<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:24:35.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Treatment</title><subtitle type='html'>Angst, bile and too much time on my hands courtesy of Man Mountain Molehill</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-111682265791598994</id><published>2005-05-22T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T21:30:57.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHICH IS WORSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit-sucking commie fucktard nanny-state moonbat sleazewad Democrats&lt;br /&gt;--or--&lt;br /&gt;Bible-thumping flat-Earther creationist douchebag censorship-mongering ignoramous Republicans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somtimes I wish there really were a Hell just so politicians could burn in it. Fuck them all. And I mean that sincerely, from the bottom of my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-111682265791598994?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/111682265791598994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=111682265791598994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/111682265791598994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/111682265791598994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2005/05/which-is-worse-shit-sucking-commie.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-110670322657458478</id><published>2005-01-25T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T17:33:46.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLURBS FOR BOOKS YOU DON'T WANT TO READ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy:&lt;br /&gt;"Just like The Lord of the Rings, only written by a 36-year-old who lives in his mother's basement"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SF:&lt;br /&gt;"Combines the dynamic characters and dialog of David Weber with John Ringo's scintillating mastery of English prose craftsmanship"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-110670322657458478?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/110670322657458478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=110670322657458478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/110670322657458478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/110670322657458478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2005/01/blurbs-for-books-you-dont-want-to-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-110627012298197743</id><published>2005-01-20T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T17:15:22.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOOPDY-FARPIN'-DOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry "kiss-my-butt-I've-got-5-PhDs-and-a Computer" Pournelle has announced the release of his and Larry "I Write Like a Brain-Damage Case" Niven's new opus, Burning Tower. Here's what Jackass has to say about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BURNING TOWER is a romance. My wife likes it. It's also heroic fantasy, but the kind we write with rivets and nuts and bolts. And it's a whacking good story if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read BURNING TOWER without having read THE BURNING CITY, but you'll like both. We now end this commercial and take you back to the regularly scheduled Chaos Manor chaos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whacking good story", if Burning City is any guide, means 800 pages of detailed, day-by-day description of the protagonist's life, starting at the blastula stage, and unfolded with eye-glazing, stultifying, mind-numbing exposition. With some sort of plot about a burning city pasted on, somewhere in the verbiage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in their prime, SF authors could turn out a whacking good story that moved right along, and resolved itself in ca. 150 pages. I assume they were constrained by the economics of publishing at the time, with an initial serialization in Galaxy or Analog followed by a slightly expanded version in paperback. It didn't pay very well, and SF was a publishing ghetto. Yet authors such as Heinlein, Anderson, Laumer, Dickson and many others were able to produce entertaining, stimulating and important work. Something changed over the last 25 years. Now, authors are free to take up as many pages as they wish, with few constraints. And the results generally suck. What the farg does every lame piece of crap have to devote 400 + pages to the charater's entire life, from conception on? what does it add to the story? And whatever happened to writing? Not that most SF was ever the home of finely honed, lapidary prose, but at least authors had some sense of grammer, dialog, plot construction, character. What passes for SF these days all too often isn't writing, it's word-processing. Leaden dialog, pointless action, retarded science and cardboard characters. I'm looking at YOU, David Weber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the good old days the bulk of SF writers could be divided into two main camps--good scientists with limited writing skills, and good writers with limited scientific skills. Either camp was able to produce some major talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do we get now? Well, in some small number of cases we get scientists who write well.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the time we get utter bilge secreted by pointless fanboy writers with no writing skills and zero scientific background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-110627012298197743?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/110627012298197743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=110627012298197743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/110627012298197743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/110627012298197743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2005/01/whoopdy-farpin-doo-jerry-kiss-my-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109381720035815655</id><published>2004-08-29T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T15:06:40.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE GOLDEN AGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these books. Best reading experience I've had so far this decade. I'm re-reading them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they do show some signs of being hastilly rewritten or edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem: How far away is Cygnus X1? The text sometimes gives it as 1000 lightyears, and sometimes 10,000. In at least one instance it gives both values in the same paragraph. (I looked it up in the NASA database, it's 14,000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of the plot depends on travel and communication between the Silent Oecumene at Cygnus X1 and the Golden Oecumene. This works for 1000 lightyears, but runs into serious problems if it's 10,000. Orpheus invented noumenal immortality roughly 8000 years before the current era. Some of the oldest individual characters, such as Helion aren't much older than that. Phaeton is 4000 years old. (Some of the compositions may be much older, the time scale of the 4th, 5th and 6th mental structures isn't really specified. I also get the impression that the action takes place roughly 70,000 years in the future, but I've seen an interview with John C. Wright where he claims it's 500,000) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Silent Oecumene is actually in some sort of communication with the Golden Oecumene, Phaeton set up a monitoring station to intercept any messages from it, including the final broadcast, and the Nothing at Cygnus X1 was able to respond to events at the Golden Oecumene by creating the  Nothing black hole it sent to disrupt Phaeton's project. This works if the distance is 1000 lightyears, a delay of 1000 years in a 4000 life is equivalent to a few decades out of a 70 year span - long but feasible. It doesn't work if it's 10,000. Any signals travelling between oecumenes will take longer than the 7th mental structure, noumenal immortality and almost all individuals have been sround.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What works for me is the assume that it all takes place in an alternative universe where Cygnus X1 is 1000 lightyears away. !0000 is a misprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point; It's clearly stated that the Nothing active in the Golden Oecumene is the simplest, stupidist possible version. Otherwise the original Nothing would have seen it as competition, and destroyed it. But it took the entire Trascendence, the combined mental abilties of every sophotech, composition and individual in the Golden Oecumene to defeat it. The Golden Oecumene is going to be in one hell of a fight when they meet the Silent Oecumene directly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109381720035815655?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109381720035815655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109381720035815655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109381720035815655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109381720035815655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/08/golden-age-i-love-these-books.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109237444131348176</id><published>2004-08-12T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T22:20:41.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bad Writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find something worth reading I realized that science fiction and fantasy have degenerated into a vast wasteland of subliterate bilge. Every other book seems to be something along the lines of&lt;br /&gt;"Book Four of the Chronicles of the Droningonandon Saga Trilogy" or some such unreadable bilge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who reads this crap? Who writes it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery writing isn't any better. Every book is part of some series with a cutesy title such as &lt;br /&gt;"The F is for Frday Evening the Rabbi's Cat Had a Ham and Cheese Sandwich Murders".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109237444131348176?