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My thoughts on the news of the day, both local, Colorado, national and international.

Goodbye, Blue Monday

Goodbye, Blue Monday!

Thanks as always to The Other McCain, Bacon Time, Pirate’s Cove and Whores and Ale for the Rule Five links!  Now then:  Iowa’s Governor has signed into law an act adding my old home state to the list of Constitutional-carry states.  Excerpt:

Iowa Gov. Kim Reynolds signed into law Friday a law that loosens regulations on gun ownership by eliminating the need for a permit to buy or carry handguns in the state.

The new law takes effect July 1, with many calling it a “constitutional carry” bill.

“Today I signed legislation protecting the Second Amendment rights of Iowa’s law-abiding citizens while still preventing the sale of firearms to criminals and other dangerous individuals,” Reynolds said in a statement Friday afternoon.

The Republican acknowledged that the bill will not stop “bad actors” from acquiring handguns, but that it will protect her citizens’ rights.

The bill does not provide blanket freedom to purchase guns without some hurdles.

Here’s where the usual suspects chime in:

Democrats and gun violence prevention groups had called on Reynolds to veto the legislation.

“A person could be able to purchase a firearm from a private seller with no background check and then carry that firearm anywhere in public without any type of firearms proficiency training if this bill is adopted,” State Senate Minority Leader Zach Wahls, D-Coralville, told Reynolds on a call, according to the Des Moines Register.

Well, OK then – according to, sixteen states have some variation or another on no-permit-required, Constitutional carry, including our own adopted home of Alaska.  Surely it would be the simplest of things for this Wahls character to assemble some statistics on the horrible increase in accidental shootings and crimes committed with guns in those states following passage of these laws.

So why hasn’t he?   Probably because no such statistics exist.  As is always the case, the dire predictions of the gun-banners never come to pass.

This is an issue affecting a  natural right, one enshrined in the Bill of Rights.  Strict scrutiny applies.  On that score, Mr. Wahl, you fail.  Our rights take precedence over your paranoia.

Animal’s Hump Day News

Happy Hump Day!

I swear, you can’t make this shit up.  Take a look:

I distinctly remember Ronald Reagan meeting Mikhail Gorbachev in Iceland.  Reagan landed first, and was waiting when Gorbachev’s Aeroflot airliner landed – in the Icelandic wind.  Gorbachev deplaned in a typically Russian heavy overcoat and fur hat (say what you will about the Russians, they know how to dress for cold weather) and Reagan was outside waiting for him in a regular business suit.

As Gorbachev approached, he slipped on a patch of ice.  He did not fall, but before his aides could react, the older Reagan ran to his side and steadied him, as though he was the younger, stronger man, representing his younger, stronger country.

It was a great visual.  Now we have doddering, senile old Joe Biden, sending the world just the opposite message.

Great.  Just great.

With that…

On To the Links!

Yeah, that’s not going to work out the way you think.

And that’s not likely to work out at all the way you think.

The epidemic that wasn’t.

Well, this is embarrassing.  If you’re not feeling like this, you should be.

No shit, Sherlock.

No shit, Sherlock II.

From the time of dinosaurs, and before.  Cool.

Holy shit!  Watch the embedded video – there was sure as hell automatic weapons fire on the Mexico side of the river.  Believe me, I’ve heard it before – and not an automatic rifle.  That was an M-60 or something of that sort, a crew-served machine gun.  (But they have such strict gun control in Mexico!)

Neandertals took good care of their teeth.

Well, you bought a house in loony California, so…

Fuck you, China.  Right in the neck.

This is actually racist.

1.  Read riot act.  2.  Order rioters to disperse.  3. Open fire.

Another one bites the dust.

Baghdad Bob at the southern border.

Meanwhile, immigrant facilities are apparently full of giant baked potatoes.

Joe Biden(‘s handlers) can’t keep covering this shit up.

The Navy is still looking into fusion.  Not surprising, the Navy operates a lot of reactors and has plenty of nuke experts.

This Week’s Idiots:

CNN’s Stephen Collinson is an idiot.

Newsweek‘s Michael Dyson is an idiot.

The Guardian‘s David Smith is an idiot.

USA Today‘s Nicole Carroll is an idiot.

Notorious blowpig Michael Moore is still an idiot.

