A Stockhold fashion retailer has launched wear-once paper panties as a summer clothing item. I don’t see this at all, but according to the designer, “Many guys don’t change their underpants every day. It would be perfect to sell paper underpants at petrol stations.” OK, we’ll put that into the “cons” column for Stockholm as a honeymoon destination.
Because of lackluster sales of his latest album,“Invincible,” Michael Jackson is deeply in debt to Sony. There’s only one thing to do! The King of Pop has summoned Al Sharpton and Johnnie Cochran to his cause. How ludicrous. His main claim is that his album was not promoted heavily enough, but it’s pretty obvious to me that people have finally realized that not only has Michael Jackson turned into a freak but also that his music hasn’t been any good for, oh, 15 years.
A federal appeals court ruled the Pledge Of Allegiance unconstitutional because of the words “under God.” I think that this interpretation of church versus state is ludicrously stringent and agree with the government’s view that “the religious content of ‘one nation under God’ is minimal.” The phrase does not explicitly endorse, affirm, or impose any particular religion, or a religion at all, for that matter. Of course, I can see knee-jerk ACLU types saying that this is tantamount to forced school prayer, but I obviously strongly disagree.
The Washington Post also has an article on this travesty, with this quote from Judge Alfred T. Goodwin: “A profession that we are a nation ‘under God’ is identical, for Establishment Clause purposes, to a profession that we are a nation ‘under Jesus,’ a nation ‘under Vishnu,’ a nation ‘under Zeus,’ or a nation ‘under no god,’ because none of these professions can be neutral with respect to religion.” Again, I disagree. “Under God” does not explicitly imply any particular deity, or could in turn imply the lack of a deity, to admittedly stretch a metaphor somewhat.
I’m usually pretty moderate in my political views, leaning left and right at will, but I feel the need to rail against this radically liberal bullshit. If they’re that offended by the phrase in the Pledge of Allegiance then what of the song “God Bless America,” the later verses of the “Star Spangled Banner,” and all of our money (“In God We Trust”)?! In any case, the implications for this will obviously be great, and I look forward to a speedy Supreme Court reaffirmation.
You know that summer TV sucks when “The Price Is Right” has the best ratings for a non-rerun entertainment show. At least I can catch up on my movie watching, and thankfully I have almost a full season of “Scrubs” to catch up on after watching “24” during the regular season.
The WHO (World Health Organization) is investigating whether potato chips and french fries cause cancer. Apparently, a study found that high levels of acrylamide, which is present in some starch-based foods, were carcinogenic in mice. I saw a news story last night that said that the levels would have to be very high to affect humans, but wouldn’t it figure if this was true? Next they’ll be telling me that pizza dough causes brain tumors…
Update: A FoxNews story reveals that the cancer scare is a bit premature, as a human would have to eat 35,000 potato chips (about 62.5 pounds) per day for life to receive the same dose of acrylamides as the lab animals did. Whew! Good thing I only eat half that much fried potato product per day…
Men Without Hats is looking for “talent” for upcoming live shows. So how cool would it be to do the “Safety Dance” on stage with the band? OK, not very, but “Pop Goes The World” just rocks! Just for you, Matt…
Here’s a nice picture of Cal Ripken with W acting his typical presidential self. Which is to say that he looks like the simpering idiot that he is.
Your Guide to Spotting the North American Rock Critic is a funny article elucidating the finer points of rock critic stereotyping.
Selenographia is a beautiful and informative site exploring the geography, folklore, and exploration of the moon. One of the best features is a high-resolution map of the entire Moon’s surface. I can see the rabbit!
(Just for you Mike, if you’re reading this)