able to set his big old fat arm on the back of the seat sometimes and rest it. And how do kids these days get their gals to snuggle up to them when blasting down a blacktop road at midnight? It never was too romantic to just hold hands over a dumb console. I say we’ve lost something in America when we decided to ditch the bench seat.

OK, I’m off to LMC, Jegs, and JC Whitney.

Bigfoot Found Dead Video: Press Conference Pending Sasquatch Body Picture - Original News: The Post Chronicle

Looks like he climbed into an unused, unlocked freezer chest and then couldn’t get out and suffocated. Poor Sasquatch!

Press conference to come Friday, complete with DNA evidence and photo evidence. What I wouldn’t give to be there.

Anyway…I figure Chupacabra news needs a Sasquatch follow-up. Any more monsters that need a follow-up? Lady of the Lake sightings? Hooks dangling from car door handles?

OK, then — how about The Ass-entials of Beach Volleyball?

Caught on Tape: Could this be the mythical “Chupacabra?” | KGNS | Local

A sheriff’s department in Texas believes it may have caught the legendary chupacabra on camera.
Dewitt county deputies on patrol recorded what they believe is the mythical creature.

Some good ol’ boy sheriffs are putting a good one over on the highly-trained journalists. They even admit they’re doing it for attention. Watch the video of a dog or coyote or whatever, but especially listen for Mr. Espanol Overpronunciation Man. Hilarious!