Colorado farmers and ranchers respond to Gov. Polis’s idiocy.

Slate‘s Pedro Gerson is an idiot.

Slate’s Jane Hu is an idiot.  I’m sensing a pattern here.

Everyone involved with this bill is an idiot.

The Week‘s Ryan Cooper is an idiot.

The Nation‘s Elie Mystal is an idiot.

And So:

Boy, this one brings back some memories.  I remember going to the Ben Franklin’s Five and Dime when I was a little kid.  They had bins of little plastic toys, dinosaurs, birds and the like.  My Mom would give me a nickel each trip, if I had behaved myself, so I could buy one.

Later, as a teenager, I worked at the Woolco in Cedar Falls, selling guns and fishing gear.  Woolco was, of course, a branch of the famous Woolworth chain of five and dime stores.  I never fell in love with a co-worker there, although I did date one of the girls from the Garden Center for a while.  Nanci Griffith did a wonderful song about that happening, however; this is Love at the Five and Dime.  And (let’s say this softly) compare this marvelous display of talent, class and skill with what passes for music today, say, for example, at the recent Emmy Awards.  Anyway.  Enjoy.

Animal’s Hump Day News

Variety is the spice of life.

Colorado (and much of the central part of the country) is still recovering from one of those spring snowstorms that, pronouncements of some weather-readers aside, really aren’t that unusual.  This week finds Mrs. Animal and yr. obdt. in Colorado, packing up for our drive up the Alaska Highway in a week and a half (stay tuned for more on that topic next week) and we have done a fair amount of shoveling.

The Old Man with his payloader

Things, snow-wise, will be a lot different in our new home in the Great Land.  Winters are a different deal up there, with wintertime accumulations of three to four feet not at all uncommon.  Forget shoveling, except maybe the little bit right by the entry doors to your house; plowing is called for, and frequently actual snow removal, where you need a front-end loader of some kind to physically remove snow from your driveway and parking areas.

The Old Man on the tractor

So I’ll probably be buying some equipment.  And that’s OK – I like equipment.  I grew up on a place where the Old Man kept some equipment around – not just an old Ford utility tractor with front-mounted hydraulic loader, but also an old 1948 Hough four-wheel-drive payloader and a 1957 Ford 3-ton dump truck.  My new place isn’t as big as the old place in Allamakee County, but I do think that a small tractor will probably still be in order.  More and more I’m going back to my roots, and I’m loving that.

On that note…

On To the Links!

Ahead, Warp Factor Eight!

No Shit, Sherlock.  Seriously, Mrs. Animal and I have been happily married for almost thirty years – and I still pay more attention to her when her nipples are erect.

John Stossel rocks.

Pot to kettle:  “You’re black!”

He’s an armless lumberjack and he’s OK.

Prediction:  Andrew Dice Cuomo will skate on all charges.  These days, having a “D” after your name is a damned effective get-out-of-jail-free card.

Still, Andrew Dice Cuomo is taking a beating in the social-media world snakepit.  He’s learning that, when worn on the other foot, the shoe pinches.

Strange bedfellows, indeed.

Fuck off, slaver!

A 2024 GOP likely nukes President Biden(‘s handlers) threats of more lockdowns.

They can’t do that to our pledges!  Only we can do that to our pledges!

So, where are all the girls in boy’s sports?

Haw haw haw!  Couldn’t have happened to a bigger dimwit.

When I wore Uncle Sam’s colors, we were told, constantly:  Never make a public political statement while in uniform.  Never become involved in political matters using your status as a service member.  Well, some today have evidently not learned that rule.

The Great Uniter strikes again.

A bit of sanity may be creeping into this issue at last.

“It is no secret that Joe Biden is not in charge of the executive branch.”  No shit.

Florida v. California on lockdowns.

Interesting critters that lived before the dinosaurs.  Cool.

Neandertal art.  Also cool.

Life on Jupiter’s moons?  Extremely cool.

Best takedown of the year so far (Note, Nia Renee Hill is Bill Burr’s wife):

This Week’s Idiots:

NY Magazine‘s Jonathan Chait is an idiot.

California Governor Gavin Antoinette Newsom is an idiot.

