janklow stars in… Florida, which we’re currently calling “the Gunshine State”

so recently, our hero janklow headed out of state to the land of Florida (or, as we are calling it this week, the Gunshine State, a moniker that i cannot take credit for) and as always, i try to come up with some observations for the purposes of joke-making. it’s actually been quite some time since i busted out a travelogue update on this site (a short search indicates that it was apparently janklow stars in … Ohio: where everyone is way too nice, which we published on 11.02.2007, which just makes me say, “wow, i guess i DON’T ever go anywhere”), so i figured it might be a great time to have another one happen thanks to Florida. here we go!

moving walkway
IT IS NOT A GODDAMN RIDE, PEOPLE

chapter I: flying out of scenic Maryland

so perhaps the fact that i have spent a lot of time in airports makes me susceptible to being outraged by the things that people do in them, but i have to come back to something that i have not bitched about in some time: people’s inability to correctly use moving walkways. look, guys, they’re not rides, they’re meant to help you travel through the airport FASTER. and sometimes people are very impressed with seemingly mundane things –see also the number of people who seem to travel to Maryland and then return with massive amounts of scrapple, which i SUPPOSE isn’t freely available everywhere, but which i thought we all recognized was “spiced trash meat”– but a moving walkway, being such a ubiquitous part of airports, shouldn’t be one of them.

further… it seems like everyone hanging out on moving walkways without moving is doing their best to be as annoying about it as possible: they don’t leave for anyone to walk PAST them, they take one step onto the walkway and IMMEDIATELY stand still, regardless of whoever’s right behind them, and so on. and you know, there has simply GOT to be social commentary to make about the poor physical condition of the average American and how it relates to peoples’ refusals to walk on moving walkways and escalators and all that.

also, when did neck tattoos get so popular? i don’t want to bash everyone that has one since some of these people seem like decent-enough folk, but i have long operated under the assumption that tattoos above the shoulder were indicating that you wanted out of society and/or into the judicial system to some extent. still, it seems like whether or not you make the worst assumptions about people, they shouldn’t be so popular.

yeah, i know, i haven’t even escaped the state at this point in the narrative and i am already LOSING MY DAMN MIND. attribute it to the fact that i hate, hate, hate flying and i will try to make some Florida-based remarks.

Maryland Fried Chicken
“hey, let’s fly from Maryland to Florida and then sample their native cuisine of Maryland Fried Chicken!”

chapter II: surviving Florida, probably in part because it is devoid of alligators

so mostly what i did in Florida was some equally non-exciting stuff (hello, little cousin’s graduation, an event which was bound to make me feel absolutely old as hell, and it did), but i wanted to attempt to make some observations from my travels anyways:

–once there, i and some relatives found a local eatery called “Maryland Fried Chicken,” which, in case you thought this was maybe just a coincidental name based on it being owned by Russell Maryland or something, declares that it makes fried chicken in the traditional Maryland way. now, being a native Marylander, i declare, “obviously we have to eat at this place.” in turn, i then realize something: i don’t even know what traditional Maryland fried chicken is supposed to taste like. Wikipedia tells me that this is a real thing, so i can’t outright declare that this is a clever marketing scam (as everyone wants to eat chicken from … Maryland), and supposedly the chain was started by a Delaware guy who wanted to appeal to guys from Baltimore and the rest of Maryland moving down to Florida for jobs at the time … so i guess what this REALLY means is that i am so used to just eating a bucket of chicken from KFC that i don’t even know what my native cuisine is supposed to taste like. sad.

…and then i was scalded by an INCREDIBLE hot container of beans exploding onto my legs. when you add this to the fact that i was also burned by an iron being wielded by my grandmother and injured in some kind of inflatable bounce house-type scenario (we’ll come back to this), i have to say, this was a surprisingly rough trip for me.

–at this graduation, the dean (at least, i think it was the dean) seemed to focus his remarks on the recent Boston Marathon bombing and a large pre-paid credit card scam. frankly, it seemed to me like a bit of a downer, what with this being a graduation and all, but i believe an aunt of mine pointed out that this might simply have been an attempt by said dean (if it was the dean) to let the new graduates know that with the current weakness of the economy, they should still be aware that they had options for their futures if they thought outside the box. i immediately had to agree this was the best possible way to take it.

–in the aftermath of graduation, we had a little shindig for my cousin wherein my aunt (because this is the kind of thing she does) got some ridiculous inflatable stuff for a party because there’d be little kids there, including this one that we’ll call an “inflatable sports challenge.” it’s a little hard to describe it: there’s an inflatable column in the middle and two kids are harnessed on either side of it, and they pull against each other as they try to dunk a ball. basically, let’s just look at a picture:

inflatable sports challenge

only the one in question had little raised walls.

now, for kids, this is clearly a sporting challenge, but HYPOTHETICALLY, adults could also use this in a fashion where they’re basically competing to smash each other into the center. not that this is what happened. it’s also possibly that in a competition against one of my female cousins, i won (thus showing off my mad dunking skills)… and was subsequently drug across the thing into the column on the grounds that, on balance, my little female cousin in question is much more of an athlete than i am and could PROBABLY beat me up. and that’s where the abrasive injury i mentioned earlier came from!

–so near where my aunt lives in central Florida, there is a small nature preserve that i wanted to search through for alligators, because i feel no trip to Florida is complete until you’ve seen a gator, and, with any luck, wrestled it into submission. however, the first time i went to this preserve, it was apparently on fire, at which point my family banned me from going to play in said fire (a decision that, given all my small injuries, may have been for the best). the second time, there was no fire, but also absolutely no gators, and i have to say, this was an INCREDIBLE disappointment. especially when you consider that while visiting that aunt, both someone’s stray dachshund AND someone’s stray (and very friendly) cockatiel wandered into her yard to hang out indefinitely… and yet not one gator did. i flew out of that state SO SAD about the gator situation.

