A Dixie Carpetbagger

A bus driver who T-boned a taxi (killing the cabbie) and one who beat down McGruff are back on the job, with back pay given.  Do I even need to say that they belong to a union?  What the blazes is it with union members and violence?  Are those shirts coated on the inside with chili powder or something?

The weird part is that the driver who put the hurt on the guy in the dog suit pulled over to do it.  Stopping your vehicle to beat down a costumed cop isn’t exactly a sign of mental stability… but, hey, maybe he knew the guy.  “Hold on folks, we gotta make a stop… that’s the bastid who stole my wife!”

(H/T Instapundit)

You’re a leftist professor who is distraught– DISTRAUGHT– that conservatives are beating you like a red-headed step-child riding a rented mule.  What do you do?  Maybe try to understand why you’re getting beaten?  No, silly, that would use logic, and that’s what a conservative would do!  No, you pay your grad students a grand to write 2,000 word hatchet jobs.

You know what surprised me the most about this piece?  Fifty cents a WORD.  I don’t have the reference in front of me, but I remember one of Heinlein’s essays talking about how he negotiated a book sale in the late 1970′s at around seven cents a word.  I’d be interested to know what an entry-level rate is for fiction writing is now-a-days…

(H/T Instapundit)

Ninjas rescue college student from muggers… in Australia.

Muggers thought they had an easy mark, but they made one major error in that they “failed to notice a ninja, Nathan Smith, standing in the shadows outside the dojo. Mr Smith immediately alerted his sensei, or teacher.”

Make no mistake… he wasn’t standing in the shadows, he was waiting there– waiting for his chance to use his skills for good.  The story ends with the muggers running scared from a group of ninjas (did no-one have a shuriken handy?) only to be caught by police.

I wish I had ninja guardians…

(H/T Uncle)

“Dear Lord this year you have taken away my favorite actor, Patrick Swayze, my favorite actress, Farrah Fawcett, my favorite singer, Michael Jackson, and my favorite salesman, Billy Mays. I just wanted to let you know that Barack Obama is my favorite president.”

Offensive, isn’t it?  Just one little problem– that isn’t the original version…

“Dear Lord this year you have taken away my favorite actor, Patrick Swayze, my favorite actress, Farrah Fawcett, my favorite singer, Michael Jackson, and my favorite salesman, Billy Mays. I just wanted to let you know that Chris Christie is my favorite governor.”

Yep, still offensive.  Also, to quote Mike W.:

If I engaged in this kind of behavior I’d get my ass canned. Apparently NJ teachers think they’re special and such behavior is acceptable. Of course why wouldn’t they think just that, since their own union is the lead bully in this case.

Is there anyone here who thinks that if they sent out an email like this, they wouldn’t get sacked?

Heck, union members have a real-life get out of jail free card…

Craig Lancaster wanted to prove that Chicago Police officers are treated the same as others when they break the law, Cook County prosecutors said.  So in a drunken argument with a friend last summer, prosecutors said, the 41-year-old veteran officer shot a gun in the air outside an Ashburn bowling alley where he also worked security — and waited.

Hmm, this sounds familiar…

Ah, now I remember.  But, this guy did get arrested… only to be acquitted at trial.  Glad to know Lady Justice works so well without a blindfold…

(H/T Uncle)

19 April 2010
Newsflash: Gun Kills 5, Wounds 1.
San Francisco, CA

Police are searching for the perpetrator of five murders today in San Francisco.  Sunday afternoon, the suspect– described as “a big, dark revolver with hands and legs”– killed five and wounded one in a random attack outside a tavern.  The lone survivor is unable to remember details, but believes the revolver’s last words before shooting him were “… you’ve got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?”

The suspect is described by police as a high-capacity semi-automatic revolver, about 8 inches tall and around a foot long.  If you see this suspect– or anything matching the description– please do not attempt to apprehend it, as it is very dangerous.  Forward all tips and sightings to your local police department.

Well, for once, it looks like a gun DID kill someone…

Friends will visit you in jail.  Real friends will be in the cell with you.  Your brothers’ real friends will burn up phone lines at 2 in the morning to get you out of jail.

Like his older brother, this kid can get in the damnedest trouble.  As in “wrong place, wrong time, stupid look on your face” trouble.  (sigh)  Well, good thing I was up… lemme go make coffee.

I feel for the kid.  The back seat of a cruiser’s not comfy… err, or so I’ve been told.

“They pull a badge, you pull a gun!”  Not that bright, a move, actually.  The cops, however, did better– one jammed the hammer, and the other fired a single shot, killing the suspect.  Good job by the NYPD.

My only real observation here is that the guy’s name was Michael Romero… is he any relation to Ric Romero?

Pulling a gun on a police officer might be hazardous to your health.  Update at 11.

(H/T Tam)

… and carry “The Boomstick.”  Take a very close look starting at 12 seconds.

Is it just me, or did the guy with the stick do a David Copperfield?  But then this is the organization that “fixed” a hostage situation by just killing everyone…

Found this post at Ace of Spades via USCitizen.  Now, the post is pretty standard– Charles Johnson (Little Green Footballs) is up to his old antics of building an echo chamber.  Now, I’m not gonna go into that too deep, except to say that Charlie has exiled more people from his blog than Stalin sent to the gulag.  Beyond that, go watch the trainwreck… I can’t look, it’s too painful to watch.

I want to point out comment #26 by Jim in San Diego.  He links to this article at The Smoking Gun.

Now, when I first began to read this article, I got to the second page before something clicked– Okaloosa County, Fort Walton Beach, Cantrell… holy sh*t I know this girl*.

Allow me to emphasize this: someone I know just made The Smoking Gun for cracking open a can of malt liquor in the back seat of a squad car.  I’m going to quote from the article, just for the giggles:

[A] stranded Cantrell asked Okaloosa County Sheriff’s Office Deputy Mitchell Landis for a ride home to her Fort Walton Beach residence. Landis agreed, but only after checking Cantrell’s purse for any contraband [...] While chauffeuring Cantrell, Landis heard the teenager “open a can of some sort” in the back of the cruiser. “As I looked at my in car video I observed Cantrell drinking out of an unknown can.” Landis stopped his car and, upon further investigation, determined that Cantrell had popped open a can of Steel Reserve, a malt liquor known for its high alcohol content. “When I opened the rear passenger door I observed Cantrell attempting to hide the can between her legs.

Please note the last word in the case report– Case Status: Closed.  You can not get any more “solved” than having a suspect crack open a beer in the squad car while on tape.  Now, for the mugshot:

Heh.  Heh-heh.  Ha… heh… ha-ha… mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaa… (deep breath)  MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA…

* Please note: not “know” as in “I’m friends with” or “knew her in the Biblical sense.”  Though she is rockin’ those cuffs…