Saturday, January 5, 2008

Things That Piss Me Off

During a visit to Grouchy Old Cripple earlier, I ran across a link to this story. I'm going to need better dental insurance, because after reading this, my teeth have been grinding for hours now.
Marine Sgt Mike McNulty is on activation orders to Iraq (second tour). On
December 1st, 2007, Mike went to visit a friend in Chicago before deploying to
say goodbye. In order to get to his friend's residence, and keep in mind
that Chicago is a myriad of diagonal and one-way streets, the front entrance
(right way) to the one-way street was blocked. Mike, being a Marine,
overcame and adapted by driving around the block to the other end of the street
and backing up all the way to his friend's place.

Okay. No big deal, right? No harm, no foul. But apparently only reasonable people would hold that opinion, because look what happened next.
While saying goodbye, at about 11am, he noticed a man leaning up against his
car. Mike left his friend's apartment and caught the man keying his car on
multiple sides. After caught in the process, the man told Mike, "you think
you can do whatever you want with Department of Defense license plates and
tags". (In Illinois you can purchase veteran, Marine, or medal
plates. Mike has Illinois Marine Corps license plates.) During the
exchange, he made additional anti-military comments.

I can't help but wonder what those anti-military comments were. I'm going to join the consensus at this point, and marvel at the incredible restraint shown by this Marine. It would have been completely understandable if Sgt. McNulty had turned this guy's face inside out.

What is with these people, anyway? It's one thing to be opposed to our country's military operations. I can disagree with them on that issue, and when all is said and done we can still go on about our respective days with no one the worse for wear. Hell, the First Amendment, even allows these idiots to spew all manner of short-sighted, anti-military garbage with absolutely no foundation in logic or common sense, and they have the good fortune to be in one of the few corners of this wretched little mudball of a planet in which they can actually get away with that sort of thing.

But resorting to petty vandalism just because you think all those big bad soldiers are a bunch of meanie poop-heads is the height of juvenile fuckery. I can't help but wonder whether this asshole realizes that the "political" point that he was trying to make was lost beneath the crappiness of his actions. Come on, now. Keying a car?! Way to protest there, Cesar Chavez. All you really accomplished (besides causing unnecessary property damage) was making yourself look like a colossal buttpipe.

It really bugs me that this guy is a lawyer, too. Why are so many people in the legal field such unmitigated pricks? All they ever do is give the entire profession a bad name, which makes it that much more difficult for the lawyers who are actually decent human beings. (They do exist, I swear! I think there are twelve of them.) Too many of them are like the waste of space in this story.

And of course, he had to go and screw with a Marine, just because the poor guy happened to be a convenient target for shoring up his piss-poor attitude. You know something, Mr. Grodner? For one thing, you are damn lucky you didn't get your ass handed to you. Nine out of ten people, military or civilian, would have turned you into a calzone for doing what you did. You should thank Sgt. McNulty for keeping a cool head throughout that whole scenario. Secondly, I know for a fact that, as an attorney, you were trained to look at any given situation through the eyes of a reasonable person. Thanks for proving how little most lawyers give a rat's ass about that anymore.

I was personally insulted by this story. I have a brother in the military. Currently, like Sgt. McNulty, he is in Iraq on his second tour. He is an Army Captain, and on his first tour he was awarded the Bronze Star. In my eyes, that makes him a hero. There are many other heroes just like him over there. There are more still right here in the States. Even more hail from all over the world. Grodner can think what he wants about them, but as soon as he started throwing shit at Sgt. McNulty, he was also throwing shit at every other hero in the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines. Most importantly to me, he threw shit at my brother. And that burns me right the fuck up.

If you read the whole story, you can see that the incident almost got buried, as the State of Illinois was reluctant to pursue charges against Counselor Asshole. Apparently, however, Blackfive jumped on it right away, and now a Chicago Tribune columnist made it public. The good folks at Blackfive have my eternal gratitude for their efforts to make the Illinois prosecutors do their damned jobs and pursue charges against that jerkoff. I'm sure all of the troops who read their blog will be thanking them as well.

Even so, I can't seem to think of that fuckhead Jay Grodner without getting royally pissed. I hope he gets hemorrhoids and a flock of pigeons takes a collective dump in his corn flakes.

Monday, December 31, 2007

Business Up Front...

...party in the back.

That's right, gentle readers. The latest entry in this crazy online experiment of mine is devoted to kicking off the new year in style -- a style, that is, with which we are all intimately acquainted. Love it or hate it, this particular former fashion trend has staying power that is nothing short of amazing. Everyone has seen it, and for the past several decades it has been a force to be reckoned with. For no matter how much it is ridiculed, it simply will not go away.

I am talking, of course, about the mullet.

