Showing posts with label roundup. Show all posts
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Saturday, January 15, 2011

Corraling Little News Dogies


[from 7/1/09]

The day before this sees print, American troops are set to withdraw from Iraqi cities. I don't have a clue how that will turn out, but that's OK because there's a lot of other fun news items to talk about. Let's do a roundup!

I'm excited about the discovery of St. Paul's bones and icon at the Vatican. On June 19, Pope Benedict announced that an icon of St. Paul was found in the Vatican. They know it's him because the resemblance is too close to be accidental. Then, less than two weeks later, some bones turned up, and Vatican scientists proved they were St. Paul's actual bones, because they are exactly as old as he would be now, and you can't fake that sort of thing. By the way, I'm going to be 60 next week, so if you find any precisely 60 year old bones a week from this Thursday, they'll be mine.

For people who prefer their fun news to not involve physically dead celebrities, we have Justice Clarence Thomas' minority opinion on why school officials should be allowed to strip search 13 year old girls for Ibuprofen. He actually said that if you don't allow school officials to peek in 13 year old girls' panties for Ibuprofen, then that's exactly where 13 year old girls will hide all their Ibuprofen. He then said, "Is that where you want them to hide it? Really? Sick bastards." But nobody listened, amid speculation that Justice Thomas was hiding his brains out of view of even a flashlight. If so, it wouldn't be for the first time.

In my day when we kids hurt it was because our parents beat us and we were SUPPOSED to hurt, and we knew it, and we didn't try to cheat the system by taking Ibuprofen or Tylenol. It has come to my attention that the main reason 13 year-olds take Ibuprofen these days is to relieve hangovers, which is what it was invented to do. I say if it helps our children concentrate better in school after a night of tossing back shots, then let them have it. That's how important I think education is.

South Carolina Governor Mark Sanford met a girl named Maria. He was quoted as saying, "Maria, Maria, Maria." The Jets don't want him hanging out with them anymore. I mean, the Republicans. I find myself warming up to him.

The word on the street is that the new movie, "Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen", causes motion sickness, especially among younger viewers. So kids seeing the movie are advised to stuff their underpants with Dramamine, just in case. You can steal it from the same place you steal your Ibuprofen, or use your allowance to buy it from your dealer at school.

The president of Honduras has been ousted by the Honduran military. The streets there are filling with protesters demanding the president's return. So we can count on at least a week of people on TV telling us how politics in Honduras will forever be changed by these protests, even if the president isn't allowed back. This is unlikely, as the Western Hemisphere Institute for Security Cooperation at Fort Benning, Georgia, the school formerly known as the School of the Americas, is still in business.

The oldest man in the world died last week at the age of 113. You can always count on some oldest person in the world to die every couple of weeks or so. What was fun about this time was that the guy who died, who was in great health (ambulatory!) for a 113 year old, credited his longevity to clean living, whereas his replacement, the new oldest man in the world, thanked booze, cigarettes, and wild, wild, women, for enabling him to last long enough to spend his final days pushed around in a wheel-chair and fed intravenously.

The Iraqis are celebrating the American troop withdrawal with a big party. No one expects it to go as expected.



Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Choose wisely, Reykjavík!

Let's do a homeless news roundup! We'll rope'em, tie'em, and brand'em!

Here at Adventures in Irony we make it our duty to leave the local homeless news to the paid professionals. We will have nothing to say, for now, about the SHARE/WHEEL occupation and subsequent arrests at the Lora Lake Apartments which were a big deal of last week's homelessness-related news in the Seattle area. Except, "gross misdemeanor, my ass." The gross misdemeanor was shutting down the apartments.

OK, moving onward and outward. A wheel-chair bound homeless woman in Fresno was arrested and cited at a McDonald's restaurant for attempting to use the restroom without first making a purchase. And rightly so!

Think about it. Let's say you want to start up a McDonald's franchise somewhere. How do you choose where to put it?

What I would do is ask myself, where would people get the most benefit from my placement of my McDonald's? I would take into account all that McDonald's franchises have to offer. There's greasy, over-salted burgers. There's tastes-like-chicken sandwiches. There's parking. There's air-conditioning. There's 30-minute seating in tiny little chairs made for people with one buttock each, in a room with walls painted in scientifically calibrated "move-along" colors. And there's bathrooms. I should site my new franchise someplace where one or two of these items of attraction will be a big draw. That means a place in a warm climate with a severe shortage of public bathrooms. Sounds like Fresno to me!

So I can totally sympathize with the management of that Fresno McDonald's. That wheel-chair bound homeless woman was trying to use her full bladder, or whatnot, as an excuse to steal one of the only two good things their store has to offer. If they didn't draw the line with her, then, pretty soon, everyone would know that you didn't have to buy the food at their McDonald's to use the can, and then nobody would buy the food there, 'cause the food sucks!

In more abstract homeless news, but still out of California, an article on homelessness and health care by Margot Kushel, MD, of the University of California at San Francisco says that, "Since the early 1990s, the average age of the homeless population has risen approximately eight months each calendar year."

Combining that with statistics which show that the average age at death of homeless people is under fifty, and we can now predict that old age, murder, and suicide, will assuredly solve the homeless problem in ten years after all, in spite of all our recent hand waving and hollering in the direction of the opposite conclusion. We are most sorry for having been so wrong.

The most interesting news this week is NIMBY (Not In My Back Yard) news from the online Iceland Review, which says that the shelter that was planned for homeless men at Njálsgata 74 in downtown Reykjavík will open in October, as previously scheduled, over the objections of neighbors, but, by way of compromise, would house only 8 men rather than the 10 that were to originally have been sheltered.


[Above: Y'all's gotta see this picture of Njálsgata Street!]

My concern is, what are the odds that the two guys that are excluded are going to be just exactly the two bastards that the NIMBYs were trying to keep out?

Out of any 10 people, statistics shows that two of them will be saints, and another two of them bastards, whether the ten are homeless or not. Studies have repeatedly shown that two out of ten of all human beings are worthless scum.

But if you pick 2 people out of 10 at random the odds that the 2 you picked will be the 2 bastards of the bunch is only 1 in 45. That's just simple math!

Choose wisely, Reykjavík!