–also, that preserve has signs that invite you to eat from plants in the preserve. it was admittedly stated in reference to citrus trees, but i still think it sent a weird message. that said, my immediate reaction was, “you know, there would NEVER be a “just eat stuff you find in here” sign in a nature preserve in Maryland.” you make of THAT what you will.

chapter III: the conclusion

so i survived all that, flew home, and was returned to my shack in the woods thanks to a timely assist from my Irish sidekick. no gators, light injuries, but on the balance, a solid trip. this place really COULD use a couple more travelogues, i suppose, so there it is, although i don’t know what the likelihood of having any additional ones is at this point…

and now, an “out of state” placeholder

looks like our hero (still janklow) is going to be out of commission again due to his decision to travel out of state for a variety of reasons, mainly familial. i admit this means, as i have not actually wrapped up a post between THIS placeholder and the last one, that the site looks like a bit of a ghost town right about how. well… it happens.

and now, a token “holiday” placeholder

okay, so, it’s not a HOLIDAY, but this upcoming weekend is going to see my fragile body get killed by three-or-so days of working the Celtic Society of Southern Maryland‘s annual festival (warning, that link is INCREDIBLY slow). so you know what this means: an excuse to not have an update for the week. please, please, try and control yourselves; it’s not THAT bleak of a fate.

and to be honest, i am kind of enjoying this schedule of just saying “fuck it” to trying to update EVERY week: i am enjoying the relaxed demands, and i struggle to think of anyone who actually minds. thanks, loyal readers!

“and i don’t need no jokes for this shit…”

yeah, not really an update that’s going to be packed with jokes, i admit. it happens sometimes when you’re hammering this stuff out. so bear with me; i know with all the gun stuff, it’s been a little lean on the humor around here.

so anyways, recently my mother and i were talking about that whole Boston Marathon bombing (so you can see how long it took me to get this update polished off, ha) and her contention was that this wasn’t about religion or politics or the flashy stuff like that, but more simply, about the fact that these Tsarnaev kids couldn’t relate to Americans, American society whatever. this might be partially because of all her employment as a teacher –somehow i figure watching kids succeed or fail at socializing plays a big role in all that– but either way, i think i agree. i made the point over the last couple of weeks in between the gun rants, but if you want my opinion, it’s all part of the same problem: in the aftermath of events like Newtown’s shooting or Boston’s bombing, we immediately starting hearing “BAN CERTAIN GUNS” or “BAN ALL GUNS” or “BAN BLACK POWDER” instead of addressing the underlying problems with the drug war or proper mental health care or, hell, just assimilating the people who feel disenfranchised into society. the latter guys can ALWAYS crash an SUV into a crowd of people even if they can’t get a gun or a bomb, because they have a fundamental problem that no one gives a shit about.

and this is what reminded me of the movie Falling Down.

Falling Down
“the adventures of an ordinary man at war with the everyday world”; frankly, i think this tagline describes an entirely different movie

ah… Falling Down. it’s not a great movie; it might be a fun movie, but not a great one. but this was 1992 (right before our AWB came into effect, oddly enough), and we had a different set of things to be furiously outraged by. immigrant shopkeepers overcharging us! the menace of gang members! pushy panhandlers! disappointing fast food restaurants! it’s one of those films that tries really hard to mean well –they take great pains for the hero, Michael Douglas’ Foster, who shoots it out with minority gang members, to distinguish himself from a Nazi shop owner, and clearly by the end, he realizes his spree is NOT heroic and all– but which probably can only be kind of a fun mess.

anyway, the part of this film that i personally best recall is unrelated to a lot of this: to steal Wikipedia’s description of this, “Foster passes a bank where a black man is protesting being rejected for a loan application. The man exchanges a glance with Foster and says “don’t forget me” as he is escorted away by police.” and that’s about it; Vondie Curtis-Hall is protesting outside a bank in a much more socially-appropriate fashion because the bank’s deemed him “not economically viable,” passersby (and the average viewer who’s wanting to watch Michael Douglas blow up things that make him unhappy) could not care less, and he’s ultimately taken away by the police, during which point he asks Douglas not to forget him.

Not Economically Viable Man
obviously his statement worked, because 21 years later, i STILL have this bit stuck in my head

now, okay, this is a throwaway bit in a film (and thus the kind of thing i LOVE to obsess over) and Curtis-Hall’s character has specific beefs and motivations and all that. i get it. but on some level it comes across to me in a different way: Curtis-Hall’s part of society, he’s worked for years, he’s seeking a loan. this is not the actions of a criminal or malcontent (as far as we know), yet for some reason he finds himself impersonally rejected as “not economically viable.” and what do you do with the resultant anger, something which is not unique to this particular circumstance? you could stand outside the bank and protest, you could blow up a construction site, whatever. but what you REALLY want is for people to just give a shit. to NOTICE you when you’re outside the bank protesting, whether or not they agree with your situation. you know what happens when they don’t? more disaffection with society. tell me where this leads.

and this is what reminded me of the show OZ.

OZ
“a series chronicling the daily activities of an unusual prison facility and its criminal inhabitants”

ah… OZ. maybe not a great show, maybe more of a soap opera for men, provided you like a lot of murder and ass-rape in your soap opera. still, it had a lot of moments beyond merely being an edgy, envelope-pushing drama for HBO to run with back in the day before they really hit it big with that impeccable the Wire/the Sopranos/Deadwood triumvirate (which may still be the best ever trio of actively-running shows on a single network). those of you that DO fondly recall it (presuming that list is not restricted to just me) may specifically recall the little opening/between act/closing monologues from Augustus Hill (played by Harold Perrineau Jr.). he had some good ones –i specifically enjoy the one about Jesus spending time in jail, which is a supremely great close-out to an episode– but all this does make me think of the one from the season two episode, “Great Men.”

Augustus Hill
“Yo, imagine being remembered for a thousand years. The things you did when you was alive reaching across time and touching the lives of people not yet born. That’s a dream. That’s why people write books, start religions, find cures, run for President. But me? I don’t wanna be a great man. I don’t care if I’m remembered for the next thousand years. All I ask is, if we pass on the street, notice me.”

yeah, i can’t remember the number of times i have felt personally slighted by something someone has done, with it not being 100% the act itself, but also the fact that it implies someone could just not be bothered to give the slightest fuck about my existence. and frankly, i feel well-integrated in society, so i can only imagine how much further THAT goes when you’re talking about someone who’s not.

but whatever. maybe we’ll be more upbeat next time around these parts. 2013 is kind of a downer of a year, to be honest.

but on the other hand…

DSA SA58

so, the rundown: Maryland’s passing this new assault weapon ban, so your hero is trying desperate to score a couple of things on that list before time runs out that, otherwise, he’ll be missing out on FOREVER (or until i leave this state, but as Coolio once said, “as much as i hate this motherfucker… i love this motherfucker). anyway, i decided to throw mega-dollars at this domestically-produced FN FAL, which is a DSA SA58, to be specific, and it’s very, very nice; a FAL/SA58/whatever model is just a gun i have spurned before because of price. but not anymore! now to find some additional rifles…

anyway, the process is supposed to take 3 days to run, with a 7-day waiting period being mandatory, but due to all the furious gun-buying going on between the election, the post-Newtown threats of federal bans, and my state stuff, i was told it would take 5 WEEKS… and it took 9 weeks and 2 days total. fuck this state. but, anyway, it’s here! it’s like bringing a newborn baby home! success!

