Yep, I'm taking next week off. I always try to get back home to Indy a couple of times a year, and usually I blog from there. It's good work if you can get it. But I kinda need a break from the Internet. I'm immersed in it every waking moment, and I need to detox. It's been a couple of years since I did that, tried to go cold turkey, so I'm very much looking forward to it.*
That which does not kill me only makes me blog more.
Courtesy of Charles C. W. Cooke, here's a glimpse of what the smart people at the White House just put up on their big fancy website today:
The following is racist, because shut up.
On the evening of February 3, 2010, I was struck down by a State Department diplomatic security SUV that made an illegal left turn, driven by an agent named Mike McGuinn, while I was crossing a street in DC. I had the Walk signal and was inside the crosswalk. The impact shattered my left tibial plateau, requiring two major operations and resulting in almost two years of infirmity and painful physical therapy. And it has resulted in a case of PTSD that has confined me to my apartment for most of the past three years. (It's only been in the last few months that I've been able to walk without a limp, when I really concentrate on it, and the meds I'm on are finally helping me walk down the street without panicking.)
Who isn't, right? And she's got better reason that most.
When I was in 6th grade, I was one of the two kids assigned to run the Stars and Stripes up the flag pole in the morning and take it down at the end of the school day. We were taught how to fold and handle the flag, and the most important rule was that it must never, ever touch the ground. That's disrespectful to everyone who has ever fought and died for our country.
Dude? When Germany is telling you to knock it off? Maybe you should listen. I know you won't, but you should.
Thanks to the invaluable Ace of Spades for pointing me to this wonderful trailer for season two of HBO's unintentional comedy, The Newsroom:
You see, because of the double entendre.
Unseasonably mild enough for ya, pal? Well, there's a perfectly good explanation for the delightfully pleasant weather many of us have been enjoying lately -- or is it climate? -- and it comes from the smartest people in the world: the New York Times.
If you don't like what Obama is saying, just wait around.
Hey, remember that petition, on the White House's official petition website, to disband the Secret Service because guns are evil and bad?
Do you think that's a compliment? You must be new here.
I will now pause for the raucous, exultant cheering to subside.
A few weeks ago I told you about a guy named Tommy Robinson, who co-founded something called the English Defence League. He gets beat up a lot in the British press -- and in person, as you'll see -- for speaking his mind about the spread of Islamic ideology throughout Britain.
Thanks to Glenn Reynolds for pointing out this terrific repurposing of Shepard Fairey's (in)famous "Hope" poster, courtesy of a German site called Nerdcore: