Dean Esmay goes off on the false reporting in the Superdome about the rapes and murders: Dead babies stuffed in ice coolers. Women, children, and babies of all ages raped. Cannibalism. Shootings everywhere. Corpses numbered in the hundreds at the Superdome, and tens of thousands throughout the city. Bulls**t. It was all f**king bulls**t. You know, I am usually one of the first to stand up and say I hate false accusations of racism, and how America is mostly over that crap from the past, but someone please tell me: why did we all believe this racist bulls**t about the darkies down in New Orleans?...

Due to a well-placed strike by a Deere excavator (pictured), I have been without cable TV or high-speed access for the past 3 days and counting. And since I’ve been on vacation, I haven’t accessed da ‘Net from the ol’ job. Funny thing is that I’m self-employed and REFUSE to drive a few miles just to access the Internet or cable TV. Why? Cause I’m enjoying the family too much, ya dig? My wife and I have finally started making a dent in all the movies on DVD we own. Been messing around with the kiddies and wearing myself out. And the little static background...

Dean Esmay points to an article on GALATICA.TV about “Naturalistic Science Fiction” and the use of that concept in the hit television show Battlestar Galatica. Our goal is nothing less than the reinvention of the science fiction television series. We take as a given the idea that the traditional space opera, with its stock characters, techno-double-talk, bumpy-headed aliens, thespian histrionics, and empty heroics has run its course and a new approach is required. That approach is to introduce realism into what has heretofore been an aggressively unrealistic genre. Call it “Naturalistic...

Days behold lives unfold Can’t move on so much untold Shades of gold we’ve been sold Been deceived while we believe If today is all we see Then tomorrow seems to me Is just an illusion we believe Strive to see hope to be To be some small part of eternity If today is all we see Then tomorrow seems to me is Just an illusion we believe – Zero 7, “Morning Song” I simply love this song. The lyrics mirror my point of view regarding the future. The living you do today is how the future will be. And it doesn’t matter how far or near in the future. So I’m...

I was once told by a “friend” that I damned and going to hell since I didn’t accept Jesus Christ as my savior. I shrugged my shoulders and just said: We all have our hangups. I have never been bothered by people telling me such things. I’m not a Christian so it doesn’t bother me. Nor am I a fan of organized religion. But I never try to stop anyone from going to church. “Do what you gotta do” is my motto. That’s why I had a lil’ chuckle over La Shawn Barber’s words on this subject: Telling someone that without Christ they are damned,...

Official curmudgeon Francis W. Porretto raises some interesting points about certainties. I picked out a few of his points and pontifications to respond to: An honest, intelligent man who’s properly humble before the evidence so copiously provided by reality cannot help but know that certainty about any general proposition is a highly risky posture. Yet it is a feature of our time that those who have the least claim even to low-level factual knowledge about a subject are usually those most certain about their opinions on it. This is stone truth. I wrote a rant about Hurricane Katrina and...

Comedian George Lopez and the legendary comedian Richard Pryor taken in June 2005. It pains me to see how multiple sclerosis has tore into Richard Pryor. I’m not going to lie. I damn near shed a tear when I saw this picture. But ol’ Pryor is hanging tough. He even keeps a blog of sorts on his official site with the help of his wife Jenny. Glad to see he hasn’t lost any of his edge. The man is still orney, pissed off, foul, and too damn funny. So many comedians look at Richard Pryor as the Uber Comedian. In his stand-up routines, the man could take any situation, and I...

You ever go to restaurant with a person that acts like they are physically ill, outraged, offended, and downright insane when the food is presented? Example: Waiter or waitress sets the plate of food in front of this person and he/she she ruffles their nose, makes a dispairing face, clutches their stomach, and says a foul remark about how nasty the dish is. Now this jellyroll head ordered the meal from the menu. There’s nothing visibly wrong with the food. And they make a production before even tasting the food! Did I mention that they ordered the meal? When that happens, I feel like...

I wrote the following in an earlier blog entry about Cindy Sheehan (mother of Spc. Casey Sheehan, KIA in Iraq) : Cindy Sheehan lost her son in a war. Regardless of what she said the first time to President Bush and what she is saying know, she’s entitled to be a little crazy. Not everyone deals with grief the same way. So stop using her! Both sides! ENOUGH! Watching her now, I fully realize that we’re watching a person go insane and it isn’t cool. Heck, it’s ugly. I said she was a little crazy over the death of her son (which I defended). Now this woman is just saying...

A punk fool! Why would I say that about Detroit’s young mayor? Because the man insinuated (more like a sucker-punched) that challenger Freman Hendrix has criminals in his family: Mayor’s race: Nasty! Ugly! Kilpatrick-Hendrix debate sets stage for wild election By Judy Lin and David Josar / The Detroit News Incumbent Kwame Kilpatrick and challenger Freman Hendrix traded accusations of incompetence and dishonesty Thursday in a brawling debate that signals a hot and intensely personal run-up to the Nov. 8 mayoral election in Detroit. But what drew the lowest, loudest “ooh”...