Culture vulture

The Schlubster has been a bit remiss with his reporting on the local theater scene, but shall remedy. The  Schlubs attended both Shakespeare Theater productions of Henry V and Richard II, in repertory (I have no idea what that means, it just makes me sound edumacated). I can sum up both productions here:

Eh.

It seemed more like going through the motions than real effort. The two more famous soliloquies, the St. Crispan's Day speech and the This England spiel, respectively, were just a point in the play, barely delivered with any of the passion either requires. Indeed, the play was halfway through both before I realized we were there. As I said, eh. Workmanlike, standard, nothing to write here about.

By contrast, Corneille's The Liar. Absolutely hilarious.

Now, you don't usually see 'absolutely hilarious' paired with a French play, but a doff of the toque to Shakespeare's production because this one had me in stitches. Yes, a bit of a brush up on the text, with a reference to cell phones here and there, and those elicited the necessary chuckle. But what made it a riot, the whole thing was in verse. Oh, man, the timing, the timing.

Go. See. It.

April 15 rally at the Washington Monument

Uh, for the previous post below, you might have to click on the image to see the hidden celebrity. For now, photos from the latest rally just a few days ago. There were, I'd say, about 20, 22,000 people there scattered from the Monument down to the stage. Very calm crowd, rather laid back, enjoying the show. Ray Stevens, Guitarzan himself, did a few songs, quite funny. The guy is still singing strong. Victoria Jackson did her "Commie in the White House" thing, which was good, and there were lots of speakers, including Lord Moncton ( I probably misspelled that), Tucker Carlson, and, uh, Ron Paul. How he got away from his keepers, I don't know:

Fair and balanced 

The handsome guy is Baby Schlub, doin' the old man proud. In the middle is the counter-protest, thanking Obama like he wanted. On the right, of course, is the refutation.

My sentiments exactly.

Cap, the Continental Army, and a President.

Not fans, these.

Code Red Rally: Celebrities!

How many can you identify? Hint: Most are Congressmen:

Yes, the Black Caucus, hoping someone will yell something disparaging. Which no one did, except "Boooooooo!" Lots of thumbs downs, too. But that's it. Believe me, if anyone HAD yelled what is alleged, the crowd would have made that person a greasy spot in about two seconds.

Oh, Schlub ran into one of his heroes:

Code Red Rally continued

Oh, let's do some more:

The sign says "Proudly Voting No." Don't know who's office, but good on ya, mate.

Code Red Rally: Congressional Office Buildings.

Here's some photos I snapped while standing at the Cannon then Rayburn office buildings (or was that the Longworth? Eh, whatever!):

Hey! What? I've STILL got a Blog???

Apparently, I do. And, yes, Schlub has been quite remiss, neglecting his duties and leaving the two or three of you who actually look at this thing in the lurch. So, to make up for it, I bring you:

PICTURES!

These are a couple of shots from the big Code Red Healthcare rally back in March, you know, the one with the alleged racial epithets hurled at the Congressional Black caucus? I say "alleged," because I was standing right there. More pictures to follow:

Schlub's State of the Union

My fellow Americans,

And you know who you are. The State of the Union is bad. Bad, bad, bad. In November 2008, half of our countrymen took leave of their senses and voted for an empty suited naif with the experience level of a typical college intern, the sense of a dead housefly, and the ideology of every other pampered egoist with an overweening sense of superiority- yes, I mean Marxism. If you didn't know better, you would have sworn the KGB had engineered a coup. Come to think of it...

At any rate, this idiot and his faculty adjuncts have had at us for a year and what's the result? Dee saster. We're in so much debt the Chinese are lecturing us on fiscal responsibility, so many people out of work you'd swear it's 1929, and the terrorists are so unimpressed they're actually sending clowns to attack us. Underwear bomber. How humiliating.

But, there are signs of hope. The people of Massachusetts threw off their chains and sent an actual man to the Senate. The medical takeover has been halted, Tea Partiers are having conventions, and there's talk of a two-House takeover. Wow. Baracula has been reduced to a sputtering nincompoop taking snit shots at Republicans, that lower lip starting to tremble in the most entertaining of ways.