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109237444131348176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109237444131348176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109237444131348176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109237444131348176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/08/bad-writing-trying-to-find-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109085721973733213</id><published>2004-07-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T08:53:39.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Panhandling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go read Lileks for today. I'll wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lileks.com/bleats/archive/04/0704/072604.html"&gt;Bleat 26-JUL-04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent a lot of time in the Netherlands, both for fun and work. One point about Amsterdam, (along With the obvious ones) is that it's full of panhandlers. Amazing quantities of them, of all types. Some parts of the city you can't walk down the street without being importuned multiple times. And they come in all varieties, from cute little eastern European girls down on their luck, to locals, to hopeless drug addicts, to various thugs, goons and losers. And, of course, the universal language of panhandling is English. (The strategy I've developed over the years for discouraging parasites seeking a handout is to give them a blank look and say "no hablo Ingles". The fact that I have a flat, obvious east coast accent makes it even more annoying because they know I speak English just from the sound. Also, being rather far towards the right side of the bigness and meaness end of the distribution curve helps in this regard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of years ago, on my first trip to Amsterdam, I wasn't yet in tune with the panhandling zeitgeist, and was more open to a good pitch. I was approched by a weedy looking, twitchy, agitated guy with scabs on his face. In a lower-class London accent &lt;br /&gt;he told me his sorry tale. He was a ship fitter by trade. He's been attacked by football hooligans who threw his tools into a canal and stolen his ID. They put cigarettes out on his face and beat him up. No one would help him. He was trapped, and couldn't get back to England. And so on. I thought he was full of shit, but he did have those scabs on his face. I gave him a few guilders mostly because it was a good act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year later I was back in Amsterdam. I was approached again by the same guy. Same story. Different scabs. I stopped him in mid-tale and, putting a hand to my forhead, and in a dreamy voice said "don't tell me more, I'm a psychic, I can tell what you want. I see water. Tools, A football. You're a shipfitter. You were attacked. Yes, they stole your ID, didn't they?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How'ed you know that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told you, I'm a psychic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, really"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You told me the same story last year"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I've never been here before"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, sure"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm on the subject - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst. Street musician. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of guys on a corner in Amsterdam. Unkempt, filthy drug addict types. One had a junk guitar with 5 strings, completelely out of tune. Looked like he found it in a garbage can. He was spastically strumming the open strings with his fingers. Just about the most unmusical thing I've ever heard. The other guy was begging. For money. For the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109085721973733213?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109085721973733213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109085721973733213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109085721973733213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109085721973733213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/panhandling-go-read-lileks-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109073087357409173</id><published>2004-07-24T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T21:47:53.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Embarrassing Revelation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like American cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, after years of wandering in the wilderness of grey poupon and other designer goo, I've decided I prefer regular old French's yellow. It's nice and tangy, and it comes in a squeeze bottle. What else could one desire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109073087357409173?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109073087357409173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109073087357409173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109073087357409173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109073087357409173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/embarrassing-revelation-i-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109044155325632926</id><published>2004-07-21T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T13:25:53.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pants, The Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once had to make a service call on a piece of equipment at NSA headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual apparatus was used for testing semiconductors, nothing secret about it, all the semiconductor manufacturers used the exact same model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to bring proof of citizenship and ID to the gate, and an inventory of everything in my service kit. I was accompanied at all times throughout the building. I was searched on leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Which led to a problem - my inventory sheet listed a floppy with a software update, but the goofballs back at the plant had forgotten to pack it. I spent a very uncomfortable several minute explaining to an armed guard why I didn't have something I was supposed to have with me. Just to leave.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sandy "Pants Load" Berger gets to waltz out of a secure facility with top secret documents stuffed into his crotch. I don't get it. Why wasn't he under constant survailance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109044155325632926?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109044155325632926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109044155325632926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109044155325632926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109044155325632926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/pants-movie-i-once-had-to-make-service.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109044070105948443</id><published>2004-07-21T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T13:11:41.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More Pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to Sandy Berger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see why a man in your position might want to err...&lt;br /&gt;enhance his appearance. But wadded up top secret documents are just tacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint. Try a cucumber. Wrapped in aluminum foil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109044070105948443?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109044070105948443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109044070105948443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109044070105948443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109044070105948443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/more-pants-note-to-sandy-berger-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109044053337162959</id><published>2004-07-21T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T13:08:53.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pantload Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're making way too much out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I store things in my pants all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I've got a kielbasa, two oranges.&lt;br /&gt;And Hillary Duff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109044053337162959?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109044053337162959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109044053337162959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109044053337162959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109044053337162959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/pantload-update-were-making-way-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109035172471331094</id><published>2004-07-20T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T12:28:44.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Jacopsens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought, to play Devil's advocate for a second;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of musicians acting strangely on a plane, had something hidden in a McDonald's bag, were up to something in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing musicians, it might well have been a bottle of Jack's that was hidden, and the nefarious conspiracy was one to get looped absent the ministrations of in-flight drink service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109035172471331094?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109035172471331094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109035172471331094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109035172471331094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109035172471331094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/jacopsens-just-thought-to-play-devils.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109035051069843915</id><published>2004-07-20T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T12:08:30.