'Tard of the Week - Sally Kern

God bless Oklahoma Representative Sally Kern. Like Karl Rove and Rush Limbaugh, she's the Republican gift that just keeps on giving and giving, even when you'd really like to tell her to wipe he drool off her chin and keep her ideas to herself.

Her latest wackadoodle endeavor is called the "OKLAHOMA CITIZEN’S PROCLAMATION FOR MORALITY." She's championing this startling piece of rhetoric because she honestly believes...wait for it...that our economic woes are being caused by our immoral behavior.

Now, on the surface, this kind of makes sense. There were plenty of people whose unbridled greed did lead to this crisis, especially in light of sub prime mortgages and other financial shenanigans.

But that's not the type of moral turpitude Representative Kern is referring to.

She feels that "abortion, pornography, same sex marriage, sex trafficking, divorce, illegitimate births, child abuse, and many other forms of debauchery" are the root cause. That's right - Adam Smith's invisible hand is bitch-slapping the market because some single lesbian had the temerity to want a family and actually, you know, marry her partner.

Oh, and the supporting cause of our troubles? That bastard Obama who refuses to adequately participate in our "National Day of Prayer."

::snort::

It appears that Representative Kern's desire for the spotlight is only outweighed by her complete and utter ignorance of economics and what constitutes ethical behavior.

That's right, Sally Kernservative - I'm calling you out for being a complete and utter 'tard, completely unqualified to speak on any matter of importance, up to and including the economic crisis, America's moral character, and whether or not President Obama is a fit moral leader. In fact, I think you yourself are a completely unfit moral leader, due to your obvious bigotry, self-righteousness and willful inability to see reality.

Fucking 'tard. I think everyone concerned would be happier if you'd simply shut the fuck up from now on, don't you?

Guest Blogger - "A Topic Serious in Nature"

The following piece was written by my Smart Daughter. She originally posted it on Facebook, but has given me permission to repost it here, since she feels the issue does not get enough coverage in the mainstream media.

A Topic Serious in Nature

Today I'd like to talk about a common misconception that I fear is seriously damaging America; the ideas we have about underage prostitution, and the girls who are forced to do it.

We, as Middle class Americans (as that describes pretty much all of my f-list) seem to have this idea that these girls run away from home with the intention of becoming a whore. And some of them do. However, the majority run away from bad situations, with no idea of how a decent relationship should run and are picked up by and preyed upon by their pimps. The pimp will present himself as a caring, loving, boyfriend/father figure. Once his "love" has been established he will slowly start waging a psychological warfare upon the girl, becoming abusive and threatening until the child could no more disobey him then she could break the law of gravity.

Slowly he will convince her that she needs to help "earn her keep", and at these ages it's not like the girl in question can run out and get a job. In fact, she can't run out and do anything. She is completely dependent upon her pimp. She will probably live in a room with the other prostitutes "belonging" to her pimp, and the child will never get a cent of the money she risks life and limb to make.

Yes, "at these ages", yes I said "child." New figures have the average age of girls entering "the life" at 13.

These girls are abused, raped (I know what you think, but a prostitute can be raped) and treated as criminals by the one group that is in a position to help them: the police. Unless a girl can be prove to have been taken across state lines she is not regarded as a "trafficked" person, and is therefore, regardless of her age, not entitled to the same rights, benefits and other help given to those who are smuggled in.

Because of this the police have very few options. They can send the girl to jail, where it is unlikely she will get the counseling she will need (these girls generally have such incredibly low self esteem that they have convinced themselves/have been convinced by their pimps that they are suited for no other life) but will at least have the opportunity to get the education that they missed. Or they can go back into the custody of the family they ran away from in the first place/to a foster home (and we've all heard the horror stories about what those are like for the typical teenager). This, of course, leaves the poor girl available to the pimp, who is generally more then capable of convincing.threatening her right back in.

We send kids who have drug problems to rehab on the government's dime, why are their so few programs for helping these girls? And why are none of those government sponsored? They are clearly the victims in this situation, and yet there are only three or four programs in the entire country dedicated to helping these pour kids!

Most often these girls live in fear for their very lives from their pimps, who threaten, beat, rape, and psychologically torture these girls. They tell the girls that if they don't earn a certain amount of money, if they don't give all of the money they earn to the pimp, if they give the pimp any lip, or if they ever ever dare try to run away they will die, because he will kill them.

The future for the girls, hundreds of thousands across the country, is bleak. They have no options, they have no future. We are failing these children.

What the Fuck is Wrong With These People? - Frank Lombard

If you have a weak stomach, I'd recommend you just move along - nothing to see here.

