How can one be compelled to accept slavery? I simply refuse to do the master's bidding. He may torture me, break my bones to atoms and even kill me. He will then have my dead body, not my obedience. Ultimately, therefore, it is I who am the victor and not he, for he has failed in getting me to do what he wanted done. ~ Mahatma Gandhi
If I am not for myself, who will be for me? If I am not for others, what am I? If not now, when? ~ Rav Hillel, Pirke Avot
This Red Sea Pedestrian Stands against Judeophobes
As you know I have decided to run for President of the United States in 2012, because...what the hell?
You may also know that I am going to be advancing a platform based on the Bhutanese concept of Gross National Happiness and the Four Year Boxing Day where current elected officials will be spending four years doing your menial labor.
The central idea is that it's about time America embraced the concept of the Leisure Society. We've tried the New Society, the Dead Poets Society, High Society, and the Society for Putting Things on Top of Other Things. The Leisure Society is an idea whose time has come.
Always on the cutting edge of social revolution, my dogs are taking the lead by advocating a life of more napping, playing, and letting humans continue to screw things up while they simply relax and enjoy life. The cats are right beside them, napping for freedom. Our animals teach us to love unconditionally. Now they desire to teach us to relax. The powerful are always going to be screwing things up for the rest of us. The animals say, as long as the bed is warm, there's food on the table (meaning the bills are paid), water, snacks, love, and a little exercise, and the freedom to bark and run unencumbered by fascist restrictive bullshit, the dingdongs running things can go screw themselves. I have to say that I agree with them. So word to wise Congress; don't do anything that's going to take away any of the things mentioned above. If you do it will be a shitstorm.
Look to the animals, they have the right idea. If you have an animal that lives the Canine Leisure Society lifestyle (any and all domestic animals are welcome) send us a photo, preferably of them napping or playing. We'll add them to the CLS member slideshow on this blog. Send your photos to: email@example.com
The Canine Leisure Society: Deflating the egos of our leaders by flipping them the bird, and chillin'.
click on the flag if you want to laugh. If the Congress and the Resident don't govern with your consent, put this flag on your website. But someone might call you a domestic terrorist if you do. Ooops!
I went blind for 36 hours in the spring of 1973 while suffering from pneumonia. In my expert medical opinion I was suffering from an acute case of hysterical blindness caused by having to watch the Watergate hearings with my mom, who was also shvach with the pneumonia. As a result, I am now physiologically incapable of being bamboozled by politicians, reporters, commentators, partisans, artisans, charlatans, caravans, old sedans, chicks with tans, or guys named Stan. I am a satirist, rabid feminomacho equalitist, Israel and HaShem loving Jew, sarcastinator, historialogist, musicologist, pain in the ass, and thorn in your side. Animals are people. Two legs good, four legs awesome.
אני מאמין באמונה שלמה