So, I’m trying to figure out why I can’t ping Technorati. For some reason, posts from almost a year ago are showing when I search there, but nothing since I joined and put the little icon at the bottom and all that. I have a ping to Technorati set up here in configuration. I posted the link in a message. All the stuff I thought I was supposed to do. Suddenly, it occurs to me – I need to put that html script on the site with FrontPage, not dasblog. Simple, right? Nope. I’m looking at FrontPage, and while I can open up any number of html files and say to myself, “Gosh darn it, that’s html fer shur!” I can’t figure out where to put the script where it will a. not break something, and b. work. I hate bugging hubby about these things, but I’m afraid it’s going to have to be done.
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More New Jersey Driver Stuff.
When we were living up North, one of the things that drove us nuts was drivers jumping the light to turn left. This is patently dangerous, especially when done by older drivers in large cars who take the entire light change to cut you off. They jump the light. . .very. . .slow. . .ly. . .Still, as nerve-wracking as this was, at least you could anticipate the idjits. Here in South Jersey, we face a far more dangerous threat – the curve cutter. Below, I have a little tidbit from the NJ driver’s manual:
Ideally, this is the way it should be done. The guy in the blue car has nothing to fear. However, note the other, cruder arrow that I’ve drawn in for your edification. This is the Toms River Trajectory. The guy in the blue car is gonna get creamed if he approaches the intersection like a normal driver, because the Toms River guy in the red car isn’t going to waste his time driving all the way around that turn on the right hand side of the road. Oh, nosirreebob! Normally, NJ law also asks that you stop approximately three feet before the stop sign, so you can check for pedestrians (not that anyone anywhere does that, mind you), then you move foward into the intersection to look for oncoming traffic. Down here, better make that three car lengths, especially if the guy in the house to your right has mature landscaping. Up north, you see the guy. . .you see the wild look in his eyes dammiti’mnotwaitingforyoua**holei’mturningthesecondthelightchanges. . .you can anticipate it. In fact, it’s almost a time-honored tradition to yield the right of way rather than have to deal with the cops and the insurance. This curve cutting can’t be predicted, because you can’t see the guy who’s about to do it. I have no idea how many accidents are caused by this halfwit maneuver, but I’ll betcha it’s a lot.
Kinism
This is an apalling pseudo-Christian subgroup that I became aware of through links on Respectful Insolence. Today, Orac linked to a couple of diatribes on Little Geneva. I’m not going to give them the teeniest bit of bandwidth by linking. They believe that whites should breed only with whites, and only with whites chosen by their daddies, and that anyone who doesn’t believe in their narrow-minded, hateful, exclusionary form of Christianity isn’t a Christian. They believe Mel Gibson is a wuss for apologizing for his antisemitic and sexist remarks, and he should stick with his utterly justified point of view. In fact, not only are they Holocaust Revisionists (oh, wait – they prefer “Holocaust Factualists”) but they feel we should be celebrating the many occasions where huge numbers of Jewish people were killed or evicted as holidays, no matter where in the world they occurred. They have noticed that Latinas are having children without benefit of marriage at a higher rate than black girls, conclude that it’s because they’re not having as many abortions – and propose that that’s a situation that must be remedied to bring the population down.
Well, needless to say, after reading this, I was deprived of that much-desired nap I wrote about earlier this morning. I wondered for a bit whether it bothered the blog author that the underwear that touches his lily-white genitalia was milled, woven, cut, sewn, folded, and put into a package by so many nonwhite hands? Does he have any fears that it might somehow damage his genetically superior sperm? I’m thinking, actually, that these people (for lack of a better word) are pretty selective in their segregationism. If they were really serious, they’d start their own little colony – or, perhaps “reservation”. I’d be behind it 100% with a few provisions. For example, they’d have to go all or nothing. The aforementioned underwear would have to be made from scratch – from cotton they grew, milled, wove, cut, and sewed themselves. By the same token, I think it would be fine if they had guns, but only if they adhered to the same production standards as the underwear. Dig up the iron, smelt it, refine it, engineer the weapon, make the gunpowder, etc. That’ll at least keep them busy, because they’ll have a lot of time on their hands when they have to make their own computers and internet and can’t blog in the meantime. Plus, they could help us all out by not allowing their own people to interbreed. We certainly won’t benefit from mixing them up with the general gene pool, so it all works out great for everyone.
I don’t think, though, that they see the irony in being a segregationist group that recruits. Of course, they also don’t see the irony in saying the Bible is infallible in one sentence, then using one Bible verse to disprove another in the next. Or the irony of telling one another “that’s very thought-provoking” in response to a comment that essentially says exactly the same thing that the blog author just did. “I think fathers should pick their daughters’ husbands!” “Yes, in fact, I think that daughters should marry the men their fathers pick” “Wow, Bob, that’s a very thought-provoking comment!” Yes, it makes them think of the exact thing they were thinking of before. And they’re homeschooling their kids.