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Neil Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How different would the history of space exploration be if Armstrong's first comment after stepping onto the lunar surface had been more along the lines of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YEEHAHH!!! I'M ON THE FUCKIN' MOON, DUDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109035051069843915?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109035051069843915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109035051069843915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109035051069843915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109035051069843915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/neil-armstrong-how-different-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109035034418171811</id><published>2004-07-20T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T12:05:44.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National Security?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my Sandy Burger fried extra crispy, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for the "innadvertantly" defense, as in&lt;br /&gt;"yes your honor, I innadvertantly hunted down the man who was banging my wife innadvertantly like a dog and innadvertantly shot him 15 times at close range".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109035034418171811?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109035034418171811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109035034418171811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109035034418171811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109035034418171811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/national-security-its-in-my-pants.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-109026567325605236</id><published>2004-07-19T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T12:34:33.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heretical Thoughts (No. 2 in a series)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so great about Miles Davis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thug's tuneless noodling has obsessed jazzophiles for far too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis wasn't a bad sideman in the 50's. But when he began fronting his own groups he really lost it. Davis superglued a mute into his horn sometime around 1959 and spent the rest of his career emitting an relentless cacaphony of weedy, wheezy, strangled blats, burps and squeaks.  Seriously, raise your hand if you've ever listened to Bitches Brew more than once. Four sides of repetitive, boring pretentious musical masturbation and not one memorable cut. And, speaking as a bass player, I hold Davis personally responsible for popularizing ostinado bass lines. We spent decades raising the bass to be a full member of the orchestra, playing strong, sinuous, striking bass lines. Now all we get to do is play the same 5 notes over and over while the wankers^H^H^H^H trumpet players have all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of cool jazz, anyway? It's boring and repetitive. All Blues is all blah.&lt;br /&gt;It's one step removed from elevator music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst. Intonation. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis couldn't hit a pitch if Roger Clemens lobbed it over the plate underhand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddie Hubbard has a wonderful sense of pitch. Dizzy Gillespie does amazing things with bends and microtones. Davis just plain can't play in tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-109026567325605236?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/109026567325605236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=109026567325605236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109026567325605236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/109026567325605236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/heretical-thoughts-no_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108977249089850665</id><published>2004-07-13T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T19:34:50.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Heretical Thoughts (No. 1 in a series)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so good about Glenn Gould?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just tried listening to his version of the Goldberg Variations, which only confirms my earlier opinion from his English Suite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He chews over every note like a piece of overcooked liver. Tasteless, lifeless, slow and torturous playing. Anal retentive, dragging, constipated and painful. As dead as a human MIDI file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not like he was the first to play Bach on a piano. A lot of people have played Bach on the piano. Bach played Bach on the piano. Listen to Edwin Fischer for an example of a lush, emotive, romantic and moving interpretation of the material. Gould just sounds like a robot. A boring robot. I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, somebody email me if they have an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108977249089850665?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108977249089850665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108977249089850665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108977249089850665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108977249089850665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/07/heretical-thoughts-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108773524511714215</id><published>2004-06-20T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T05:40:45.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Clinton: Iraq Needs Stable Government&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;u=/ap/20040620/ap_on_re_us/clinton_book&amp;cid=519&amp;ncid=716"&gt;Yahoo News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went on to announce that water is wet and the sky is blue. Developing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108773524511714215?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108773524511714215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108773524511714215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108773524511714215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108773524511714215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/06/clinton-iraq-needs-stable-government.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108587629292640560</id><published>2004-05-29T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T17:18:12.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If Not A Daisy Cutter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napalm, a quad-mount cal 50, willie pete, a tactical nuke, anything. The injustice of the homeless crisis is demanding our compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108587629292640560?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108587629292640560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108587629292640560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108587629292640560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108587629292640560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/05/if-not-daisy-cutter-napalm-quad-mount.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108581507513687049</id><published>2004-05-29T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T00:17:55.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html"&gt;The Cohen Nebula&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look like it, though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108581507513687049?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108581507513687049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108581507513687049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108581507513687049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108581507513687049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/05/cohen-nebula-doesnt-look-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108580617633655653</id><published>2004-05-28T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T21:49:36.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Help The Homeless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Glorious leader, Ron Sims, has magnanimously and graciously ordained a homeless tent city in the leafy shire of Bothell Wa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, a hopeless bleeding-heart soft touch and dedicated advocate of those poor victims of capitalist oppression have a humble suggestion to ease their pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really,is just one daisy cutter too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108580617633655653?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108580617633655653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108580617633655653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108580617633655653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108580617633655653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/05/help-homeless-our-glorious-leader-ron.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108568757999584108</id><published>2004-05-27T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T12:52:59.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Note To Andrew Sullivan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to support a tax on gas I'm going to support a tax on Astroglide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reasoning to support either is equally specious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108568757999584108?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108568757999584108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108568757999584108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108568757999584108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108568757999584108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/05/note-to-andrew-sullivan-if-youre-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108379891041530076</id><published>2004-05-05T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T16:43:14.