In case you haven't been to the water cooler yet, Chris Daughtry was booted off American Idol last night.
There is significant surprise at this development among just about everyone, prompting even the normally reserved Powerline to use an exclamation point in their assessment of the situation.
Part of the surprise stems from this idea that the producers wanted a white male to win since a no white male has yet to be named American Idol. My response to that is since when does anyone care about white males? We have all the advantages, all the connections, all the privledges, right? Oh, you don't? Well, it doesn't matter. That's the template and it's fair to say that the producers of the AI work from that template.
But what of Chris' talent? He was okay, I guess. Okay in the make-every-song-sound-like-Nickelback kind of way. He could do the angst-ridden, petulant modern rock thing--but that's it. He had no stylistic range to speak of. And he came across as shy. Shy! This guy is supposed to be a rocker--have some confidence!
He lost me weeks ago when he attempted to make people believe that he came up with the arrangement he performed of Johnny Cash's I Walk The Line--an arrangement released years previously by the band Live which he copied note-for-note. The judges were apparently not aware of the Live version and gave him high marks for originality and "Making the song his own." Someone mentioned that he was "Uncomprimising."
The guy tried to pull a fast one, plain and simple. The producers realized what happened the next night (AFTER the voting was over) and had host Ryan Seacrest make a point of saying it was Live's version, but the damage to Chris' credibility was done. At least when he did the Red Hot Chili Peppers version of Stevie Wonder's Higher Ground he acknowledged it. But that still didn't keep the clueless judges from giving him credit for originality.
Chris is a marginal talent. He's not terribly charismatic and he clearly has ethical problems. Definitely not an American Idol.
But I have to say as much as I don't care for him, he's better than the guy that my wife can't decide looks more like a centaur or a leprechaun.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Reality Is Not TV
After a week of listening to many Republicans demonstrate embarrassingly low levels of economic literacy in a futile attempt to score a few political points on high gas prices, I tuned in to C-SPAN last night and was reminded once again that, when it comes to ill-informed economic demagoguery, nobody does it better than the Democrats.
The setting was the largely empty chambers of the US House. The event was a dog and pony show masquerading as a forum staged by deservedly obscure Democratic Representatives complete with cheesy visual displays (did your 12 year old daughter make that graph for you?) and empty-headed rhetoric on the true state of the economy
For no matter what those pointed-headed dismal scientists tell you with all their fancy-schmacy numbers about GDP, low unemployment, consumer confidence, corporate profits, and the stock market, (you know, the statistics that have been used every since the science truly became dismal to measure economic performance?) these noble finders of fact know the real truth:
-The economy stinks and the ONLY people benefiting from it are the wealthiest 1% (and the oil companies)
-The middle class is being destroyed and we're on our way to becoming nothing more than a Banana Republic
-Republicans want to push the vulnerable into an "abyss" (yes, one of the Dems really did say that)
-The "Bush economy" is immoral
Anytime you hear the mention of morality in a discussion of the economy, you feel an instinctive need to put a protective hand on your wallet. For although none of these Dems openly proposed it last night, their obvious "solution" to the terrible state of the economy involved using the confiscatory power of the government to redistribute wealth. The not-quite-so-invisible hand of the taxman reaching into your pocket.
The spectacle was ably summarized by a female rep from Florida who asked, "How can anyone say that this economy is good when a gallon of gasoline costs three dollars?"
It's actually quite easy honey.
During the Clinton years, I don't recall the GOP trying to deny economic reality in such a manner. Sure, they minimized Clinton's impact on the economic boom and claimed that it would be even better if they were in power, but at least they were willing to face the facts as they were instead of living in some bizarro economic world (good is bad, up is down).
Whenever I force myself to listen to this nonsense for any length of time, I end up wondering if the Democrats spouting off are really that clueless about economics or whether they're cynically playing politics. Either way, the night demonstrated that any display of economic ignorance the Republicans can do, the Democrats can do better.
I realize that, as Stigler noted, anecdotes are not data, but when I witness displays of irrational dispiritedness such as last night's, I can't help but conclude that the current Democratic Party simply can't be trusted with the country's economic future.