2013′s deluge of gun control part II: wherein we all wish for Martin O’Malley to go fuck himself (or however you’d phrase it)

so last week we did a little venting on this topic, but we didn’t really focus on the fact that Maryland managed to join the states like Colorado, Connecticut and New York (if not others) in having a little knee-jerk, emotion-based gun control forced on them. we didn’t get as much fanfare as Colorado (because this is less a Western state and more a nominally Southern state long known to be dominated by Democrats) or as New York (because even our legislation wasn’t so supremely fucked up), but we DID manage to fuck over our population: come October, we’ll have an increased magazine capacity ban (down from 20 to 10, fucking up pistol purchases for all, if nothing else), a swarm of new restrictions and requirements for handgun purchases (a total mess, no matter how well-intentioned, given MD’s past history of instituting this stuff) and a banned on our current “regulated” long arms. this latter is weird in that it knocks out rifles by name, so you’ll see a total ban on AKs and FALs, but no ban on equivalent yet less historical rifles like vz.58s and AR-10s. and the AR-15 situation is weird, but whatever, let’s not get into the nuts and bolts.

instead, let’s discuss our esteemed governor, Martin O’Malley.

Martin
yet another contender for the title of “most punchable face in America”

i don’t know how familiar with our governor the internet is, so here’s a quick summation: he was the mayor of Baltimore, and seemingly accomplished nothing there as far as i can tell, which earned him two terms of governorship of Maryland… where he has accomplished nothing, as far as i can tell, beyond fucking with my firearm (and pit bull ownership) rights. seriously, he’s raised some taxes and presided over the same decreases in crime that EVERY STATE has, but beyond that? nothing i can see. anyway, if you watched the Wire, you may remember Thomas Carcetti: that’s our O’Malley. i’d say it was thinly-veiled, but i think we all know that it was not. but it DOES remind me that O’Malley once bitched about Republicans starting rumors about his infidelity for political reasons, something which even loyal Democrats in this state laughed at.

ANYWAY, O’Malley, being the kind of man he is, has felt entitled to be considered the “next big thing” in the Democratic Party for some time, and in the aftermath of the Newtown killings, he decided he, like Andrew Cuomo, really, really needed to get some left-wing feathers in his cap so that he can one day be president… and that is when the idea of slamming us with gun control came into the picture. let’s refer to a sweet article from the Washington Post:

“On the day after a gunman killed 20 children in Newtown, Conn., Maryland Gov. Martin O’Malley wrote a text messageto his chief legislative lobbyist.
“Do we or do we not have an assault-weapons ban?” the governor asked that Saturday, 10 days before Christmas.
No, Stacy Mayer wrote back.
Really? the governor responded. I thought we did.
A variety of pistols, such as mini-Uzis, were illegal. But the weapon that Adam Lanza had fired in Newtown — the semiautomatic Bushmaster rifle?
Legal in Maryland.
Three days later, O’Malley summoned Mayer and several advisers to the governor’s mansion. Until then, his team had mostly been recovering from the exhaustion of campaigning for three statewide referendums and President Obama’s reelection. They had no grand plan to take on guns as the state legislature was about to convene in Annapolis.”

so, a couple of issues this immediately brings up for me:

01. we actually have HAD attempts to pass assault weapon bans during O’Malley’s time in office which failed, in addition to whatever support he gave anti-gun pushes when he was merely the mayor of Baltimore. so for him to act as if he did not know what laws we did or did not have isn’t just an issue of being ignorant of the law, it’s him fucking lying for effect
02. they had no “grand plan to take on guns” because they’d failed to do so before. the fact that they MYSTERIOUSLY moved to do so one day after Newtown is not an embracing of some holy mission, it’s taking advantage of a tragedy. i think we all know this.

in fact, the article goes on to note that:

“O’Malley had been preoccupied with gun violence since his days as a Baltimore assistant state’s attorney. As the city’s mayor and as governor, he had insisted on starting each morning with a police memo listing the number of overnight homicides.”

so you were preoccupied with this, but had no idea of our current laws? seriously, it just makes it more insulting that you lie like this, O’Malley. he then goes on to basically say that we need bans on 10+ round magazines and assault weapons, but HANDS OFF HUNTING WEAPONS, a stance that confuses me if your policy is to attack crime guns. you see, if you look at, you know, actual evidence, assault weapons simply don’t get used in crime in Maryland: it’s all handguns and some shotguns, and it’s predominantly related to the drug trade. yet a liberal governor who once ran Baltimore can’t get behind addresses the actual problems? well… it’s easier to ban some guns that no one is using for crime but that LOOK REALLY MEAN.

this article then goes on to talk about how CONCERNED some of these politicians are, from:

“President Thomas V. Mike Miller Jr. (D-Calvert) was sympathetic to his constituents who enjoyed hunting and target practice. Guns were an important part of their lives and culture.”

…but don’t worry, he won’t let that sympathy get in the way of banning your guns and chasing Beretta out of his district, because your culture and property only have meaning in the contexts he say they do; to:

“Sen. C. Anthony Muse (D-Prince George’s), who committed his support when the governor agreed to cut the price of a license in half, to $50, a change Muse sought to help the blue-collar families in his district.”

