A while ago I was asked why I consider myself a Moderate (I call myself one on my blog title) and what exactly I considered a moderate.
Well I thought about it and thought about it, and for the first time I realized why Drew was so pissed about being called a liberal. Well I wouldn't consider myself a liberal since I voted for Bush in 2000 among countless other reasons. Also I don't want to call myself a conservative, since that has a negative stigmata it seems. People don't want to hear what I have to say and think I want everyone dead but white heterosexual males. It gets even worse when they find out I actually believe in GOd, because they start telling me what a cook Pat Robertson is.
It usually doesn't help much to tell them I think he is off his rocker, because if people hear me say I am a conservative they automatically figure the have me pegged for every political issue across the board. Which is just idiotic. So. That Is really the reason. I mean most people will figure since I am generally for gay rights that I would be liberal not conservative. I am not going to go down the list.
A good example of why I would never want to fall under the blanket statement of liberal is the aftermath of Ronald Reagan's death this past weekend.
Well while I am out since is the first time I am addressing the issue I should at least make my thoughts public. Well the Gipper was the first President that was in the White House while I was on this green Earth. I clearly was more interested in the autobots than I was the Gipper's presidential reign during the 1980's so all I have to work from his articles and people that were old enough to care what was going on.
Like him or not, Reagan did manage to bring this country together on a lot of things, and certainly calmed down what was fairly wild two decades for this country and in some ways brought US back proud nation. He played a large role in the fall of the Berlin Wall, and you could argue handled the Cold War quite flawlessly.
Well the liberals who are usually filled with much hate and hell bend on ripping people like Ronald took the time after the President finally passed away (a blessing actually for the long suffering man)took a chance to well, um rip him full of hate. Now okay I am not saying just cause a guy dies you should pretend like you like the man. I am not saying people that wrote article nitpicking his presidency are anti-American. Although I would like to say I have seen one too many of those articles this past week.
However, there are people out there that are taking farther than the political what really happened with Iran debate that are just being plain nasty. It is just the typical mindset the countless hypocrites that proudly call themselves democrats.
Of course I am not saying that every democrat is a terrible person. But check this photo out. If you can't read it, it says Reagan In Hell with flames around his head. What the hell? How utterly awful.
What infuriates me to know end it that these jackasses with this hateful disgusting sign are the same people that would likely want to run me out of town for being nonchalant about if the Shoe Bomber was bruised a little more than needed.
How can these people be the same people who think I am a monster for saying the Shoe Bomber deserved an extra shot to the gut.
I'm not going to lump people like Drew into this horrific group of people. I imagine that these people are just so filled with hatred for their own pathetic lives with out an once of rational thought that this is the best they could come up with.
There are several awful things being said about him in letters to papers that are just name calling him all kinds of names. Why are liberals such hypocrites when it comes to loving thy neighbor? So it's basically love murders, terrorists, and rapists, but hate everyone who has different political ideas than you. Hate them with all of your heart for not thinking the way we tell you everyone should think.
So here is the logic from people like these jackasses.
Don't dare laugh after the Shoe Bomber getting a little roughed up after trying to litter the earth with parts of innocent lives But the Commander in Chief of our country for 8 years should burn in hell for all of time.
There is evil in the World, like your Hitler, or your Osama, but Reagan was neither.
Friday, June 11, 2004
"Tucker Gets a Brand New Ride"
Well this might be a little late to blog about, but for those of you who don't know THE TEMPO retired this past Saturday.
I rode that car from my first year of CCC through Rowan, my internship, two jobs and many years. It was the car that drove me around during the crazy election of 2000, 9/11, to my graduation, to meet Liza at her work for the first time, took me on various trips to the beach, and really was the car for a lot of my formative years for whatever that is worth.
However, the TEMPO was starting to pudder more and more and I knew it was time to send the TEMPO into retirement. So we parted ways last weekend and I was lucky enough to get the same amount of money I paid my brother for it several years ago. Ironically my brother is on at least his 2nd car since than.