UPDATE: While we're at it, how about raising a glass to the House GOP? (Nice to be able to say that for a change.)
House approves $70 billion tax cut bill
AND
House panel OKs bid to drill for natural gas in the Outer Continental Shelf:
A bid to open up the Outer Continental Shelf to drilling for natural gas cleared a key House committee Wednesday amid concerns about rising costs at the gas pumps.
The 37 to 25 vote in the House Appropriations Committee came despite protests from Florida lawmakers, who remain largely united in efforts to fend off oil or gas drilling.
The proposal "directly contradicts the widespread belief that drilling off our coastlines would be devastating for the people of Florida and our nation," said Rep. Allen Boyd, a Panhandle Democrat. "Offshore drilling in the Gulf of Mexico...poses a risk to our nation's military readiness by placing severe restrictions on the ability of the Air Force and the Navy to train in airspace and naval zones in the Gulf."
But the House sponsor, Rep. John Peterson, R-Pa., suggesting the vote was a "seismic shift" in the debate over energy production, called it a "first step"' toward fixing an energy supply problem created more than a generation ago.
"The burden has now shifted onto those who oppose the safe production of domestic natural gas to explain to the American people why this country should continue to lock up vast reserves of energy while home-grown industries and the American consumer class continue to pay the highest prices in the world," Peterson said.
Amen.
The setting was the largely empty chambers of the US House. The event was a dog and pony show masquerading as a forum staged by deservedly obscure Democratic Representatives complete with cheesy visual displays (did your 12 year old daughter make that graph for you?) and empty-headed rhetoric on the true state of the economy
For no matter what those pointed-headed dismal scientists tell you with all their fancy-schmacy numbers about GDP, low unemployment, consumer confidence, corporate profits, and the stock market, (you know, the statistics that have been used every since the science truly became dismal to measure economic performance?) these noble finders of fact know the real truth:
-The economy stinks and the ONLY people benefiting from it are the wealthiest 1% (and the oil companies)
-The middle class is being destroyed and we're on our way to becoming nothing more than a Banana Republic
-Republicans want to push the vulnerable into an "abyss" (yes, one of the Dems really did say that)
-The "Bush economy" is immoral
Anytime you hear the mention of morality in a discussion of the economy, you feel an instinctive need to put a protective hand on your wallet. For although none of these Dems openly proposed it last night, their obvious "solution" to the terrible state of the economy involved using the confiscatory power of the government to redistribute wealth. The not-quite-so-invisible hand of the taxman reaching into your pocket.
The spectacle was ably summarized by a female rep from Florida who asked, "How can anyone say that this economy is good when a gallon of gasoline costs three dollars?"
It's actually quite easy honey.
During the Clinton years, I don't recall the GOP trying to deny economic reality in such a manner. Sure, they minimized Clinton's impact on the economic boom and claimed that it would be even better if they were in power, but at least they were willing to face the facts as they were instead of living in some bizarro economic world (good is bad, up is down).
Whenever I force myself to listen to this nonsense for any length of time, I end up wondering if the Democrats spouting off are really that clueless about economics or whether they're cynically playing politics. Either way, the night demonstrated that any display of economic ignorance the Republicans can do, the Democrats can do better.
I realize that, as Stigler noted, anecdotes are not data, but when I witness displays of irrational dispiritedness such as last night's, I can't help but conclude that the current Democratic Party simply can't be trusted with the country's economic future.
UPDATE: While we're at it, how about raising a glass to the House GOP? (Nice to be able to say that for a change.)
House approves $70 billion tax cut bill
AND
House panel OKs bid to drill for natural gas in the Outer Continental Shelf:
A bid to open up the Outer Continental Shelf to drilling for natural gas cleared a key House committee Wednesday amid concerns about rising costs at the gas pumps.
The 37 to 25 vote in the House Appropriations Committee came despite protests from Florida lawmakers, who remain largely united in efforts to fend off oil or gas drilling.
The proposal "directly contradicts the widespread belief that drilling off our coastlines would be devastating for the people of Florida and our nation," said Rep. Allen Boyd, a Panhandle Democrat. "Offshore drilling in the Gulf of Mexico...poses a risk to our nation's military readiness by placing severe restrictions on the ability of the Air Force and the Navy to train in airspace and naval zones in the Gulf."