…because the problem with a bill that attacks your constituents rights is that the fee for them to buy a handgun is $50 too high. never mind the fact that your constituents have now had their handgun options neutered and will STILL have to jump through the fee/fingerprinting/training/licensing hoops to exercise their rights.

oh, and Sarah Brady gloating about being back to finish her business. and Miller saying we need gun bans to keep guns out of his grandchildren’s world DESPITE RESPECTING OUR CULTURE. and this exchange:

“Did Maryland need to ban every semiautomatic rifle? One statistic was repeated over and over: Of the state’s 398 homicides in 2011, only two involved rifles.
By mid-March, Mayer told the governor that she was worried that Vallario’s committee would gut the ban, as was happening in Congress, where gun legislation had stalled.
One night, as Judiciary Committee members wrangled over the bill, O’Malley made an unannounced visit.
The governor pointed at Vallario.
“Joe, don’t take out the AR-15,” O’Malley said, referring to the assault weapon.
A couple of nights later, at a St. Patrick’s Day party, O’Malley walked up to Vallario.
“Joe,” the governor said through a grin, “what are you doing to me?”
After more than a month with the bill, Vallario’s committee relented. There would be no compromise; there was no middle ground to be had with Republicans.”

so basically, opponents point out that rifles –and not just “assault weapons,” but rifles, period– are simply NOT USED IN CRIME and want compromise… and this will not work for O’Malley, who proceeds to bully the chairman into getting what he wants. O’Malley doesn’t make an argument for why the data’s wrong or what the bill will do; it’s WHAT HE WANTS. because, as previously noted, he’s a piece of shit. it’s also sad –not funny, but sad– because typically you see guys in this state bitching about how mean Republicans are on a federal level for not compromising. huh.

anyway, this legislation makes me sick for one reason more than any other: not that it fucks with my rights and/or hobbies (depending on how you want to put it); not that it won’t accomplish ANYTHING it purports to accomplish, because we’re still going to have scores of drug murders and street crimes; not that there’s a level of hypocrisy in our left-leaning government pushing to rightful acknowledge people’s rights to, say, gay marriage while restricting my firearm rights; but because this shit only happened because O’Malley wanted it for him, for his personal reasons, for his career and personal benefit. and that’s a fucking disgrace.

whatever, literally no one gives a shit about how mad our politics make me. it is the most impotent feeling in the world, i suppose. anyway, maybe next week we’ll be a little more positive? currently my motivation is being spent on “tracking down soon-to-be-banned assault weapons,” but i will try to focus up.

2013′s deluge of gun control part I: wherein our esteemed legislators struggle to understand the topic they’ve spent years legislating

so, okay, it’s probably inevitable that i would get around to making a update based around the concept of gun control. on the one hand, house of hate tends to be “flagrantly pro-gun” (hence all those “new gun” posts that are currently being delayed by the state of transferring regulated firearms in my grand home state), so we should probably have gotten around to this before now; on the other hand, the Irishman tells me all the time to not focus so heavily on this stuff since it’s going to give me a heart attack. i don’t think he’s joking; if there was a way for me to place a wager on my cause of death being “heart attack induced by YET ANOTHER outrageous anti-gun ad or statement,” i would do so. you’d think there would be someplace in Vegas that would help me out on this front, but no, nothing yet.

anyway, there isn’t really a lot for me to say from a substantive point: “assault weapon” bans are mindless feel-good pieces of legislation that will not reduce gun crime in the slightest; regulating magazine size is bogus if for no other reason than we’ve acknowledged why police should have larger magazines; and “universal background checks” and “anti-trafficking bills” do a lot more than what’s stated in their titles alone, and we should talk about that. whatever, we’ve covered this. and in my lovely state, we’re getting slammed with upcoming “assault weapon” bans/magazine restrictions/handgun licensing whether we like it or not. it won’t do a damn thing, but again, whatever, it FEELS GOOD to DO SOMETHING. never mind seriously addressing mental health care and/or the drug war, right, progressives? right, guns are an easier thing to attack.

but, hey, why so serious? so let’s focus on some of the behavior that has typified recent rhetoric:

US Representative Diana DeGette
this condescending pose simply ads to the delicious irony of Diana DeGette apparently having no idea what the fuck she’s talking about

Rep. Diana DeGette draws criticism for “pretty stupid” ammo-magazine comment

one of the things that drives pro-gun people crazy is when people who are actively anti-gun seem to demonstrate little to no knowledge of the guns they attack. this is how we get federal legislation that bans fictional Glock 7s from Die Hard 2; this is how we get politicians like Carolyn McCarthy wanting to ban firearms that have, among other “assault features,” barrel shrouds … and then, when asked what a barrel shroud is, saying, “I actually don’t know. I think it’s the shoulder thing that goes up.” because whatever your political stance, you want to believe that the politicians who are making legislation and claiming to be well-versed on the issue actually know SOMETHING about the issue.

which brings us to Diana DeGette.

“Democratic Rep. Diana DeGette drew national criticism Wednesday for remarks made at a public forum in which she said banning high-capacity in ammunition magazines would be effective in reducing gun violence because “the bullets will have been shot and there won’t be any more available.” For years in Congress, DeGette has been the prime sponsor on a federal ban on high-capacity magazines.”

and there we go: the sad, sad combination of a phenomenally stupid statement that makes it clear she has no idea what high-capacity magazines are and a reminder that this woman has supposedly been studying and legislating on this issue for YEARS. so she’s looked into banning high-capacity magazines for years, and yet she cannot actually describe what they are and how they work correctly? disgusting.

“But despite the congresswoman’s claim, ammunition magazines can be reloaded with more bullets and can be reused hundreds of times.”

okay, not wild about the phrasing, but yeah, they can be reused. what was that she said, again?

“”These are ammunition, they’re bullets, so the people who have those now, they’re going to shoot them, so if you ban them in the future, the number of these high-capacity magazines is going to decrease dramatically over time because the bullets will have been shot and there won’t be any more available,” she said at Tuesday’s forum, hosted by The Denver Post’s editorial board.”

wow. but okay, it’s always possible someone misspoke, right? granted, given how far she goes with this nonsense, it’s obvious she’s actually an idiot who doesn’t know anything about THE ISSUE SHE HAS WORKED ON FOR YEARS, but let’s pretend what she meant was, “if you cut off the supply of new high-capacity magazines, the existing ones will EVENTUALLY wear out and disappear.” i personally think this is a dumb theory for a handful of reasons, but let’s indulge here and pretend that is what she meant. so, how should you handle this?

…well, what you should NOT do is double-down and release a smug statement that’s once AGAIN proof you have no idea what the hell you’re talking about:

“DeGette spokeswoman Juliet Johnson on Wednesday said the senior congresswoman from Denver “misspoke” and then issued another erroneous statement about guns. “The congresswoman has been working on a high-capacity assault magazine ban for years and has been deeply involved in the issue; she simply misspoke in referring to ‘magazines’ when she should have referred to ‘clips,’ which cannot be reused because they don’t have a feeding mechanism,” Johnson said.”

which is funny because Johnson makes a big effort to talk about how deeply involved DeGette has been –presumably with the air that one should not question DeGette’s statement, for she KNOWS ABOUT THIS STUFF– and then just digs the hole deeper with another stupid statement, which leads me to believe that:

01. DeGette didn’t misspeak (again, was always clear, but what the hell, have more proof);
02. Johnson herself knows nothing about the topic either, which might be okay in the sense that she’s a spokesperson, but still, you’d think someone in this office that’s been TRYING TO BAN THESE MAGAZINES FOR YEARS would look into learning about the topic in a way that would allow people to speak about it without sounding like blithering idiots;
03. this kind of shit really IS going to give me a heart attack. why?

