Scheduled Blog Maintenance
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I regret to announce that blog service may be interrupted this Thursday and Friday, as I voyage to New Mexico. I thought about staying home and using a lighter to burn a dollar bill about every 8 minutes (but saving the gas and pain of sitting in a car for 8 hours), but decided that wasn’t a workable option.
Why 8 minutes? Assuming $3.75/gal, 33MPG (presviously observed), and avg speed of 65MPH, you get an average fuel burn of 12.3 cents per minute. Factoring in parts wear, a dollar every eight minutes is probably overly generous. And while gas can still be had for $3.60 here in Big D, out in the Styx (and in New Mexico), you’d have to provide sexual favors to get gas for less than $3.80 or $3.90.
And yes, fun with numbers is fun. And excessive.
Also, based on a really expensive consultant’s advice, there may be format changes forthcoming.
In China, the Earth decided to make some format changes via a nice 7.9 magnitude earthquake. Here we learn that shoddy construction methods + crowded urban environment + big bad rumble shake shake = indiscriminate population control.
Continuing the lessons of population control in Asia, we seeing further what having a terrible government in charge of a poor populace leads to in Myanmar. The military rulers in Myanmar ought to cast an eye over to pre-WWII China and remember that if you take away enough from the people you rule, eventually the threat of death isn’t a deterrent. Maybe we need to throw some history books in with the aid shipment.
Along the same lines, things still not looking great in Lebanon. To recap, Lebanon, Zimbabwe, Myanmar: all off the vacation list.
Coming back to the domestic side of things, we see that tomorrow Mrs. Clinton expects a big win in West Virginia. Why the big win? Well, since it’s obviously not due to a lack of ethic demographics at the voting booths, it must be because of the sophisticated electorate.
Like most people in Mingo County, West Virginia, Leonard Simpson is a lifelong Democrat. But given a choice between Barack Obama and John McCain in November, the 67-year-old retired coalminer would vote Republican.
“I heard that Obama is a Muslim and his wife’s an atheist,” said Mr Simpson, drawing on a cigarette outside the fire station in Williamson, a coalmining town of 3,400 people surrounded by lush wooded hillsides.
Mr Simpson’s remarks help explain why Mr Obama is trailing Hillary Clinton, his Democratic rival, by 40 percentage points ahead of Tuesday’s primary election in the heavily white and rural state, according to recent opinion polls.
It seems I should insert some sort of biting, curt commentary here about reaping what you sew, but surely I am mistaken.
What does this do for Clinton’s presidential bid? Nothing, of course. It’s still about as alive as that woman in Florida a couple years ago. All that’s left is a lawsuit, some bitter tears for the media, and then turning out the lights.
Clinton for VP? If you want Obama to win, you better start throwing Holy Water on Clinton to make her go away, but rumor has it the Mrs. Obama isn’t to keen on the idea to begin with. Clinton brings Obama nothing, and brings me only typos that I have to constantly correct.
I’ve been waiting to see who my leader will be, and a new front runner has emerged: Mr. Barr. He still has to beat the former anonymous Democrat Mike Gravel, but I’m not sure that will be such a hard thing to do.
I can’t wait to throw my vote straight into the toilet in November. It’ll be grand.
By the way, did any democratic supporters of Gravel realize he supported the general equivalent of privatising Social Security?
So, yeah. Go world, and everyone have a happy stuff.