Fuck you, you idiot, you nincompoop, you imbecile, you sniveling, cowardly douche-bag. Fuck you, your parents, your grandparents, any brothers and/or sisters, your first and maybe even your second cousins, and the horse you rode in on.  Seriously, if we’ve learned one thing from cancel culture insanity, it’s this:


The New York Times editorial board is (still) a collection of idiots.

The New Yorker‘s Doreen St. Felix is an idiot.

HuffPost‘s Laura Robbins is an idiot.

Salon‘s Bill Blum is an idiot.

CST‘s Mary Mitchell is an idiot.

Robert Reich is and always has been an idiot.

Stacy Abrams is a morbidly obese idiot.

And So:

A good song should elicit an emotional response.  This one does, and I’d be willing to bet I’ve got company.  As evidence, just watch the faces in the audience shown in this week’s video.

A while back, one of my daughters sent me a link to a music video by a country artist, telling me, “Dad, this song reminds me of you and Grandpa.”  And indeed, it does a pretty good of describing my relationship with my father, who was the finest man I ever knew.  This is Luke Combs, with Even Though I’m Leaving.  Enjoy.

Goodbye, Blue Monday

Goodbye, Blue Monday!

Thanks as always to The Other McCain, Pirate’s Cove, Bacon Time and Whores and Ale for the Rule Five links!  And thanks also to our blogger pals over at The Daley Gator for the referral to last week’s Wednesday links compendium.

Seems like young adults are having less sex.  Like most things, there are pros and cons here.  Excerpt:

PSID gathered in-depth demographic data from participants, along with information about daily habits, living situations, and income, among many other personal details. This allowed South and Lei to explore how the decline in casual sex correlated with broad changes in other habits and life factors, as well as to compare the characteristics of sexually active young adults with their less sexually active cohorts.

Here’s what the researchers discovered:

We find that about one quarter of the drop in young women’s propensity to have casual sex is attributable to a decline in their frequency of drinking alcohol. Of the various sources of the decline in sexual activity considered in this analysis, the decline in alcohol consumption is the only factor that explains a significant portion of the decline.

A slightly different story emerged for young men.

As with young women, a decline in the frequency of drinking alcohol is an important source of young men’s diminished likelihood of having casual sex. But unlike for young women, among young men increases in the frequency of playing computer games and in the tendency to reside in the parental home also play important roles.

Times change, of course.  I was a young man in the late Seventies and early Eighties, when the social mores were different.  I could drink legally at eighteen (which, honestly, should be the case now) and was… active from fourteen on, although not with any regularity until I was, again, about eighteen.

The linked article notes:

This new trend is neither inherently good nor bad. A decline in casual sex among young adults likely means fewer cases of sexually transmitted diseases and unintended pregnancies. On the other hand, the dearth could inhibit young adults’ psychosocial development at a tender time. Plus, you know, less sex.

I’d accept that statement, honestly.  The development referenced, of course, goes well beyond just sex, though, and the article sort of misses that.  Sex is a (fun!) part of ‘adulting’ in general.  It’s something to be learned, experienced and indulged in responsibly, as are so many other things.

And honestly, it’s hard to see why.

Young people not having much sex today is a symptom.  It’s a symptom of a generation growing isolated and disfunctional.  It’s not just a problem in the West; in Japan, a fair number of young people are classed as “Hikikomori” (ひきこもり or 引きこもり) or “Shut-ins,” young people who rarely if ever leave their homes and have poorly developed social skills.

Unlike lots of issues I comment on, I don’t really have a good solution for this one.  While the lockdowns of the last twelve months have greatly exacerbated this problem, it was already becoming an issue.  How does one get the younger generation out and about, interacting, and developing into healthy, productive adults?  Well, parenting is the primary answer, I think, and indeed, all four of our kids are doing pretty well.  But you can’t enforce good parenting.


Rule Five Woke Herd Immunity Friday

National treasure Dr. Victor Davis Hanson brings us this gem –   Hitting Woke Herd Immunity?  Excerpts, with my comments, follow:

There are tens of millions of Americans who either have been stung, or turned off, by McCarthyite wokeness (and thus have anti-wokeness antibodies). More have been vaccinated from its latest virulent strains by their own values of judging people as individuals, not as racial or gender collectives. So lots of Americans have developed peremptory defenses against it. The result is that daily there are ever-fewer who are susceptible to the woke pandemic. And it will thus begin to fade out—even as the virus desperately seeks to mutate and go after more institutions.