You heard that correctly, guys and gals. Make it short in front and long in back. Today the focus of this qualitatively questionable blog will be on the most talked-about haircut in history. This cultural breakthrough surfaced somewhere around the 70's (I think), hit its heyday in the late 80's/early 90's, and then faded into the backdrop as the millennium ended. But it never died.

You see, unlike most trends, the mullet is indestructible. Despite outward appearances being completely unfavorable, it has survived more lampooning and harassment than bell bottoms, break dancing and friendship bracelets combined. And yet, against all odds, the mullet remains. I do not know how it accomplishes this legend-worthy feat, but the reality of the matter simply cannot be ignored. I am of the opinion that it is among us forever, for good or ill.

We should all accept this as undeniably true, no matter what our mullet biases may be. If you hate the mullet, just resign yourself to the fact that it lurks around every corner, plaguing your existence for the rest of your life. If you love the mullet, then ask no questions and revel in its ubiquity. If you study the mullet, then bear in mind that your subject is not going anywhere anytime soon, and continue your project; it is in the name of science, after all. And if you are brave enough to wear the mullet, you may rest assured that the doormat grafted to the back of your head is the most effective conversation piece on the planet.

In light of the above analysis, I have decided to devote this particular entry to the glory of mullets 'round the Net. There are many who believe that mullets are static and identical. They think that if you've seen one mullet, you've seen them all. Nothing could be further from the truth. In reality, there are as many types of mullets as there are species of frogs. And as such, I would like to show you a few of them.

Bear in mind that this is by no means an exhaustive list of mullet variations. There are so many different kinds of mullets, there is just no way I could possibly list them all here. If that is the kind of thing you're looking for, please feel free to check out
www.mullet.com, www.mulletsgalore.com, www.mulletjunky.com, etc. There are literally hundreds of websites like this. Here, I'm just listing a few of my favorites. If you'd like to explore further, don't hesitate to head over to the above websites and do more research on your own. These are just some of, in my opinion, the best.

And now, without further ado, behold some of the greatest species of mullet ever to grace this great planet:



The Classic Mullet

















The Deliverance Mullet





The Metal Up Your Ass Mullet




























The Seventh Level Magic User Mullet



















The Throwback Mullet































The Dark Alley Mullet

















The M.I.D. (Mullet In Development)















The Mudflap





























The Nascar Special





















(Author's note: I do believe we just found the missing link. This has got to be the hairiest human being I have ever seen.)





The Hair Blanket






















(Author's note: HOLY SHIT!)




The Mullette (AKA The FeMullet, AKA the She-Mullet)


























The Annoying Guy at the Party Mullet



























The Goblin King Mullet
























The Too Many Bong Hits Mullet

















The Sleazy Lawyer Mullet
































The Skullet
























(Author's note: This is one of my all-time favorites. Comb-over be damned! FREEBIRD!)




The Rat Tail (AKA the Alabama Handle, AKA the Loser Leash, AKA the Pullit)




























The Mullhawk
















The Achy Breaky Hair


























The Bowlet





















(Author's note: Harry Potter meets Joe Dirt. Get a load of this guy's mustache. That thing, in and of itself, merits a website of its own.)



The WHAT THE FUCK!



























The Super Deluxe WHAT THE FUCK!




















That's about all I have for now. Any contributions to this list would be most appreciated. As I've said, what I have shown you here is by no means a complete set, so if you happen to run across other mullet species that I haven't covered, please I would love it if you added it to my efforts here. Join the cause, folks! Let's keep this study alive!

(Have a great New Year, everyone.)


Saturday, December 29, 2007

What the Hell Am I Doing Here?

Seriously. I don't know squat about blogging. I have no purpose, no message, no underlying theme. It seems that all I can hope to accomplish with this glorified diary is to spew copious amounts of nonsense from my fingertips, directly into cyberspace for everyone to see.

Have I lost my fucking mind?

No, that can't be it. I kissed what remained of my sanity goodbye many years ago.

What, then? What could it be? Curiosity? A subconscious need for attention? Crippling boredom, perhaps?

That last one sounds good. Given that it's Saturday, I have no plans, my wife is at work, my son is absorbed in about three different puzzle games, and my 200+ digital cable channels can't give me even one program that's worth a shit, I think I almost have to go with boredom on this one.

So that's that, I suppose. I have no clue how often I will be posting, or even what the topics of my posts will be. I imagine that I'll either creep people out or piss them off (both of which are entertaining reactions in themselves), or else I'll just be written off and ignored like the weirdo I am. That would be fine as well; at this point, I'm just curious to see what happens.

That's about all I've got for now. I'll see you all at the time of my next post. If I ever get around to it, that is. We'll see.

Cheers!