But the House sponsor, Rep. John Peterson, R-Pa., suggesting the vote was a "seismic shift" in the debate over energy production, called it a "first step"' toward fixing an energy supply problem created more than a generation ago.
"The burden has now shifted onto those who oppose the safe production of domestic natural gas to explain to the American people why this country should continue to lock up vast reserves of energy while home-grown industries and the American consumer class continue to pay the highest prices in the world," Peterson said.
Amen.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Intrinsic Dignity and Worth
On last Saturday's Northern Alliance Radio Network show, we had Ramesh Ponnuru on to discuss his latest book, The Party of Death: The Democrats, the Media, the Courts, and the Disregard for Human Life. We probably did not do justice to Ramesh's excellent work within the limitations of the half hour interview, but make no mistake about it, this is a significant book.
When it comes to the "life issues" of abortion, stem cell research, euthanasia, and infanticide, Ponnuru is an intellectual heavyweight and he pulls no punches in "Party of Death." He comprehensively expose the myths of Roe v Wade and logically eviscerates the various "pro-choice" arguments.
If you're like me and have found much of the embryonic stem cell/cloning debate murky and the positions difficult to sort through, "Party of Death" brings much needed clarity to the complicated, and at times overly-emotional, issue. It's an extremely well-written, clear, and relatively concise book that is going to become the go-to reference guide for "life issues" on the book shelves of well-read conservatives for years to come.
Joe Carter has a thoughtful review of "Party of Death" at the evangelical outpost.
When it comes to the "life issues" of abortion, stem cell research, euthanasia, and infanticide, Ponnuru is an intellectual heavyweight and he pulls no punches in "Party of Death." He comprehensively expose the myths of Roe v Wade and logically eviscerates the various "pro-choice" arguments.
If you're like me and have found much of the embryonic stem cell/cloning debate murky and the positions difficult to sort through, "Party of Death" brings much needed clarity to the complicated, and at times overly-emotional, issue. It's an extremely well-written, clear, and relatively concise book that is going to become the go-to reference guide for "life issues" on the book shelves of well-read conservatives for years to come.
Joe Carter has a thoughtful review of "Party of Death" at the evangelical outpost.
Wouldn't Be Prudent
Bush says brother could be president:
President Bush suggested Wednesday that he'd like to see his family's White House legacy continue, perhaps with his younger brother Jeb as the chief executive.
The president said Florida Gov. Jeb Bush is well-suited for another office and would make "a great president."
"I would like to see Jeb run at some point in time, but I have no idea if that's his intention or not," Bush said in an interview with Florida reporters, according to an account on the St. Petersburg Times Web site.
Not goin' happen. No way. No how. The American people have a limited taste for the idea of family dynasties in national politics. One Bush in the Oval Office was fine. Two Bushes was okay. Three Bushes? Now you're pushing it.
Although it might be worth it just to see the hysterical reaction.
President Bush suggested Wednesday that he'd like to see his family's White House legacy continue, perhaps with his younger brother Jeb as the chief executive.
The president said Florida Gov. Jeb Bush is well-suited for another office and would make "a great president."
"I would like to see Jeb run at some point in time, but I have no idea if that's his intention or not," Bush said in an interview with Florida reporters, according to an account on the St. Petersburg Times Web site.
Not goin' happen. No way. No how. The American people have a limited taste for the idea of family dynasties in national politics. One Bush in the Oval Office was fine. Two Bushes was okay. Three Bushes? Now you're pushing it.
Although it might be worth it just to see the hysterical reaction.
Tempers Rise With Temperatures?
Technically, I don't believe that you're supposed to publish any of the exchanges that you have with the service people that you "adopt" through Soldiers' Angels, but I thought that this observation on Iraq by the soldier that I support was interesting and harmless enough to pass on. He's from Pennsylvania, by the way.
As for the weather it is hot a miserable again, but still early enough in the year to be rainy, hot, humid and miserable. I think that is part of the problem here, I would be a belligerent warmonger too if I had to live like this all my life.
That's probably not a bad theory to explain some of the stuff that goes on in Florida as well.