Peak wokeness is nearing also because if it continued in its present incarnation, then the United States as we know would cease to exist—in the sense that 1692-93 Salem or 1793-94 Paris could not have continued apace without destroying society. Woke leftism exists to destroy and tear down, not to unite and build. It is not designed to play down and heal racial differences, but to accentuate and capitalize on them.

Dr. Hanson, who I admire a great deal, is a little too optimistic here.  He is spot-on about woke leftism; it is manifestly a force of disunity, not unity.  But I wonder about the fade-out; the people pushing woke leftism want disunity, and won’t be easily dissuaded.  In fact, I don’t think they can be dissuaded at all; they will, instead, have to be defeated.  We can hope that can still be done at the ballot box, but there are other methods.  It would be great, of course, if we could hang them from their own woke petards.  However:

The operating assumption is that the uncovered sins of the progressive are aberrations and not windows into their dark souls. Or perhaps woke leftism works on the same principle as carbon credits: the more you act progressively, the more pluses you have when minuses are summed up.

Most who have claims of being non-white are likely to find partial vaccination from the woke mob. Those who are independently wealthy or successfully self-employed likewise have some immunity. Then there are the defiant, the proverbial “Don’t Tread on Me” folks, who will fight, and thus encourage the zombie walkers to detour around them. 

The only consistent pattern of woke punishment is the shared logic of the lions and water buffalos at the ford—devour the sacrificial, single, and vulnerable while avoiding the robust herd with retaliatory horns.  

Dr. Hanson, you misspelled “guns.”

The first paragraph in this excerpt, though, is key.  There are no principles involved in woke leftism; it’s all about The Side.  If the recent allegations about New York Governor Andrew Dice Cuomo had instead come to light about Florida Governor Ron De Santis, there would have been hell to pay – but the foot-dragging over the Cuomo story from the legacy media has been obvious and pathetic.

Of course, if you read the rhetoric coming from the woke left, it’s common to see them wishing ruin and death on those who oppose them, which is hardly a new thing among leftists from Stalin to Pol Pot.  But here, at least for now, the non-woke who would presumably be the targets of the woke left have one big advantage that victims of previous dictators did not.

Predicating wokism on race is a tricky business, even if one could define and identify race, quantify its role in determining class status, and convince millions that it is moral to judge people by how they look. 

Like the Salem witch trials and the McCarthyite hysteria, when wokism fades, we are likely to see its real catalysts revealed. And they will not be found to be misplaced idealism, nor heartfelt desire for a more ecumenical society, but mostly the age-old, narcissistic destructive road to career enhancement, fueled by customary ancient fears, envies, and hatreds.

We can hope, of course, that all of that comes to light.  But unless I miss my guess, things are going to get worse before they get better.

Read the entire article, by all means.  I find that Dr. Hanson’s work is always worth the time, always worth the consideration, always worth a bit of reflection, even on those (rare) occasions when I disagree with him.

Animal’s Daily Free Speech News

To expand on an item from yesterday’s links:  I’m not normally very enamored of Piers Morgan, but I’m always willing to give someone credit when they are right, no matter how many times I disagree with them on other issues.  And on the matter of the disgraceful Oprah interview with the once and former royals Harry and Meghan, Piers Morgan is absolutely right, and now he’s paying for it.  Excerpt:

Piers Morgan resigned from ITV’s “Good Morning Britain” after widespread backlash over his criticism of Meghan Markle’s interview with Oprah.

UK media regulator Ofcom launched an investigation of Morgan after more than 41,000 people sent in complaints about the comments he made.

“We have launched an investigation into Monday’s episode of ‘Good Morning Britain’ under our harm and offence rules,” an Ofcom spokesperson told Variety

Morgan had questioned Markle’s sincerity about her mental health problems.

The Duchess of Sussex told Oprah she talked to people in the Royal “institution” after having some suicidal thoughts but was not given help.

“Who did you go to? What did they say to you? I’m sorry, I don’t believe a word she said, Meghan Markle,” Morgan said on the show. “I wouldn’t believe it if she read me a weather report.”

Frankly, I’m with Morgan on this one; if that vacuous, lamebrained bimbo told me the sky was blue, I’d look out a window to check.  And no, that’s not a statement about her supposed race (although she looks no more ‘black,’ frankly, than Harry) it’s a statement about her stupidity.

