It might be!

I'm no huge fan of the Chinese - um - Chinamen; however, they negotiate far better than do we.

Case in point: someone is now negotiating with an idiot who stormed the Discovery Channel headquarters, an apparent convert to Al Gore's religion of environmentalism.

The negotiations are ongoing (at this moment.)


In China, they deal like this:















End of negotiations.




Snopes says it is so!

Five years ago today, hurricane Katrina rolled ashore, bringing with it God's vengeance upon trailer parks and housing projects (little known fact: God did not allow Katrina to touch any houses with values greater than $80,000 or any homes occupied by white people - or so the history books and community organizers will say.)

To mark the occasion, Spike Lee recently produced a documentary for HBO titled, "If God is Willing and Da Creek Don't Rise." I watched part, for posterity, and was baffled.

When people describe the victims of Katrina, they always (emotionally) champion the indigent, those without the means to leave; yet when the pictures start rolling, I see thousands of healthy 20-somethings with the capacity - if nothing more - to walk away from New Orleans. Instead, they holed up in Wal Marts and sporting arenas and took advantage of 5-finger discounts and waited for someone to save them from themselves.

In Spike Lee's interesting - if not humorous - documentary, one local community organizer (now I know what they do!) lamented the damage Katrina did to one local housing project, and referred to the eventual demolition of those projects as "ethnic cleansing." When I think "ethnic cleansing", I think of Serbs and Bosnians and wholesale slaughter. What I do not consider ethnic cleaning: destroying a condemned housing project. I guess Newton was right, frame of reference matters.

I recall, with great clarity, those retards bussed to Houston, getting off the buses, comparing the buses to the slave ships that enslaved free men. I recall the idiots disembarking, refusing bottles of water, saying they wanted cokes. I remember crime spiking in the Astrodome area as thousands of New Orleans criminals went out in search of new opportunities to rob and pillage and destroy.

Lest anyone miss the point, I didn't see Biloxi Mississippi (all but wiped off the map) complaining of not enough aid and not enough outside intervention; instead, they were busy rebuilding. Black and whites were equally devastated in Mississippi and set about restoring their lives. Five years after, New Orleans is still bitching about how they got screwed, still whines about how Bush did them wrong.

Throughout Spike Lee's documentary, politicians and citizens alike complained that the federal government hadn't done enough to save them, hadn't done enough to rebuild their lives. Strangely, none produced a copy of the Constitution and pointed to the section the federal government was neglecting. How can New Orleans, creators of their own destiny, hold someone else responsible for their stupidity, their laziness, their corruption, their mismanagement, and their eventual salvation (to be defined by the people, presumably.)



Two years after Katrina, a Houston television station ran a special on post-Katrina lives. They interviewed 2 individuals: one was back in New Orleans, working to recover what was destroyed, one was living in a hotel in south Houston (on FEMA's dime) and waiting. He said he wasn't working, he was waiting for FEMA to decide where to finally locate him (he had been in the same hotel for 2 years), and once FEMA put him somewhere permanent, he'd look for a job. He lost everything when his apartment flooded - and was then demolished.

The lesson to be learned (that Spike Lee and the community organizer somehow missed) is this: when standing in a roadway - where one should not be standing - don't be surprised when a semi comes barreling down the road, straight at you. And, when it does, don't wait for someone to help you move you out of the way. And when someone doesn't move you out of the way and you get run over, don't blame the people smart enough to not be standing in the roadway.

Freedom and responsibility go hand-in-hand, funny how you never hear New Orleans complain about freedom. They don't want freedom (nor the responsibility that comes with it), they just want more free shit.



Katrina was a racist.
And I hate New Orleans.

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1. The fattest of the fat-bottomed girls are on the lowest of the low-impact machines and moving at the lowest of the low speeds: causation or correlation?

2. Gym chicks are hot, they have some degree of personal accountability and a demonstrable commitment to - something. And they tend to be in better shape than the non-gym types.

3. I begin my workouts with a few miles on the tread mill, I tend to decide on distance based on one of 2 criteria: find the fattest person in the place and continue till they quit, or go 5 miles: I end when the greater of the 2 occurs.

4. To the idiot teens that jump on a tread mill, run full-tilt for 2-3 minutes, then stop and walk around like they rule: congratulations, you are the future of this country, we are so screwed.

5. To the fat guys that try to dress as though the fat is muscle: good luck with that, and the toupee.

6. Lest anyone think I am advocating skinniness, women should have curves. (Even white boys got to shout...")

7. I've found that a fat ass on the tread mill in front of me is almost as motivating as a nice ass: one reminds me of a possible future, the other just provides a nice view.

8. "Bodily exercise profiteth little," but it does profitt-eth. Where the heart and lungs go, other muscles follow.

9. It takes a very specific body type to look OK in jog bra and spandex shorts: it is great when it works, it is unspeakable when it doesn't. More often than not, it is unspeakable.

10. Most people are lazy.