As for the weather it is hot a miserable again, but still early enough in the year to be rainy, hot, humid and miserable. I think that is part of the problem here, I would be a belligerent warmonger too if I had to live like this all my life.
That's probably not a bad theory to explain some of the stuff that goes on in Florida as well.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Run To The 'Burbs?
Richard e-mails to speculate on possible ulterior motive for Wendy Wilde's run for Congress:
Is it just me, or is Wendy Wilde's Hail Mary attempt at a congressional seat nothing more than an elaborate ruse to allow retreat from her crime-addled Minneapolis neighborhood to the safety and comfort of the western suburbs, while at the same time maintaining her progressive liberal street-cred?
It's the only logical thing about her campaign.
Is it just me, or is Wendy Wilde's Hail Mary attempt at a congressional seat nothing more than an elaborate ruse to allow retreat from her crime-addled Minneapolis neighborhood to the safety and comfort of the western suburbs, while at the same time maintaining her progressive liberal street-cred?
It's the only logical thing about her campaign.
Those Who Have An Abusive Interpretation Of Reality
From an editorial in today's Wall Street Journal (sup. required):
Let no one say the European Union is soft on the war on terror. Its latest weapon is a "non-emotive lexicon . . . to avoid linking Islam and terrorism." Impossible, you say? Well, if anyone can talk about the slaughter of innocents without emotion while obscuring the killers' motives, it would be the sages in Brussels.
The idea of drawing up politically correct guidelines for official EU parlance as part of the counter-terrorism strategy was endorsed by member governments in December. A work still in progress, the lexicon will likely be presented next month for ministerial approval.
And so, "Islamic terrorists" could soon become "those who have an abusive interpretation of Islam," European Commission spokesman Friso Roscam Abbing told us. The word "jihad" might be banned too. That's because it "can also mean the internal struggle to become a better man," the spokesman explained. We're fairly sure that's not what Osama bin Laden means by the word.
The EU's verbal acrobatics are intended to fight the radicalization of Muslims in Europe by avoiding words that could unnecessarily offend. "We want to take away any possible motivation or justification for people who are on the brink of becoming terrorists," Mr. Roscam Abbing said.
You know I was thinking 'bout strapping some C-4 and rusty nails 'round my waist, stepping onto the Metro, and killing and maiming as many Jew-loving infidel Crusaders as possible, BUT then I saw how the sensitive Euros had decided to no longer offend my faith with their hurtful words and I decided to get a job peacefully working at the neighborhood boulangerie instead. Close call.
Let no one say the European Union is soft on the war on terror. Its latest weapon is a "non-emotive lexicon . . . to avoid linking Islam and terrorism." Impossible, you say? Well, if anyone can talk about the slaughter of innocents without emotion while obscuring the killers' motives, it would be the sages in Brussels.
The idea of drawing up politically correct guidelines for official EU parlance as part of the counter-terrorism strategy was endorsed by member governments in December. A work still in progress, the lexicon will likely be presented next month for ministerial approval.
And so, "Islamic terrorists" could soon become "those who have an abusive interpretation of Islam," European Commission spokesman Friso Roscam Abbing told us. The word "jihad" might be banned too. That's because it "can also mean the internal struggle to become a better man," the spokesman explained. We're fairly sure that's not what Osama bin Laden means by the word.
The EU's verbal acrobatics are intended to fight the radicalization of Muslims in Europe by avoiding words that could unnecessarily offend. "We want to take away any possible motivation or justification for people who are on the brink of becoming terrorists," Mr. Roscam Abbing said.
You know I was thinking 'bout strapping some C-4 and rusty nails 'round my waist, stepping onto the Metro, and killing and maiming as many Jew-loving infidel Crusaders as possible, BUT then I saw how the sensitive Euros had decided to no longer offend my faith with their hurtful words and I decided to get a job peacefully working at the neighborhood boulangerie instead. Close call.
Monday, May 08, 2006
The Medium Is The Message
Note to Laura Ingraham: Visual Separated at Births are not well suited to the radio. Just sayin'.