But the implications here for Morgan are far more serious than whatever claims to victim-hood the Duke and Duchess of Sussex are whining about.  From the second link just above:

“Who did you go to? What did they say to you? I’m sorry, I don’t believe a word she said, Meghan Markle. I wouldn’t believe it if she read me a weather report,” Morgan said on the show.

“We have launched an investigation into Monday’s episode of ‘Good Morning Britain’ under our harm and offence rules,” an Ofcom spokesperson told Variety. Ofcom had received 41,015 complaints about Morgan’s comments by 2 p.m. U.K. time on Tuesday.

Morgan’s career is probably over, simply for stating an opinion that should be shared by anyone with enough brains to pound sand.  The Duchess of Sussex is full of shit; her story is full of more holes than Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow after Frank Hamer finished with them.  And, apparently, this cancelling of Morgan is happening just because a bunch of Brit malcontents complained.

Never let it be said that Morgan didn’t go out with a bang, though:

Piers Morgan has learned one good lesson from Cancel Culture:



Animal’s Hump Day News

Happy Hump Day!

There are some benefits to growing older and grayer, and since we’re all bound to grow older and grayer anyway, there is certainly no reason to not avail one’s self of those benefits.  Case in point:

For hunting and fishing purposes, Mrs. Animal and yr. obdt. don’t become full-fledged residents of the Great Land until one year has passed since our assuming residency.  That’s as it is in most states, and it’s not unreasonable; it precludes folks from swooping in, renting an AirBnB for a few days, claiming residency and harvesting a bunch of game or fish.

However:  By the time I reach that one-year residency requirement, I will have reached another milestone:  My sixtieth birthday.  That entitles me to a free lifetime general hunting permit, which, in the Game Management Unit where we live, enables me to take small game, fish, one bull moose, one caribou, three black bears and one grizzly per year, and exempts me from the state waterfowl stamp and king salmon stamp requirements.  Mrs. Animal will enjoy a similar free lifetime permit not because of age (I’m an awful cradle-robber, and Mrs. A will not see six decades for some time yet) but by virtue of being a 100% disabled veteran.

Every day reveals another reason we made the right choice with this move.

Well then…

On To the Links!

Will the real President of the United States please stand up?

Tucker nails it.

Kayleigh nails it.

This guy really nails it.  I’d buy him a beer any time.  (Note:  Language!)

Piers Morgan nails it.  Yes, really.

Rush Limbaugh gets in one last troll on the Left.

How a time machine would actually kill you.

How the search for yummy snacks actually shaped human evolution.

The space between life and death.

Gasoline prices are headed nowhere but up.  Did you know, by the way, that food and fuel prices are excluded from most inflation indexes?

Do we even have a Republic anymore?  Well, no, we don’t.  We haven’t for some time.

This was the right decision.

On top of everything else – there is now a shortage of sand.

Why the hell is anyone treating a little teen-aged Swedish loon as though she’s an expert on climate science?

This Week’s Idiots:

CNN’s Jeffrey Sachs is an idiot.

Roll Call‘s Mary Curtis is an idiot.

Bill de Blasio is an idiot.  In a just world the people of New York would have fitted this asshole out with a new suit of tar and feathers by now.  Add that idiot Cuomo to that tar and feather party, as well.


“Wildly unrealistic” doesn’t begin to cover this piece of idiocy from Oregon.

This genderless potato is still a genderless potato, and an idiot.

CNN’s Josh Bivens is an idiot.

Petaluma, California, is governed by idiots.

Robert Reich remains a sawed-off little asshole, and an idiot.

And So:

Tom Petty was a rare talent, and on the list of folks taken from us (stupidly and by his own hand, candidly) too soon.  He formed temporary partnerships with such other notables in music as Stevie Nicks and, as one of the Traveling Wilburys, with Bob Dylan, George Harrison, Jeff Lynne, and Roy Orbison.

But much of his best work was done with his own band, The Heartbreakers, including this one from his 1984 album Southern Accents – this is Don’t Come Around Here No More, in which video Tom Petty proves that he would have made a far, far better Mad Hatter than that cheap hack Johnny Depp.  And the story behind the song is kind of interesting, as it involves the aforementioned Stevie Nicks, former Eagle Joe Walsh, and the Eurythmic’s David A. Stewart.  Enjoy.

