Sunday, December 30, 2012

Whose Fault Was It?

If you listen to Diane Feinstein and the rest of the insane left, Newtown happened because of guns. Adam Lanza brushed against one of his mother's [legal] weapons and was immediately possessed by the eeeevil Spirit of Gun-ness. Or, more on this side of sanity, if Mom didn't have all those eeevil guns, he'd only have killed 10 or 15 with an Evil Butcher Knife. So, it's the guns' fault.

No, it isn't. It's Barack Obama's fault. And Democrats. And all the rest of the Marxists.

What? What??? How is this Barry's fault?? He HATES guns! At least, in your hands.

Simple. Ideas have consequences.

Barry was  Chairman of the Chicago Annanberg Challenge, a "school reform" entity created by Bill Ayers with money from the Annanberg Foundation. The Annanberg Challenge was one more in a series of devastating body blows to the US public education system, like the self-esteem movement, the War on Boys, and the whole "learning disorders" craze. By the time the Marxist-in-Chief and his bomb-throwing pal Ayers had hijacked the Chicago schools, education was already reeling against the ropes. They kneed it in the groin, finishing it off.

And the result is a whole generation of boys, especially white middle-class boys, repeatedly hammered, each and every day, about how much of a threat and insult their manly instincts are to the real power in the world—girls. Playing cowboys and Indians at recess is proof of their innate racist and violent tendencies, making fart noises during Reading is evidence of severe educational deficiencies requiring large doses of cocaine in the form of Adderol, gayness is all the rage, manliness all the wrong, and girls really just don't need them. All the men on TV are befuddled arrested adolescents who only survive by the patient and condescending brilliance of their too-smart wives; football is brutish (oh my, you might get hurt!); weeping is good; a boy's very presence on the college campus prevents women from graduating and getting better jobs. His very presence in the workplace means the woman working next to him is automatically underpaid. His very existence is the source of all oppression.

Sullen, repressed, unhappy, guilty boys, frustrated, blamed for everything.

And you wonder why they massacre.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Buy more ammo


There is so much going on that I, truly, don't know where to focus. Not wanting to use a much-overused metaphor these days, but it's extremely difficult to pause and reflect when the car is on two tires, the brakes are on fire, and you are tumbling over the cliff side.
 
It should be very apparent to everyone by now that Barack Obama is an enemy of this country, and is absolutely intent on breaking the American economic system. That's why he came to Washington, as the front man, the vanguard of the proletariat, the culmination of a 25 year plan to bring America to its knees. It's a movie script. It's a thriller by Vince Flynn. And it's true.
 
Now, before you go off and scream "Conspiracy theorist!", let me tell you I'm not much of a believer in conspiracies. If there's one thing the Mafia has proven, two guys know a secret, then the whole world does. So, an active, plotted, conspiracy conducted over decades? No. But, an idea, people dedicated to an idea. And the damage an idea can do.
 
That idea is, of course, Marxism, which holds as its basic premise that all everyone really, really wants to do is get up before sunrise, stretch and go, "Oh boy! I get to work 18 hours today sickling wheat, and then give every bit of it to the guy in the next town! And expect absolutely nothing in return!" Uh huh. On what planet, Marxists?
 
So, you have a ridiculous idea backed by a flawed premise, that economics is the driving force of humanity, and what happens? Mass graves. We all stand here in amazement, wondering how anybody in their right mind would even entertain Marxism, yet there are whole countries (I'm looking at you, Russia) dedicated to it. And we have an administration imbued with it, a stupid, stupid idea that has proven its bankruptcy in decade after decade, country after country, slaughter after slaughter. Yet, 51% our of population voted for it. Why?
 
Simple. Because the real premise of Marxism is not economics. It's power.
 
Power over everyone, the power to tell everyone what they can do, what they can say, what they can eat, what they can watch, drive, own, think. That's what everyone really wants. It's downright sexual, and Barack Obama sits in his office, rictus grin on his face, self-righteous rage careening through his heart, gloating that an idea, a mere idea, can so corrupt an education system, a monetary system, a system of governance, that 51% of the population will, willingly, vote for their own enslavement.
 
Go to the range. Practice.
 

Mud Wrestling and Shakespeare


So Schlub and Mrs. went off to Mordor (you know it as DC) and took in A Midsummer Night's Dream at the Shakespeare Theater. Out freakin' standing. The play, I mean. Not Mordor.

And that's pretty much due to two actors: Adam Green, a national treasure, and Bruce Dow, a NYC treasure. Yes, yes, the other actors/actresses (God, how sexist) were equally outstanding, but there are two roles in Dream that make or break the show: Puck and Bottom...Puck and Bottom, hmm, sounds like an odd sexual practice, but I digress.

Adam Green was Puck, and he brought his usual combination of timing and physicality, both of which makes him one of the best comedic actors on stage. I've seen him in The Liar and All's Well that Ends Well and he pretty much stole both shows; well, at least, kept up with Tony Roach in Liar. And he stole this one, too, especially in the mud wrestling scene.

Yes. Mud wrestling, something you usually don't associate with Shakespeare, but there it was. And it involved girls, Christiana Clark as Helena and Amelia Pedlow as Hermia. Wowsers. But, before you get your raincoat and empty-bottom barrel of popcorn ready, it was quite tasteful, more funny than...anything. Tasteful mud wrestling, you query? Hey, c'mon, it's Shakespeare.

Bruce Dow is, also, one of the funniest human beings on the earth, and he played Bottom's over-the-top role so over-the-top that I was on the floor. I want to see a two-man Green and Dow show.

Must give a shout-out to Tim Campbell and Sarah Topham, who played Theseus/Oberon and Hippolyta/Titiana, respectively and brilliantly. A chest bump between Oberon and Puck was a highlight. Mention of Robert Dorfman as Snug is required because he was hilarious in a very minor role. The play within the play was even funnier than the play. The ensemble was outstanding, the set was outstanding, everything was outstanding.
 
Including the mud wrestling.