So, all is not lost. While we have had very dark moments, and the enemy is still in control, the people are awakening. For that, we can actually thank Baracula and his minions. After all, if they hadn't been elected, people would still believe liberalism is a viable governing philosophy.

Keep your chins up.

Al Gore, Bring a Shovel

There's 30 inches of global warming in my backyard. Take a look...

Letter

Dear President Hopeychange,

No doubt your masters told you there would be days like this. That it turned into a whole week, well, hey. I mean, Scott Brown, the Supreme Court, and the stock market crashing? One would think such back-to-back disasters would give pause, cause one to reflect, maybe re-evaluate one's course...

Ha! I know, funny. There's no way you'd do that. Mere minor setbacks. I'm sure Stern and Ayres have been telling you that, shrug it off, get back out there and win one for the Marx-ster.

But the anger! I'm sure Stern and Ayres DIDN'T tell you about that! I mean, you pretty much adhered to the "redneck rabble" line when 1.2 million pretty pissed-off voters showed up on your lawn last year (see previous posts). Buncha losers, racists, clinging to their guns and Bibles. That so many of them managed to get up from their broken-legged couches, tear themselves away from sex with their cousins, make a legible sign and actually show up was just a series of odd coincidences. That they managed to keep coming back (see previous posts), well, racists can always get up the energy to keep the black man down, can't they?

New Jersey, Virginia...eh. New Jersey is a bunch of Mafia in-bred Pineys, and Virginia...can you say "macaca?" While troublesome, can deal with it.

But Massachusetts...Ted Kennedy's legacy seat. What in the Sol Alinsky is going on?

Well, let me clue you in. See, there's another thing Stern and Ayers didn't tell you- socialism sucks. Spouting Marxist agitprop while in high school and down in the 'hood during your community activist days (heady, so heady) and leaning on your hand dreamy-eyed listening to it from your professors in college, yeah. That's all fun. Makes you sound big hearted and open-minded and progressive and smart. Gets you laid, as I'm sure you found out. But as an actual politcial philisophy for running a country? Disaster. Can you say "Soviet Union?"

Now, yes, yes, I'm sure you've pointed out to Stern and Ayres that the deficit is out of control and unemployment is soaring and the Chinese are about to re-possess New York City and, dudes, I thought this stuff would work. And, dudes, people are really, really pissed! There, there, grasshopper, they said as they patted you on the head, you have to break a few eggs to make an omelette (quick, who said that?). Just stay the course and you will soon see the American people marching lockstep along that golden path to the worker's paradise, scythes shouldered and a song on their lips.

More likely, torches and pitchforks.

See, this anger is real. We LIKE the Constitution, not Das Kapital. And that 1.2 million last time? Look out your window- it's now about 200 million.

Mayhaps you should, to quote a rather offensive bromide, come to Jesus? Before you find yourself on a rail, feather covered?

Just sayin'.

Your friend,

Schlub

Got that right, George

George Will nails it. The Supreme Court can't approve a Congressional bill authorizing murder. They don't get to decide what our rights are, they defend the rights we have.

So, what went wrong?

Let's see:

1. The American electorate chose as their leader an empty-suited, inexperienced naif whose foreign policy consists of ridiculous conflict-resolution concepts only found on universities and late night TV. Why can't we all just get along?

2. This same naif, though his nincompoop Attorney General, let it be known that nothing harsher than a mild interjection would ever be directed towards anyone harboring ill will towards the nation, and if any of our intelligence personnel deigned to go much past that, then off with their heads!

3. Napolitano for DHS, Clinton for DoS.

And you wonder why the Panty Bomber got through?

Back to the grind

Well, them holidays are gone, and I guess I should pay a lot more attention to this blog. Not that anyone reads it, at least according to the counter, but that's okay. I started it simply as a place to vent while Baracula and his fellow Marxists systematically dismantle the country. It's not much more effective than standing outside and shaking ineffectual fists at the heavens, but at least I feel better.