Turkey Downs Russian Jet

That must be some turkey.

Ain't no Blazing Saddles

I just saw The Martian (the movie).  In these days of helplessness and lack of purpose, what a welcome testimony to human resourcefulness!  Somebody took no humor, no dialog, no logic, no reality, almost no acting, almost no actors, a bag of cliches in place of a coherent plot, poorly copied scenes out of Mission to Mars and made millions on it.  Makes me proud to be an Earthling.

 And also makes me suspect some forces out there are trying to further soften up the giant dumbass we call America for the astronomical expenditures  associated with sending a man like Matt Damon to Mars so he can figure out how to grow potatoes "in his own shit."  Yep.  They sure make it look like fun spending years in a vehicle with four other people traveling through a hostile environment while your children grow up and your spouse grows old without you.  Seems like all single people would have been chosen for the job or they would have invented warp drive by then.  But weightless frolicking probably makes it worth it. We know the Commander wasn't always smiling just to show her nice astronaut teeth.

They haven't even finished screwing up this planet and already they're looking to new ones. Although that could be the finishing touch - when someone returns from there with some incomprehensible hitchiking microbe  used to surviving on nothing for eons that looks around and says, "I do believe in God."

Or - and here's a wild leap - they have no intentions of  sending anybody to Mars.  They're just building a cover story for more weapons in space.  Keep in mind who first publicly broached the idea.  He has the same first name as our first president.

For evidence of other skeptical observers, check out The Global Network Against Weapons and Nuclear Power in Space.

Send in the Clowns

The Republicans certainly took that lovely Judy Collins hit to heart. Who knew they listened to music?!?  But really, what else do they have?

The Never Ending Story

And so here we go again. They're robbing the aquifer, fricking the land, addicting the general population with cell phones now that lung cancer has gone out of style (addictions of course being the most powerful incentive to keep going to that job every day).   And hey! Looky here – the circus is back in town – under the big top - here's Bevis and Butthead times 5 running for leader of the free world. Look at that - commentators speaking in serious tones about what they say, proving that it's important. Think and talk about this. It will divert your mind from meaningful events happening around you.  And while you're at it, look at JEB!, the candidate with no last name.  He doesn't need one for identification purposes, does he, out there getting that token resistance so it doesn't seem like an anointment when he gets the nod.  What a hell of a family.  Let's try another one.  There's got to be something in that trash pile we can use.   It's a national resource  'cause there's still more where that came from.  Probably recycle 'em eventually if they run out.  Yeeehaaa.

Sure democracy is a concept sacred only to the rabble, who are down here hoping for some recognition of their individual worth; and to those who don't require  representation, nothing beyond the not-binding rules of a hilarious  game.  It's probably good they still feel the need to entertain us.  When that stops we better run for the hills.