Friday, June 17, 2011

Friday night with Stackalee and Billy Lyons.

Archibald (Leon T. Gross)

Dr. John

From "This Ain't Hell..." some comedy gold.

So, this tool by the name of ANDROSKY, NICHOLAS J(scroll down a bit, you'll see him in this hall of shame) showed up for his son's graduation, AT A MILITARY INSTALLATION in this mind-bending fraudulent get-up..

TAH, always on the lookout for Stolen Valor tools, duly TOOK NOTE

...and Master Sergeant Soup Sam'ich was taken out to the wood shed by commenters. Gold. Some of the comments are laugh out loud hilarious. Here are some of the best. Be drinking no beverages near your keyboard as you enjoy these gems:

USMC Steve Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 2:23 pm
Holy screaming crap! That is quite an abortion of a uniform he has going on there. Army as well as air force gongs and badges, but the boots are just a fashion faux pas. Even the Zooms would know better than to wear TAN with BLUE.

TSO Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 2:29 pm
15 rows of medals, dude could kill you with his MIND.

Yes Chuck Norris trembles at his approach

Jonn Lilyea Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 2:54 pm
I wonder why he was half-stepping with the Jumpmaster wings. Why not Senior Master Jumper? Was he trying to show some restraint?

That's a darn good question, and here's the answer:

Frankly Opinionated Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 3:12 pm
Jonn, he only has senior jump wings because he was so busy earning his master aviator wings. Not everyone can jump every flight, he was the pilot fer chrissakes. And the bloused boots? He knew that Benning is also a Ranger base, and you know how those Rangers can pile the bullshit…..He needed to keep his pant cuffs clean.
Did he ride in on the Short bus? In the top photo he looks tired and absolutely bewildered, (like the passengers on the short bus).

malclave Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 4:34 pm

Printing out his DD214 kills so many trees that it’s been declared a leading cause of global warming.


Mike D. Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 5:00 pm
Trying to come up with a biting contemptuous mot sufficient to the scene, but this is so beautiful in its level of full-on disgrace that it speaks for itself.

I love the way the fruit salad goes all the way up and over.

Bet you a jelly donut he’s got a few more rows of ribbons down the back shoulder. And before you crack on me, yes I know chow is not allowed in the barracks and I am not allowed to have jelly donuts because I am a disgusting fatbody.

CavScout63 Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 6:32 pm
How does he walk upright without leaning to the left?

will Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 8:14 pm
looks like an mil-surp store puked on this guy.

Cathy Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 8:25 pm
Where’s his commendation from Star Fleet Command??

Indeed, and the Mirror Mirror Sash would look cool.

Not to be outdone, Star Wars geek commenter makes a call..

Claymore Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 8:40 pm
…third rack from the top, dead center…that’s clearly a Battle Of Yavin with Lightsaber Cluster.

To sum up, I have to agree with Dirt Dart Bill:

DirtDartBill Says:
June 16th, 2011 at 7:48 pm
Between the pics and the reader comments I’m laughing so hard that I’m crying. This is priceless.


Washington Post borrowing from Iowahawk or the Onion?

The Post's Headline: "Dog-walking collective strolls thin line between anarchist principles, profits"

How about these alternatives:

"Anarchists struggle with moral challenges of doing business with 'the Man.'"


"The seedy world of moral compromise: The anarcho-syndicalist dog-walkers collective in the belly of the beast."

The story is (unintentionally?) hilarious. Some of the funnier bits:

“We made compromises about any number of things,” says Joshua Stephens, who started the collective in 2006 with his friend John Seager, the drummer in his punk band.

Like paying taxes, for starters. “A sure-fire way to get shut down and needlessly go to jail is not paying taxes,” Stephens says. “I admire people who do war-tax resistance, but they don’t do it as a business.”

The health insurance issue has also forced some reluctant interactions with the corporate world. “They’re all evil,” Seager, the co-founder, says of health insurance companies.


These days, not all of the collective members “circle their A’s” — a capital “A” encircled by a capital “O” is an anarchist symbol — but the group still has a strong sense that even through walking dogs, they can make a difference, however small. They give discounts to people who foster dogs. They donate money to social-justice nonprofit groups. Their Web servers run on wind energy.

Safe bet that wind energy ain't comin' from the Cape Winds Project..

Dog-walking is a common job for the city’s punk rockers, who are attracted to the flexible nature of the work. It’s one of a handful of occupations that seem to employ a disproportionate share of the counterculture kids who play in the region’s metal bands and attend its radical conferences.

Many of these jobs require a creative reconciliation with core beliefs. Just ask the line sitters who stand for hours so lobbyists can get into congressional hearings, the cooks who feed politicians and the bike messengers who carry documents for agencies.

Sometimes you just have to choose the lesser of two evils don't you?

The business comes with few inherent challenges besides the weather — the rain, the cold, but most of all the heat.

“The heat gives me more of a surly attitude,” says Devin Miller, 29. “Last summer was really hard.”

It’s harder still for Seager, because he wears black most of the time.

Not that you would want to do anything construable as wearing an Anarchist/Goth Uniform. Do Birkenstocks come in black? Oh wait. That's hippy.

His main focus in organizing the business was eradicating all forms of hierarchy. “Anarchism,” he says, “is about turning all relationships of domination into relationships of cooperation.”

Unfortunately, the classical anarchist texts don’t address the dominance inherent in almost all human relationships with animals, Stevens says. It’s only more recently that many animal-rights activists have started arguing that domestication is a self-serving form of oppression.

“I don’t necessarily think they’re wrong, but I also don’t know that it’s my biggest concern right now,” Stephens said. “I’m going to pick my battles, and that’s just not one of them — and I say that as a 17-year vegan.”

What about the leashes man? The leashes! Help help, the canines are being repressed! Set them free!

As we exit the troubled and sordid world of the morally compromising dog-walker, we see an inkling of insight into the difficulties with collectivism:

Stephens left Brighter Days after a bitter falling-out with the collective’s other members. “I think these people felt like stripping away the bosses and stripping away the hierarchy was a way of minimizing obligation,” he says. “It became evident that it was becoming a tool for people to have slacker lives, and I didn’t want that.”

Stephens went on to start a second anarchist dog-walking collective that encompasses Washington, Baltimore and New York, where he now lives. Members of the new collective don’t get to participate in decision-making for a year while they take a course in animal behavior and study texts on cooperative business management, the politics of revolution and alternative economics.

What's next, CONTRACTS to prevent free-riding slackers from bringing down the collective? Contracts? And who is going to ENFORCE those contracts? The man? **shudder**