Frank Lombard is an associate director of the Center for Health Policy at Duke University. Five years ago, he adopted an infant boy.

And last week, Mr. Lombard was arrested for entering an online chat room and trying to get an undercover detective to come to North Carolina and have sex with his now five year old son. He's been charged in Washington with attempting to induce someone to cross state lines to engage in sex with a child. If he's convicted, the maximum sentence would be 20 years.

We will now pause so you can go hurl.

Christ on a crutch.

If these allegations are true, it seems apparent that the only reason Mr. Lombard adopted the child in question is so he could use the poor child as his sex toy (he admitted to the undercover detective that he was sexually abusing his son). Clearly, the guy hid his predilections pretty well, since he was able to adopt and was employed by a prestigious university.

These are the types of stories that generate internal dialogues in my mind:

Mummy Janiece: Burn him. ::froth, froth::

Liberal Janiece: Settle down. You don't know if he's guilty or not - he deserves a fair trial.

Mummy Janiece: He deserves to have somebody go to work on him with a pair of pliers and blow torch. Fucker.

Liberal Janiece: He was probably abused as a child and never got any help.

Mummy Janiece: So fucking what? He's an adult now, isn't he? Adults are responsible for their own actions. He was trying to pimp out his five year old child, for fuck's sake. Who does that?

Liberal Janiece: Well, if the allegations are true, then it seems obvious that he's damaged in some fundamental way. It's possible the damage can never be fixed.

Mummy Janiece: Oh, I can fix him, all right. Pass the pliers.

I don't know what's going to happen to Mr. Lombard, and quite frankly, I don't really care provided he's never in a position to hurt another child. I am concerned about the child, though - will he receive the help he needs to get past this, and live a relatively normal, balanced life? I sure hope so.

What the fuck is wrong with these people?

2009 Wild Flower Pr0n, Volume III

Weight Watchers - Week 1

Today was my second Weight Watcher's meeting, and my weigh-in revealed that I lost 3.2 pounds. Yay, me! (Disclaimer: I wore jeans last week, and shorts this week, so some of that might have been fabric. Just trying to be honest, here.) The meeting was fun, and I got some more ideas on how to serve vegetables so that the entire family (including me) doesn't make the Calvin face when they appear on our plates:


The first week wasn't that bad, and I'm having little trouble sticking with the program. Several weeks from now, I may feel differently, but for now, it's all good.

I don't plan on blogging about this very frequently, as my losing 60 pounds really isn't interesting to anyone except me. I'll be posting my progress on the sidebar, though, as part of my accountability plan.

We now return to our regularly scheduled Saturday.

Boogie Blogging Friday with Special Guest, Dare

This week, Boogie has decided to give up his weekly spotlight to a Sheltie named Dare, pictured at right.

Dare only has two legs - a front and a back leg on the right side. He lost the other two in his early weeks as a puppy mill puppy, and he was subsequently rescued by Colorado Sheltie Rescue. Adopted by Tami Skinner, they're now an animal-therapy team with the American Humane Association. They spend their days visiting a variety of facilities, and young Dare is a big hit everywhere they go.

Dare is a good, good boy.


Wag o' the tail to my Hot Mom.

Well Behaved Women Rarely Make History, Volume XXIII

This is Dr. Jerri Nielsen FitzGerald. She died this morning at her home, a victim of breast cancer. She was 57.

While millions of women fight the good fight against breast cancer, and most of them bravely and well, Dr. FitzGerald was special. In 1999, Dr. FitzGerald volunteered to "winter over" at the South Pole as the resident M.D. for the scientists, construction workers and other support people. Shortly after the last flight departed for the winter, she discovered a lump in her breast. With the help of her assistant (a welder), she performed her own biopsy, which was inconclusive.

Doctors monitoring her condition via satellite e-mail decided that she needed chemotherapy drugs and medical equipment. The only way to deliver them was through a rare midwinter airdrop, successfully completed in July by an Air Force jet in total darkness -- in a field lit only by fire.

She underwent her chemotherapy at the hands of her assistants (the aforementioned welder, a carpenter, and who knows who-else), and at first the tumor shrank. But then it started to grow again, and she was evacuated in October of 1999, in one of the earliest recorded flights in a South Pole winter.

She subsequently went into remission, but the cancer came back in 2005, and finally took her life.

My sympathy goes out to her surviving family members. She was a remarkable woman. With the help of a welder, a carpenter, the U.S. Air Force and the New York Air National Guard, she wrestled another 10 years of life from an improbable survival story. Ill-behaved, indeed.

You will be missed.