The Random Yak

Sheik Obama Acts Like a Muslim

Filed under: Just Yaks — Maniyak @ 11:51 am on March 16, 2014

I do not know whether President Barack Obama is a closet Muslim, but anyone can see that he governs like one. Muslims believe in and practice extremely strong centralized government with dictatorial powers in the King, Sheik, Emir or other Chief Executive. Laws are made to control the masses, in their judgment, but the elite leadership live above the laws (even above their sacred sharia) and do as they please. Clearly it is an embarrassment to Barack Obama that he is a mere “President,” that is, the leader of a collegial body of elected officials overseeing a self-governing people, under their Constitution. Obama ignores and disrespects the Constitution, and leads his officials to act likewise, because he believes that he is above the law. His personal ideology and idiosyncrasies, expressed through his “pen and cell phone”  in the form of executive orders (many of which are illegal and unconstitutional) , are, to him, the real sources of law. What he learned teaching constitutional law is that the President can act above the law with impunity. The courts will protect him from lawsuits, and the Democrats will never let him be impreached, so he bypasses and stonewalls Congress — that is, the legislators actually elected by the people to make the laws — and praises himself for being pro-active. “Tyrant” sounds so crude (but, Barack thinks, “Actually, I like the word; it’s so me”).  The only remedy is to prosecute him once he is out of office, which will feel good but will not correct the damage he has done to the rule of law and the respect for American government, here and abroad.

As for being an actual Muslim, who knows. Islam mandates the practice of deception among non-believers, non-Muslims. It the doctrine of taqiya. So, if Barack Obama is a true Muslim, the clearest evidence would be that he would deny it and claim to be a Christian, which is what he says. That’s what happens when Islam makes deception a virtue; no one can believe anything anyone says. The polls show that the American public does not believe what Barack Obama says, so should we infer from that perception that he is a good, deceptive Muslim, or just an ordinary lying, self-aggrandizing public official?

Parenting, Fails

Filed under: Just Yaks — Maniyak @ 9:35 am on March 13, 2014

You heard about Rachel Canning, the New Jersey 18-year-old (read, legal “adult”) who is suing her parents to continue to pay child support to her so that she can maintain her adolescent lifestyle in college, at her parents’ expense? She’s moved back home to live in closer codependency with the dad and mom she has publicly maligned in her lawsuit, which she is still prosecuting. Rachel has demonstrated, however, that she is qualified for one gig, posing as the poster child for birth control. The news stories call her an “Honor Student,” but that manifestly does not include “Honor your father and mother” (Bible, Exodus 20.12). Parenting fail.

Rachel’s story reminded me of a recent report I heard on National Public Radio (if I recall correctly) of another young woman, whose parents agreed to pay for her college tuition, room and board if she would major in some field that would qualify her for a good-paying job after graduation, like computer programming. The story was that she decided that she did not want to study computer programming and so told her parents that she would borrow the money for college so that she could study something else. Maybe it wasn’t as vacuous and nonremunerative as art history, but something like that. The slant of the story was to praise her for doing what she believed to be right for her, despite her parents’ direction, and to report approvingly that her parents, seeing her courage and commitment, agreed to pay for her college anyway, with the major of her choice. My take was different. Her parents were not persuaded that she had developed insight and a positive sense of personal direction for her life. No, they realized with painful regret that they had failed to instill in her an understanding of the necessity to prepare for real life with real earning skills for a successful career, and they caved. They agreed to pay for her college education despite the fact that they knew that they would be paying for her for the rest of their lives,  but if they refused to pay for college for her they would fracture their relationship with her (and their potential grandchildren) forever. Parenting fail.

Off Kilter in Canada

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 1:41 pm on May 24, 2010

A Canadian teen who wanted to wear a kilt to his High School graduation ceremony found himself a bit off-kilter after the school principal rejected his proposed attire.

Hamish Jacobs’ family emigrated to Canada from Scotland in 1965.  In recognition of his Scottish roots, he planned to borrow an uncle’s kilt and wear the family tartan to his High School graduation.  The apparently polite and obedient Jacobs asked the school Principal’s permission to wear the kilt, but was denied.

According to the linked story, Jacobs had a genuine desire to wear the kilt (which, incidentally, is still appropriate male attire at formal functions in parts of Scotland) to honor his ancestry and upbringing – which, apparently, had a substantial Scottish influence.  His family was proud of the decision.  The school was not.

I can understand a school implementing a dress code for graduation, and forbidding students to wear clothing that would disrupt what should be a solemn and important day.  That said, if the school isn’t requiring a uniform (and if it was, nothing in the article said so) and refused solely because the kilt isn’t pants (which I suspect) then the Principal called this one incorrectly.  If students are permitted to select their own graduation attire, they should be allowed to make choices which (within appropriate bounds) reflect their heritage and their personalities.

