Abraham Who?

I notice that President Obama didn’t list the Siege of Petersburg on his accomplishments.  He’s modest that way.

US Grant consults President Obama

It’s not Michael Ramirez or Stoaty Weasel, but I thought it moderately amusing.

Update:  Sarjex finds us another photo of an important historical personality in conference with the Prezzy.

Sand: Not the Best Material for Handling the Rain

There’s a sand sculpture of President Obama in Charlotte a few blocks from the convention hall.  The sculpture’s taken some damage from periodic rainstorms that come through the area.

A torrential downpour that struck Charlotte on Saturday afternoon damaged the Mount Rushmore-style sand sculpture bust of President Obama — an ominous beginning to what many fear is a plagued convention.

Kinda creepy, actually

 

Most of the damage seems to be near the base of the sculpture, as it’s covered by an overhead breezeway.  Ironic that the  convention is in North Carolina, the sculpture is sponsored by a city in South Carolina, and the sand is from an inland mine.

But landlocked Charlotte is nearly 200 miles from the ocean — and the sand is actually from a mine in South Carolina.

Looks like there will be a few jobs created or saved…at least until the end of the convention while workers patch up damage after every good thunderstorm.

Of Course they Didn’t Intend those Unintended Consequences

Government regulation of the big bad, evil, poopyhead bankers has unintended consequences for the little guy. Whoda thunk it?

Big banks have been firing low-level employees like Eggers since the issuance of new federal banking employment guidelines in May 2011 and new mortgage employment guidelines in February.

The tougher standards are meant to weed out executives and mid-level bank employees guilty of transactional crimes, like identity fraud or mortgage fraud, but they are being applied across-the-board thanks to $1 million a day fines for noncompliance.

Overlawyered points out that two of the heinous criminals caught up in the dragnet are:

…a bank employee with seven years’ service who used a slug in a washing machine in 1963, and a 58-year-old customer service representative with a shoplifting conviction forty years ago.

Of course, one might argue that the intent of the law was to ensure the honesty and integrity of the greedy corporate banker fat cats slobs and not to allow said greedy…etc to use the threat of $1 million per day fines as a reason to fire good, honest, hard-working people at the low levels of the totem pole. There’s really no threat from the million dollar per day fines to the banks.  Surely prosecutors would know that these people have done their time and are entitled to the presumption that a clean plate over the past several decades means that they are not the devious douchebags that this law was intended to target.  Federal prosecutors would certainly use their discretion and not go after the bank for failure to fire a guy who spent 60 days in the county lockup back in 1972.  Surely, no prosecutor would ever abuse that discretion in order to further their careersOf course notNever.

Of course, if it did somehow happen, they’d be held accountable, right?  So this whole exercise is merely an excuse to get rid of employees that they don’t like.

It certainly couldn’t be another example of congress passing a I’m-tough-on-the-boogeyman-du-jour-look-what-I-did law without actually thinking it through.

I’m Certain that His Friend Learned a Valuable Lesson

Though I’m not sure that it was the one intended.

A South Carolina man has died after demonstrating the proper way to shoot yourself in the head police say.

Police say the death was an accident and Mr Gagum didn’t realize the black handgun was loaded, firing off on the third squeeze.

If there are bright, brass-colored thingies visible in the chamber, you might not want to point it at your head.

 

I will stipulate that, given the outcome, he was totally right about the proper way to do it.  So there’s that.

A Tyranny Sincerely Exercised

CS Lewis once said:

Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron’s cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.

That out of the way, it’s time for Reason’s Nanny of the Month.

Just Imagine My Surprise

I find it interesting that for generations now, the mantra of feminism has been how harmful sexual objectification is for women’s mental health.  I seem to recall being told that women were more than a pretty set of curves (not that there’s anything wrong with that–I happen to like a nice set of curves, but I digress…), but that they were also valuable for their intelligence, wisdom, and leadership skills.  I’m also informed that gender wage gaps are bad.  Finally, I am bombarded with the notion that this is all the fault of the paternalistic right-wing whackos.

And yet…

I now hear that there’s a war on women, fought mainly by the resistance to giving out free contraceptives.   I consider myself libertarian on most social issues, and I don’t begrudge a woman the right to use contraception if she wishes.  I just don’t believe that society  should be made to pay for it.  And I certainly don’t believe that someone who has religious qualms about birth control should be required to pitch in.  But that seems to be enough to label me as a right-wing whackjob who hates women and stuff.

And yet…

Of course, there really doesn’t seem to be too much to get outrageously outraged about.  America has women governors, cabinet secretaries, senators, and respected business leaders across the board.  Is it perfectProbably not, but only a damned fool would say progress has not been steady and continuing.

And yet…

The arguments that I hear coming from the left are all about sex.  I hear very little about the evils of sexual objectification.  In fact, it seems to be the goal.  Perhaps this is the result of realizing that there really has been tremendous progress, and still absolutely aching to be outraged about something.  Or maybe it’s just desperation.  Whatever the reason, it now gives us the, dare I say, hysterical, image of leftist protesters at the RNC dressing up as ridiculously huge vaginas while holding signs demanding that the GOP respect women.

I’ll respect you as soon as I stop laughing at you.

 

So far the Republican party is leading on the economy.  If this is all the democrats have in the quiver, I see a W in the gender column for the GOP, too.

Apparently, I’m Doing it Wrong

I was going to update my Neil Young Armstrong post, but I felt it was more important to confess my sins and come clean afresh.  Apparently, my homage to the great explorer and pioneer was insufficiently grand, as I included a stock NASA photo of the man.  Turns out, the proper homage would have been to include a stock photo of myself.

I do hereby humbly apologize for the grievous sin of not making it all about me.

A most humble hat tip to Stoaty

Not Smart

Not a particularly bright move on the part of the staffer in question.

Granted it wasn’t quite as bad as the dustup during the Coakley campaign (as Prof Jacobson reminds us), but it’s still not a smart reaction to an opposition tracker.  A tracker who is likely trying to get that very sort of reaction on camera.

Trackers have become a fact of life on the campaign trail, thanks to the decline in the cost of recording everything.  In fact, this is precisely the kind of thing that trackers want to catch on camera, along with candidate gaffes and inconsistencies.  How smart is it to hand that kind of event to one’s opponent on a silver platter?

The candidate who lets his staff, or himself, loose their cool in front of a camera doesn’t usually have things end well for them.

And So the War on Women Continues

Vodkapundit brings us the cheerful news that North Korea has repealed a law banning women from riding bicycles.

The new government up north is trying to come up with inexpensive things it can do that will improve morale. One recent action was to repeal a 1990s law that prohibited women from riding bicycles.

Of course, the woman-hating neanderthals in charge in this country would never be so generous.  The poor and downtrodden women in this country could only dream of one day riding a bike in the city.  Or perhaps they dream of not getting stoned to death for adultery.  I understand honor killings suck, too.

Some day the plant of liberty will flower and spread the pollen of equality throughout the stamens of oppression.  When that day comes, we shall raise our voices to praise the lord and pass the antihistamine.

One Giant Bummer for Mankind

Neil Armstrong has taken his last giant leap off this mortal coil and joined the Space Program Invisible.

Sleep well, flyboy. You’ve earned the rest.

Update:  NBC Reports the Death of Neil Young.  Oops.  While I’m sure Neil Young spent plenty of time in the 60’s high as a kite, possibly even on the moon, he’s still alive and kicking.