Goodbye, Blue Monday

Goodbye, Blue Monday!

Thanks as always to The Other McCain, Pirate’s Cove, Bacon Time and Whores and Ale for the Rule Five links!  And thanks as always to our blogger pals over at The Daley Gator for the double-barreled linkages.  If you aren’t reading all these blogs daily, you should be!

Now this is something that’s way overdue.  Excerpt:

On Wednesday (March 3), Sen. Tim Kaine (D-VA) and Sen. Todd Young (R-IN) introduced a bipartisan bill that would strip President Biden of his war powers after his decision to launch airstrikes against Iranian-back proxies in Syria last week.

The bill “would repeal the 1991 and 2002 authorizations that cleared the way for a prolonged military conflict in Iraq, culminating in calls from Democrats and Republicans alike to end the so-called ‘forever wars’ in the region,” POLITICO reported.

“Last week’s airstrikes in Syria show that the executive branch, regardless of party, will continue to stretch its war powers,” Kaine explained. “Congress has a responsibility to not only vote to authorize new military action, but to repeal old authorizations that are no longer necessary.”

“The 1991 and 2002 AUMFs that underpinned the war against Iraq need to be taken off the books to prevent their future misuse,” he continued. “They serve no operational purpose, keep us on a permanent war footing, and undermine the sovereignty of Iraq, a close partner. I call on Congress to promptly take up this measure and for the Biden administration to support it to finally show the American people that the Article I and II branches can work together on these issues.”

Young similarly argued that the usage of old authorizations underlines the neglect of Congress to “perform its constitutionally-mandated oversight role.”

One wonders, though:

Why now?

Why not two years ago?  Five?  Ten?  Frankly these Authorization of Military Force bills should come with an end date, to prevent precisely the forever-war situation in which we find ourselves now.   These did not, and we can argue that, but the question remains:

Why now?

Well, there’s one obvious answer, of course, and that’s that few people seem to think President Biden(‘s handlers) is up to the considerable task of Commander in Chief.  There’s an un-Constitutional effort to take away his sole authority over nuclear launches, which isn’t really sole as a second-man rule applies.

Why now?  This measure, backed by Republicans and Democrats alike, along with the heavy measure of control the Administration’s un-elected bureaucrats clearly have over him, can only be seen as another indicator that President Biden is failing.  Not even 100 days into office, and he’s failing, not only policy-wise but mentally.  Those un-elected bureaucrats, of course, like this; it leaves them effectively in charge.  And that’s a really, really bad place for the country to be.

Animal’s Hump Day News

Happy Hump Day!

Here’s one of the cooler things about life in the Great Land:

Last Friday night, Mrs. Animal and yr. obdt. were driving home, having just left Wasilla, and were on the Parks Highway somewhere north of Houston.  As we came around a slight bend, an animal appeared in the roadway.

Mrs. Animal started to say, “Hey, there’s a… dog…”

Not the actual sighting.

It wasn’t a dog.  Not with this critter’s long legs, big feet, huge head/jaws and the characteristic ruff of thick fur on its neck.  What was in the road was a big, mature dog timber wolf.

That’s just something you won’t see in, say, Rhode Island.  It was pretty damn cool.  It was just too bad that it was too dark and too short a time for us to grab a photo.

With that…

On To the Links!

No shit, Sherlock I.

No Shit, Sherlock II.

No Shit, Sherlock III.

No Shit, Sherlock IV.

One mutation to rule them all.

Rand Paul rocks.

Jeanne Tripplehorn (yum!) would like a word.

He’s baaaack.  And liberal heads explode in 3… 2… 1…

That’s a really, really good question.

Meeting of the mindless.

Forever War!

This is why Bill Whittle rocks:




Would you?

But what would we talk about?

It’s weird, but I kind of want one.

A classic – the Army’s M24 sniper rifle.  Basically a Remington 700 in uniform.  I’ve never handled an M24 but I’ve sure handled and fired a lot of Remington 700s.  It’s a good, solid, accurate piece.

What an asshole.

Genderless potato complains about being called a genderless potato.

This Week’s Idiots:

Idiots peddling idiot things.

