I need your help

Tina and I are working on our annual Christmas Video Card.

This year it’s going to be embarrassingly and painfully obviously that we love our pets.

We’re going to be those people.

But it’s going to be great. And despite the fact that we’re not sending actual cards to our loved ones, the expense of these things is at the range of Titanic, the movie. At least the first ever silent version.

Honk.

Anyway, we’re having trouble finding fun, clever and embarrassing ways to say, “Happy Holidays.”

You know, like “Meowy Christmas.”

What’s a good one for dogs?

Ideas are welcome and appreciated.

You say anti-Caturday post, I say anti-Intelligent Design post

English: PZ Myers in London. Français : PZ Mye...

PZ Myers has an on-going series called the “Anti-Caturday Post.” He uses it to show that nature has much more interesting specimens than cats.

But yester-Caturday, he used it to show how cats evil. He showed this video of the barbed cat penis just before acknowledging  the existence of Satan:

Male cats have penises with retractable barbed spikes?

I understand that this is the evolved way of cat sex, but holy barbed cocks, that’s some crazy shit.

Could you imagine, the deity of your choice in all his/her/its glory sitting on his throne thinking, “I’ll give all animals different penises, but cats get barbed members. I want female cats to get torn up during sex. It will show my glory!”

Yeah, right.

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Pulling our troops out of Iraq

The Internets are abuzz with news of the American military finally leaving Iraq.

How awesome is that.

What a great Christmas present for our military’s friends and families.

I loved this line from an article at NPR from the Associated Press:

The last U.S. soldiers rolled out of Iraq across the border to neighboring Kuwait at daybreak Sunday, whooping, fist bumping and hugging each other in a burst of joy and relief.

But the writer couldn’t leave well enough alone. The very next line reads:

Their exit marked the end of a bitterly divisive war that raged for nearly nine years and left Iraq shattered, with troubling questions lingering over whether the Arab nation will remain a steadfast U.S. ally.

The article explains that we lost 4,500 troops during the war and over 100,000 Iraqis. Not to mention the over 500 private military contractors.

It also says America spent over $800 billion from the US treasury. $800 billion?

Between dead and injured troops, dead and injured Iraqis, a price tag of $800 billion, and the toll the war took on American (and international) morale, goodness gracious alive I hope we made the right “investment”.

I’m having trouble, because my immediate reaction to this story was to post a big old shot of President Bush with the “Mission Accomplished” banner hanging behind him.

But I refrain. Our military deserves and demands our support. We should give them that respect.

 

Harris on Hitch

Cover of "God Is Not Great: How Religion ...

I loved this snippet from Sam Harris’ Eulogy on Christopher Hitchens.

I first met Hitch at a dinner at the end of April 2007, just before the release of his remarkable book god is not Great. After a long evening, my wife and I left him standing on the sidewalk in front of his hotel. His book tour was just beginning, and he was scheduled to debate on a panel the next morning. It was well after midnight, but it was evident from his demeanor that his clock had a few hours left to run. I had heard the stories about his ability to burn the candle at both ends, but staggering there alongside him in the glare of a street lamp, I made a mental note of what struck me as a fact of nature—tomorrow’s panel would be a disaster.

I rolled out of bed the following morning, feeling quite wrecked, to see Hitch holding forth on C-SPAN’s Book TV, dressed in the same suit he had been wearing the night before. Needless to say, he was effortlessly lucid and witty—and taking no prisoners. There should be a name for the peculiar cocktail of emotion I then enjoyed: one part astonishment, one part relief, two parts envy; stir. It would not be the last time I drank it in his honor.