Are You Ready For Some Stupidity

So long, fucktard.  Don't let the door hit you in the ass on your way out.

For the past twenty some odd years, Monday Night Football has started out with various versions of Hank Williams Jr.'s "All My Rowdy Friends Are Comin' Over Tonight."  ESPN has, at least temporarily, decided to end that tradition.  I don't have a problem with that.  Hell, I think Hank sucks out loud.  It's the reason that has me shaking my head.

Hank Jr. was being interviewed on Fox News (Faux News) - Fox and Friends to be precise.  The fact that this minimally talented, redneck alcoholic was providing political commentary is laughable.  Hank made a comment that Obama and Boehner playing a round of golf was like Hitler and Netanyahu playing a round of golf.  He then went on to call Obama and Biden the "enemy." ESPN subsequently canned Hank.  Apparently, that Hitler comparison didn't go over too well with the heads at ESPN.

I get what Hank was trying to say, however unfortunate his choice of words.  The point is that Obama and Boehner are at such polar opposite ends of the universe that trying to work it out over a round of golf is pointless.  For as many brain cells as Hank has drowned, I'll have to agree with the gist of the message.  Obama and Boehner trying to work it out over a round of golf was at best pointless; and more to the point, it was nothing but an opportunity for each of them to posture a bit for the press.  Now, back to that unfortunate choice of words - right-wingers have been comparing Obama to Hitler ever since he secured the nomination in 2008.  Hank's commentary isn't exactly something new.  It is a demonstration of the right wingnuts' lack of knowledge of world history.  Without searching through the archives of every knuckle-dragger who ever commented on Faux, I'm reasonable sure Hank isn't the only one who ever made the comparison on the air.  While I strongly disagree with him and I'm sure not sad to see him go, I'm just not diggin' the reason.  Sure, this isn't the type of censorship that the First Amendment protects against.  There is no government entity calling for Hank to be silenced.  This was wholly the decision of a private corporation.  It just seems, well, wrong to dump Hank for this reason. 

But for his father's fame, Hank Williams, Jr. would not even be a topic of conversation.  He would be another hairy redneck stumbling around the trailer park shirtless, his pregnant gut hanging over his oversized belt buckle, beating his wife and drinking up the rent.  He sucks ass.  Granted, I like the catch-phrase "are you ready for some football," but Hank sucks.  If ESPN had punted his ass for sucking, cool.  If they punted his ass for being a washed up, no talent, drunken redneck, cool.  Punting for expressing his opinion about a political matter, not so cool.  I understand why they did it.  They're a corporation and they make their money in part on their ratings.  If one of their on-air personalities alienates a large portion of their audience, he has to go.  It's nothing personal.  It's a financial decision.  

I guess I'm looking a gift horse in the mouth.  I'm glad the knuckle-dragger is gone.  I would have just preferred it would have been for some reason other than shooting off his mouth.

This is from the refined end of Bocephus's gene pool.



Redefining Marriage?

A right-winger recently advised me that Republicans and conservative christians are against gay marriage not to oppress gays and not for religious reasons, but...wait for it...get this...to keep the government from "redefining marriage." My response?  You gotta be shittin' me?!  So where does all of the "protect marriage" verbiage come from?  Oh, wait, I know.  They are protecting it from government redefinition. Gotcha.  Like a dog turd on my shoe.  You want the government to define marriage to keep the government from defining marriage.  

Arkansas, with all of our knuckle-draggers, amended the state Constitution to have an official government definition of marriage - one man, one woman.  I guess the polygamists are shit outta luck here, also.  The Arkansas legislature - under Hucklebee - enacted the Covenant Marriage.  Pretty much the only way you can get out of a Covenant Marriage is for your spouse to repeatedly beat you to near death.  I exaggerate a bit, but only a bit.  I think you can get out of it after the second beating or possibly the fifth adulterous affair - the spouse's, not yours; you can't fuck around and then claim adultery to get out of the marriage.  Not all marriages are Covenant Marriages.  Some are the good ol' regular get the license, get hitched, and if it doesn't work, get lost variety.  In fact, most are of that sort; but the county clerk is required to ask if you want a Covenant Marriage when you apply for the license.  I also wonder, but have no knowledge one way or the other, if preachers encourage/instruct/demand that their sheep get the Covenant license.  Seems like a bit of duress there to me.  What are you going to do, admit that the marriage might not work and you want an out, or do the whole newlywed la-la we'll be together forever head-in-the-sand and get the Covenant Marriage License only to find out that you married a jackass and now your stuck?  I guess that's one way to stop perpetual wedders - those folks who won't simply shack up for a bit, they have to get married.  Then, six months later when the sex isn't quite as good, they're ready to bail, so they get divorced, find someone else, and do it again.  Or already have your new squeeze lined up before you bail on this one, but I'm wondering off topic.  

Marriage and the definition thereof is a governmental thing.  It goes back to the hunter-gatherer civilizations, and became more so as furthered our civilizations.  The early marriages needed the approval of the tribal elders. Marriage has always been a way to define property rights.  Somewhere along the way, some asshole decided to interject religion into the equation and things haven't been right since.  

Yeah, buddy.  Let's enact laws defining marriage to keep the government from defining/redefining marriage.  I'll give the devil his due, though.  The son of a bitch found a creative way to try to make the argument without blathering skydaddy in the process. 

Momma Moonbat Barks

This is my first blog post ever.  I've been promising myself forever that I would start a blog, and after kicking myself in the ass for a few years, I'm finally doing it.  I hope you'll find it to be interesting, entertaining, informative, or at least not a total waste of the time it took you to read it.  


First a little about myself.  As I noted in my profile, I'm a Viet Nam era baby.  For those of you who aren't quite sure what a Viet Nam era baby is, we're sandwiched between the baby boomers and the Gen-Xers.  We're either the first-born of the older boomers, or the menopause babies of the WWII generation.  President Obama could and probably should be considered on of us, although the boomers also claim him.  At least, some of them do.  Then you have those who want him to "keep the government out of our Medicare", but that's another post altogether.  For the most part my generation is one extreme or the other.  We're either really sharp or we have no sense at all.  Unfortunately, the ones with no sense at all are also mass breeders of another generation with no sense at all.  That's also fodder for another post.  


Politically, I am, as the title suggests, a barking moonbat.  The Dittoheads thought they were insulting those of us leaning to the left when they called us Barking Moonbats.  Most of us embrace the name and think it's pretty cool.  


My religious views are that there is no skydaddy, junior, or righteous spook in the sky there to reward or punish us for whatever it is.  In short, I'm an atheist.  I care not what god or gods anyone worships, so long as they do not encroach upon my life, liberty or property to do it and do not commingle the church and the state.  That's a big one for me - keep your church out of my state and I'll keep my state out of your church.  


Animals are a passion for me.  I love all of my animals, including my wild friends in the yard.  That would be the bunnies, squirrels (although we've had an ongoing squirrel war), chipmunks, and anything else that seeks shelter here.  


That's it for my introduction.  I hope I haven't scared you away yet.  I hope you'll stick around for more barkings from Momma Moonbat. :)