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bonzo Goes Bye-Bye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Yahoo News:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leakey: World's Great Apes Running Out of Time &lt;br /&gt;(Reuters) - Mankind's closest animal relatives the Great Apes are facing extinction and need urgent action to ensure their survival, Kenyan environmentalist Richard Leakey said Wednesday. "We are looking at a number of species that are certainly our closest relatives and are deeply threatened," he told reporters. "Crisis is an appropriate word."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/fc?tmpl=fc&amp;cid=34&amp;in=science&amp;cat=endangered_and_threatened_species"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what? Apes are a bunch of evolutionary losers. Compared to 6 billion humans there are maybe a few hundred thousand gorillas and chimps and about 10,000 bonobos. Which is fargin' chump change in the Darwinian sweepstakes. Apes are a bunch of useless banana munchers, so why should I care? Mommy Nature wipes out species by the wholesale boatload. I don't see anyone leaking tears over pliohippus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right about now all you nature types are probably whining about how valuable and important apes are.&lt;br /&gt;Well, first off, how valuable and important are species that can't compete? Nature routinely eliminates the losers. If we are to elevate nature to a primary moral principal, then our only ethical position is to stand back and applaud as Magillah and friends bite the dust. Otherwise we'd be interfering with nature, which is a double plus no-no by envirowhacko standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, have any of ya'll nature boys ever been up close and personal with an ape? Apes are smelly, stupid, violent, disgusting animals. I say Good riddance. Would you want one to marry your sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to claim that all animals are valuable a priori I have to ask; all animals? Will you give your all to save the anopheles mosquito? The tsetse fly? The ebola virus? How about those cute, cuddly tape worms?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously you're making a value judgement about which animals take precedence. And face it, apes suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108379891041530076?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108379891041530076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108379891041530076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108379891041530076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108379891041530076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/05/bonzo-goes-bye-bye-from-yahoo-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108379013865506203</id><published>2004-05-05T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T13:57:36.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cinco De Mayo My Ass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start celebrating Cinco de Mayo when the Mexicans  start celebrating the Fourth of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What're we supposed to celebrating, anyway? The Mayo clinic?&lt;br /&gt;Mayonaise? Why the farg should I give a sweet rip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sides which, Corona is fargin' peepeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff a lime in a fargin' Miller if you want to taste lime in lousy beer, ya yuppie dickwads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108379013865506203?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108379013865506203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108379013865506203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108379013865506203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.nytimes.com/2004/05/05/national/05DISN.html?ei=5006&amp;en=89982416bdce50c0&amp;ex=1084334400&amp;partner=ALTAVISTA1&amp;pagewanted=print&amp;position="&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via Drudge)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108373517137455401?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108373517137455401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108373517137455401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108373517137455401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108373517137455401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/05/dude-wheres-my-distribution-if-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108352398183128464</id><published>2004-05-02T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T11:57:22.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Link Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you know you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get that Blog Ecosystem rating up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108352398183128464?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108352398183128464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108352398183128464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108352398183128464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108352398183128464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/05/link-me-come-on-you-know-you-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108352391595560685</id><published>2004-05-02T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T11:56:16.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Standing Head Department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arabs Outraged"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they ever anything but?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outrage seems to be their standard response to any and all situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's try a few other possibilities on for size:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arabs Slightly Miffed" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arabs Annoyed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arabs Displeased, But Reconciled To The Situation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arabs Reasonably Happy With Events"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't work, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108352391595560685?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108352391595560685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108352391595560685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108352391595560685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108352391595560685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/05/standing-head-department-arabs.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-10834675463210764</id><published>2004-05-01T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T20:16:46.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Micah Wright Is A Lying Liar Who Tells Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excrement has hit the turbine. Read this over at Ace Of Spades, or see elsewhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ace-o-spades.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_ace-o-spades_archive.html#108345137211262645&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stinking pusball never saw combat, and lied about everything egregiously, while making a name for himself as an anti-war protester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, John "Winter Soldier" Kerry is looking for a running mate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another stinking pusball leftist loon liar who made his career telling porkies about atrocities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A match made in Heaven - or somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-10834675463210764?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/10834675463210764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=10834675463210764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/10834675463210764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/10834675463210764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/05/micah-wright-is-lying-liar-who-tells.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108308968607478316</id><published>2004-04-27T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T11:19:00.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Big Kitty Cats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this advice over at Kim du Toit's place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The general advice to avoid being eaten by a mountain lion is to travel in groups. If you encounter a mountain lion by yourself or with your children, stop, make yourself look as big as possible, and pick up small children and put them on your shoulders to make you appear even larger. Aggressively defend your position. The idea is to deter their attack by making them think that it isn't going to be easy for them. Pick up a branch or a rock to help fight them if needed. They are just big kitty-cats, so you don't want to appear as smaller prey to them. In particular, running away makes them think you are prey, and will encourage an attack. Yell for help by screaming "cougar!" or something similarly specific rather than just help!.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimdutoit.com/dr/weblog.php?id=P2925"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, I think hitting a poor widdle putty tat with a stick or a rock is just too cruel. And shouting will just hurt their little pointy ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty cats are playful little fur balls, and can't resist an opportunity to chase a toy or cavort with their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to protect yourself from a cougar attack is to pack your pockets with catnip and always keep a small length of string with you.  