Now the whole process of getting a car is about equivalent for most people to going to 10 Dentists in one day since I am highly disinterested in cars and it is just generally a painful experience. I don't know if there is something wrong with me being a guy and all, but cars never interested me in the least. Just not a car guy.
If I walked out my door and one friend (lets say Rob) said:
"Hey Keith there is a giant ant carrying a really big crumb across your front lawn!"
..and Dan K said
"Check out this Viper!"
I can't honestly say I am checking out the Viper first. It is also likely I might even tell others who weren't there about the ant before the car. Anyway I ended up getting '04 Ford Focus. It's pretty sweet, but I still can't find the damn thing in parking lot.
It feels fairly cool to drive a new car which I already managed to put close to 200 miles on.
I rode that car from my first year of CCC through Rowan, my internship, two jobs and many years. It was the car that drove me around during the crazy election of 2000, 9/11, to my graduation, to meet Liza at her work for the first time, took me on various trips to the beach, and really was the car for a lot of my formative years for whatever that is worth.
However, the TEMPO was starting to pudder more and more and I knew it was time to send the TEMPO into retirement. So we parted ways last weekend and I was lucky enough to get the same amount of money I paid my brother for it several years ago. Ironically my brother is on at least his 2nd car since than.
Now the whole process of getting a car is about equivalent for most people to going to 10 Dentists in one day since I am highly disinterested in cars and it is just generally a painful experience. I don't know if there is something wrong with me being a guy and all, but cars never interested me in the least. Just not a car guy.
If I walked out my door and one friend (lets say Rob) said:
"Hey Keith there is a giant ant carrying a really big crumb across your front lawn!"
..and Dan K said
"Check out this Viper!"
I can't honestly say I am checking out the Viper first. It is also likely I might even tell others who weren't there about the ant before the car. Anyway I ended up getting '04 Ford Focus. It's pretty sweet, but I still can't find the damn thing in parking lot.
It feels fairly cool to drive a new car which I already managed to put close to 200 miles on.
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
Final Cup Finals?
Hockey sure is in a lot different place than it was 10 or so years. Just take into consideration that the Cup was just raised in Tampa Bay. Who would have thought that 15 years ago?
The Lightening beat the Flames in game 7, which with the exception of a third period flurry from the Flames was decided fairly early.
The Stanley Cup will be able to get tan, but not without dark clouds looming over the league. The champagne isn't even warm yet, but it is now officially the moment all hockey fans have dreaded. The moment of truth of how serious the NHL is about playing next year. The moment that was learn if the players union is as idiotic and greedy as it appears.
It couldn't come at a worse time. Media coverage of the Sport has declined considerably this year. Locally the Philly Inquirer only had a top sliver on the front page, the Courier you had to flip to the sports pages only to find it really small at the bottom of the front of the sports section. Highschool baseball ranked above it. The Daily News dedicated only half the sports cover to it, and AOL news ignored completely as far as I know. The sport really needs some young talent to put the sports world on it's ear.
As a hard core hockey fan I watched the finals for the most part mainly with my hockey buddies Rick and Joe. Sure there were some thrills and spills, but it wasn't anything memorable unless you are a of either team. Don't get me wrong it was nice to see Dave Andereychuck get a cup, but he is no Ray Borque. I would much rather see JR drink from the cup.
To make matters worse during game 6 the Flames managed to slip the puck past the Bolts netminder. However it wasn't till the replay was showed on ABC that it was realized. The puck dropped and the goal was never reviewed. Now I watched the game with Rick and Liza and all three of us clearly saw white between the puck and the goal line. Sadly the game went OT and the Flames lost forcing a game 7 that they also lost.
The days that followed the NHL tried to do the Jedi mind trick on the fans and media. Sort of as if they were all reprogrammed by Gary Bettman the next game the ABC crew said how wrong they were to say it was a goal. I imagine that the actual angle we saw that night is now residing some where at the bottom of Lake Ontario.
