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October 24, 2009



In the comments section, someone linked this little video gem. LUN


This thread may be the only appropriate place for this headline:

Obama declares swine flu a national emergency

Operative phrase:

"Obama signed a proclamation that would allow medical officials to bypass certain federal requirements. Officials described the move as similar to a declaration ahead of a hurricane making landfall."

Captain Hate

Ok JOMers, help me out: WTF are the politics of swine flu that are eluding me? My BS detectors were already on high alert because the only people peeing their pants about this is the MSM and wacademia. Now Obastard makes it a hat trick of douchery and my skepticism is pegged at 11. "Bypassing certain federal requirements" from Il Douche?


"Bypassing certain federal requirements" from Il Douche?

I wondered about that also Capt.

Evidently it's an admission Zero isn't in total control of the country....yet:)

Gregory Koster

Peter, that link isn't working.

Well Cap'n, this proclamation allows HHS to give us vaccinatons made from the blood of William Ayers. That should be enough to cause all sorts of immunological reactions. The political reactions can be described by the German phrase Der Tag. Bring on the revolution.

If, as a long shot, The Once is serious about this, it's another example of how defective his judgment is, and the nice folks in the Russian, North Korean, Iranian, and Pakistanian chancelleries are busy revising their schedules forward.


"As a nation, we have prepared at all levels of government, and as individuals and communities, taking unprecedented steps to counter the emerging pandemic," Obama wrote in the declaration, which the White House announced Saturday.

More "bold action." The article says that Obama's trying to remove bureaucratic roadblocks and make it easier for people to seek treatment, but (and how odd is this?) Obama didn't mention what any of those roadblocks might be.

I suspect this is supposed to distract us from noticing how far short the gov't is falling in providing those flu shots they've been telling us it's so crucial to take.

Gregory Koster

Forget linking, let me rerun this verse from yesterday. Once again, the high average of JOM is evident:

"While you and Chaco and Captain Hate and TC and Mary Jane et al will foment again at this morn's Obamarama, Dr J and Elliott of the many 'T's's and I [Daddy---GK} will be cruising the streets of Berkeley Cal and raising a tuppler to Narciso on his Birthday. And me on a Shakespeare kick no less.

This day is called the Birthday of Narciso:
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named,
And rouse him at the name of "Bishop".
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Narciso's Birthday:'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his Sarah Palin tattoo's,
And say 'These hangovers I had on Bishop's day.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What quips he spake that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Doctor the Jay, Elliott the Ballcrusher, hopefully Ignatz the Tree-Killer, and daddy the Falstafian scat-bearer-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Narciso's Birthday shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of Birthers;
For he to-day that drinks a pint with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And JOMer's in Obamaland now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here at 2 PM on 23 October 2009 in Berkeley on Telegraph at the Raleigh Tavern, across the street from the drugged out, money grubbin', urine soaked Hippies of Peoples Park,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That drank with us upon Narciso's Birthday.

Many thanks, Daddy, not only for the swell verse, but for the chance to add copyright infringement to my rap sheet.



I posted about the emergency in the Afghanistan thread before I read yours. And I wondered what new powers he would take as a result.

His administration failed to get out the vaccine. Perhaps it was on purpose.



Zero wants to scare the wits out of people--yet....Sasha & Malia Will Not Receive the Swine Flu Vaccine!!!!


Gregory, it was just an old Rev. Wright sermon. Just say I hate whitey to yourself three times, and you'll have the gist.

And as usual, the JOM crew is dead on about the HINEY virus.


Well they of course have "the best medical care on the planet" glasater. And clearly deservedly so.


HOpe you read the link Jane:-)


Sorry I hadn't commented sooner on Berserking in Berkeley, but I was busy. Had such an exciting conversation with Elliott and Dr J that by the time I climbed in the plane later that midnight, that once we had it pointed in the general direction, I clicked on the auto-pilot, turned off all the radios so as not to get distracted by yapping ATC controllers, and began relating the beerfest to the co-pilot. Wouldn't you know it, before I finished we had overshot Alaska by about a 1,000 miles! But not to worry, since stuff like that happens all the time in the airline business...and of course being over Russia we could still see Sarah Palin's back porch:) So we just dallied around til' the voice recorder cycled once and erased itself and then came on in and landed. Ho hum.

I got to the Berkeley campus earlier than the other boys, and unexpectedly crossing Sproul Plaza caught an outdoor Pep Rally by vivacious Pom-Pomming Cal Cheerleaders and the Pep Band for the big game against WSU. What a beautiful--- student body. A very hard act to follow, but the boys topped it.

Nothing but complements to my 2 companions. Wonderful brains, excellent characters, and very fun jabbering. To me the most memorable moment was after leaving the Pub DrJ lead us to an interesting University bookstore near campus that I didn't know about. Once inside, he hit the Science section. He being a former Grad-school Alum of one of the University's Science Programs, it had been interesting earlier hearing him speak of Berkeley's Science Nobel Prize Prof's he'd had. It was fun for me to watch over his shoulder as he browsed the stacks for Physics or Chemistry books, or Joseph Priestly science biography stuff etc.
Then I shifted toward Elliott off in the Classics/Philosophy section. He already had a copy of Plutarch in his bookbag which we had chatted about before Dr J arrived at the Pub. Now he showed me different volumes in fascinating Greek Philosophy that his various Berkeley Classics Professor's wrote, and he made excellent, very insightful yet familiar comments about Catullus or Tacitus or basically anything I pointed to on this big bookshelf containing Western Civilization.

To me this book eavesdropping was fascinating---sort of like being the Murray Abrahm's character Soliari, in that Mozart movie "Amadeus", where as he leafs through different pieces of Mozart's sheetmusic, the music booms out from the big screen, and you stand in amused wonderment at the intelligence he's witnessing. That was great, my favorite moment of the day. And thankfully, when they steered me past the 'how to punctuate' section, the bookstore appeared sold out of Strunk and White. Whew.

Then we stepped out one last time to the streetcorner just across from the Student Union, for a final handshaking and thanking and saying bye and hoping we do it again.
Then one flew East,
And one flew West,
And one flew over the Cuckoo's nest.


Geez Glasater, I'm not sure I'm glad I went back and read that.

Aww Daddy, once again, you rock! Now can you tell us what you think caused those guys to overshoot Minnesota? They weren't drunk, weren't asleep and weren't fighting. I figure sex is the only thing left.

I'm sure daddy stays awake reading romance novels.

I think they were asleep, Jane. And Daddy, surely you fly the newer planes with the longer cockpit recording device. Or maybe they're keeping it a secret from you.


daddy, it's so much fun reading your posts.

There's a new Thucydides with maps from Clark Univ.  and an intro by VDH.

Elliott, I've Kitto in the bathroom now and he's recently turned me on to Pindar. Get this one:

He who wins, of a sudden, some noble prize
In the rich years of youth
Is raised high with hope; his manhood takes wings;
He has in his heart what is better than wealth.
But brief is the season of man's delight.
Soon it falls to the ground; some dire decision uproots it.
-Thing of a day! such is man; a shadow in a dream.
Yet when god-given splendour visits him
A bright radiance plays over him, and how sweet is life!
-Aegina, dear mother, guide this city in the path of liberty
Through Zeus, and with the favour of Aeacus the Hero,
And Peleus, and stout Telamon , and Achilles.

It's all Attic to me; stored in the back room where I see things.

Well, it's old Thucydides, the Richard Crawley translation. The maps are new and very helpful, and Victor is as usual, useful.


Thank goodness for Kim and Elliott. I always did appreciate Ciff's Notes:)

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