BATBOY TAKES OVER PITTSBURGH!!!!

Well maybe not, but wouldn't it be funny if he did?

Steelers by at least ten on Sunday.

Writers Block

So, there's a whole bunch of stuff going on all over the world this week that might prove to be interesting to write about. Yet none of it is proving to be very inspiring. You've got another story of the bushies trying to silence scientists whose conclusions on global warming are inconveniently at odds with the political line; you've got Hamas wining big elections in Palestine; plus the usual assortment of corruption, destruction and general chaos, none of which feeling outrageous enough to write about this morning.

I think I'll go dredge up a doughnut. That might help.

George W. Bush's America

This following is an excerpt from an article by Joshua Green titled Company, Left that appeared in the Jan/Feb 2006 issue of The Atlantic.

Command sergeant Major Tim Walz is a 24 year veteran of the Army National Guard now retired but still on active duty when a visit from President George W. Bush shortly before the 2004 election coincided with Walz's homecoming to Mankato, MN. A high school teacher and football coach, he had left to serve overseas in Operation Enduring Freedom.......

The President's visit struck Walz as a teachable moment, and he and two students boarded a Bush campaign bus that took them to a quarry where the president was to speak. But after they had passed through a metal detector and their tickets and IDs were checked, they were denied admittance and ordered back onto the bus. One of the boys had a John Kerry sticker on his wallet.

Indignant, Walz refused. "As a soldier, I told them I had a right to see my commander-in-chief," the normally jovial forty-one-year-old recently explained to a Democratic-Farmer-Labor Party dinner in the small town of Albert Lea, MN.

His challenge prompted a KGB-style interrogation that was sadly characteristic of Bush campaign events. Do you support the president? Walz refused to answer. Do you oppose the president? Walz replied that it was no one's business but his own. (He later learned that his wife was informed that the Secret Service might arrest him.) Walz thought for a moment and asked the Bush staffers if they really wanted to arrest a command sergeant major who'd just returned from fighting the war on terrorism.

They did not.

Instead Walz was told to behave himself and permitted to attend the speech, albeit under heavy scrutiny. His students were not: they were sent home. Shortly after this Walz retired from the guard. Then he did something that until recently was highly unusual for a military man. He announced that he was running for Congress - as a Democrat.

The president and his henchmen are twits who really sound like more like bouncers at a bar than political affiliates. Better yet, those two kids got a better lesson in civics in that five minutes than most kids will ever get, and I'll bet they aren't going to join the GOP. Hang on, only thirty-six months left.

God Drives a Dodge

There are some really stupid people out there. Unfortunately some of them show up at family functions where it can be very difficult to run away or kill them.

Let’s take Aunt Thelma Lou (ATL): A great example of why man was likely not created in God’s image. He wouldn’t want to be associated with this one.

ATL feels very close to the Lord. One day, someone saw a car very similar to hers being driven by a nun. She responded, “It must have been God driving my car.” Frankly, if the Big Guy were to reveal himself he would likely opt for a better set of wheels than a 1992 Dodge Shadow, and why on earth would he be tooling through Greensburg, PA? Wouldn’t he go someplace really wicked, like Salt Lake City?

How’s this for a great opening line in a book? ‘She was the kind of person who put cigarettes in an Easter basket.’ Well guess what? Yep, ATL did just that. Two packs of ‘boros in her niece’s basket right next to the chocolate bunny. It made me really appreciate the holiday because nothing celebrates the resurrection like lung cancer.

We will miss her, but ATL has decided that she will no longer be coming to family gatherings. On a recent holiday, the phone rang and another relative yelled across the dining room, “Aunt Thelma Lou, It’s a collect call from the federal penitentiary in Indiana. It must be for you.” Now, everyone there knew the story about Uncle Al’s crack-fueled armed bank robbery binge and subsequent sentencing, but the announcement proved offensive and ATL decided that she would not come to family functions any more. We tried to talk her out of making a rash decision but …. OK, that’s a lie. Nobody said a word.

The good news is that, even in her anger, which required a five-page letter written in the form of a sermon to express, she is praying for all of us because, “That is the kind of Christian I am”. I know I’ll sleep better with the knowledge that she is putting in a good word for me. You should all be so lucky.

Pax Vobiscum

When I go to Hell

My job in Hell will be to beat Pat Robertson over the head with a rolled up copy of the Sunday New York Times.

My eternal damnation will be listening to him complain that it’s a lesbian conspiracy.

A Brief Welcome

So, this would be a new thing for me. Anonymously posting random thoughts on the web in the unlikely event that anyone cares to read what I have to say. Me or anyone else for that matter. Well, what else is there to do at 5:30 AM?

Anyone ever wants to bitch, feel free at: bigGblog@hotmail.com

The name, 'Unconscionable' should not suggest - if I bother to keep writing on this - that I am going to be moralizing or holier than anyone. It's a word that I've floated around since college when I got in an editorial battle with some yo-yo about the relative merits of Nazis in America. I'll say up front that at the time I wasn't able to find anything meritous about them. I wrote that I found his position to be .... you guessed it.... Unconscionable. For some reason, my friends, who were a pretty literate bunch (and typically drunk), found the use of this word humorous and it has just sort of hung around as a thing ever since. I've been out of school for 14 years now. They should just let it go.

Besides this guy really was a fruitball. Most people, when they're nineteen, are just trying to get laid. This fellow's big concern was, and this is really what he told me, "G...when communists take over, people die!" Of course it was a real issue at the time, because following the fall of communism in Eastern Europe there was real concern that those dastardly pinkos were considering an invasion of West Virginia. Apparently it was the best the KGB could come up with as a face saving measure.

The 'Objector' part? Well, there's an awful lot to object to out there, no? Besides, I thought it sort of rolled of the tongue.

Well, that's enough for now. Adios Comrades!

Testing Unconscionable Objector