“Actually, clips in most guns can be reused as well.”

EXACTLY. look, i understand that there’s a point where someone who’s really into guns (say, me) would take issue with a relative novice’s lack of information. but the thing is, i wouldn’t break a novice’s balls about this… but i WILL break the balls of a woman who thinks the federal government should ban me from having something she CANNOT EVEN DESCRIBE.

“Immediately after DeGette’s Tuesday remark, the audience in The Post building chuckled and Larimer County Sheriff Justin Smith, who was also on the panel, urged people who have not shot a gun to “get to the facts. … Let’s be educated as we make this decision.”"

exactly. and further:

“The Colorado GOP called DeGette’s statements “extremely alarming” because, the group said, she is running a piece of federal legislation that she apparently doesn’t know anything about.”

EXACTLY. so Johnson AGAIN compounds this:

“Johnson called the attacks “just another example of opponents of common-sense gun-violence prevention trying to manipulate the facts to distract from the critical issue of keeping our children safe and keeping killing machines out of the hands of disturbed individuals. It’s more political gamesmanship that stands in the way of responsible solutions.”"

how droll. look, people misspeak. that’s why you say, “whoops, so and so MADE A MISTAKE” and own up to it. this is what actual adults do. because adults realize that when you call a gun a “killing machine” (which is fucking childish, but whatever), if you’re providing evidence elsewhere that you have no idea what the fuck you’re talking about, then they might realize they shouldn’t trust you when you talk about that gun. or about anything else, and all because a congresswoman (and her spokesperson) are both too stupid to actually know a topic they purport to know well AND too fucking smug to just admit their error.

and fundamentally, this kind of behavior seems to inform EVERY similar issue.

Vice President Joe Biden
“Joe Biden” is an ancient Indian word meaning “holy shit, who thought letting this guy talk was a good idea”

Carolyn McCarthy can’t describe barrel shrouds and says “traditional rifles” are better for women’s self-defense than AR-15s, despite the fact the latter is based on nothing more than her desire to bash AR-15s? another politician who presumably has studied the issue and yet cannot fathom admitting either her errors or even facts that disagree with her. Andrew Cuomo acknowledges that he didn’t really know what was in the anti-gun legislation that he signed and touted as great before the backlash hit? yet another politician who cannot admit the errors in his prior statements. and Joe Biden’s numerous … statements are probably recognized as a hot mess by EVERYONE without any need for elaborating further on them.

look, this kind of bullshit isn’t specific to guns and it isn’t specific to Democrats, and we should be clear about that. but you know how people get riled up when some yokel Republican talks about “legitimate rape” and we get to the part of the debate where someone points out a logical error in a man who cannot even accurate talk about what he’s trying to regulate making laws that regulate it? yeah…

anyway, that’ll do for now. we’ll see if i have any energy left for this next week.

Mark Sanchez + JaMarcus Russell = the best buddy cop comedy ever? nah, just some football-based sadness

after last week’s Irishman-provided tale and this week’s close-out, it might seem like i have abdicated a lot of the work for this “website” to my Irish colleague, but unfortunately, that is not the case … and thus we have another week of the same old, same old bullshit from your hero. here we go!

Heather Hayes, Eric Zuber
who would have thought this loving portrait would conceal a future of testicle twisting and attempted female-on-male rape

Heather Hayes arrested after allegedly attacking boyfriend Eric Zuber for choosing Xbox over sex

“Heather Hayes is missing two big things in her life: Sex and pants. But she has something no one else can take from her: An arrest record.”

very witty! or not. but still, look, i understand the basic concept for men is that sex overrules Xbox, or, to extend it, overrules everything else beyond Xbox, but i am not convinced this is actually true. even leaving aside the fact that i am a prude and everything, what if the comparison isn’t just straight-up “sex versus Xbox,” but rather, really BAD sex with a really GROSS woman versus an awesome session of gaming on an Xbox? i think we see why one could choose the way this “Eric Zuber” did, especially considering, well, the rest of this article.

slight tangent: i always, ALWAYS find the way “Xbox” is written to be annoying, as well as the fact that my computer actually acknowledges that “Xbox” is a correctly-spelled word. i’m not saying i have a better way to spell it (well, okay, maybe “X-Box”), i’m just saying that it secretly drives me nuts.

“Police in Lansford, Pa., arrested Hayes at a convenience store on Feb. 26 for allegedly attacking her boyfriend, Eric Zuber, who had spent the previous two days playing Xbox with his friends rather than having sex with her, according to msnNOW.”

however, i am now confused as to who to root for in this sordid mess, because his decision was to spend TWO DAYS playing Xbox with his friends? i am going to need to know what kind of work schedule this gentleman has before i am willing to continue to give him a pass. then again, i’m not saying i have never taken leave to nerd it up with a video game, so…

“Zuber confirmed to investigators that he turned down her request. At that point, he claimed she started slapping and punching him on his head and back, and also bit him on his left forearm. Then she grabbed his testicles and twisted, according to Inquistr.com.”

let me tell you something: if the lady in question is punching you, biting you AND trying to twist off your testicles? yeah, it might be fair to replace “request” with “raging, crazy demand from a sex-crazy woman.” i don’t think it’s an indication that you SHOULD have had sex with her, just that i would not call it a request.

“Zuber managed to escape and run to a convenience store to call 911. Hayes followed, but in the heat of the moment, forgot her pants. When asked how that detail got skipped, Hayes told the arresting officer that she had been anticipating sex and didn’t want to waste valuable time going upstairs to get pants before following Zuber to the convenience store, according to TNOnline.com”

well, frankly, that seems kind of bogus. he’s been putting you off for days, but you were expecting sex RIGHT THEN? also, let me say this: time spend getting pants that would cover your shame should you choose to rush out of the house in an effort to physically force your boyfriend to have sex with you is NEVER a waste of valuable time.

“Hayes was charged with indecent exposure, simple assault, open lewdness, and harassment.”

a solid list. but you know, in light of what we’ve just heard, where Hayes was physically attacking her boyfriend and trying to coerce him into sex… shouldn’t she have been charged with attempted rape?

