Daily Archives: May 28, 2011

These nutcases will never give up destroying American traditions

So the greenies in California (where they belong) have succeeded in requiring 4th of July fireworks displays to obtain an environmental impact study before they can MAYBE get a permit to shoot them off.

In the words of the great Green legal guru who has been litigating this case:

“There are a whole host of impacts that we know occur from fireworks shows, from marine mammals to marine birds to water quality to traffic to noise to the air,” [Marco] Gonzalez said. “We want it studied and we want it mitigated.” [translation: we want to spend more of your money in really stupid ways.]

Gonzalez is the attorney for this green group and he’s ecstatic over this ruling.  Poor guy and his clients have been suffering from abuse and teasing over what many (normal thinking Americans and a small number of sane Californians) perceived as a stupid and frivolous lawsuit.

“If you were to sum it up with one word, I would say ‘vindication.’ It’s vindication for the environment … and it’s vindication for my client because of the amount of disparaging comments and general negativity that was thrown our way when we were told that our lawsuit was frivolous,” Gonzalez said.

Earlier this month, his lawsuit had spurred regional pollution regulators to adopt a new permit for fireworks shot over beaches and bays. The mandate, based on the Clean Water Act, was a national first.

When do we say enough? What does it take for Americans to reach their saturation point of government bureaucrats lording over us in such insanely stupid ways?

This is the stuff that discourages and infuriates me. And it’s this kind of stupidity what will cause California to implode on itself — not soon enough.

 


Working out of the funk

Arabian Nights: King of the Black Isles by Maxfield Parrish

I’ve had a week or 2 of “just too much.” Too much information and too many events that are too depressing, too frustrating, too sad that I just had to walk away from it all for a while. There are some things I can’t walk away from, in my personal life. But there are things in the news that make me want to cry or scream at the stupidity and callousness of people.

I hate neglecting my blog and I really hate neglecting the blogs of my fellow bloggers, although I know they understand all too well how we all get overloaded on occasion.

Everyone feels information overload now and then, especially in these days of instant news.

One thing that’s really getting under my skin is all this polling nonsense. I don’t want to see anymore polls about hypotheticals.  I don’t want to see anymore of those “if this person were running” what the outcome would be stats. If they’re not officially in the race, I don’t care. Let them do their own internal polling to decide if they should be in or not. In fact, it’s all too early to judge and we all have our own personal favorites. Intentional or not, this kind of polling news shapes the mood of the country.

I’m tired of the distortions and double standards in the news, primarily from the left. When will someone ask a democrat politician if he disavows Ed Schultz’ slut rant about Laura Ingraham? They ask the same stupid questions of republicans over anything that Rush Limbaugh says, although the worst I’ve ever heard Rush call a liberal woman is a FemiNazi. Why anyone should be expected to condemn the opinions of another is beyond me, but they do it all the time to republicans and conservatives. Why not ask a democat/liberal that same question?

What we see happening in the south with the flooded farmland and the tornado destruction is so heartbreaking. I don’t see the feds or the president in there doing a whole lot to help those people. Just a lot of lip service from TheOne. Most of those people, though would prefer that the feds stay out of their problems. They’d rather take care of themselves and their own. That’s the mentality of Americans in fly-over country. They are the originators of “YES WE CAN do it ourselves and better, thank you very much!”  And they do and will.

/rant over.

You know, I’d rather write about Maxfield Parrish. He’s one of my favorite artists/illustrators. My daughter was born on his 110th birthday.