He Might Be A David

For the first time in the 2 year existence of this pathetic blog, I have received a death threat. Not from who some of you may think though. This death threat was delivered face-to-face last Wednesday night at the Wing Joint on Battleground from a woman named Lacy. She said "You're the worst person I've ever met in my life." And that, "I'm gonna off you, _____." Lacy's point about me being the worst person she's ever met in her life may be totally accurate. I have no way of disputing her assertion, that's for sure. As far as "offing" me, we'll see. They do have knives at Wing Joint. Although I'm not sure how sharp they are. The interesting thing about Lacy's threat is that of all the people I have written about over the life of this blog, both public figures and regular run-of-the-mill folks I've met around this used to be awesome country, I wouldn't categorize my thoughts on Lacy as anything but benign. I could see the Oprahs or Joe Bidens of the world being enraged with the stupid comments I've made about them. But Lacy? Really? I don't think I've ever written an unkind word about her. Very strange.

Our maybe not-so-awful anymore fake leader, one Barack Hussein Obama, has been catching hell from members of his own down in the dumps Democrat Party for coming to a compromise with the GOP over income tax rates in this country. I can't recall such hatred and venom being directed at a sitting head of state by his own party faithful in my lifetime. It's a stunning turn of events for Barry and our maybe not so down and out anymore nation. There were cries of "Fuck him!" from some key and outraged Democrats over this tax rate compromise. It's pretty amusing if you think about it. The very folks who were praising Barry as a veritable messiah just 2 years ago have grown to despise the man more than any of the wacky right-wingers on the fringe of what passes for US political "discourse." The fuck the rich "progressives" in the Democrat Party are showing just how out of touch they are with the vast majority of the people they purport to represent. It's a promising sign, believe me. If Barry can stick to his new found toughness and common sense against these crazed haters of achievement that permeate his own party, he will find that the opinion of him by sensible middle-Americans will skyrocket. After all, if a way out there libertarian like myself can slightly praise the man, he's a) gotta be doing something right and b) just might find himself relevant for the next 2 years. Amazing development.

Big news out of the realm that once ruled the globe, the British Empire. A fake monarch in waiting and his repulsive 2nd wife were attacked recently by an angry mob (come to think of it, is there ever a happy mob?) who wanted to string them up old school style and administer some bizarrely conceived form of social justice. I personally think that all these fake monarchs and fake wannabe monarchs all over the globe are worthless remnants of not so pleasant to remember world history. And I'm not sure what doing away with this would be king and his nasty lover would really accomplish. Maybe rid the world of one more pair of big ears? Other than that...

I've been hesitant to weigh in on the whole Cam Newton situation. When I heard that someone representing him was soliciting payment from a big football factory school for his services last year during his recruitment, I wasn't the slightest bit surprised. Then when I heard that the school in question was a member of the SEC, I figured there could well be lots of fire behind the smoke. Then when the NCAA came out and cleared Newton to play a few weeks ago after a very quick investigation into the matter, I thought, "Hmmm, how odd." I thought that maybe, possibly, Newton was unaware of what was being sought on his behalf. MAYBE. I have no way of knowing. So, I wasn't gonna slam the kid. But after recent comments Newton has made to the media about what he did and didn't know and when he did and didn't know it concerning his own recruitment, and his relationship with his own dad, I think the whole affair smacks of a pack of lies or at least a highly improbable scenario of events that brought Newton to Auburn without serious cheating going on that Cam himself was aware of. Newton claims he's never asked his own father about what went down last fall when Cam was deciding on a school. That seems highly unlikely. If Newton's father asked Miss St for 200 grand or whatever, is it reasonable to think that he might have asked Auburn boosters (or boosters of another school or schools) for a similar amount of dough? And is it plausible that Cam was so passive in his own recruitment that he didn't have any idea about any of this sordid mess going on in his name? There's also something fishy about the fact that the NCAA cleared the kid so quickly. It's pretty unbelievable considering their track record of taking forever to investigate possible infractions. It looks like Newton will walk away with the Heisman Trophy tonight. But I wonder this - should he save himself the shipping costs of returning the award several years down the road? The very costs that plagued Reggie Bush earlier this year. It might be a good idea. Because I have a feeling that some journalist somewhere will unravel the truth behind whatever happened last year during Newton's recruitment as far as what Newton knew and when he knew it. And when that comes out, he'll look really bad for all these misstatements he's been giving the media about this mess. Not to say the kid doesn't deserve the Heisman on merit, you could certainly make a case for him.

This next part is for Brandon. In order: NE/CHI Over 38 (I'm looking at mid 40's at least), DAL +3 &1/2, TB -1, DET +6 &1/2, STL +9 &1/2, SEA +5 &1/2, CAR +7 &1/2, CIN +9.

I was chatting with a woman recently at the place I occasionally show up to work. A strange looking bearded guy walked by. This woman asked if I knew the guy's name. I said, "Not sure, but around here you can't go wrong with guessing David." She laughed and said, "True." And it is true. Half the men who sporadically work there are named David. Also of note is that at the office in Durham where I have occasionally shown up to work the past 11 years, if you are unsure of a guy's name, just guess Bob. It's Bobs everywhere over in the Bull City or City of Medicine or as I like to call it: The People's Republic of Durham.

I was speaking to another woman at the place I occasionally show up to work and she inquired if I'd yet seen Love & Other Drugs (she and I have chatted about movies a number of times over the years). And while I certainly do plan on checking it out down the line, I'm not gonna race to the theater to see it this month. It only got 44% at Rotten Tomatoes. Not that Rotten Tomatoes is always an exact indicator of how good a film might be, but 44% is pretty low for a production with that cast going for it.

After typing that last paragraph I decided to check Rotten Tomatoes for the composite scores for my 3 all-time favorite movies. Here are the results: Rushmore - 87%, Lost In Translation - 94%, A Clockwork Orange - 91%. I don't know what that means.

Now I had heard the WACS recruited old maids for the war

But mommy isn't one of those, I've known her all these years