All those years in prison made Brett Kimberlin an angsty boy with a horrible penchant for really bad rap.
It appears that sometime around 2006, several years after Kimberlin was released from prison, he joined a band named Op-Critical. The band’s music can best be described as liberal alternative rock and they claim some of it has been featured at ACLU and Amnesty International events. Their music mirrors that of other little known liberal bands who trashed bush in the later part of his presidency and would be unremarkable if it weren’t for the fact that one of the guys playing guitar and singing is a violent criminal.
Take, for instance, the Op-Critical song titled Fear. The song describes Americans being fearful and “thinking that the plastic bag maybe isn’t innocent” and how that undue fear is being used by Bush to control them. The lyrics mocking the fear of terrorist attacks would, again, be unremarkable for a late 2000s liberal band if they weren’t sung by a man convicted of setting off bombs in a small American town and the music video didn’t feature that bomber lurking around the Cleveland Park DC Metro station complete with shots of an unattended bag.
Professor and blogger Jacobsen made a comment that was celebrating the WI Supreme courts smack down of judge sumi legislating from the bench. Someone apparently thought it was not professional for what should be a stuffy law professor to be so, somewhat gleeful at a court taking another court to task. this was his more measured response, in full bore stuffy professor mode.
The first fully 3 dimensional creation (a piece of cloathing) ever made using 3 dimensional printing. was a bra, that was prepared using a visual scan of the “model” (I think Hot chick some nerd wanted to so get his first kiss from?) I mean, isn’t this what computers are made for? More boobies, more butts, more bra’s? Remember it’s a 3d printer so how far away are the . . . well you get the idea.
I forget who told the joke, but there is a comedian, “YES! Ladies, Deal with it, men invent almost everything, and you know what we are gonna do with it? Find a way to Eff it.”
“The same process can be used to make shirts, dresses and suits that are custom fitted using body scanning.”
Or. . . More Bra’s, that should be photographed when worn, because it’s SCIENCE!
Hugh was a part of Washington and took part in this stuff, and his clear disdain for the basic machinations of Washington is very refreshing. Wanna get rid of the chaff and find the wheat who is willing to actually work for a purpose? From now on, all government meetings will take place over skype or goto meeting. All the freeriders will quit and join various “charitable” foundations, or become professors and leave our government alone.
Some kid got suspended out of concern that he was making other non-white students uncomfortable since he clearly indicated a preference for White supremacy. Why? White kid, white t-shirt, you connect the dots duh.
But the funny part, the white principle who was responsible for this stupidity, while being interviewed, is wearing a white shirt. Clearly he knows of which he speaks.
Red Skelton is one of the most famous comedians and clowns of all time, he’s from the middle Indiana area, so I think most kids around here, even now know who he is, even though they are almost 2 generations removed from anyone who actually saw one of his performances in person or on television live.
He started out as a clown, became a quite famous vaudevillian (like most clowns and vaudevillians of the time. Vaudeville and Clowning was high comedy back then.) and then with his fame he also started clowning a little more to reach a childrens audience. clem Freddy the Freeloader was a little bit adult, in that it depicts a drunk speaking “logic” when it was just round about excusing, like WC Fields used to do.
Here is one vid of Red, working with movie greats, people so great that you might call them “Thespians.” Freddy The Freeloader makes friends with Raymond Burr.
If you want another one, Here he is with Vincent Price, as Clem Kaddidlehopper (one of his most famous characters.)
On top of being an endearing vaudevillian, and clown and personality.
He was also a patriot who didn’t just play a clown who could cry, but could make you cry with him.
[update:]meant to say freddy, but I said clem. derr.
While walking down the street one day a Corrupt Senator was tragically hit by a car and died.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
“Welcome to heaven,” says St. Peter. “Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we’re not sure what to do with you.”
“No problem, just let me in,” says the Senator..
“Well, I’d like to, but I have orders from the higher ups. What we’ll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.”
“Really?, I’ve made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,” says the Senator.
“I’m sorry, but we have our rules.”
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes.
They are all having such a good time that before the Senator realizes it, it is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises…
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him, “Now it’s time to visit heaven..”
So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
“Well, then, you’ve spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.”
The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: “Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.”
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell..
Now the doors of the elevator open and he’s in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders.
“I don’t understand,” stammers the Senator. “Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there’s just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?”
The devil smiles at him and says,
“Yesterday we were campaigning, Today, you voted..” Vote wisely onNovember 2, 2010