My site hits have gone up a bit the past week and the reason is that search engines have been turning up this site for Miller Lite Cat Fight. I assume they may be looking for the link to Kitana Baker's web site. Once again, here it is. It looks like her site has been getting a lot of traffic.
Now lets see, if Miller Lite Cat Fight ups the counter, I wonder what Big Breasted Love Goddesses would do? Or maybe Hot Lesbian Babes? Or Anna Kournikova Nude?
Hey bucko! If you came to this site looking for Anna Kournikova, you've been had.
Does anyone know who Neal Boortz is? He is a libertarian talk radio host here in Atlanta. He has a website and last week he posted part of a piece done by P.J. O'Rourke about foreigners. He would not post the link, but one of my faithful readers, Ralph Gizzup, sent it to me. Without further ado, here is P. J. O'Rourke's Foreigners Around the World. This is not politically correct! You have been warned.
Ok, now on to tonight's topic. Tonight, I would like to talk about friendship. Friendship to me is one of the highest human virtues. I don't have a lot of friends, but the ones I do have are good friends. I believe in quality over quantity.
Normally friends have a lot in common, but that is not always true. I once had a friend who was a socialist. And, I almost married a Dimocrat, although I did get her to vote for Gerald Ford over Jimmy Carter in the 1976 election. She was of Irish descent and idolized the Kennedy family. She's still my friend in spite of that.
I have a friend named Wahoo who is a good ol' boy from South Carolina. When he gets pissed off at me he calls me a 'goddam yuppie bastard!' But Wahoo and his significant other, Jeanella, would do anything for me and I would do anything for them.
The same is true of my friends Michael and Cindy, whom Wahoo also calls 'yuppie bastards!' That's what happens when you move to Beautiful Dunwoody, Georgia. You become 'yuppie bastards!' Although, I became a 'yuppie bastard!' before I moved to Beautiful Dunwoody. I bought a BMW when I lived in Acworth and that sent me down the road to becoming a 'yuppie bastard!'
So where am I heading with all this? There are times when you realize who your real friends are. For example, when I broke my back, I found out I had more friends than I thought. That helped me through a bad time. A friend is there with you all the way.
Last week Rachel Lucas wrote a piece about gays and, oh boy, did she ever piss off the homophobes and holy rollers, especially since she used the Bible to make some of her points.
I, myself, don't like to use the Bible in any argument for many reasons. One, I'm an atheist, and I look on the Bible as literature. Two, if you find sumpin' in the Bible that proves one point, you can often find sumpin' else in the Bible to refute that point. The same is true of the Koran.
If you think I'm a heathen bastard, feel free to never grace my site again. I won't miss you at all.
Anyway, Rachel found out that there were some people who just loved her when she was bashing Dimocrats but as soon as she said that there was nothing wrong with being gay, all of a sudden she was the anti-Christ. These are the times when you find out who your real friends are. And Rachel, I'm sure you know that I'm one of them.
I did a blog last year about one of our mandatory diversity meetings at TCIDNN (No link because I need to clean it up. Will repost it later in the year.) The meeting was run by one of the members of my group who started the meeting by stating that he was gay. For most of us this was a who give's a shit moment. We had suspected he was gay, but didn't understand why he was making a big deal of it. We didn't care! He was a valued co-worker who was a superior performer, and what he did in his private life was none of our business.
And another thing, what we do in our bedrooms is none of the gummint's business. It's none of the holy rollers' business. It's none of the homophobes' business. Anyway, I have a gay couple who live in my subdivision and their landscaping is beautiful. (Ooops! I need to go back to diversity training and get reprogrammed. I'm stereotyping.)
So Rachel, over the past weekend, now pretty much knows who her real friends in the blogosphere are.
We, as a country, are now seeing who our real friends are. We know for sure that France and Germany are not among 'em. We also know that we don't have many friends in the United Nations or the European Union. Well who are our firends? England is a friend. Australia is our friend. Israel is our friend. Canada? Ya gotta realize that there are Canucks and French Canucks. I had a friend from Toronto and he did not think very highly of the French Canadians. So Canada is split. I think, by and large, the Canucks are on our side. The French Canucks? Fuck 'em! I don't know about New Zealand, but I bet they're on our side also.
There are many people in this country who do not realize that war was declared on 9/11. There are many people in the world who do not realize that war was declared on 9/11. If the Germans and French think that they are not a part of this war because they were not attacked on 9/11, or if they think because they do not support cleaning up the Middle East, they are immune, they have another thought coming. France, especially, with its high Muslim population will soon reach critical mass and sumpin' will have to give.
And you know what will happen when the shit hits the fan and France and Germany and the other pissant European countries realize there is a war on between the West and radical Islam? They'll scream for their friend, the United States, to help them. And, since we believe in friendship, we will.
And that is just one of the many things that makes this country great.
Posted by denny at January 27, 2003 08:37 PM