“She’s not the only woman who’s gotten bothered when a man wouldn’t notice she was hot and bothered. Last month, a woman in Warwick, Australia, was arrested for attacking her boyfriend for masturbating. In April 2012, there were two major cases of horny women scorned: South Florida’s Stacey Ortiz was arrested after allegedly attacking her boyfriend who refused her sexual advances. That same month, a man in Munich told police he fled from an apartment after a woman demanded too much intercourse with him.”

so, essentially, we close the article out with a declaration of “bitches be crazy” since, you know, there’s no information on those stories unless you follow all the links and, well, who wants to do that? although the one about the Australian woman attacking her boyfriend “for masturbating” seems like it might have been justified. it seems a little rude, to be honest.

now, speaking of shameful, shameful people…

Mark
not pictured: JaMarcus “Bad At Football” Russell

former NFL quarterback Jeff Garcia is tutoring Mark Sanchez, JaMarcus Russell

this is one of those stories where i’m not sure if everyone will find it as outrageous as myself and the Irishman, but then again, we have respectively suffered through the sadness of the experiments to start Russell and Sanchez at quarterback in the NFL. i think it’s fair to say that, in both of those cases, mistakes have been made.

“As New York Jets quarterback Mark Sanchez gets set to play in the West Coast offense under new offensive coordinator Marty Mornhinweg, the 2009 first-round pick out of USC is being tutored by former NFL quarterback Jeff Garcia, reports Jim Corbett of the USA Today.”

now –and i am not saying this simply because it’s my understanding that my precious Raiders were once spurned by Jeff Garcia– while it is good to see that Sanchez is concerned about improving his game, is Jeff Garcia really the man to direct this improvement? granted, sometimes a guy who hasn’t played at the highest level can coach someone up to the highest level, but still, we’re talking about Jeff Garcia. i am a little reticent to assume this is the best of all possible matches. let me note that the next paragraph then goes on to talk about Garcia’s career at length while mysteriously lacking any mention of notable success he’s had. SO IT GOES.

“Sanchez will be working with a third offensive coordinator in as many seasons (Brian Schottenheimer from 2009-11, Tony Sparano in 2012). With the new collective bargaining agreement scaling back the amount of time players and coaches and can work in the offseason, working with Garcia now can help prepare Sanchez for the OTAs and mini-camps as he enters his fifth, and perhaps most critical, season in the NFL.”

which is weird, because while i guess it’s cool that Sanchez is CHOOSING to do this work in the offseason, as opposed to being FORCED to work out at the whims of your team, i still cannot help but wonder if minimizing mandatory offseason workouts wasn’t, you know, based around health-related reasons. anyway, it all sounds good, but this is still yet another coordinator-type person, even if he’s trying to prep Sanchez, right?

“Garcia was in the NFL as recently as 2011, but is now a partner of Test Football Academy and is the “offensive coordinator” at their San Diego location. (Former NFL quarterback Chad Pennington is the “offensive coordinator” in their Florida location.)”

seriously, though, Jet fans, how much more awesome would it be if Chad Pennington was the one instructing Sanchez? because i think we can all agree that he, at least, played as hard as he could for the Jets, despite his incredibly fragile body.

“Another one of the pupils working with Garcia is 2007 first overall pick JaMarcus Russell, whose struggles on and off the field saw him washed out of the league by 2010. Russell, who turns 28 in August, is attempting an NFL comeback this offseason.”

ah, JaMarcus Russell: a top-10 colossal failure whose jersey i own for some reason. i guess it was a good deal? because it’s not like the man ever did something awesome that made me say, “hey, i ought to commemorate the success of the Oakland Raiders thanks to JaMarcus Russell that i just witnessed with the purchase of a jersey that celebrates the man’s work!” i DID see him eat Skittles, though, so it’s likely that is what i would have bought if i was trying to commemorate the man’s work.

“”The plan right now is to continue to prepare him for another month and put together a pro day where teams can come and see JaMarcus,” Garcia said. “Granted his back is against the wall. This is a situation where if he doesn’t do it now, it may never happen. But if you look at where he was two months ago to where he is today, he’s come a long way in demanding more out of himself than he ever did.”"

sadly, this is all 100% accurate: i’m not even mocking JaMarcus, just stating a fact.

ah, there’s nothing like a genital-kicking spree to start off spring

to be up front about it, 50% of this week’s “making fun of the news” update comes from the iPhone of the Irishman, and for this assistance, i am most grateful, if for no other reason than “saves me the trouble of trying to make this weekly thing happen many weeks after the fact.” now, if i could only get him to provide 100% of the material… and to do all the work… anyway, anyway, there’s an update or something going on, maybe we should get on with it?

some old guy, who probably has sore knees
found this searching for “why do my knees hurt”; seems like someone who can understand this query

Why Do My Knees Hurt?

“”Bend the knee,” a triumphant Queen Cersei tells Eddard Stark after outfoxing the nettlesome Northerner in “Game of Thrones.” When the noble Lord Stark declines, at great risk to his health, it is usually chalked up to an excess of probity. But what if he doesn’t bend the knee because he can’t bend the knee? The guy is no spring chicken. Maybe, faced with the choice of forcing his achy knee to bend one more time or losing his head swiftly and cleanly, he figures, “Enough already.”"

first off, what them hell kind of opening is this? granted, i should perhaps cut people a little slack for thrashing their way awkwardly through the process of opening their articles, because lord knows i struggle with them, but generally i don’t just start talking about the television program i recently watched and then pretend it relates to the topic somehow. second… this is not a recently development on Game of Thrones. so could we at LEAST focus on where the show is currently if we’re going to talk about it for no reason?

“Some of us baby boomers would understand. As people age, it is often the knee that puts them on notice that their body is not always going to cooperate with whatever they have in mind. It may be stiffness. It may be weakness. It may be pain. But whether you’re just getting out of bed or walking onto the court, you know something has changed.”

BREAKING NEWS: when you get older, your body gets weaker with age! i am so glad the New York Times could step up to the plate and deliver me these shocking truths. so basically, we’re going to get another Richard Cohen “why don’t the young girls want to sex up my ancient body” article, aren’t we?

