
H/t DC at the Stellar Parthenon BBS.

H/t DC at the Stellar Parthenon BBS.
I’m sure there are a lot of “good cops.” The people I knew from high school who became local cops were bullies and assholes in high school. Maybe they became good cops, too. None of us were exactly perfect in high school. That they were assholes then doesn’t mean they stayed assholes. Still, the high school asshole to cop career trajectory was telling.
To the degree that I recall what lines of work that my high school classmates went into, I concur on this observation.
Not sure how to fix the fact that police work tends to attract bullies, though.
Seen on Facebook
You decide to look something up, in my case it was the, R-60 missile, and suddenly you realize that it is more than an hour later, and you are looking at a page about the spice trade of the 1700’s, you ask yourself, “Well…How did I get here?”
I’ve been taking the Metro to work for over two months now, and it’s official: I cannot tell the difference between a crazy guy on the train who hears voices and someone having a conversation with a Bluetooth ear piece.
I just saw a guy drive by in a bright yellow Lamborghini convertible.
My first thought was, “Why, after spending something near half a million dollars on a car, would you paint it the same color as a taxicab?”
It can be annoying to have an ear worm, (a song that you cannot get out of your head) even when you like the song.
When the song in question is Peaches’ F&$@ the Pain Away, and you have to be sure that you are not absent mindedly singing the lyrics at work, it gets positively aggravating.

What the f%$# is wrong with us?
If I had a penny for every time I said, “I shouldn’t have eaten that,” to myself, I would own an Island in the Caribbean.
Last night, I watched the Dr. Who episode The Waters of Mars, the episode in which astronauts are infected by evil water that they use on the crops that they are growing.
Today, on Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me, they were discussing the fact that the astronauts on the space station had just grown crops on the station, and had a salad made from the greens.
I found this somewhat unsettling.
Watching the Presidential campaign, I have come to the conclusion that Jeb Bush is the stupid Bush brother, not GW.
I am as stunned as you are about this.
When you have an ear worm, a song that you cannot get out of your head, sleep can be difficult.
When the song is Happy Jack by The Who, sleep is f@$&ing impossible.

Best take on Schrodinger’s cat ever.
Dylann Storm Roof is a 21 Year Old High School Dropout, he was born on April 3, 1994.
Zimbabwe replaced the apartheid Rhodesia in 1980.
In South Africa, the first elections with universal suffrage were held on April 27, 1994, ending the last vestiges of apartheid, and making the ANC the governing party in South Africa.
How does a 9th grade dropout know about this?
And yet there is the photo of Dylann Storm Roof, a 9th grade dropout who was less than a month old when Nelson Mandela became President of South Africa, wearing the flags of apartheid South Africa and Rhodesia on his jacket.
My guess is that he would not be able to find Rhodesia on a map.
Hell, it’s likely that he couldn’t find Europe on a map.
But he knows about apartheid South Africa and Rhodesia well enough to have their flags on his jacket in a sort of perverted “lost cause” homage to their systems of racism and brutality.
People taught him this. Like minded people.
Lone gunman, my ass.
I was talking with my wife, and she asked how many people were running for the Republican Presidential nomination, so we went to the Wiki, and we came up with a count, 16, possibly as many as 19. (List with status key after the break)
She then asked how many Democrats are running, and I said 3, Clinton, Sanders, and O’Malley.
She jokingly suggested that I change parties to Republican, because I had more charges, and I replied, “Nope. I want to vote against Hillary Clinton. ……… No, that’s not actually true. I want to vote for Bernie Sanders.”
And then it hit me: I actually want to vote for Bernie Sanders.
This is the first time that I’ve actually wanted to vote for a Presidential candidate in at least a dozen years.
It’s a strange feeling. ……… It’s a good feeling, but it’s a strange feeling.
* = Officially running
† = To make it official shortly.
‡ = Formed a PAC or a 529, so basically running, if not for President, then for Veep.
€ = Made noises, but nothing official.

Christopher Lee was what Chuck Norris wishes he was.