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Archive for March 8th, 2011

The STRATEGIC Oil Reserve.

Posted by Wickedpinto on March 8, 2011

Bush never tapped it, he added to it. Even Larry Kudlow, who I generally like, got on Bushes crap about tapping into it as the price of gas grew. You DO NOT TAP the STRATEGIC oil reserve to temporarily, and it would be very temporary, reduce the price of gas. It’s called THE STRATEGIC OIL RESERVE, because it is mainted for STRATEGIC purposes. That’s like saying “the price of a cruise with Carnival is too expensive, lets let everyone ride on the USS Enterprise!?” NO!

The STRATEGIC OIL RESERVE is meant to be kept for the purposes of STRATEGIC importance, like securing more oil! It’s not bi-annual, or quadrenial oil reserve, it’s a STRATEGIC OIL RESERVE!!!!

Please? Pundits? Shut your effing holes.

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A fun read

Posted by Wickedpinto on March 8, 2011

15 conspiracy movies that don’t fall apart at the end.

The pic’s are good, and the analysis is a fun read. One of the things I notice about the picks is that a lot of them are extremely slow moving and arduous movies to endure. Like “the Parallax View,” which is the first pick, that movie seems to last forever, yet it might be because I hate warren beatty and really only liked him him bugsy.

One of the picks, blowout, is one of my favorite movies because the ending is kinda powerful, and satisfies the classical formula of ending as you started. For a more current example, I would include salt. Though Salt is a good old action flic, the underlying conspiracy is fun to keep up with, it’s not all about action, there are revelations and dark corners being explored, granted, in terms of it being a flash bang action flic, but still good.

via Althouse.

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Apathy

Posted by Wickedpinto on March 8, 2011

Via Hotair,

Noone pulled over, or called the police. WTF?

When I was in highschool, one of my friends made fun of me, because I was going to an arcade, actually batting cages, and I got hit by a car when I wasn’t looking as I crossed the street, and my buddy saw it happen. My bat bounced and got dinged up really bad, and I hit the hood, and the windshield and bounced over the top of the car. It was really kinda surreal, I walked away with just a big ass bruise on my thigh. The driver, who wasn’t much older than I was freaking out, I said I was fine, I will just have a bruise, he gave me his number anyways, really hoping that I was okay, which I was, and then I complained cuz I didn’t know where my bat was.

That was the joke. A couple years later, one of our other friends, missed class, and the same friend who saw me fly over a car without harm said “He got hit by a car.” I thought he was screwing with me, I asked if his bat got effed up or something like that. My friend, the one who saw me perform some sort of movie stunt accidentally said “No, he got hit by a car,” and did the onomatapeia, “Padump Padump.” and the effing guy that hit him left the scene.

I can’t imagine being someone so callous that that they can drive over a human body and not at least call the flogging police, let alone apparently 20 of them in a row.

Human Scum.

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