“To a generation used to coming into the office on Mondays and swapping war stories about youthful-sounding injuries like shin splints and rotator cuff tears, the diagnosis may be unwelcome: arthritis. Osteoarthritis, to be exact, which is the most common form of arthritis in the knee. The condition occurs as the cartilage that coats the bones at the joints and eases their passage, known as articular cartilage, wears away with use. Part of the problem is that with age, the chemistry of the cartilage changes so that it retains less water, making it more susceptible to stress, doctors say. Being overweight can make it worse.”

i mean, don’t get me wrong, it’s very damaging to your self-image to suddenly suffer from the injuries that afflicted your parents while you were still young and vital… but that is the way it works! and further, i ultimately suspect that if we did not have so much wrapped up in our self-image, we wouldn’t feel so badly about things like “getting old.” once again, baby boomers, this is all your fault for the heavy drumbeat of “self-esteem is the most important thing” that you’ve been foisting on my generation for years now.

“It is not terribly surprising that when orthopedists open their doors, they see more and more baby boomers in their waiting rooms. After all, there are so many of them. But there is evidence that boomers may be seeking knee treatment in disproportionate numbers.”

i mean, okay, on some level it is because there are so many of them, but it is ALSO because they’re starting to reach old age in larger and larger numbers. i mean, are we going to run with a series of reasons that are basically claiming, “well, we’re not OLD, we just have other problems?”

“Some have suggested that this may be because members of the first generation to grow up exercising have put a lot of wear and tear on their bodies. But that is not clear.”

because, you know, the generation that came up through the Great Depression and/or WORLD WAR II didn’t have any reason to have a lot of wear and tear on their bodies. or the generations that lived further and further in the past when life was, theoretically, not as relaxed and cushy as it has been for the baby boomers. at this point, i would like to suggest that when the author uses the phrase “not clear,” they mean “completely bullshit.”

“If trends continue, many boomers will, in fact, have the surgery. But some doctors caution that it does not help everyone. And since the replacement knees have a limited lifespan, it is not clear how someone who has the surgery in his mid-40s will do later in life.”

frankly, i think when we start talking about “mid-40s,” we’re overlooking the fact that the vast majority of baby boomers are well beyond that age. but again, here’s the thing: don’t you expect your knees to be a little more sore in your mid-40s than they were when you were young? because in your mid-40s, you’re not young anymore. seems to me like demanding replacement knees RIGHT NOW because you’ve suffered a drop in performance is a bit much.

“So doctors encourage patients with knee problems to try other approaches first. The orthopedics academy offers a number of recommendations. These include weight loss, exercises to increase range of motion and flexibility and devices that offer support to the knee. Dietary supplements like glucosamine and chondroitin may relieve pain for some, it says, though there is no proof that the supplements actually slow degeneration.”

look, let me tell you something: if you’re older and you’re bitching about your knees and you haven’t yet considered WEIGHT LOSS, i don’t know what else to say, other than “anyone who demands replacement knees without considering the loss of some extra pounds probably needs less knee surgery and more euthanasia.” i admit this is not the most charitable response, but still, it is what it is.

“Doctors also advise patients to switch to exercises easier on the knee, like swimming and running on treadmills instead of on pavement. But they, too, can take a toll. So Dr. Azar often has to use a word that boomers don’t like to hear: moderation.”

or just go smoke some marijuana, boomers, and let the pain from your knees drift away. ugh. look, i am sorry that you’re all old; i myself am only getting older and more decrepit, so i understand how FRUSTRATING that is. but it is what it is. come to terms with it. it should not be a mystery why your knees hurt more when you get older.

some old guy, who probably has sore knees
found this searching for “why do my knees hurt”; seems like someone who can understand this query

Florida woman arrested after genital kicking spree

wait, this is once again a crazy story from Florida? THANK YOU, DEITY OR DEITIES, FOR FLORIDA, THE COMEDY GIFT THAT KEEPS ON GIVING.

“When the Manatee County Sheriff’s office got the call that a woman was standing on a street in broad daylight kicking strangers in the genitals, reports the Miami Herald, they sent an undoubtedly unlucky deputy to investigate.”

first off, whatever the reason she’s kicking these people in the genitals, it’s MUCH better when it’s not explained at all. it’s an unexplained crotch-destroying mystery! also, this declaration of how “undoubtedly unlucky” this deputy supposedly is –because i have to assume a deputy in Florida doesn’t have just one difficult call to respond to in his whole career– makes me believe that his genitals were punted into the stratosphere. i am sure that i will only be disappointed when the truth comes out…

“When the deputy found a woman who matched the description of wearing red pants and braids, he called for her to come towards him. Instead the woman, now identified as Katina Jane Collins, ran for it. As the deputy gave chase, Collins allegedly stopped in her tracks and punched the officer in the face, knocking his sunglasses off. The deputy was able to get Collins on the ground and in handcuffs, despite her alleged attempts to scratch the deputy while he handcuffed her, the report said.”

that’s a pretty solid move: bait the deputy into a chase and then use his momentum to punch him in the face? well-played. that said, all that happened to him was a face-punching and some attempted scratching? this is already disappointing, Florida!

“What led Collins to be standing in the “street kicking people in genitals and running around kicking a man,” according to an arrest affidavit from the Manatee County Sheriff’s Office, is unclear. Collins, a 38-year-old resident of Sarasota, Florida, was fresh off of another charge for battery of a police officer. It’s unclear if the incidents are related.”

it’s unclear? well, where are the detectives in Florida and what are they doing to investigate this? what’s taking precedence, boring old murders? because i know that Dexter stuff is not real and is thus unlikely to be eating up their time. that said, despite the damage it would mean to people’s genitals, i really, really hope her other incident of battering a police officer was caused by the exact same events.

also, i have to say, this woman appears to have a few more miles on her than 38. life in the madhouse of Florida must be rough.

“According to the Florida Sun-Sentinel, Collins has been charged with battery of an officer and is being held at the Manatee County jail on a $1,500 bond. There is no word on the number of individuals who fell victim to genital kicking spree before police intervened.”

again with things being unclear! you’d think, though, that with a deputy responding to this crime, there would be at least one or two people who would have been around to note, “yeah, she kicked ME in the genitals, and at least a couple of other guys as well!” then again, it’s Florida, so maybe this kind of thing happens all the time and it’s no big deal?

okay, i think that’ll do it. until next time (or whenever the Irishman gives us new material).

making a horseman baby: never a really good idea under any circumstance

once again, we return to the well of “news articles regarding people making very poor life decisions for whatever reason(s)”; only time will tell if this gambit will be as successful as it always is. alone, since “as it always is” is sort of more about filling space than accomplishing some great feat(s) of comedy, i think we’ll be okay.

