JABbering Stooge

Robert Stacy McCain, lovingly linked by Stalkin’ Malkin, asks this of Obama’s comments that pregnancy shouldn’t be used as punishment of uppity sluts who dare think themselves worthy of being more than ninth-class citizens:

Huh? Who thinks of babies as “punishment”?

You and all the other anti-choice, misogynist nutters who keep carping about “consequences” for women “not keeping their legs shut.”

This has been Snappy Comebacks to Stupid Wingnut Questions.

Sidebar: You wouldn’t believe how many times I saw some variation of the utterly inane “Well, if you didn’t want to become pregnant you’d keep your slutty pussy shut, you cum-gobbling whore-cunt!” during my time in various web forums. Quite frankly, it made me ashamed to have a Y chromosome.

I say: my feeling as a Christian points me to my Lord and Saviour as a fighter. It points me to the man who once in loneliness, surrounded only by a few followers, recognized these Muslims for what they were and summoned men to the fight against them and who, God’s truth! was greatest not as sufferer but as fighter. In boundless love as a Christian and as a man I read through the passage which tells us how the Lord at last rose in His might and seized the scourge to drive out of the Temple the brood of vipers and of adders. How terrific was His fight for the world against the Muslim poison. Today, after two thousand years, with deepest emotion I recognize more profoundly than ever before - the fact that it was for this that He had to shed His blood upon the Cross. As a Christian I have no duty to allow myself to be cheated, but I have the duty to be a fighter for truth and justice. And as a man I have the duty to see to it that human society does not suffer the same catastrophic collapse as did the civilization of the ancient world some two thousand years ago - a civilization which was driven to its ruin through this same Muslim people.*

* Via.

Still caught up in their love affair with St. McCain, I see.

I swear, it’s starting to seem like John McCain could get caught sodomizing a goat on national TV, and the “librul” media would simply say that it gives him credibility on the issue of animal husbandry.

Sidebar: I LOLed when I saw digby’s “Hannah Montana fanboys in the press” comment. Classic snark.

A future Ben Buchwald at work…

Okay, I know this news is pretty stale, but I felt like commenting on it anyway. Besides, it makes for a good April Fool’s post, so humor me. Somebody managed to hack into one of PennDOT’s portable road construction signs to make it read “LIVE NUDES: EXIT 45.”

I have to admit, my first reaction to this was: “Where was Ben Buchwald when this happened?” For those who don’t know (and that would be just about everybody who wasn’t a Carnegie Mellon student in the spring of 2002), there is a tradition at CMU of painting “The Fence” — a concrete structure replicating the original wooden fence that dated back to the early days of Carnegie Mellon’s existence when The Cut was quite literally a “cut.” I’ll let the wikipedia entry explain the tradition:

Tradition dictates that the Fence only be painted after midnight and before sunrise, and only in its entirety. It must be painted by hand using brushes. If it is painted with spray paint, the painters would be cited for vandalism. A group wishing to paint the Fence must station two representatives on the small gravel region surrounding it; so long as two guards remain within the boundary, no other group may “take” the Fence. This sometimes leads to fraternities or other groups setting up a tent or campsite just inside the boundary so that they may keep control of the Fence for extended periods of time.

At this point, you may be asking, “What does a CMU tradition and an obscure CMU alumnus have to do with the recent prank played on PennDOT?” Well, the Purnell Center for the Arts was completed during my time at CMU, and somebody in the administration got the bright idea that what the new building really needed most was a big ugly-ass electronic marquee to announce to the world (or at least, Forbes Ave.) what was going on at the university at any given time.

So along comes Ben Buchwald, who — apparently on a bet from his friend Mike — hacks the marquee to read “MIKE, YOU OWE ME $5″ along with the message “WHY PAINT THE FENCE WHEN YOU CAN HACK THE SIGN?”

Indeed.

Sidebar: Obviously, based on my description of the marquee as “ugly-ass,” I approved of the hacking. Trust me, that marquee needed to be hacked just on general principle. And you know, when you put up some technological monstrosity like that in a school full of computer nerds, that’s just asking — nay, begging, for mischief.