The Nation‘s Sasha Abramsky is an idiot.

The Nation‘s Andrea Flynn is likewise an idiot.  I mean, it’s The Nation, so, I kind of take it for granted that any columnist there is an idiot.

Vox’s Aaron Rupar is an idiot.  And again.

Whoever is in charge of Coca-Cola is an idiot.

And So:

I thought I’d leave you with something other than music, today.

One of the sadder thing about the current state of mass media is the death of local programming.  Mrs. Animal grew up in a suburb of Baltimore watching Captain Chesapeake.  When I was a little kid  we watched Doctor Max and Mombo, on Channel 2, WMT-TV in Cedar Rapids, every afternoon at 3:30.  Max Hahn was something of a notorious local character in fact, but he and partner Fred Petric (Mombo) sure held the attention of little kids in eastern Iowa for two decades.  The country is poorer for the loss of this kind of local programming in favor of the generic pablum that we see today.

Goodbye, Blue Monday

Goodbye, Blue Monday!

Thanks as always to The Other McCain, Pirate’s Cove, Bacon Time and Whores and Ale for the Rule Five links!

And now:  Oh, for the luvva Pete, this is ridiculous.  Now they’re coming after Dr. Seuss.  Excerpt:

Dr. Seuss, the beloved children’s author that has taught generations of Americans to love reading at very early ages, has suddenly come under fire for supposedly displaying “racial undertones” and “white supremacy.” A radical education group associated with the Southern Poverty Law Center (SPLC) issued a report that declares Dr. Seuss books display troubling signs of “Orientalism” and “anti-blackness.” Now at least one school district, with a board dominated by liberals, has instructed its libraries to remove Dr. Seuss books from its shelves.

The Daily Wire reports:

Learning for Justice — a left-wing educators group — is demanding that Dr. Seuss be canceled. A prominent Virginia school district has taken marching orders and ordered its schools to avoid “connecting Read Across America Day with Dr. Seuss.”

Loudoun County Public Schools, one of the nation’s most affluent school districts, announced that it will no longer recognize Dr. Seuss on his birthday. In an announcement obtained by The Daily Wire, the school district said that Dr. Suess’s children’s books contain “racial undertones” that are not suitable for “culturally responsive” learning.

Learning for Justice, formerly known as Teaching Tolerance, is the education arm of the SPLC. It issued a report critical of Dr. Seuss in advance of the national Learn to Read Day, which coincides every year with his birthday on March 2. The group has been at this effort for a while. In a 2019 article,Teaching Tolerance wrote:

Until recently, Read Across America Day was—in everything but title—National Dr. Seuss Day. It’s even celebrated on March 2, his birthday. If you’re like me, you remember teachers wearing the iconic Cat in the Hat top hat/tie combo. You might recall school librarians or administrators dressing up as Thing One and Thing Two or a school lunch when Green Eggs and Ham were served. This is America, and it’s probably not much of a stretch to guess that you probably have a favorite Dr. Seuss book (mine is probably Hop on Pop).

You may have noticed that Read Across America has looked a little different for the last few years. Rather than exclusively celebrate the works of Dr. Seuss, as it had done since 1998, in 2017 the NEA shifted its focus to “Celebrating a Nation of Diverse Readers.” They began prominently featuring titles focused on diverse American experiences.

Now this here is some stupid, stupid shit.

Consider the source, though:  The Southern Poverty Law Center, a notorious sack-o-crap whose members shriek “RACIST!” at any statement or output from anyone to the political left of Leon Trotsky.

What’s left when these people are done proscribing anything that might, at some point, ever, given offense to the most hypersensitive among us?  I think the safe and, indeed, prudent answer to that is “nothing.”

When I was in high school, a group of parents was going around trying to get signatures from parents on a petition to have The Grapes of Wrath removed from our school’s curriculum and the school library.  Why?  Because it used naughty words.  John Steinbeck, in the course of writing that book, actually spent time with displaced farmers working as transient labor in California in the 1930s and he represented their language as they actually spoke.

I was always pleased that when they came around to our place and stated their intentions and presented their petition, the Old Man politely and not in so many words, told them to go fuck themselves.

Accuracy and truth are apparently no proof against drawing the ire of the cancel-culture crowd.  As to where this ends, well, Ray Bradbury had an idea.