The NHL is at a crossroads and they need to lock the two parties in a room till they work their differences out. Lord Stanley's Cup may be seeking retirement in sunny Florida.
What do most people think? Is it just a bunch of meaningless strike talk or the NHL likely to resume some time around the Sopranos Season 5 premiere? If at all?
The Lightening beat the Flames in game 7, which with the exception of a third period flurry from the Flames was decided fairly early.
The Stanley Cup will be able to get tan, but not without dark clouds looming over the league. The champagne isn't even warm yet, but it is now officially the moment all hockey fans have dreaded. The moment of truth of how serious the NHL is about playing next year. The moment that was learn if the players union is as idiotic and greedy as it appears.
It couldn't come at a worse time. Media coverage of the Sport has declined considerably this year. Locally the Philly Inquirer only had a top sliver on the front page, the Courier you had to flip to the sports pages only to find it really small at the bottom of the front of the sports section. Highschool baseball ranked above it. The Daily News dedicated only half the sports cover to it, and AOL news ignored completely as far as I know. The sport really needs some young talent to put the sports world on it's ear.
As a hard core hockey fan I watched the finals for the most part mainly with my hockey buddies Rick and Joe. Sure there were some thrills and spills, but it wasn't anything memorable unless you are a of either team. Don't get me wrong it was nice to see Dave Andereychuck get a cup, but he is no Ray Borque. I would much rather see JR drink from the cup.
To make matters worse during game 6 the Flames managed to slip the puck past the Bolts netminder. However it wasn't till the replay was showed on ABC that it was realized. The puck dropped and the goal was never reviewed. Now I watched the game with Rick and Liza and all three of us clearly saw white between the puck and the goal line. Sadly the game went OT and the Flames lost forcing a game 7 that they also lost.
The days that followed the NHL tried to do the Jedi mind trick on the fans and media. Sort of as if they were all reprogrammed by Gary Bettman the next game the ABC crew said how wrong they were to say it was a goal. I imagine that the actual angle we saw that night is now residing some where at the bottom of Lake Ontario.
The NHL is at a crossroads and they need to lock the two parties in a room till they work their differences out. Lord Stanley's Cup may be seeking retirement in sunny Florida.
What do most people think? Is it just a bunch of meaningless strike talk or the NHL likely to resume some time around the Sopranos Season 5 premiere? If at all?
Sunday, June 06, 2004
"Take a Seat Smarty"
Somewhere in South Philly there is a group that meets. They are called the "So Close Club". They are filled with all the loved players of all the Philly teams that have fallen short for almost a quarter of a century. Tonight they induct a new member.
Mcnabb walks to the podium.
"Good evening. Welcome to the So Close Club. Before we get started with the induction I would just like to make a few announcements. First off there is plenty of Campbell's chunky soup to go around so help yourself after the speakers. Also be kind to our bartender tonight, Mitch Williams. He really needs the money. Also stop by and see our Deejay for tonight Randall Cunningham if you wish to hear the theme from Rocky 15 times tonight."
Randall stands up, "Hey everybody"
Everybody "Hey Randall Cunningham!"
"Lastly Bonnie and Carl Lindros have requested we keep it down because Eric is cranky if he doesn't get his nap. Before we start let's take a look at this slide show provided by Comcast Sportsnet. Of course if you have the DISH it might be the first time you ever saw these images"
The Slide show starts playing Sara Mclaughlin's I will Remember You.
::shot of Mitch Williams giving up a home run::
::: shot of the Eagles getting beaten at the Vet::
::::Shot of Lindros sprawled out on the ice not long before the FLyers blow a 3-1 games lead in the conference finals::
Before the next image comes up the door opens and the dark room is illuminated. In the light stands the Answer Allen Iverson with a his "Dawgs".
"The program was starting at 7: 30 sharp!" Donvan snaps.
"If you go came to rehearsal yesterday you would know that!"
