It’s shocking to me how much the morons still earning a paycheck from ICU media companies are just absolutely digging in on a plumber from Toledo. Some dipstick was all “hey, look at me, Joe is his middle name!!!” drizzling-shits ecstatic over his remarkable journalistic find. Really? Me, my brother, my daughter — all middle names. But The Atlantic, formerly a respectable magazine*, thinks this is news these days…a plumber who asked a tough fucking question of Uhhhbama goes by his middle name. Stop the presses!

Seriously. Great work, assholes, just simply unbelievable work. You’ve done an outstanding job of knocking the peons in the teeth. Again. You miserable toads.

I’m gaming situations where this blatant fucking cheerleading backfires. What I don’t think they really realize is that this is going to come back and haunt them — it’s not going to be buried in a landfill or locked away in the vaults, like ten years ago. It’s out there, and it’s blatant as hell.

UPDATE: Just now saw that the AP chimes in. Look, if we’re going to license everything, and we will when we get our statist overlord in power, I want journos licensed, every jot and tittle, one for every precinct in which their work appears, with ridiculous fee requirements and fingerprints and Continuing Education Units, and all the rest of the nightmare visited on average Americans trying to make a living. Complete with unresponsive taxpayer-funded drones returning their calls or answering their emails. If we’re going to get more government, then by God, I want it hanging around their fucking necks, too. We’ll find out quick who’s more important to America — plumbers or typists.

* My blog was once named in The Atlantic, a thousand years ago, when Kelly was the editor, and they were trying to figure out just what the hell a blog was, exactly. Then they hired one good blogger in Megan and about 100 other shitty think-tankers with post-graduate degrees. I subscribed before I was named, and refused to renew about 2 years later when they went to the Mother Jones imitation they are now.

Deathbed Media spends more time on an Ohio plumber than they do a rich-fuck bomber

Wurzelbacher registered as an apprentice with the Ohio State Apprenticeship Council in November 2003, according to Dennis Evans, spokesman with the Department of Job and Family Services. Records show his training, which was sponsored by A &W Newell Co. of Toledo, should have wrapped last year.

“We don’t have a record of completion,” Evans said. “All we know is that he registered in the program and has gone through to the point where we should have record of completion, but we don’t.”

And that’s not the only record that’s missing from Wurzelbacher’s file. He doesn’t have a plumbing license required by the city of Toledo to practice, according to a staffer with the Toledo Division of Building Inspection. Wurzelbacher, who now works for Newell Plumbing & Heating Co., said the owner, Al Newell, has a plumbing license and that “because he works for someone else, he doesn’t need a license.”

But even that’s not true, according to the Toledo Division of Building Inspection. Wurzelbacher can’t legally do plumbing work without a license, regardless of his boss’s certification.

It’s enough to make you vomit. Ohio State Apprenticeship Council, Department of Job and Family Services, Toledo Division of Building Inspection — YOUR TAX DOLLARS AT WORK! This is what the statist mofos like Uhhhbama and his supporters have wet dreams over — endless shrieking harridans from the government, licensing every crap you take in the morning, and the pillow you lay your head down on at night. I detest them with every fiber of my being. What’s Dennis Evans done to advance the art of plumbing? What’s the fucking staffer ever done to fix a busted toilet? Nothing, that’s what I’d bet on. Nothing, except suck up your tax dollars chasing paper from one end of city hall to another, that’s what.

I am so fortunate to be an idiot savant about computers and networks and shit, and beyond-the-pale lucky to have had a friend with a dad in the business who tossed me an utterly undeserved bone as a 19 year old punk. There was zero regulation, no licensing requirements, no state boards, no idiots at the newspapers, no harpies demanding union cards — we just went out and fucking did it and built, well, you know, THE GODDAMNED INTERNET, probably the single greatest advancement to human endeavour since the internal combustion engine. It disgusts me that these hacks can click a couple of buttons and utilize our creation to try to destroy anybody that pokes their head up. Don’t worry, though — their’s is coming, and soon. Garbage like this guarantees it. They are blind to it, utterly oblivious, but it’s just around that corner up ahead.

Thank you, God, though, for what I have. Now, could you go ahead and visit some locusts & boils on the lousy meatsacks who can find time to publicize this bureaucratic nightmare for Joe but can’t even be fucking bothered to talk about Bill Ayers, Beradine Dohrn, Rev. Goddamn AmeriKKKA Wright, Tony Rezko, the missing Columbia years, and all the rest of the Obamessiah bullshit?

I know that’s wrong, to ask for trouble for my enemies, so I withdraw it. Grant me the strength to overcome it — how’s that?