art, politics, religion: discuss
Okay, Okay, I talked about making Wednesday a “guess who submitted” Peeper day. But I’m mad that I wasn’t able to build up the new idea I had.
I’ve been a bit busy to try to promote this enough. I’ll figure out when it should be and re-announce it.
I’m proud of Tina for learning how to make an iPhone photo look far from phony.
More PPDs below the fold.
I bet you thought this was a photo.
That’s pencil, mother humper.
Pencil.
I may go sulk now in my own inadequacy.
You all remember this?
A young hero with Down Syndrome responded. And it goes a little something like this (emphasis mine):
Dear Ann Coulter,
Come on Ms. Coulter, you aren’t dumb and you aren’t shallow. So why are you continually using a word like the R-word as an insult?
I’m a 30 year old man with Down syndrome who has struggled with the public’s perception that an intellectual disability means that I am dumb and shallow. I am not either of those things, but I do process information more slowly than the rest of you. In fact it has taken me all day to figure out how to respond to your use of the R-word last night.
I thought first of asking whether you meant to describe the President as someone who was bullied as a child by people like you, but rose above it to find a way to succeed in life as many of my fellow Special Olympians have.
Then I wondered if you meant to describe him as someone who has to struggle to be thoughtful about everything he says, as everyone else races from one snarkey sound bite to the next.
Finally, I wondered if you meant to degrade him as someone who is likely to receive bad health care, live in low grade housing with very little income and still manages to see life as a wonderful gift.
Because, Ms. Coulter, that is who we are – and much, much more.
After I saw your tweet, I realized you just wanted to belittle the President by linking him to people like me. You assumed that people would understand and accept that being linked to someone like me is an insult and you assumed you could get away with it and still appear on TV.
I have to wonder if you considered other hateful words but recoiled from the backlash.
Well, Ms. Coulter, you, and society, need to learn that being compared to people like me should be considered a badge of honor.
No one overcomes more than we do and still loves life so much.
Come join us someday at Special Olympics. See if you can walk away with your heart unchanged.
A friend you haven’t made yet, John Franklin Stephens Global Messenger Special Olympics Virginia
Body-painting artist Emma Hack piled 17 naked models up on the floor before arranging their arms, heads and legs into the shape of a small hatchback. She covered them in shades of blue, white, black and silver paint to highlight every detail, including the alloy wheels and number plate…and she even made it look like the car had been involved in a small shunt by exposing the engine and leaving the front bumper hanging off.Picture: MAC/Emma Hack/Jacqui Way/Solent
1. Three “strikes” and you get life in jail. Even for trivial crimes, Leandro Andrade is serving 2 consecutive life sentences for shoplifting 9 video tapes with a value of $153
2a. 1% of Americans are in jail(2.3million)
2b On a per capita bases this equates to twice as many in South Africans, more than 3 times Iran and 6 times China’s prison population.
3. No society in history has imprisoned as many people as America.
4. 1 in 30 men aged 20 – 34 in in prison.
5.1 in 9 black males are in prison.
6. There are more 17 year old black males in prison than in college.
7. 5% of the world are American…25% of all prisoners are American.
8. America prohibits importing goods made through forced labor or prisoners…
YET…
…American prisons produce 100% of all military helmets, ammunition belts, bullet proof vests,
9. 93% of domestically used paints, 36% of home appliances, 21% of office furniture, which allows America to compete with factories in Mexico.
10. You get solitary confinement if you refuse to work!11. Thus America has successfully reinvented the slave trade.
On the road this morning and here’s our sunrise.
This week’s Wednesdog is brought to you by a random submission from a guy named Bill.
Bill sends us Kebe and Rocket. I’m not sure who’s who.
I replied to Bill’s email asking for more of a story, but there was no reply.
The picture was so cute, how could I not post it?
Make this humping Wednesdog memorable in your own way. This is perhaps our last Indian Summer day before the gloom and doom of winter get here.
Tina and I are spending the day on the road doing architecture photography.
Yay for us.
Le Café Wittypoots 