AI cocks head to the side.
"rehearsal!?!?! What you talkin' bout rehearsal? Rehearsal?!? Rehearsal? I'm da MVP! Check dis out alrght? I were to be here on time but my ride is all busted up. All broke down and sh*t. I even parked in the damn handicap spot so I aint have to walk across the damn parking lot. And you are talking about rehearsal?!"
Suddenly his "Dawgs" start eating the buffet laid out before its time.
"The corn I picked myself isn't done yet! It not time to eat!" Yells Keith Jones.
Suddenly Dave Brown, Claude Boivin, Sandy McCarthy, Simon Gagne and John Kruck march up to the AI's friends and try to restore order. Gagne takes a swing at AI, misses and still manages to shatter his wrist.
"You ain't got de balls to take me on!" AI says to Kruck.
"Bring it on bitch!" Kruck says.
Suddenly everyone has their shirts pulled over their heads and a fight breaks out. However the Philly PD shows up just in time before it gets out of hand. AI is taken out in cuffs.
"Is I told you the cops had a conspiracy against me! Damn police always trying to get Iverson! Just wait till Mayor Street finds out!"
"Sorry for the interruption" MCnabb continues.
"Why don't we just introduce our new member to the so close club. In the tradition of just falling short Smarty Jones choked in Philly fashion and failed to get the triple crown. Ladies and gentlemen SMARTY JONES!"
Smarty takes the microphone.
"I would just like to thank the fans for their support. I just ran out of gas I guess. I did win two races, but I know how the fans are really hungry for a championship since no one has won one in over 20 years" Smarty said looking all sad with his ears down.
"We have to won a championship in the last 20 years!" yells a man from the back.
"Shut up Kirby Law!" says Everyone.
Smarty finishes his speech and meets up with Flyers Captain Keith Primeau in line at the buffet. Keith puts his arm around the depressed horse.
"You know there was much debate if you were Buck County or a Philly sports player, but I think you really proved yourself to be part of the Philly family. You really earned yourself seat in the Philly sports world you are going to fit right in!", said Keith.
"Well on the bright side I get to hump lots of girl horses!"Smarty exclaimed.
"That's one up on me. My entire sport is falling apart. I can only hope Jonesy hires me to serve corn at the new ball park. All my teammates like Kappy and Timander are not only leaving the NHL but the country." Keith responded.
As they moved up in line Smarty looked at all the tables that were filled with dozens of past Philly athletes.
"Who are allll the big shots?" Smarty asked as he grabbed himself a bunch of hay.
"Well that table is the VIP the REALLY close table. There are the 1987 Flyers. Look there's Tim Kerr, Peter Zezel, Dave Poulin, and Mark Howe. Next to them is the '93 Phillies with Darren Daulton, Krucker, Inky, Dykstra, and Marino Duncan. All part of Philly's tradition of coming oh so close." Keith said.
"Didn't the Sixers get close a few years ago?"Smarty asked all confused.
"Well yeah, but I guess the writer of this story can't name anyone that played on that team." Keith was looking over his shoulder while in line at the buffet and didn't realize he dropped a meatball on the floor. It kept rolling and went right between Hextall's legs.
The Flyers captain then showed Smarty the scapegoat table where all the coaches that the Flyers fired in the past few years. Smarty than asked why two seats were vacant.
"Oh that seat is for Billy Barber and that one is for Craig Ramsey they are too busy winning a Stanley Cup." he explained.
Keith then walked Smarty over to his table. He walks away mumbling something about how the poor powerplay isn't his fault. He sat down next to JR who keeps asking him if the won game 7 or not.
Smarty's eyes widen when he saw who his company was.
"Buddy Ryan...Chris Gratton, Shawn Bradley, Hershey Hawkins, Tommy Soderstrom. Oh my GOD this is the D-List table!"--Smarty Cried out.
"I am such a loser! This is the lowest point of my life!" Smarty started crying and put his holves over his eyes.
