Lunch Break - Enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.

First the L.R. Tweet Hall of Fame Inductee for May 5, 2009:

Just got dat underwater ipod adaption device jammy
so I can hear music unda water, I b aqua jammin

By a close reading of this author's tweet we can appreciate his ability to incorporate all aspects of modern mans' existential pain. His disconnection from both society and himself is made clear as he expresses relief at being able to technologically escape from the numbing noise of banal human interactions, while returning to the safety of the womb by "aqua jammin" This is a fine addition to the L.R. Tweet Hall of Fame. The author is a tweeter named "Shaquille O'Neill", an American, and given his artful use of language is probably of Irish decent as his last name would imply.

Is the new Depression is a big dud or will it come roaring back in the Fall with the pig flu?
The Bottom: Kunstler is happy...sort of. But not really.
While the press was stuffed up Barry's ass all winter: China has canceled US credit card
Uppity lays it out: A list of failed banks...with wicked funny pic of a kitten as well!

After chapter 10 comes...Bloomberg: GM Bankruptcy Probable
NY Times takes a moment to publish something useful: The nation's debt clock is ticking faster than ever

Send lawyers, guns and money. Check that - skip the lawyers..."It's been a very good year for dealers," said a rifle dealer who did not wish to provide her name. "There's a lot of concern out there about everything. Better safe than sorry."
Fall of the Malls: The other shoe is dropping.

And now something completely random that I've been meaning to say: Okay I said it last night but why not again? Tamerlane's piece really reminded me of how much I HATE PRAIRIE HOME COMPANION. It's Hee Haw for Liberals. Phew! I am so glad to get that OUT...again.

My LA snapshot of the day here.

Let's Kill NPR

by 'tamerlane'

The events of the past year have tested my liberal identity, forcing me to reevaluate my assumptions on everything. With my present clarity, I'm finding it hard to justify our national radio network, NPR.

I'm not maligning public television. PBS has largely met its mandate of education and information: from science with Nova and Secrets of the Dead, current affairs with McNeil/Lehrer and Frontline, plus a slew of groundbreaking arts and cultural programming. I will let PBS live.

My target for termination is "National People's Radio." This is not motivated by NPR's self-appointed role last year as John the Baptist to Obama's Messiah. NPR surely won no laurels as Ron Elving moaned in ecstasy whenever The Lord spoke, or Mara Liasson (NPR's resident "political expert" who doesn't even know that Connecticut is part of New England) incessantly expressed incredulity that Hillary didn't drop out of the race following Iowa. Verily, NPR is an iniquitous den of whores and Obama fellators.

Beyond all that, NPR simply has no raison d'etre. Its mission statement calls for it to:

"create a more informed public-one challenged and invigorated by a deeper understanding and appreciation of events, ideas and cultures."


Let's take a quick tour of NPR's programming (courtesy of an exes' radio dial tyranny) and see how they meet their mandate:

All Things Considered
When NPR was exposing all of Shrub's lies and frak-ups, I thought they were being objective. Now, I realize they're just communists. All Things Distorted exists to put a leftist spin on the news, and is now employed full-time making excuses for Barry. Also has perhaps the most annoying intro music imaginable.

Weekend Edition - Saturday
Hosted by the World's Biggest Ass, Scott Simon. Every seven minutes, Simon guffaws uncontrollably over one of his own lame jokes. Fancying himself E.R. Murrow reincarnated, Simon delivers a trite weekly homily on why things matter and how we should be better world citizens.

Highlights from Simon's broadcasts include: using a fake British accent while interviewing a British language expert; hyperventilating during a flight with a 90 year-old pilot, shrieking that she might croak at any moment, and forcing the plane to land; opining that Londoners displayed greater "pluck" following their recent terrorist bombings than New Yorkers did after 9/11.

Weekend Edition - Sunday
More inane drivel about feeling smug because we installed fluorescent bulbs and really care about Darfur. Includes a weekly word puzzle game, vital to preserving our National Cultural Heritage.

Car Talk
Could be successful in private syndication. No reason, however, to spend federal dollars to collect decades of data proving that Liberals in places like Flagstaff: 1) drive Subarus; 2) never took Shop.

Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me
A panel of wonks dazzle an audience of wonks by recalling trivia heard all week on NPR.

A Prairie Home Companion
The government is wise to invest in corny stories about Mrs. Lundegaard's lutefisk.


I'm not opposed to public radio in principle, but NPR has failed to justify its existence. Neither our society nor our culture, nor the education of our youth, would suffer one iota if NPR never aired again. NPR receives 11% Its annual operating budget from the federally-funded Corporation for Public Broadcasting, and terminating NPR would make a good start to reducing the National debt.

(c) 2009 by 'tamerlane'. All rights reserved.