OK, here’s another damn survey.
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Scholar/Marsupial Terry Oglesby delivers the complete history of “open a can of whup-ass”. A must read.
The phrase “open up a can of whup ass,” meaning to unleash an overwhelming beating upon a foe, actually has a form which predates Nicholas Appert’s invention of canning in 1809. As far back as the Old Kingdom of Egypt, archeologists have found inscriptions which remark that those who disturb graves would be liable for punishment. In the tomb of Neferefre of the Fifth Dynasty, one inscription on a clay vessel has been interpreted as “I carry the curse of those who dare touch His treasures–You shall bear mightily upon your buttocks the flail of ten thousand servant men.”
Got my new issue in the mail yesterday, and there’s a (typically) wonderfully snide “Psychic Vibrations” column by Robert Sheaffer on “Islamic Science” (not online as yet); basically, the rejection of “Western” (that is, objective) scientific theory in favor of traditional Islamic ideas based on Aristotle and the Koran. I think I saw someone mention this idea awhile back.
Anyway, one “scholar” named Sultan Bashir Mohammed believes that the way to solve the world’s energy needs is to harness djinns, which he interprets as beings made out of fire. Leaving aside that there’s no such thing, I kinda doubt that the Saudis would be happy with the idea.
Hi, I’m Barbie! My creator may be dead, but I will live forever! Your daughters will be mine! Math is hard!
Jeez, I didn’t hear about this one. Alexander Lebed — remember him? — died in a helicopter crash Sunday. It appears to be an accident, according to investigators. If it were terrorists, I’d think they’d want to publicise that.
Car accident, not falling off a horse or something. I was considering “The Creed Guy” — I had no idea what his name was — for the next poll. The current one is shaping up to be a dogfight between Celine and Yoko: Vote now!
The chief justice of Alabama must not only know the law, he also must be a good administrator, a trait especially important in a state where money always is tight.
Unfortunately, Roy Moore doesn’t know either. But he’s got Exodus, Leviticus, and Deuteronomy down pat, and he looks snappy in a black robe. Surely that’s enough?
You gotta love the drug war. An Alabama court sentenced a 30-year old mother of two and first-time offender to life in prison without parole for selling a morphine mixture to an undercover police officer for $150. Street value, $10,000. For this, she was labeled a “drug baron”.