Bubble, Bubble, Toil and Trouble
Third District DFL:
On the DFL side, longtime radio personality Wendy Wilde, 45, secured a first-ballot victory Saturday over two other candidates, one of whom -- Kevin Ray Smith, a massage therapist who lives in Minnetonka -- has indicated he will run in the primary, said Kyle Lewis, district endorsements co-chairman.
Wilde, whose real name is Wendy Pareene, has spent 29 years in the radio business, including jobs at WCCO (830 AM) and most recently on Air America Minnesota.
She bills herself as a common-sense Democrat.
Now living in Minneapolis, she plans to move into the suburban district, and has said she and her husband know the area well. Delegates met at Hopkins High School.
Common sense and Wendy Wilde are not exactly words that listeners of her show on Air America would associate with each other.
Her endorsement gives the DFL a trifecta of female candidates seeking Congressional seats that consists of Wilde, Wetterling, and Rowley. Talk about a witch's brew.
On the DFL side, longtime radio personality Wendy Wilde, 45, secured a first-ballot victory Saturday over two other candidates, one of whom -- Kevin Ray Smith, a massage therapist who lives in Minnetonka -- has indicated he will run in the primary, said Kyle Lewis, district endorsements co-chairman.
Wilde, whose real name is Wendy Pareene, has spent 29 years in the radio business, including jobs at WCCO (830 AM) and most recently on Air America Minnesota.
She bills herself as a common-sense Democrat.
Now living in Minneapolis, she plans to move into the suburban district, and has said she and her husband know the area well. Delegates met at Hopkins High School.
Common sense and Wendy Wilde are not exactly words that listeners of her show on Air America would associate with each other.
Her endorsement gives the DFL a trifecta of female candidates seeking Congressional seats that consists of Wilde, Wetterling, and Rowley. Talk about a witch's brew.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
All I Want For Christmas...
...is my own cask of Single Malt:
Mr. Reynier soon encountered the problem facing anyone who starts up a single-malt distillery: You have to sink in about a decade of costs before you start to see any revenue from the new whisky. Bruichladdich has been able to dole out the fine whisky from the old stocks in the warehouse to keep afloat, but Mr. Reynier has had to look for creative ways to generate immediate cash-flow. One approach has been to sell whisky by the cask to connoisseurs willing to pay for it when the spirit comes off the still. Also among the distilleries making "cask offers" are Isle of Arran, which opened in 1995, and the recently revived Bladnoch.
The folks at Bladnoch quip that their cask offer is for people "with more money than sense." But if you've got a use for a few hundred bottles of whisky, the price is right. It costs about $1,500-$2,700 to buy your own cask of whisky, depending on the size. This price includes 10 years of aging in the warehouse, but not bottling, labeling, delivery and taxes -- which cost three or four times more than the stuff in the cask. Add in all the back-end expenses and the total cost per bottle works out to about $27. Not bad given that my local liquor store is selling Bruichladdich's 10-year-old whisky for $55 and Bladnoch for $53.
That's such a god deal that you'd be stupid not to buy your own cask of Scotch. Right, honey?
In their version of "A Fine Romance," Louis Armstrong sings to Ella Fitzgerald that she is his "strong, aged in the wood woman." It's a nice metaphor for the good effects time can have on us -- the pleasant notion that aging isn't just about decay. I like the idea of putting away a cask of whisky upon some significant event in one's life -- the birth of child, say, or a 10th wedding anniversary. Let the spirit mature, marking the time that scurries along so furtively. Bottle it up to celebrate one's 25th anniversary or the kid's graduation from college. And be sure to share it with your friends -- after all, you'll have plenty to go around.
Plenty? Let's not get crazy here. I suppose if I had my own cask I could share a dram or two.
Mr. Reynier soon encountered the problem facing anyone who starts up a single-malt distillery: You have to sink in about a decade of costs before you start to see any revenue from the new whisky. Bruichladdich has been able to dole out the fine whisky from the old stocks in the warehouse to keep afloat, but Mr. Reynier has had to look for creative ways to generate immediate cash-flow. One approach has been to sell whisky by the cask to connoisseurs willing to pay for it when the spirit comes off the still. Also among the distilleries making "cask offers" are Isle of Arran, which opened in 1995, and the recently revived Bladnoch.
