California Needs A Spanking

California needs a spanking. The state needs it for lots of reasons, of course, chief among them Barbara Boxer, Dianne Feinstein, and the fact that we let Hollywood and all of its plastic, botoxed demi-gods keep on churning out moronic movies.

However, the latest reason is Assemblywoman Sally Leiber of San Jose. Leiber, a Democrat, has introduced a bill that will outlaw spanking. AB 755. Of course, she doesn't have any children. Corporal punishment, whether you like it or not, gets the job done and keeps kids in line. It has worked well for millions of families over the ages without any great complaint or subsequent neuroses.

Granted, anything in life can be abused and misused. But just because something is misused doesn't mean it should be outlawed. If you followed that logic, we'd be banning butter right and left, as well as practically everything else around here. Cheese would definitely get banned. A lot of people abuse and misuse cheese, if you know what I mean.

Here's my ad hominem attack for the day: Sally Leiber, judging from her photos, should concentrate on banning butter rather than spanking. That would probably have an immediate and positive effect on her.

Costco and the Polish

No, this is not a racist post. I have nothing against the Polish people. Costco, as far as I know, has nothing against the Polish people as well. They fought the Nazis and the Soviets, and that's good enough in my book (as an aside to my previous Peace Activist post - what would these peace activists have done when the Soviet tanks were rolling into town? - "oh pardon me, Mr. Kommisar, we're for peace!" He would've probably raised one thick eyebrow and then packed the lot of 'em off to Siberia).

Rather, Costco should be applauded, praised, lauded and celebrated for the great deal they have on the Polish & Drink at their outside food counter. $1.50 for a 1/4 pound Polish and a Drink. Ah, heaven on earth.

Peace Activists and Godzilla

Every once in a while, some peace activists scuttle out of whatever broken down '73 VW bus they live in and deposit themselves, like unwanted minerals on your toilet porcelain, at one of the main intersections in my town.
They were out in force today, mainly due to the nice weather, I suppose. They had signs with sayings like: "Honk For Peace" or "Down With Bush" or just the peace symbol.
One of the mildly interesting things about these folks is that they all look like scraggly leftovers from the 60s.
Anyway, it is at times like these that I have a tough time holding onto my christianity. Driving past them, the thought struck me that it might be nice to be able to control wild animals or at least insects with my mind. That way, I could send a swarm of mosquitos onto the peace activists and see how long they stay peaceful.
Or, maybe it would be productive to get my own sign and stand among 'em. My sign would say something like: "Honk If You Think Peace Activists Are Dopes" or "Honk If You Think War Is Sometimes Necessary" or "Honk If You Think The Guy Next To Me Is A Weenie."
Or, maybe it'd be nice if Godzilla just showed up and ate 'em all.