Category Archives: The United Kingdom

An Article Full of Fail

How so?  You may ask.

Let’s start with the title.

Obama: Romney would take health care back to 1950s

Even though I have no actual experience with the 1950s, my first thought is:  would that be bad?

Let’s assume that Obama is not claiming Romney would outlaw all medical breakthroughs discovered since 1959.  To assume otherwise wouldn’t be reasonable.  (Or would it?)

Also, to be fair, I am ignorant of the Bad Stuff (other than the Korean War) that happened in the 1950s.  So I may not be a good judge.  If, for example, the President had said, “Romney would take energy back to the 1970s,” well if taken at face value I would say, yikes.  That Romney fellow is no good!

But the 1950s?  Weren’t those the post-WWII boom years?  What’s wrong with going back to that?  In the ideal world, maybe we could go back to the pre-WWII era of health insurance.  (P.S. I can’t believe I just linked to an article co-authored by Ezekiel Emanuel.)

Let’s move on from the title, and look at the first sentence of this article.  “. . . Republicans would seek to strip away health care benefits for [women] and cut funding for contraceptive services.”

Surely this sentence suffers from a typo.  In order to be accurate, it should read like this:  “Republicans would seek to strip away health care benefits for [women] by cutting funding for contraceptive services.”

Ah, those slippery collectivists nowadays feel no embarrassment when their one concrete–albeit ridiculous–example is the only evidence available of a long list of alleged wrongdoing.  By the way, who is supposed to fund the contraceptives, and thus be responsible cutting the funding?  I thought those evil Catholic churches were supposed to do it.  How would Romney be in control of them in this wonderful nation which separates Church and State?

Nevermind.  On to sentence number two:  “Obama sought to draw a stark contrast with presumptive GOP nominee Mitt Romney, saying his rival intended to take his health care law and ‘kill it dead’ on the first day of his presidency and ‘get rid’ of Planned Parenthood.”

Ooh, looks like a case of projection here.  Perhaps the Left’s feelings on unborn children (“kill it dead,” “get rid”) are to blame?

Sentence number three is a doozy:  “They want to take us back to the policies more suited to the 1950s than the 21st century,’ Obama said, arguing that the decisions affecting a woman’s health are ‘not up to politicians, they’re not up to insurance companies, they’re up to you.’

Ugh.  I’m sorry.  Did Mr. Single-Payer-Universal-Healthcare-Coverage just try to say that a woman’s healthcare decision is up to her?  And not up to the provider?  Because when a government-mandated monopoly provides the service, well it won’t have any opinion on what must be provided . . . will it?


Okay, at this point I have to skip a few sentences so fluffy and boring that they don’t even warrant fisking.

Here’s the next quote screaming for clarification:  “Obama said women’s issues resonated with him because of his wife, first lady Michelle Obama, and his late mother.  The president said he wanted to ensure that Mrs. Obama ‘has control over her health care choices’ and noted that his mother would have been 70 this year had she not died from cancer nearly two decades ago.”

Clearly his wife and mother make women’s issues “resonate” with Obama.  Because his wife and mother are women.

How exactly does empathy with females make you a better candidate?

Oh yeah.  It doesn’t.  Especially when spouses have expensive habits.  That’s why Obama must rely on the debunked claim that his mother’s death was caused by the failure of an insurance company.

(P.S.  Debunked = Fail.)

Now we get to the really meaty part of the article’s failure:  “The president was introduced by Sandra Fluke . . . . Fluke gained notoriety after conservative talk show host Rush Limbaugh called her a slut because she supports the Obama health care law’s requirement that insurance companies cover contraception.”

I love this particular bit of journalistic fail because it admits the larger failure of the leftist powers-that-be:  without conservative attention, darlings of the left like Fluke would remain unnoticed.

Seriously. Look at the quote.  The article is AP, and it plainly doesn’t state that Fluke gained notoriety by being an advocate of reproductive justice.  Or that she gained notoriety by speaking in Congress.  She gained notoriety by getting called a slut by Rush Limbaugh.  Still, the dunces of the left actually thought this transgression would shut Limbaugh down.

Whew.  No more fisking.  The hour has grown late.  Here’s the article if you’d like to deconstruct the rest.  Greg Gutfeld artfully concludes this post, by juxtapositioning Sandra Fluke with Rachel of the viral Chick-fil-A video featuring that chucklehead who got himself fired.

Totally worth your precious viewing minutes.  And if that’s not enough Leftist Failure to satisfy your appetite, try the offerings at Twitchy:  #Obedience!


Bad Bad Blogger

Sorry for my lack of internet activity.  I’m still here, and reminiscing about England a bit.  This week, the homeschool curriculum included the story of The Sword in the Stone, and I’m all like, King Arthur!  We went to his castle!  Do you remember Merlin’s Cave?!

I got blank stares.

Argh, the boys were too young to retain memory of the things they saw, the culture they absorbed.  (Both do, however, retain an uncanny ability to fake the British accent, and both remember Peppa Pig and the Jimmer Jammers.  Does that count as culture?)

Tintagel is the name of the village purported to be Arthur’s birthplace, a right pretty little spot.  Of course, most UK villages are right pretty little spots.

I really miss those villages, as well as the cheeses named after them:  Stilton, Wensleydale, Davidstow . . . .  The Brits are dead serious about their cheese, as this macho marketing strategy can attest: 

In America, one must look to Axe and Old Spice ads for similar imagery.

Okay, enough rambling.  I fully intend to make the rounds soon, and see what fellow bloggers are sharing.  I also intend to write more substantive posts.  Maybe even get a chapter of that novel written /sarc/.

Ya’ll have a great week.

You've gotta park somewhere

On Royal Weddings

Diana’s royal wedding provoked nothing more in me than a mild puzzlement at the length of her train.  I was ten, what did I care? 

Now that I’m forty my reaction has matured, evolved . . . into a serious stupefaction at the sight of those hats.


And the daughters of Prince Andrew and Princess Sarah . . . oh dear, shall I admit it?  When I saw the photo over at Innocent Bystanders, here’s the first thing that came to mind:


I know, I know, I’m really mean.  But they are grown women, right?  They did choose their attire?  Who among you cannot see the similarity?  Well, except the cartoon hair accessories are less ridiculous.

In a futile attempt to make this post seem less catty, I’m not embedding the photo.  Hop over to Innocent Bystanders to see.

Really, I’m sure they are lovely young women.  The attire is the sole subject of my derision, not the humans beneath.

Meet The Time Traveller

I stumbled on a new blogger last week, and he’s worth sharing.  Adventures in Time Travel is an Englishman’s blog, so the tagline shouldn’t surprise any Brit-humor fan:

Contains no actual time travel

The Time Traveller does a sound fisking of an eco-fascist news article in “Vegetarians are destroying the environment.”  Here’s a tid:

Article:  “After decades of conversion to cattle farming and agriculture, overwhelmingly soy, but also corn and coffee, only 20 per cent of pristine Cerrado remains, much fragmented between farmland.”

Time Traveller:  Hang on a cotton-picking minute! Earlier in this article you were claiming that 50% had been lost. Now it’s 80%. That really is a rapid rate of development, unless you suffered a particularly long bout of writer’s block after paragraph 3.

Snicker.  Read the rest if you have time.  At the least, do click over and scan for posts that pique your interest.  Yeah, some posts are couched in terms of British politics, but it’s easy enough to get used to.