tar sands oil pipeline lies

I spent a few days with a worker from a tar sands camp in Alberta.  This person lives in one of the 2,500 people stacked trailer camps, your fired for taking any pictures in camp or on the job, any wolf or bear sighted is shot on sight.

A few years ago the tar sand looked like this.

Today it looks like this, miles and miles of stripped land, filled water ways, dead bears, dead wolfs.  Oil companies and pipeline builders want us to believe this will be oil for the US, very little will be for us, Valero and others have already sold contracts for much of it to go to Europe and South America.

Veteran of the war on christmas back home

Went to Austin to be with family for the war on christmas, foolish though to drive thru texican lands  without our shots.  Excellent dinner my son made, spent lots of time with extended family one is a phd climate scientist, very interesting he and his studies.
Will expound on some of these climate things eventually and maybe share some kick ass vegan soups recipes that had everyone over-eating they were so damn good, people were going on and on, they were book worthy.
Good news though, got back to Kansas to find the city has without discussion just one day brought up and voted to OK guns in all city properties and buildings except a police station, anywhere the city council is holding a meeting or official function, and two sports complexs.  Of all the sports fields and parks why these two, only, must be their kids play there.  Also, a guy the same day went to a shooting range where you can just walk in and rent guns to shoot, picked out a gun slapped a clip in it whipped it into his mouth and splatted his brains all over the walls.
Merry xmas

A stolen Christmas poem

‘Twas the night before Iowa, when all through the state,
The wingnuts were fuming, their heads fat with hate.
The caucus was planned, in just over a week,
Yet the GOP candidates were unelectable freaks!

The reporters were nestled in bedbug motels.
Their noses recoiling from strange Iowa smells,
Of corn syrup fields, and thick manure dollops,
and visions of Newt giving trinkets to trollops.

When out in the lobby there arose such a clatter,
Candy Crowley ran out to see what was the matter.
Out by the remote truck, a big plane had crashed.
And a zombie crawled out with a sackful of cash.

The moonlight it bounced off the black salted ice,
As the undead old man told the same dumb joke twice.
Then he turned mean and weird and his voice was a bark,
Aimed at eight tiny cretins holding hands in the dark.

This grim wrinkled ghoul in his Air Force One slippers,
I knew in a flash that it must be The Gipper!
More vapid than talk shows, more empty than air.
Could this rotten old corpse save the eight cretins there?

“Now Bachmann, now Huntsman, on Ricky and Mittens,
Ron Paul and Johnson, Santorum and Gingrich:
To the top of the polls, to the top of the Oh-Twelve.
You jellybean oafs with the stature of elves.”

Like the insane extreme weather the Republicans caused,
by burning all carbon and flapping their jaws,
The eight tiny cretins leapt in front of the jet,
And heaved and then ho’d, which Gingrich liked best!

And then in a news cycle, I heard on the tube,
The prancing and mincing of each GOP dude.
As I drew back in horror and ran for the hills,
There went Crazy Bachmann with a brain full of pills.

The old man chuckled grimly like that Dickens’ creep Fagin.
There was no doubt about it, this monster was Reagan.
He was in a blue suit with a red boring tie.
And his hair was greased back and all blackened with dye.

His dead eyes did glisten, his skin loose and scary.
His cheeks were all rouged, like cough syrup cherry.
His grim lifeless mouth like a wall-mounted fish,
While the cold snow collected his falling-off flesh.

A Chesterfield filter clenched tight in his dentures,
While his imp, Wee Lee Atwater, burst forth from Hell’s ventures.
“This fella will help you,” Reagan said with a snigger.
“To win next November ‘gainst that slick Kenyan Hitler.”

Gary Johnson got drowned, no-one knew he was swimmin.’
Herman Cain put his pecker in too many women.
Bachmann was nutty, Rick Perry was frothy,
Like blobs of Santorum in ruined morning coffee.

Huntsman worked for Obama, imagine the gall!
That left only the Newt, Romney and Paul.
A swollen crook piglet in a war of attrition,
A Taxachusetts Mormon who kept changing positions.

And then there was Ron Paul, a fringe whining elf,
At the top of the polls, in spite of himself!
With his harsh words of Negroes and worship of gold,
And he, just like Reagan, about a thousand years old!

The Gipper then read from a cue card in space:
“You keep Rove and Atwater, you can still take first place.
The corporations will still run the wars that they bring,
While you whine about freedom, because facts are stupid things.”

Adapted from “Desolation Row” by William Jennings Bryan, 1776.

ripped from Wonkette, 

What kind of sportsmen hunt dogs? Ok, other than Sarah Palin?

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buy Chiquita bananas, screw the tar sands, screw the oil companies

Inter industry warfare?  The fossil fuel industry is asking for the public to boycott Chiquita bananas.  The fruit company came out a few days ago with a brave position against the the XL pipeline moving tar sands oil from Alberta Canada to the US gulf coast, mostly for export to other nations, was "all risk, and no benefit"to the US.   They also made reference to resulting dirty oil smoke harming the tropical fruit business.

The tropical Fruit Farmers and their marketing organizations know production of fruit is being harmed by rising global temperatures and pollution.   Boycott farmers and marketers that dare to care about their fruit production, and your ability to buy it?  No, I think the opposite will happen, I think people will reward  Chiquita.

Another GOP cure for something that was not real.

OK, now the FBI won't kick down your door and pistol whip you for using tungsten filament lights and pissing away 3 to 5 times as many of your energy dollars, well your safe now thanks to the GOP passing another law protecting you from Obama's lighting thugs.
Neither will the EPA shoot farmers off their tractors for making dust, the GOP has rumored for months the EPA would outlaw dust on the farm, think about that for a minute.
What's next, oh more voter fraud or gay plots will have to be outlawed by the party who is against government rules.

Life style of the wretched and famished, they are surplus to the capitalist system, not needed, please just go away.

The US budget deal of today was designed to let the poorest fall further into third world mode.  Example:
Cut 518 billion from Pentagon, that is a 1% boost in the military.  WTF?  It's being called a cut because they had intended to buy so much shit they can't now, this is only a cut in the jump, it's not a fucking cut, it's an increase.
Cut 3.5 billion for low-income heating and utility subsidies, a 25% cut, it is an actual cut.  Somewhere some will freeze, some will fall ill, some will have to move out, some will forego meds for heat.  Welcome to the lifestyle of the wretched and famished.