Category: Stupidity

6/24
UPDATE: Isn’t it funny how things work their way along sometimes?

6/21
Here’s a few things that you might not know:

1. Rice is not the #1 food crop in the world; that would be corn.  Rice is second and wheat comes in third.
2. The planet produced 817,000,000 tonnes of corn in 2009.
3. Maize (aka corn) is Africa’s most important staple food.
4. North America is the world’s largest producer of corn, producing about half the worldwide yield.
5. 40% of North America’s corn production gets made into biofuel to satisfy the yuppie need for a masturbatory sense of enviro-self-satisfaction.
6. The price of corn has more than doubled in the last year.

But hey, that’s gotta be just a coincidence, right?  The United Nations Food and Agriculture Organization doesn’t think so… (more…)

Okay, so there’s been a lot of bibblebabble south of the border lately about something called “quantitative easing.”  So much that it’s apparently trickled into the conversation up here, somehow.

I have to admit, this isn’t something I’ve ever heard of before.  Seriously – quantitative easing sounds like something Stephen Hawking came up with to explain interstellar flatulence.  But why do we give a damn about it?  Well, let’s face it; we aren’t so intertwined as we once were, but what buggers up the US economy still has a nasty habit of taking a dump in the punchbowl up here, too.

That and, as we all should know by now, stupidity is contagious.

So, not wanting to be the guy who had nothing to say when someone asks “what the #@%* is quantitative easing,” I did some digging around to find out what the hell everyone is gabbing about.  Turns out it’s not such a complicated thing as it sounds.  It’s just bafflegabese for “printing up a buttload of money.”  Here’s how it “works” … (more…)

It’s Monday; time to provoke the feminists…

Speaks for itself; some animals are more equal than others…

Enough is enough.

How long have Canadians been saying that, especially in referenced to our never ending joke of a refugee system?  Fraudsters the world over have been scamming us for decades, ever since the High ‘n’ Mighty Roos took a gigantic dump on the bench and gave every lying queue-jumper on the planet the magic welfare word: Refugee.

Sun Media has the right idea, though:

Call it fraud.

The National Post weakly opined yesterday that it was time for the Harper government to “get smart” about this refugee situation, and “forget tough.”

It then took us to task, stating “the Sun Media newspapers even ran an odious editorial advocating a Œlock and load’ approach to incoming vessels.”

That, of course, was early in the game.

So let’s rephrase that “lock and load approach” in light of the secret government report that gives credence to our concerns about becoming patsies – concerns rightly shared by many Canadians outraged by having our collective generosity taken advantage of by con artists.

Instead of “lock and load,” let’s “lock them up, load them up, and ship them out.”

Are we clear?

Of course, the usual ad hominem excuses will be flung.  Stephen Hume pops up right on cue, telling us that we’re all a bunch of xenophobic, mean-spirited boobs.

Hey, Stephen: shove it.  We’ve been called names for so long, it just doesn’t sting anymore.  It pisses us off. (more…)

I’ve finally figured out how I’m going to get filthy, stinking rich.  I deserve it of course, for being the sunshiny kind of guy that I am.  I’m going to find a company that manufactures corks for flapping, leftist pieholes, and sink every penny I’ve got into it.  Recent events have proven to me that it’ll be a goldmine.

We’ll start off with the reddest Tory in the Chamber of Somnambulant Second Thought: the Senator formerly known by the Rowell-Jackman sur-monicker but now going, Roseanne-esque, by only the given names of Nancy Ruth.  Count Igula – likely following Frank Graves’ advice about setting off a culture war – recently tried his damnedest to drag out the abortion issue and run a few volts through the bolts in its neck.  (Apparently, it didn’t occur to Iffy that it might not be such a great idea to take strategic advice from a guy whose name sounds so much like the unfortunate bugger on the right. Go on, Iggy, grab the cables; you’ll be fine)  Well, that didn’t work out too well.  Harper pretty much gave him the Dion treatment and dared Ignatieff to huff, puff and blow the house down and now Nancy has some advice for the screeching chior of the infanticide congregation:  STFU. (more…)