Do yourself a favor, and go watch the video. If you are at work, just play the audio in the background. I’ve now watched it twice. David is hilarious, and more importantly, he is very poignant. Dude totally gets it. And, he reads TAH (when I send him the link), so if you want to leave a comment for him go ahead.
Medal of Honor Nomination narrative after the jump.
God I hate Tyra Banks. Seriously. I challenge you to find a more vapid idiot. First off, she decided to honor Black History Month by recreating a great moment in African-American History, her photo shoot for Sports Illustrated. Um, are you effen serious? That’s one of the great moments of Black History? Ridiculous.
Then she had a show where she faced her greatest fear. Dolphins. Yes, her greatest fear of dolphins. You know, what with all those crazy stories you hear of dolphins just mugging people on the street, and stealing their tuna fish. Dumbass, and ridiculous.
And now, her apparel pisses me off to.
It’s pretty simple: Don’t wear ribbons and medals you didn’t earn, and if you didn’t serve in the Air Force, don’t wear their uniforms. That isn’t a fashion statement, it is ridiculous.
Actually, this whole post is ridiculous, but it is a slow news day, and I am getting beat like a drum in my NCAA pool.
(And by “we” I mean weather dependent, because I am soft.)
OK, so I found a list of Organizations involved in tomorrow’s special olympics march on the Pentagon. So, let’s look at some of these fine groups. Naturally there is the standard group of Communists, Socialists, Separatists, misanthropes, liars, lycanthropes, anti-war superheroes, rustlers, cutthraots, murderers, bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, nitwits, half-wits, dim-wits, vipers, snipers, con men, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, muggers, buggerers, bushwhackers, horse wagglers, horse thiefs, bullbags, train robbers, bank robbers, ass kickers, shit kickers, and Methodists! But who else ya got?
The New Afrikan Creed
6. I believe that the fundamental way to gain that power and end oppression is to build a sovereign black nation.
7. I believe that all the land in America, upon which we have lived for a long time, which we have worked and built upon and which we have fought to stay on, is land that belongs to us as a people.
8. I believe in the Malcolm X Doctrine: that we must organize upon this land and hold a plebiscite to tell the world by a vote that we are free and our land independent and that, after the vote, we must stand ready to defend ourselves establishing the nation beyond contradiction.
9. Therefore, I pledge to struggle without cease until we have won sovereignty. I pledge to struggle without fail until we have built a better condition that man has yet known.
Um. okay, I am down with that. Who else?
The Tel Rumeida Circus for Detained Palestinians:
Katie and Jonas both learned the art of fire dancing and came to Palestine from San Francisco. Although we did not know each other before Palestine, we were pleasantly surprised to learn that the other had brought our fire dancing equipment (poi).
Sometimes we would become weary and exasperated from negotiating or arguing with soldiers regarding Palestinian men being detained at checkpoints. One day we saw a few of our neighbors being pushed around and verbally abused by Israeli soldiers, soldiers who were young enough to be their children. Rather than contributing to the bad energy, we decided to contribute to the absurdity of the situation.
Jonas took out his juggling pins and Katie took out her poi and we announced that there was going to be a circus performance at the checkpoint. As we started performing, the soldiers stopped abusing the Palestinians and started watching us. During our show, the men were released. This was the start of the Tel Rumeida Circus for Detained Palestinians.
Sure, Juggling for Peace, I’m down with that too. Next up?
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Bellavia speaking, he’s as phenomenal as always.
My question submitted:
Hey David, why am I listed in the acknowledgements of your book after your second grade teacher and some lady you once walked across the street?
I went to law school, but I’m not quite the legal expert that Code Pink is:
In December of last year an Iraqi reporter, Muntadar al-Zaidi, was launched into the spotlight for hurling his shoes at President Bush during a Baghdad press conference. As the shoes sailed through the air, he shouted, “This is a gift from the Iraqis. This is a farewell kiss, you dog! This is from the widows, the orphans and those who were killed in Iraq.” He has been in custody since the incident and reportedly tortured. Last week, he was sentenced to three years in prison for assaulting a foreign dignitary.
On the sixth anniversary of the disastrous Iraq War, Al-Zaidi’s story highlights the reality of the US-imposed democracy in Iraq. One of Bush’s false justifications for the invasion was the need to save Iraqis from a repressive regime and give them the freedom of expression they deserved. Six years later, expressing yourself freely will still get you tortured and imprisoned in Iraq. This is the democracy that over 4,000 US soldiers and over 1 million Iraqis have lost their lives for?
I totally agree with you Medea. Which is why I am going to exercise my freedom of expression by urinating on you. I am currently going to start hydrating with some Guinness while I watch the NCAAs, and so I should be ready for when I see you on Saturday. Should be an awesome time, no?
Based on your legal reasoning, not only will you support my right to freely express myself through giving you an unwanted golden shower, but you will take to the streets if anyone does anything towards me. Dude, I think that is awesome.
OK, gotta go, got a huge bladder to fill!
Consider this your “dust in the eye” warning. Thanks to Drew M over at the House of Ace for catching this one.
MIAMI GARDENS, Fla. – The flag traveled around the world and through the deserts of Afghanistan and Iraq. Sgt. Felix Perez brought it from home as a reminder and an amulet. The flag never left his Army backpack.
It accompanied Perez to Dolphin Stadium on Tuesday night. He needed some luck for his team, the United States, in its must-win World Baseball Classic game against Puerto Rico. Perez wore a Team USA hat and a Team USA hoodie, and his little sister, Jessica, draped his flag across her shoulders. The United States’ 6-5 come-from-behind victory in the ninth inning sent them into a frenzy. She danced around. He sat in his motorized wheelchair and roared.
On the way out, the 27-year-old Perez placed the flag in his lap and leaned over to a security guard manning Gate G. He was hoping some players from Team USA might sign it. The security guard led Perez and his sister to the U.S. clubhouse, and the flag went inside.
“The next thing I know,” Perez said, “I’m getting called to come back in there.”
Go read it. I was happy when they won, because Youkilis and Lil Dusty Pedroia are on the team, now I’m happy because so was Sgt Perez. Someone needs to get this kid out to Cali for the rest of the games. If I knew how to pull that off, you better believe I would.
My non-discerning Internet Wife has a cousin’s kid who is leaving for Marine Corps basic in September and could use some advice on how to prepare himself mentally and physically.
How about heading over there and give this Devil Dog a bit of the knowledge y’all got from your many years of being dragged around by the Lt Nixon’s of the world.