When you see a cougar say "here kitty kitty kitty" and dangle the string enticingly. Soon your new furry pal will be purring and rubbing against your legs, the big softy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: some people have reccomended rubbing tuna into your hair as a further gesture of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;This is a terrible idea. Cougars are natural environmentalists, and  will refuse to eat tuna because the fishing industry kills so many dolphins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108308968607478316?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108308968607478316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108308968607478316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108308968607478316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108308968607478316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/04/big-kitty-cats-found-this-advice-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108303880950660021</id><published>2004-04-26T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T21:11:03.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Real Kerry Scandal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the commotion, waffling and spinning about Kerry's medals is obscuring a much more serious scandal.&lt;br /&gt;(What was it he did again? Did he throw his medals over a fence, somebody else's medals, his ribbons? He threw up his ribbons? Whatever.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May 1970 John Shitstain Kerry flew to Paris and met secretly with the North Vietnamese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsmax.com/archives/ic/2004/4/11/212859.shtml"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to imagine how that couldn't be construed as treason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing his (or someone's) medals is a disgraceful, repulsive, dishonorable act. But it doesn't begin to match the treasonous, disloyal, illegal and unconstitutional meeting with Amerca's enemies in time of war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one thing to have been anti war, another thing entirely to actively collude with the enemy. Kerry doesn't belong anywhere near the Whitehouse. He shouldn't even be allowed into the country. Send him back to France.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108303880950660021?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108303880950660021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108303880950660021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108303880950660021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108303880950660021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/04/real-kerry-scandal-all-commotion.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108287927956736498</id><published>2004-04-25T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T00:53:06.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog Treatment Evolves To Crunchy Crustacean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way to 7232 in the Blogosphere ecosystem.&lt;br /&gt;In yer face Rajesh Prabhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a big ass thanks to all my faithful readers, all 17 of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so how come the text control buttons don't show up in Konqueror?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108287927956736498?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108287927956736498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108287927956736498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108287927956736498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108287927956736498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/04/blog-treatment-evolves-to-crunchy.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108251514843365452</id><published>2004-04-20T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T13:15:38.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's Official&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Kerry's shit does not stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, it comes pre-wrapped &lt;br /&gt;and portion controlled for your dining convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108251514843365452?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108251514843365452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108251514843365452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108251514843365452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108251514843365452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-official-john-kerrys-shit-does-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108249664201626648</id><published>2004-04-20T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T14:34:46.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Really Hate Hippies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought Easy Rider had a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to be clear about that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108249664201626648?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108249664201626648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108249664201626648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108249664201626648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108249664201626648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-really-hate-hippies-i-always-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108248593622552655</id><published>2004-04-20T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T11:37:54.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kim Gets One Wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim du Toit had this to say about authoritarian governments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I can say, with absolute certainty, is that authoritarian government may be benign at first, but inevitably leads to oppression, war and conquest / occupation, circumstances not beneficial for the fostering of culture (or of civilization, come to think of it).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is clearly true for leftist authoritarianism; it's been a disater wherever it's been imposed, and very difficult to get rid of, and almost impossible to remove without major political upheavals and violence. However, there are a good many counter examples of right-wing authoritarian governments giving way peacefully to a more democratic system - Chile, Spain (democratic at the moment, but sadly voting themselves into dhimmitude, the schmucks) Taiwan, South Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we examine the countries of the world with democratic systems we can divide them into three main groups: (note: for simplicity of expression "democracy" is here taken to include repubican systems of government with a large democratic element along with purer democracies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Indigenously evolved over long periods of time amoung Anglo Saxon/Germanic/Nordic peoples&lt;br /&gt;(U.S., England, Switzerland, Iceland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Imposed by (or inspired by) Anglo Saxon, etc. &lt;br /&gt;(Japan, Germany, India, Israel, most of Europe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Successor to a right-wing dictatorship&lt;br /&gt;(see above, Chile, Spain, South Korea, Taiwan)&lt;br /&gt;(And before y'all leftists start whining about how awful Pinochet was, I want to be clear about this:&lt;br /&gt;I think killing mass quanities of commie scumbags is a Good Idea. I LIKE death squads)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems there is a qualitative difference between left and right authritarianism that leads to formation of democratic institutions from the latter, but not the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The historical example of right wing dictatorships show some broad similarities: The leaders in question may have been corrupt and thuggish, but they also had at least a rudimentary patriotism and love for their country. They were, conciously or not, aware of the limitations of human endeavor. They were not trying to reformulate society into a utopian vision of human perfection. Mostly they just wanted to impose order and stability, and maybe make a few dollars on the side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absent an indigenous predisposition for self-government, a necessary precondition for a democracy is stability and the rule of law. The right-wing dictatorships have a record of brutal but effective imposition of order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't bode well for Iraq. Somebody is going to have to pound civilization, rule of law and civil order into their heads good and hard before any stable democracy can take root. Trying to have a democratic election in Iraq prior to a long period of imposed order would most likely yield rule by a mullah-du-jour, followed by a three part civil war between Sunnis, Shiites and Kurds, followed by chaos. I doubt we have either the will or the resources to install an imperial viceroy in Iraq. What will have to happen is a takeover by a sane, rational, and pro-western dictatator.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108248593622552655?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108248593622552655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108248593622552655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108248593622552655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108248593622552655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/04/kim-gets-one-wrong-kim-du-toit-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108226505736188051</id><published>2004-04-17T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T22:14:58.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This One's Been Making the Rounds:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Grab the nearest book&lt;br /&gt;2) Open the book to page 23. &lt;br /&gt;3) Find the fifth sentence. &lt;br /&gt;4) Post the text of the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This matter is considered in greater detail in chapter 6."