It Ain't in the

It Ain't in the Warehouse!

At the end of my Tuesday post, I expressed concern that as a result of my office move, my desk might go to the warehouse. Yesterday, I was sick and didn't go to work. I did post yesterday, but I took the lazy way out. I looked for someone to fisk. Fisks are easy. Cut. Paste. Comment. Cut. Paste. Comment. Yesterday Tom Friedman was the lucky recipient of my fisking. Turns out he's as easy as Molly Ivins. Cut. Paste. Comment.

I felt better today so I went into work. I hobbled down into the dungeon to my new office. I work in a 4 story building that is cut into the side of a hill. The main entrance is on the second floor. The first floor is underground on one side. My office is on the side that is open so I have a window. I still call the first floor the dungeon. I got to my new office and my desk, chair, bookshelf, three boxes of books, and PC were all there! I was amazed. Also, my team lead, who is my new officemate, was there, and he was able to move the desk out enough to plug in my power strip and my token ring cable. I was up and operational by 9:00 AM.

I was going through my mail when my manager poked his head in my office. Quick! Flashback to a Dilbert cartoon. Dilbert gets back from a business trip and settles in his cubicle and says, 'Ah, being back in my cubicle is like being back in the security of the womb'. Just then, the boss pokes his head in and says, 'Just thought I'd poke my head in and see how you're doing.' Return to the present.

My boss pokes his head in and says

You've moved.

Don't say it. Don't say it. Running through my mind, 'I can see you got to be a manager because of your superior observational skills.' Instead, I say

Yep. I've moved

Any problems?

Don't say it. Don't say it. Running through my mind, 'Yeah, I'm on the same floor as you. I can't goof off as much anymore.' Instead

Nope. Everything's just fine and dandy.

Maybe he'll go away. It works. He does.

The rest of the morning is taken up by people walking past my office (unlike my old one, this office is on a highly traveled corridor) stopping, looking in, and saying

What are you doing here?

I've moved.

You've moved?

Yep.

So, you work down here now?

Yep.

It was a really productive morning. Somehow, I got through all my mail and was actually able to do some surfing. Gotta know what's goin' on in the blogosphere.

I see the Palestinians just have to continue showing the rest of the world that they are nothing but uncivilized, barbarous animals. And these people deserve a state? Give 'em a state and they will be at war with Israel within six months. Maybe if it were an official war Israel could wipe them off the face of the earth.

Now four Americans have been killed and Bush is furious (at least according to National Proletariat Radio), but he is still talking about peace and a state. If you haven't been over to LGF to see pictures of how the Palestinians feel about killing civilians, go there now. Remember, these are the same people who celebrated after 9/11. Even Jesse Jackson backed out of a meeting with Hamas! But this isn't the first time Palestinians have killed Americans. Anyone remember Leon Klinghoffer? An old man in a wheelchair that Palestinian terrorists pushed off a cruise ship. Those big brave Palestinians.

Now I have a few things we can do to the Palestinians.

1. Make Jesse Jackson stay in the West Bank. He can write rhymes for Yasser Arafat. 'If de Jews stay, we blow dem away.'
2. If they continue to blow people up, we'll ship 'em Al Sharpton.
3. Fit Yasser Arafat with a bomb belt that he cannot get off. The trigger will be a handheld device that he has to continually squeeze. If he relaxes the grip he blows up. Before he becomes a martyr I bet he'd piss and crap in his pants. I'd pay money to see that.
4. Send Bill Clinton to Israel. He has volunteered to protect them from Iraq. Can't you just see Bubba with a rifle? I bet he could drop it and run better than a Frenchman.
5. Some good old ethnic cleansing. I'm sorry to say this, but the Palestinians are wild animals and with wild animals you have to isolate 'em, cage 'em, or kill 'em.

I realize that last option is drastic, but Yasser Arafat and his thugs have done to the Palestinians what Hitler did to the Germans and Tojo did to the Japanese. In a post a few months back, Stephen Den Beste, opined that the Palestinians had to be totally defeated like Germany and Japan in World War II. Until then, there can be no talk about any Palestinian statehood. Move 'em all to Gaza and build a big old wall around it. I hope Bush tells King Abdullah of Jordan that there will be no Palestinian state in three years or in twenty years or in one hundred years until the Palestinians start acting like human beings and not like rabid crazed animals.

But these are acts of desperation.

No, an act of desperation for the Palestinians would be renouncing violence, recognizing Israel as a sovereign state, and negotiating in good faith like a normal civilized people. Yasser Arafat walked away from the best deal the Palestinians will ever get. Why? Because his vision of a Palestinian state is from the 'River to the Sea'. He will be satisfied with nothing less and he doesn't care how many Jews or Palestinians die to fulfill his dream.

I see there is a poll over at LGF as to whether we should go in and wipe out Hamas. Sharon is capable of that. We need to concentrate on Iraq.

And let's do it before the November elections.

Hey L'il Dickie Gephardt! Hey L'il Tommy Daschle! Have we got an October surprise for you!

Let's roll!

Posted by denny at August 1, 2002 09:04 PM