"We sure do suck in this town!" Said Howard Eskin who walked up to say hello. "I think a little bling-bling will cheer you up!" Howard puts on his gold chains and fur coat.
"Call me man we can hit the town later. Everyone loves me!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Smarty yells with his holves in the air.
"Thank's for coming out everyone!" says McCnabb.
"Welcome Smarty. Don't forget fans there is always next year!"
Everyone laughs.
Mcnabb walks to the podium.
"Good evening. Welcome to the So Close Club. Before we get started with the induction I would just like to make a few announcements. First off there is plenty of Campbell's chunky soup to go around so help yourself after the speakers. Also be kind to our bartender tonight, Mitch Williams. He really needs the money. Also stop by and see our Deejay for tonight Randall Cunningham if you wish to hear the theme from Rocky 15 times tonight."
Randall stands up, "Hey everybody"
Everybody "Hey Randall Cunningham!"
"Lastly Bonnie and Carl Lindros have requested we keep it down because Eric is cranky if he doesn't get his nap. Before we start let's take a look at this slide show provided by Comcast Sportsnet. Of course if you have the DISH it might be the first time you ever saw these images"
The Slide show starts playing Sara Mclaughlin's I will Remember You.
::shot of Mitch Williams giving up a home run::
::: shot of the Eagles getting beaten at the Vet::
::::Shot of Lindros sprawled out on the ice not long before the FLyers blow a 3-1 games lead in the conference finals::
Before the next image comes up the door opens and the dark room is illuminated. In the light stands the Answer Allen Iverson with a his "Dawgs".
"The program was starting at 7: 30 sharp!" Donvan snaps.
"If you go came to rehearsal yesterday you would know that!"
AI cocks head to the side.
"rehearsal!?!?! What you talkin' bout rehearsal? Rehearsal?!? Rehearsal? I'm da MVP! Check dis out alrght? I were to be here on time but my ride is all busted up. All broke down and sh*t. I even parked in the damn handicap spot so I aint have to walk across the damn parking lot. And you are talking about rehearsal?!"
Suddenly his "Dawgs" start eating the buffet laid out before its time.
"The corn I picked myself isn't done yet! It not time to eat!" Yells Keith Jones.
Suddenly Dave Brown, Claude Boivin, Sandy McCarthy, Simon Gagne and John Kruck march up to the AI's friends and try to restore order. Gagne takes a swing at AI, misses and still manages to shatter his wrist.
"You ain't got de balls to take me on!" AI says to Kruck.
"Bring it on bitch!" Kruck says.
Suddenly everyone has their shirts pulled over their heads and a fight breaks out. However the Philly PD shows up just in time before it gets out of hand. AI is taken out in cuffs.
"Is I told you the cops had a conspiracy against me! Damn police always trying to get Iverson! Just wait till Mayor Street finds out!"
"Sorry for the interruption" MCnabb continues.
"Why don't we just introduce our new member to the so close club. In the tradition of just falling short Smarty Jones choked in Philly fashion and failed to get the triple crown. Ladies and gentlemen SMARTY JONES!"
Smarty takes the microphone.
"I would just like to thank the fans for their support. I just ran out of gas I guess. I did win two races, but I know how the fans are really hungry for a championship since no one has won one in over 20 years" Smarty said looking all sad with his ears down.
"We have to won a championship in the last 20 years!" yells a man from the back.
"Shut up Kirby Law!" says Everyone.
Smarty finishes his speech and meets up with Flyers Captain Keith Primeau in line at the buffet. Keith puts his arm around the depressed horse.
"You know there was much debate if you were Buck County or a Philly sports player, but I think you really proved yourself to be part of the Philly family. You really earned yourself seat in the Philly sports world you are going to fit right in!", said Keith.
"Well on the bright side I get to hump lots of girl horses!"Smarty exclaimed.