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try another, my copy of &lt;em&gt;De Re Metallica&lt;/em&gt; is right next to the first choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Certainly, if mining is a shameful and discreditable employment for a gentleman because slaves once worked mines, then agriculture also will bnot be a very creditable employemnt because slaves once cultivated the fields, and even today do so amounf the Turks; nor will architecture be considered honest, because some slaves have been found skilful in that profession; nor medicine, because not a few doctors have been slaves,nor will any other worthy craft, because men captured by force of arms have practised it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kewl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108226505736188051?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108226505736188051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108226505736188051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108226505736188051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108226505736188051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/04/this-ones-been-making-rounds-1-grab.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108168746633737584</id><published>2004-04-11T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T05:48:18.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pope Calls For Peace in Easter Message&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this is news. When has the Pope ever called for anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pope calls for beer, pizza and pocket-size elephant in Easter message"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108168746633737584?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108168746633737584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108168746633737584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108168746633737584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108168746633737584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/04/pope-calls-for-peace-in-easter-message.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108168733653768000</id><published>2004-04-11T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T05:46:08.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Solve Fermat's Last Theorem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least get the Subservient Chocken to do it.&lt;br /&gt;(hmmm, not sure if his result meets rigorous standards for proof)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.subserviantchicken.com/"&gt;Subservient chicken&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108168733653768000?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108168733653768000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108168733653768000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108168733653768000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108168733653768000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/04/solve-fermats-last-theorem-or-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108051583727812174</id><published>2004-03-28T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T15:20:50.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What is it With Women and paying For Stuff?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens all the time - woman in front of me on line at supermarket asks if they take a credit card. Spends 20 minutes digging around in purse to find card.&lt;br /&gt;Takes another ten minutes to swipe the damn thing. Takes at least 15 minutes to remember how to sign name. Takes even longer if process requires advanced mathematical operation such as entering pin number. WTF???&lt;br /&gt;Just how goddam complicated is it to take out a friggin card, swipe it and sign the the friggin receipt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108051583727812174?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108051583727812174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108051583727812174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108051583727812174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108051583727812174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/what-is-it-with-women-and-paying-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108051553419336855</id><published>2004-03-28T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T15:15:47.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Note to Outback Steakhouse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projectile vomiting sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Explosive diarrhea sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Both at the same time really really really suck.&lt;br /&gt;Last time I eat there, mate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108051553419336855?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108051553419336855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108051553419336855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108051553419336855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108051553419336855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/note-to-outback-steakhouse-projectile.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108017067122347680</id><published>2004-03-24T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T15:27:59.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Imported Matzo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying some imported Iraeli matzos. Something about a matzo made with real arab baby blood instead of the pale, tasteless substitute used in American made matzo gives it an extra zing and zest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108017067122347680?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108017067122347680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108017067122347680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108017067122347680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108017067122347680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/imported-matzo-im-enjoying-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108015267337926583</id><published>2004-03-24T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T10:28:01.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Fun Never Stops&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this Clinton quote over at Tim Blair's place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There were a very large number of &lt;strong&gt;women and children&lt;/strong&gt; in that compound and it's almost like he was daring me to kill them," Clinton said. "I felt it would hurt America's interests if we killed a lot of Afghani &lt;strong&gt;women and children&lt;/strong&gt; and didn't even get him." [emphasis added]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://timblair.spleenville.com/archives/006292.php"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad he didn't express the same level of sympathy and compassion for the women and children at Waco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108015267337926583?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108015267337926583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108015267337926583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108015267337926583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108015267337926583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/fun-never-stops-i-found-this-clinton.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-108010876792776959</id><published>2004-03-23T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:40:37.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Much Vaunted Arab Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coated with a thin wheelchair-and-terrorist&lt;br /&gt;puree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping the IDF serves up an Arafat Burger real soon now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the human shitsmear here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rightwingnews.com/archives/week_2004_03_21.PHP#001877"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-108010876792776959?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/108010876792776959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=108010876792776959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108010876792776959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/108010876792776959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/much-vaunted-arab-street-now-coated.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107991416387927385</id><published>2004-03-21T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T16:12:47.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Europe vs America&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all comes down to bathroom fixtures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America you get two taps, or maybe one joystick trype control. Turn one, you get copious amounts of hat water. Turn the other, you get a raging torrent of cold water. And you can adjust the flow to anything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Europe, your tap is a masterpiece of intricate industrial design, styling and taste. The designer probably won a Nobel prize. The plumber needed a Ph.D just to install it. Your choice of water is a sickly trickle of ice cold, and a vague, uncertain dribble of luke warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-107991416387927385?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/107991416387927385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=107991416387927385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107991416387927385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107991416387927385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/europe-vs-america-it-all-comes-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107974525521628553</id><published>2004-03-19T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T17:31:43.