The folks at Bladnoch quip that their cask offer is for people "with more money than sense." But if you've got a use for a few hundred bottles of whisky, the price is right. It costs about $1,500-$2,700 to buy your own cask of whisky, depending on the size. This price includes 10 years of aging in the warehouse, but not bottling, labeling, delivery and taxes -- which cost three or four times more than the stuff in the cask. Add in all the back-end expenses and the total cost per bottle works out to about $27. Not bad given that my local liquor store is selling Bruichladdich's 10-year-old whisky for $55 and Bladnoch for $53.
That's such a god deal that you'd be stupid not to buy your own cask of Scotch. Right, honey?
In their version of "A Fine Romance," Louis Armstrong sings to Ella Fitzgerald that she is his "strong, aged in the wood woman." It's a nice metaphor for the good effects time can have on us -- the pleasant notion that aging isn't just about decay. I like the idea of putting away a cask of whisky upon some significant event in one's life -- the birth of child, say, or a 10th wedding anniversary. Let the spirit mature, marking the time that scurries along so furtively. Bottle it up to celebrate one's 25th anniversary or the kid's graduation from college. And be sure to share it with your friends -- after all, you'll have plenty to go around.
Plenty? Let's not get crazy here. I suppose if I had my own cask I could share a dram or two.
Friday, May 05, 2006
Daddies Don't Let Your Daughters Grow Up To Be Hoochies
My wife sent me an e-mail detailing an experience she had today:
Went to the MOA [Mall of America] to underwater world, Nathaniel was looking intently at all the fish. I think he liked it. We went to the book store and bought a couple more books for his library and went to Starbuck's and hung out for a while. We, then, went for one more QUICK walk thru underwater world.
On the way out I noticed about 5 pre-teen girls (12ish, MAYBE 13) walking in a group together, 2 had jeans on, 1 had a long skirt with some gold metallic accessories (belt, purse) and 2 of them had VERY short black skirts on, just covering the tushy. Anyway, I was walking towards them and noticed this man in his late 40's, early 50's walking by himself. I thought immediately that this guy seemed a little creepy. The girls went up the escalator and the man followed but kept dropping behind until he was about half the escalator length away from them and almost bumped into me. I dropped a step behind him and watched him intently. He was trying to look up the pre-teen's skirts.
I was staring at him the whole time while he was trying to be subtle about trying to look up the skirts, but not subtle enough. I kept watching him and he finally realized I knew what he was doing. When the girls reached the top of the escalator, they went up the next escalator. The guy paused, I kept giving him a "you are so disgusting" look and he paused on the floor we reached and pretended to be looking down at the "Fiesta de Mayo" occurring on the first floor. I walked around and turned back to see if he was still there and he literally disappeared.
I kinda hung out for a minute or two see if I could see him around before I walked out to the car. I wanted to follow him but thought better with Nathaniel. But I wanted to make sure he wasn?t following me since I knew he was a pervy. When I knew all was clear, I left to go to the parking lot and put Nathaniel in the car, went in the backseat with him and locked the doors while I buckled him in. Then, I mistakenly made my car alarm thing go off so I just left it on until I was done buckling Nathaniel in. Nathaniel thought the noise was cool.
Thank goodness we have a boy...the thought of my pre-teen walking around and a dirty old man watching her would make me want to poke the guy's eyes out...I wanted to poke them out today and I didn't know who the girls were.
If we have a girl...she is wearing a huge sack until she is 21!
I often wonder what in the world parents are thinking when they let their young daughters leave the house wearing clothes more suited for prostitution than play. Sure this guy might have leered at the girls even if they had been dressed more respectably. But why allow your daughters to draw attention to themselves unnecessarily?
Some women are probably simply naïve about this and don't understand the nature of the beast. But dads? You know what lust lurks in the heart (among other places) of men. And you know, or you damn well should know by now, that, while most men are decent, there are some very bad guys out there with evil intentions.
Your young daughter will likely not appreciate or understand your insistence that she not go out looking like a junior high jezebel, but one of your main roles as a father it to protect your family, not pimp it.
