Monday, November 27, 2017

Fukkin Really America? Part 2

What with tensions continuing to simmer at high pitch over North Korea. With allegations of sexual impropriety alleged against a Republican Senate candidate, and a Democratic Senator, with trade talks going on on several fronts, and with Trump's ratings still in the tank, you wouldn't think a pie would cause such controversy.
   Not just any pie, either. This one:
   Which White House press secretary Sarah Huckabee Sanders claims, even though she admits she's not a great cook, she baked last week. A chocolate pecan pie, nonetheless. She tweeted a photo of it, with the plain white background, and that's lead to questions about her culinary expertise.. In fact, there are some who say she didn't bake it at all, and if she did, they want to see said pie in a more natural surrounding. Her kitchen counter, for example.
   Truth to tell, it does look somewhat suspicious. Like it came out of a cookbook or something. And while fighting over a fucking chocolate pecan pie seems trivial, some are saying (out loud, and by a Republican) that it also speaks to the credibility of an administration and a president who have faced repeated questions about truthfulness.
   Slow news day down in the States? Maybe this is what The Donald means when he yaks on and on about 'fake news'.
   Tell you what, though. Put some ice cream or whipped cream on it, and let me delve into it. I'll judge whether the pie is fake or not.
   'Nuff said

Thursday, November 16, 2017

   Ugly Christmas sweaters. They've unfortunately been around for a few years now. They run the gamut from mildly offensive
   To retch making
   (I'm NOT an Edmonton Oilers fan). In fact, several offices run annual "ugly sweater" contests to see who has the ugliest of the ugly. Luckily, the office I'm in does not. But of we ever did, I think I'd have a winner
   No, I was not the model for the graphic. I don't know who was responsible for this, but that person should be slapped repeatedly with a limp piece of spaghetti.
   If you want the truth, I don't even own a sweater, let alone something as ghastly as any of the above. And if I ever did, I think Mrs. Ratbag would likely slap me with a piece of limp spaghetti repeatedly. And throw the sweater on the fire. Either that, or give it to our pets for a bed.
  'Nuff said.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Sorry America. It's Time You Put The Guns Down

   I know all about the 2nd Amendment and all the bullshit that goes with the argument "in a militia". I know you love your guns down there. I also know the majority of American's don't have a gun. And before you say "Ratbag; you're a left-wing pinko", I assure you I'm not. I've owned guns in the past, and am considering getting back into shooting. But seriously my American friends, don't you think it's time to at least start looking at some form of restrictions? Not as far as we go here, where anything with a muzzle velocity over 495 fps requires you to have a license. But something?
   In the wake of the church shooting in Texas, I've already seen a number of my social media friends suggesting they're going to start packing wherever they go. I've even heard one asshole go as far as saying "guns in church". Anyone who has followed even a portion of this blog knows I'm not religious. in fact, I'm atheist. Still, a church (until today) used to be a place of sanctuary. But not anymore. 28 dead, 20+ wounded.
  Couple that with the carnage in Vegas not long ago, and you have to ask "does anyone really, REALLY need a semi-automatic assault rifle"? With magazines that can hold in excess of 30 rounds or more? Or do we have to start having people take their gun to church. I've (also) heard after past massacres "the shooter wouldn't have killed do many of someone had been packing heat". Maybe. But more likely, the death count would be even higher during an exchange between 2 shooters, rather than 1.
   If this keeps up, my southern neighbours, Kim Jong-Un won't have to nuke you. You'll have killed most of your own countrymen off yourselves. Rant over
   'Nuff said.