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nuking Gregory Cochran&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gregory Cochran had this to say on Jerry Pournelle's blog recently:&lt;br /&gt;[snip]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I have some trouble with this, because _I_ certainly knew that there was no threat. I knew for sure that they had no nuclear program, when 'nuclear program' is defined as actually _doing_ anything - breeding plutonium, separating isotopes, or building the required facilities.&lt;br /&gt;[snip]&lt;br /&gt;I knew that Iraq had been stony broke for years, had a total governmental budget of maybe one billion, largely stolen from the oil-for-food program, which barely sufficed to pay for a ragged-ass conventional army and secret police - certainly not a Los Alamos or Livermore. I knew that Iraq was small, dirt poor, 60% illiterate - it was _not_ Nazi Germany, it was _not_ crammed with high-quality inventors and scientists and tool-and-die makers. It was and is an incompetent country, full of incompetent people. They are ragheads: let me say this again - RAGHEADS. The idea that Iraq had a burgeoning weapons development program (all totally invisible, of course, done by ragheads paid with sand) ) could only be held by someone who really believed that there are no differences between peoples, and that money does not matter. And who was generally an ignoramus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[snip]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(See the whole thing here:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jerrypournelle.com/mail/mail296.html#Cochran"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.jerrypournelle.com/mail/mail296.html#Cochran"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, this exercise in prescience should not pass unnoticed. If only Bush, Cheney, Blair, Powell, Wolfewitz, Rice and dozens of others had heard the Delphic clarity of the esteemed Mr. Cochran's Tiresian call, rather than the Cassandran obscurity to which he has so shamefully been relegated. Or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, sarcasm off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cochran has been pounding on this hobby horse for months. He hasn't presented anything like credible evidence or a compelling argument that Saddam didn't have WMDs, just asserting his opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claiming that the Iraqis are ragheads, I repeat RAGHEADS, doesn't count for jack squat. Firstly, the Pakistanis are RAGHEADS, and they successfully developed a bomb. Is there some reason to suspect that Pakis are less ragheady than Iraqis? I don't think so. GDP per capita, which might do as a stand in for ragheadedness, is $2,000 for Pakistan and $2,400 for Iraq. This is pre-war data. In other words, with sanctions in place, under one of the world's worst dictatorships the Iraqis manged to make more money than the Paks. So, raghead Pakis can and did develop a nuke. So far, no good reason the think the Iraqis couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next point: Nuclear bombs are 1940's technology. I mean we're talking vacuum tubes, AM radio and B&amp;W television here. The actual technology to produce a Uranium bomb is pretty simple, 85 kg of 90% enriched U235 and some sort of cannon type device to assemble the critical mass. It's so simple and predictable that the Los Alamos group didn't have to explode a prototype, they just built it and dropped it on Hiroshima. A Plutonium bomb is a bit more difficult, but still, it's not all that difficult. It's been done by the US, the English, the French, the Russians, the Pakistanis, the Indians, the Israelis, and possible by a few others. (for more detail see The Making of the Atom Bomb by Richard Rhodes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What presents ome difficulty is not the actual technology of the bomb, but aquiring the fissionables to make one. Uranium enrichment or plutonium breeding requires a very large faciity. This is not an easy thing to hide, but it has been done. See North Korea for one example, and the Israeli program for another.&lt;br /&gt;There is no good reason to think that Saddam couln't have hidden his program as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem, or at least, a problem faced by civilized nations is manufacturing a bomb without killing the personel doing the grunt work of bomb assembly. And in this case, a ruthless dictator such as Sadam would be able to use slave labor and bury the results. Freeman Dyson made this point in a speech I saw back around 1981. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nukes aren't very difficult technology, ragheads can make them, and disguising a nuclear weapons program can be done. And Cochran is a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-107974525521628553?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/107974525521628553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=107974525521628553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107974525521628553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107974525521628553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/nuking-gregory-cochran-gregory-cochran.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107965390909362629</id><published>2004-03-18T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T15:56:12.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Solving The Nigerian Problem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World Factbook shows some pretty dismal data for Nigeria - GDP per capita of $900, average life expectancy 51 years, 28% unemployment. Basically, the place is a shit hole. Which is a shame, considering how much money they have locked up in innacessable bank accounts. I get several offers a day to help bail these poor people out of their predicament. There must be hundreds, if not thousands of individuals in Nigeria with fortunes amounting to tens of millions of dollars each that they can't utilize. Just think of the economic miracle which could be wrought in Nigeria if all this capital were to be freed up. Really, it's a moral imperative to lend a hand where so little effort on our part could do so much good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a mere 10% commission I, and many like me are in a position to help these poor suckers by providing our bank details so that they may transfer there frozen fortune through our accounts. Now, I realize this simple action may be too much of an obligation for many to assume. Also, and it pains me to say this, the honesty of some of my countrymen may not be of the highest possible standards, and the temptation of &lt;br /&gt;keeping all of the $130 million fortune of Mrs. Dorkomina ABATCHA (for one example) may be too great to be resisted. Maybe it would be best if the World Bank were to take a hand by establishing an account for all of Nigeria in international hands the money could be freed, and distributed fairly to the most needy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the World Bank issue every Nigerian with a Visa check card (tm), drawing on the national account. I can't think of a better solution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-107965390909362629?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/107965390909362629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=107965390909362629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107965390909362629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107965390909362629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/solving-nigerian-problem-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107955996853566654</id><published>2004-03-17T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T13:49:26.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cat Blogging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching my mini tiger patrol the lawn today I keep wondering what it is about these murderous little predators that makes them so charming. Is it the appeal of a miniature version of a deadly carnivore?&lt;br /&gt;Would a 1 foot tall tyranosuarus that rubbed agaisnt your legs, purred and played with string be as &lt;br /&gt;appealing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=mmolehill&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-107955996853566654?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/107955996853566654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=107955996853566654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107955996853566654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107955996853566654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/cat-blogging-watching-my-mini-tiger.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107955909655823617</id><published>2004-03-17T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T13:45:32.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dhimmi Follies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Harris wrote the following in his Tech Central Station article today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suppose that last week's attack had not been the work of terrorists, but the work of the United States. Suppose American jets had flown over Madrid on Thursday morning and dropped a scattering of bombs on the commuter trains, killing and maiming the exact same people who were killed and maimed in the terrorist's attack. Suppose, further, that President Bush had subsequently announced that Spain would be subjected to further attacks if the Spanish voters did not vote as he wished them to vote.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techcentralstation.com/031704C.