Archive for August 15th, 2008

It seems our co-conspirator Dan Turkette - the Angry White Boy of Fort Wayne - has stirred the pot with regards to Baron “Don’t Tape Me, Bro” Hill’s “Town Hall Meetings”. It appears Baron Hill doesn’t like answer questions when he is not already aware. Would Baron Hill’s campaign stoop so low as to provide cue cards for those attending?

Maybe. This from a handout provided to AWB:
“Only credentialed media will be permitted to record– audibly and visually– at Congressman Baron Hill’s official events. Credentialed media are those members of the media associated with major news outlets, their affiliates or recognized television, radio or print sources”

In other words - f*** off bloggers, these events are for the uber-liberal MSM only. Unless you’re a moonbat blogger on the State Dem party payroll then its OK.

Even Jill-Bob knows Dennie Ray II got his heiny handed to him by Becky Skillman at the Fair Debate.

Under the forthcoming new regime, war will be peace, freedom will be slavery, ignorance will be strength, and volunteering will be mandatory.

The Denver Channel reports on the lengths to which supporters of the Obamassiah must go to see his convention speech in the Mile High City:

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I am not “normal” for a lot of reasons. One of my many quirks is people watching. I just can’t help it. When I see people I wonder about their voting and consumer habits. This is going to be a long post so bear with me.

A couple of weekends ago my family went camping in one of the many great state parks scattered across Indiana and Michigan. I could not help but noticing a couple of things…

Where are all the tents? Everyone (but us of course) seems to have pop-up campers, pull behinds and 5th wheels. Does anyone even worry when it rains anymore?

Smoking. Holy cow, I know it is illegal in so many places that smokers feel like freedom fighters in the jungle. I would estimate at least half or more of the adults I observed were smokers.

NASCAR fans. I would say you were more likely to see a flag with a race car number on it than the stars and stripes attached to most of the campers.

Tattoos everywhere. Don’t want to make any stereo-types but I am just calling it as I see it.

Family activity abounds. There has been many a column, op-ed and whiny diatribe about the lack of real talking and family interaction seen in the press. Not at the campsite, fireside talks, throwing the football, fishing were all very common.

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