Andrew Mendoza
unfortunately, there were not a lot of great photos out there of this horse rapist; no one is entirely sure as to why that is

A Suspect Should Never Waive His Rights And Tell The Cops, “I Was Trying To Make The Horse Have A Baby.”

part of the problem with this title is that it gives away the absolute best part of this tale, but on the other hand, given the events in question, i suppose there isn’t much you can do to dance around them.

“When it comes to post-arrest statements, the admissions made by a Texas man busted for having sex with a horse are a good reminder why suspects should take advantage of their right to remain silent.”

a fair point… but if we’re going to ask suspects to make good life decisions, we should really probably start by reminding them to not fuck other people’s horses. if you can accomplish that, there might be no need for them to remember to remain silent. i mean, as long as we’re talking about wishes that are unlikely to come true and all.

“In a statement given to a sergeant with the Wharton County Sheriff’s Office, Andrew Mendoza, 29, waived his assorted rights and told of a late night encounter with a brown horse. Mendoza, who had been waiting to hear from his girlfriend, noted that, “I told myself that if she didn’t call me I was going to go next door and mess with the neighbor’s horse.”

now, in fairness to Mendoza’s girlfriend, you have to assume there’s no way she’d expect that to have been a factual statement, right? i mean, if your boyfriend tells you that if you don’t call him, he’ll go fuck a horse, it’s just outrageous talk meant to provoke a reaction, right? right? then again, if you’re dating the kind of guy who DOES follow through on horse-fucking threats, you yourself cannot be much of a winner, i guess.

“Which is what occurred, Mendoza, seen at right, told Sergeant Raymond Jansky. “I was trying to make the horse have a baby,” Mendoza explained. “I was thinking it would have a horseman baby.” He added, “I ain’t going to lie, I blew a nut in the horse. I then got off the bucket and put my clothes back on and left. I promise that I have not been back over to the horse since that time.”"

frankly… i wish he would have lied. but really, i’m not sure if the biggest problem is his desire to fuck horses (possibly for revenge, possibly to make a horseman baby), his inability to understand how reproduction works (both in terms of gestation periods AND the inability to reproduce with a horse, to say nothing of confirming it was actually a female horse), or whatever drug problem he has that made any aspect of this horse fucking seem like a good idea at the time. actually, that’s not true. i know full well that his desire to fuck horse is the biggest problem.

“The horse lover, whose rap sheet included a wide variety of felony and misdemeanor collars, later pleaded guilty to public lewdness and criminal trespass and was sentenced to four months in jail.”

…which seems like a very light sentence for sexual assault, but then i remember that horses are terrible, and no one should feel badly about things that happen to them.

“Mendoza’s criminal career subsequently ended when he hanged himself in a county jail, where he was being held on indecency with a child and trespassing charges.”

and well, that’s one hell of a way to end this tale. considering the late addition of “indecency with a child” to the mix, i cannot say that i actually feel that bad for the man. it is what it is. but, let’s not get too down about it: it’s still funny that he got arrested for fucking a horse. that will always be kind of funny.

and now, let me go WAY back in time for this one…

Charles the Monarch
i mean, i GUESS it looks like a lion? from a distance? if you close your eyes and imagine a lion?

panicked onlookers dial 911 after mistaking dog for ‘baby lion’

…because i really, really wanted to use this article to highlight just how incredibly disappointing i find all Americans to be at the time i read it, but then i totally forgot about it for months. but we won’t let that stop us!

“A coiffed pooch mistaken for a lion’s cub is causing quite an uproar in Virginia. Charles the dog was frolicking down the streets in Norfolk, minding his own business, when panicked passers-by started calling 911.”

i mean, okay, i guess if you really think you’re seeing a lion cub on the loose, you call the police. i’m not sure who else there is to call to get someone to address the situation. but do you not put any critical thinking into the situation to deduce if it actually IS a lion cub? or just go right into freaking out mode? because it seems like we’re about to fully embrace the latter:

“With a dyed tail and a fluffy coat groomed to resemble a lion’s mane, the pup’s appearance was a little unusual. “I’d like to report a lion sighting,” a man said in the 911 call. “Say that again?” a dispatcher responded.”

have these people never seen a dog OR a lion before? because they don’t look that similar. that said, even if you can make that mistake legitimately, do you look around to see what’s going on? shouldn’t people be freaking out or reacting in SOME notable fashion if there’s a lion cub on the loose? or, conversely, if it’s a dog, would you note expect to notice an owner? then again, maybe everyone else IS freaking out:

“A few minutes later, another call came in. “I just saw an animal that looked like a small lion,” a man said. “Had the mane and everything … I don’t know if it got away from the zoo, or what.” And the flurry continued, including a resident who told the dispatcher that the “baby lion” is the size of a Labrador retriever.”

of course, the fact that this animal was the size (and shape) of a dog did not give anyone a hint. but at least we have to be fair and acknowledge that freaking out about this supposed “lion cub” wasn’t limited to one person.

“As soon as the calls trickled in, the Norfolk Police Department contacted the local zoo to ensure its two lions were caged and accounted for. “We all looked at each other like, ‘Could it be?’” Greg Bockheim, the Virginia Zoo executive director, told CNN affiliate WAVY. Zoo workers scuttled to the lions’ cages, he said, but the big cats were fast asleep.”

and frankly, i cannot imagine how the zoo took this: you have no evidence that a lion cub has escaped, but the police are calling you to report one anyone? if it’s me, i think i’m hanging up the phone on the caller right away. “oh, yeah, sure, officer, a lion cub might have escaped from my zoo? FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE! (hangs up phone dramatically) not again!” but then, this might be a part of why i don’t work for a zoo.

“Police moved on to more pressing matters when they realized this wasn’t a runaway baby Simba from “The Lion King.” Nor was it on the lam from the zoo. It was a Labrador-poodle mix — full name Charles the Monarch — strolling down the streets after a recent visit to the groomers. His owner, Daniel Painter, told the affiliate that the dog’s shave represents the lion mascot at the Old Dominion University.”

ah, so it’s just someone we should arrest for animal abuse. case closed! that said, i WILL give the guy credit for this: instead of being the kind of crazy person who goes out and buys a lion (which never ends well), he just got his pet’s hair clipped to replicate it. so that’s progress, i suppose. although we still have the same problem of people in Virginia (which i thought was a fairly masculine state) losing their minds. eh, what can you do?