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I generally agree with his point, but I think this analogy has a fundamental weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The case he makes involves a concrete demand, from an identifiable entity (the US) of known strength, and the ability to apply an overwhelming level of force should its demands not be met. For the given case it would not be irrational or cowardly for the Spanish to accede to the demand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the actual case the terrorists exploded their bombs and sat back while the Spanish lined up like good little dhimmies and voted for what they hoped would appease the Islamists. Which is entirely more cowardly, craven and morally bankrupt than Harris' example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spanish deserve to lose the respect of civilized peoples everywhere. They have allowed themselves to be stampeded on to the side of anti-civilization, slavery and oppresion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=mmolehill&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-107955909655823617?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/107955909655823617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=107955909655823617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107955909655823617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107955909655823617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/dhimmi-follies-lee-harris-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107945216275550204</id><published>2004-03-16T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T13:46:04.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A party game for scientists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Match The Publication To The Nationality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) The paper has 37 authors. The text starts with a detailed&lt;br /&gt;description of the origin of the universe in the big bang, covers the&lt;br /&gt;formation of heavy elements in supernovae, the Milky Way, the birth of&lt;br /&gt;the Sun and planets, the origin of life, plate techtonics, human&lt;br /&gt;evolution, societal development, the complete history of the relevant&lt;br /&gt;field, starting with preshistory through the ancient Greeks and&lt;br /&gt;medieval alchemists. The actual unique results reported occur in the&lt;br /&gt;final paragraph of the paper and involve a slightly more detailed&lt;br /&gt;measurement of the half life of negative ions in neutral polymer&lt;br /&gt;solution than was reported last year by the same researchers at the&lt;br /&gt;same annual conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) The author has 23 pages of painstakenly worked out calculations.&lt;br /&gt;He's obviously an intelligent man who knows his subject thouroughly.&lt;br /&gt;Reading between the lines it appears that his actual apparatus&lt;br /&gt;consisted of some twisted bailing wire, used chewing gum and a broken&lt;br /&gt;toaster. This publication would probably have been a significant&lt;br /&gt;contribution to the field 30 years ago. As it is, you wonder why the&lt;br /&gt;author bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) The author might have an important contribution. Or maybe not. It's&lt;br /&gt;hard to tell. The structure of the paper is incoherent, and careens&lt;br /&gt;recklessly between snippets of significant data and pointless detail.&lt;br /&gt;It's as if he had no idea what is important data to present, and what&lt;br /&gt;isn't, and just wrote down anything that popped into his head as it&lt;br /&gt;occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Total bollocks. The author is confused beyond belief, and presents&lt;br /&gt;results that violate all of known physics, causality, common sense, the&lt;br /&gt;laws of god and man, and probably the tax code. All presented with such&lt;br /&gt;certainty and assurance that you want to pound your head with a&lt;br /&gt;concrete block until it goes away. You wonder if the author found his&lt;br /&gt;Ph.D. on the sidewalk, or in a box of Crackerjacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Not all that bad, really. Looks like he did some significant work.&lt;br /&gt;And the description of his experiment is giving you a serious case of&lt;br /&gt;apparatus envy. This paper almost makes sitting through three days of&lt;br /&gt;the other idiots worth it. This is the only paper you've seen so far&lt;br /&gt;that you might want to read carefully when you get home. The author's&lt;br /&gt;list of degrees and titles is longer than the actual text. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Russian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Japanese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)German&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Indian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=mmolehill&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-107945216275550204?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/107945216275550204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=107945216275550204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107945216275550204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107945216275550204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/party-game-for-scientists-match.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107939523159942968</id><published>2004-03-15T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T16:05:56.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Recipe Blogging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Vodkapundit got that I ain't got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretzels and Hummus&lt;br /&gt;A great taste combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin Seeds with Soy Sauce&lt;br /&gt;Coat seeds liberally with soy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;Spread in a single layer on a dish and microwave until&lt;br /&gt;soy sauce starts to dry and seeds begin to get crispy.&lt;br /&gt;An oddly synergistic combination, the end result doesn't taste like either&lt;br /&gt;of the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricotta and hot sauce&lt;br /&gt;Mix a few spoonfuls of good quality salsa into some whole milk ricotta.&lt;br /&gt;The result should be a vaguely repulsive pinkish color. Suprisingly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=mmolehill&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-107939523159942968?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/107939523159942968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=107939523159942968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107939523159942968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107939523159942968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/recipe-blogging-whats-vodkapundit-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107938883742827227</id><published>2004-03-15T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T14:17:13.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pointless Activity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rub a styrofoam shipping peanut on shirt to build up static charge. Stick to cat.&lt;br /&gt;Mildly amusing fun for the whole family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-107938883742827227?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/107938883742827227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=107938883742827227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107938883742827227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107938883742827227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/pointless-activity-rub-styrofoam.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107938781032066712</id><published>2004-03-15T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T14:51:46.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Spain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. Words fail me. Why stop at voting for appeasment, when you could just as easily wrap yourself in a burqa and strap on the dynamite. Happy dhimmitude, jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=mmolehill&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625081-107938781032066712?l=blogtreatment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/107938781032066712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625081&amp;postID=107938781032066712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107938781032066712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625081/posts/default/107938781032066712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtreatment.blogspot.com/2004/03/spain-sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Man Mountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11234369190089537862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625081.post-107938735323657475</id><published>2004-03-15T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T14:52:16.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Outsourcing My Ass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that spunky? You say they outsourced your IT/tech support job to Buttholistan. Well, tough noogies, I mean I'm cryin' in my fricken Meisterbrau here. It's not like you IT jackholes were worth an infected pimple on Satan's ass to start with. My sum total of experience with IT jerkoffs over the years has been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Blame the problem on me. No matter what, it's my fault. Don't even bother to try to understand what I'm complaining about, just blame it on me. For extra credit, read it from a script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Tell me the only way to fix a critical error that makes your companies' POS software useless is to spend another $600 on the latest version, less than 1 year after spending $600 on the original purchase. Which you can't be bothered to support anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Somehow managing to delete my entire hard drive, including 6 months of vital project files, while attempting to reload the driver for a sound card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Spend all of 5 minutes dicking with the computer, leaving it in a useless state and completely failing to address the problem before going off to the production floor to talk to your girlfriend for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Not speaking English, or any other recognizable human language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You buttwipes deserve to have your phony baloney jobs exported. 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