GORE BLOWN AWAY AT BOX

I think it is kind of funny that the new Weathermen will downplay the utter failure of Gore's latest pack of lies to lure audiences into the theater to be lied to again. What is really funny is how they're going to have to spin it after the buildup they awarded it all by themselves.

Gee, do you suppose that failing to fill the theaters shows Donald Trump and the rest of the sane people don't believe in the scary BS future Al Gore and the criminal climate data pirates at the various universities here and in Britain have been pitching for over a decade? I'm sure that's not how they're going to pitch the failure of the masses to show up and urge a climate revolution before, for the 322nd time in this century, it is TOO LATE TO CHANGE!!!!!

OH NO! The world is doomed.

WHO KNEW?

The title is a clue.

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Why Benjamin Netanyahu is so tough: He’s from Philadelphia

MR GORSKY AND MUSTBESO

Perhaps his signal achievement as President was to launch the United States on a mission to land mankind on the moon and he set a deadline. This country used to be able to accomplish the most amazing technical feats in very short periods of time and with limited budgets. I wonder what happened to change all that? Me? I blame computers.

One of the apocryphal stories related to mankind's descent upon the moon was the story of Mr. Gorsky. I will let it unfold from this space.

Did Neil Armstrong really say “Good Luck Mr. Gorsky” on the Moon?

I have heard, that upon standing on the moon, Neil Armstrong at some point said "Good luck Mr. Gorsky". The story being that while a child, playing baseball, through an open window he heard Mrs. Gorsky yell at her husband: "Oral sex, you want oral sex? When the kid next door walks on the Moon!"
Is that just made up, or real?

It's a cute story, an urban legend, but that's all it is. According to NASA HQ Apollo 11 Lunar Surface Journal that includes full transcript and MP3 audio clip (52 MB) of all the conversations between Apollo 11 astronauts and mission control, as a note near the beginning of the page, there it stands:

Me? I think it's funny. I wonder just how NASA managed to hang onto the transcripts and the audio recordings of all conversations on the moon even though they destroyed all the high resolution video recordings of man landing and walking on the moon.

Still, a day to remember. Well, two of them actually.

THINGS I DON'T BELIEVE

As we close in on the end of the Western Year, here are a number of things that used to roam the outer borders of my belief and which I had neither accepted nor rejected. I've had some time to think about them and put them into one category of belief or another.

                                                      Easter Bunny
Micro-aggressions
                                                      Tinker-bell
Racism
                                                      Elves
Strategic bombing
                                                      Dragons
Islam is a religion of peace

Honestly, who really believes that some sort of bunny brings chocolates and jelly beans one day a year or that little fairies can fly or that there is an entire race of undying tree-huggers or that a giant flying fire breathing reptile exists, even in China? The rest of it is just bullshit made up by deeply ignorant people who make gold out of fooling the gullible and stupid.

KODACHROME

Bathing Beauties in Vivid Kodachrome, (1944)

I'm assuming Kodachrome is in one of the former Soviet Socialist Republics or one of those cities they renamed after the War. It might be somewhere along the Great Silk Road perhaps between Samarkand and Bukhara. Anyone know where it is?

MYTH VOODOO AND LEGEND

It's entertaining to watch the complete destruction of a myth.

One wonders how we would have fared in Iraq if L. Paul Bremer had been squished like a bug on his first day in Iraq.

APRES LAUNCH

One of the things I enjoy about the meltdown is the overt and social in it.

At this point in the race to president, democrats have shrillary. There are no other tru dems walking out there in the polity of the electorate. The rethuglicans have 20 men wandering around in those shrubs beating the bushes for your vote. Unlike McCain, I'd vote for any of them.

I am not a DEM but can't you feel their little hearts beating aloud as they face the rest of us with just a shrillary?

I don't tell them this of course but it's like the bloke standing there in the trench at the Marne with a rubber bayonet and nothing else.

How did the democratic party get to be the party of loser leaders like Obama who did nothing, shrillary, Al Gore, Biden. One can hate McCain but at least that man lived a life and if we wanted to we could see his college transcript. Everything we see about any democrat is scrubbed, wiped out, or made up or massively concealed and hidden.

Did I mention that I quite like Ms. Palin? She too was one with solid, observable, meaningful credits in her resume. Obviously, not a democrat. 

EARTH, NEAT

The animation after the first article is pretty cool. It's an animation of Earth after all the ice melts in the inevitable global warming apocalypse.