"That's one up on me. My entire sport is falling apart. I can only hope Jonesy hires me to serve corn at the new ball park. All my teammates like Kappy and Timander are not only leaving the NHL but the country." Keith responded.
As they moved up in line Smarty looked at all the tables that were filled with dozens of past Philly athletes.
"Who are allll the big shots?" Smarty asked as he grabbed himself a bunch of hay.
"Well that table is the VIP the REALLY close table. There are the 1987 Flyers. Look there's Tim Kerr, Peter Zezel, Dave Poulin, and Mark Howe. Next to them is the '93 Phillies with Darren Daulton, Krucker, Inky, Dykstra, and Marino Duncan. All part of Philly's tradition of coming oh so close." Keith said.
"Didn't the Sixers get close a few years ago?"Smarty asked all confused.
"Well yeah, but I guess the writer of this story can't name anyone that played on that team." Keith was looking over his shoulder while in line at the buffet and didn't realize he dropped a meatball on the floor. It kept rolling and went right between Hextall's legs.
The Flyers captain then showed Smarty the scapegoat table where all the coaches that the Flyers fired in the past few years. Smarty than asked why two seats were vacant.
"Oh that seat is for Billy Barber and that one is for Craig Ramsey they are too busy winning a Stanley Cup." he explained.
Keith then walked Smarty over to his table. He walks away mumbling something about how the poor powerplay isn't his fault. He sat down next to JR who keeps asking him if the won game 7 or not.
Smarty's eyes widen when he saw who his company was.
"Buddy Ryan...Chris Gratton, Shawn Bradley, Hershey Hawkins, Tommy Soderstrom. Oh my GOD this is the D-List table!"--Smarty Cried out.
"I am such a loser! This is the lowest point of my life!" Smarty started crying and put his holves over his eyes.
"We sure do suck in this town!" Said Howard Eskin who walked up to say hello. "I think a little bling-bling will cheer you up!" Howard puts on his gold chains and fur coat.
"Call me man we can hit the town later. Everyone loves me!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Smarty yells with his holves in the air.
"Thank's for coming out everyone!" says McCnabb.
"Welcome Smarty. Don't forget fans there is always next year!"
Everyone laughs.
Sopranos Wrap Up: Long Term Parking
Wow, what a week for blog writers.
Well in case you forgot two weeks the next to last Sopranos ran. They finally wrapped up the Adriana plot line and had her whacked by Silvo.
She caught by the FBI covering up a shooting at her club. So the FBI turns up the heat and tells her she must wear a wire.
She tells Chris that she has been flipped for years and he almosts beats her to death. Betting on hearing Chris say he wants to blow Tony's brians out the other day she tries to get him to leave the wiseguy life.
It doesn't work. Chris tells Tony and they have her whacked. Big episode, but we all saw it coming.
Meanwhile Johnny Sacks is really pissed about TOny B, and Tony S. refuses to tell him where he is. Things are really heating up. My prediciton is that Johnny Sacks is getting whacked tonight.
Sucks after this there isn't anything good to watch to end my weekend. Looks like DVD mights for awhile I guess.
Anyone else have any thoughts for the end of the season?
Well in case you forgot two weeks the next to last Sopranos ran. They finally wrapped up the Adriana plot line and had her whacked by Silvo.
She caught by the FBI covering up a shooting at her club. So the FBI turns up the heat and tells her she must wear a wire.
She tells Chris that she has been flipped for years and he almosts beats her to death. Betting on hearing Chris say he wants to blow Tony's brians out the other day she tries to get him to leave the wiseguy life.
It doesn't work. Chris tells Tony and they have her whacked. Big episode, but we all saw it coming.
Meanwhile Johnny Sacks is really pissed about TOny B, and Tony S. refuses to tell him where he is. Things are really heating up. My prediciton is that Johnny Sacks is getting whacked tonight.
Sucks after this there isn't anything good to watch to end my weekend. Looks like DVD mights for awhile I guess.
Anyone else have any thoughts for the end of the season?
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