Went to the MOA [Mall of America] to underwater world, Nathaniel was looking intently at all the fish. I think he liked it. We went to the book store and bought a couple more books for his library and went to Starbuck's and hung out for a while. We, then, went for one more QUICK walk thru underwater world.
On the way out I noticed about 5 pre-teen girls (12ish, MAYBE 13) walking in a group together, 2 had jeans on, 1 had a long skirt with some gold metallic accessories (belt, purse) and 2 of them had VERY short black skirts on, just covering the tushy. Anyway, I was walking towards them and noticed this man in his late 40's, early 50's walking by himself. I thought immediately that this guy seemed a little creepy. The girls went up the escalator and the man followed but kept dropping behind until he was about half the escalator length away from them and almost bumped into me. I dropped a step behind him and watched him intently. He was trying to look up the pre-teen's skirts.
I was staring at him the whole time while he was trying to be subtle about trying to look up the skirts, but not subtle enough. I kept watching him and he finally realized I knew what he was doing. When the girls reached the top of the escalator, they went up the next escalator. The guy paused, I kept giving him a "you are so disgusting" look and he paused on the floor we reached and pretended to be looking down at the "Fiesta de Mayo" occurring on the first floor. I walked around and turned back to see if he was still there and he literally disappeared.
I kinda hung out for a minute or two see if I could see him around before I walked out to the car. I wanted to follow him but thought better with Nathaniel. But I wanted to make sure he wasn?t following me since I knew he was a pervy. When I knew all was clear, I left to go to the parking lot and put Nathaniel in the car, went in the backseat with him and locked the doors while I buckled him in. Then, I mistakenly made my car alarm thing go off so I just left it on until I was done buckling Nathaniel in. Nathaniel thought the noise was cool.
Thank goodness we have a boy...the thought of my pre-teen walking around and a dirty old man watching her would make me want to poke the guy's eyes out...I wanted to poke them out today and I didn't know who the girls were.
If we have a girl...she is wearing a huge sack until she is 21!
I often wonder what in the world parents are thinking when they let their young daughters leave the house wearing clothes more suited for prostitution than play. Sure this guy might have leered at the girls even if they had been dressed more respectably. But why allow your daughters to draw attention to themselves unnecessarily?
Some women are probably simply naïve about this and don't understand the nature of the beast. But dads? You know what lust lurks in the heart (among other places) of men. And you know, or you damn well should know by now, that, while most men are decent, there are some very bad guys out there with evil intentions.
Your young daughter will likely not appreciate or understand your insistence that she not go out looking like a junior high jezebel, but one of your main roles as a father it to protect your family, not pimp it.
Cask Conditioned
Builders savour drink with a bit of body to it:
HUNGARIAN builders who drank their way to the bottom of a huge barrel of rum while renovating a house got a nasty surprise - when a pickled corpse tumbled out of the empty cask.
According to a police magazine website, the men, who were working in Szeged, in the south of Hungary, tried to move the barrel after they had drained it, only to find it was surprisingly heavy and were shocked when the body of a naked man fell out.
The website reported that the man's widow had shipped the corpse back from Jamaica in the barrel of rum 20 years ago in order to avoid the cost and paperwork of an official return.
Hmmm...Kind of tempting isn't it, Atomizer? Why bother getting planted in the ground when you could arrange to have your body sealed up in a barrel of gin? That way your friends could continue to enjoy the flavor of your presence long after you've passed through this vale of tears. "This gin ain't bad. A little bitter perhaps..."
HUNGARIAN builders who drank their way to the bottom of a huge barrel of rum while renovating a house got a nasty surprise - when a pickled corpse tumbled out of the empty cask.
According to a police magazine website, the men, who were working in Szeged, in the south of Hungary, tried to move the barrel after they had drained it, only to find it was surprisingly heavy and were shocked when the body of a naked man fell out.
The website reported that the man's widow had shipped the corpse back from Jamaica in the barrel of rum 20 years ago in order to avoid the cost and paperwork of an official return.
Hmmm...Kind of tempting isn't it, Atomizer? Why bother getting planted in the ground when you could arrange to have your body sealed up in a barrel of gin? That way your friends could continue to enjoy the flavor of your presence long after you've passed through this vale of tears. "This gin ain't bad. A little bitter perhaps..."
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