Yes, this may require a little more supervision on the part of adults-in-charge, but if the school doesn’t want to take the time, there’s always the good old cap and gown (which I suspect has reached such favor in the United States partly because it does eliminate the dress issue altogether) or a similar uniform requirement.

Don’t even try to tell me that allowing a kilt would “require” the district to grant every special request, either.  This isn’t even close to “allowing boys to wear dresses” for reasons too numerous to mention.  In the end, it boils down to “do you have a legitimate reason to ask to wear this item of clothing, which for the record is accepted male dress in your family’s country of origin” – and in Jacobs’ case, the answer is yes.  I wouldn’t expect the school to forbid a Sikh to leave his turban home or a Muslim girl to uncover her head.  Yes, the difference there is religion, and not just culture or heritage, but if a student wants to memorialize an important day with a reasonably pertinent nod to the parents who got him (or her) to graduation day, I say let them do it.

Besides … he ate haggis, for crying out loud.  The boy deserves some recognition.

Put Down the Candy Bar and Step Away Slowly.

Filed under: Just Yaks,Yak Rants — Random Yak @ 1:47 pm on May 3, 2010

(On a tip of the horns to Slashfood:)

Legislators in Louisiana have rejected a pair of proposed bills that would have regulated “healthy” versus “unhealthy” foods and banned Louisiana residents participating in state food stamp-type programs (the Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program) from using state assistance funds to purchase “unhealthy” foods.

Thank you, Louisiana, for taking an important stand on individual freedom and against the nanny-state ideology.

I understand that people don’t always make good choices about what to put in their bodies.  Or on their bodies.  Or around their bodies.  In fact, people make astonishingly poor choices every day, in such large numbers that it’s something of a miracle the human race hasn’t humiliated and eaten itself into oblivion. That said, one of the fundamental notions upon which the United States was founded was the idea that each person has the right to eat, sleep, think and work as he or she sees fit (with reasonable exceptions necessary to maintain public order and prevent literal suicidal/homicidal/maniacal tendencies).

In shorter words: if I want to stuff myself with M&Ms, french fries and root beer, in the comfort and privacy of my own home, that’s my right as a free, adult citizen of these United States.  If you don’t like it, shove off, skippy.

Now, I’m not saying these choices come without consequences.  If I do elect to maintain myself on nothing but sugar, peanut butter and booze, my health will probably suffer.  And yes, as the Louisiana legislator responsible for the bill pointed out, to the extent the state is responsible for my medical care, the state pays the penalty for my lack of foresight and/or common sense.

Wherein lies the real solution to the problem. (more…)

One Good Thing: Not Attacking Myself in Public.

Filed under: Frivol,Just Yaks,One Good Thing — Random Yak @ 11:25 am on April 23, 2010

(Another good thing: not losing to myself in public…)

Today’s Random Thought/One Good Thing brought to you by: the two-headed bobtail lizard of Australia.

Once again, BBC News has published the glorious truth that nothing of note goes on in the UK of a Friday.  Or anywhere else in the world, apparently.  “The Big Picture” of The World as We Know it boils down to this: sometimes the bobtail lizard has babies with two heads.  And sometimes those heads don’t like one another very much.

The twoheaded bobtail (a variety of skink – which might explain the negative attitude, since skinks are notoriously bad-tempered) was “rescued” by a reptile park (U.S. English, read “zoo-like place where animals live in captivity”) in Perth, Australia.  The heads share control of the creature’s back legs, but seem to have completely separate brains.  The larger head also seems less than fond of its conjoined twin, and has attacked it from time to time.  Probably for waking it up for bathroom visits in the middle of the night.  (I told you…no coffee after nine!) Or something.

So if today’s not going well for you, and you’re looking forward to 5:00 because nothing else seems to be going your way, take a moment and ponder the fact that you’re not a short-lived, two-headed skink attached for life to half a creature that wants to kill you just because it finds your potty habits inconvenient.  Makes the rest of it seem a little brighter, no?

Rendering Unto Caesar

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 9:59 am on April 13, 2010

As the title suggests…I’m a little preoccupied today.  It originally seemed fitting that I’d pick today to do the taxes – seeing as April 13, 2010 was the originally-scheduled Tax Freedom Day.  But as it happens, certain tax cuts (though not any I noticed impacting my life…) scooted the day up to April 9.

The good news?  You’re no longer working for Uncle Sam.  As of the 9th, you’re earning income for yourself and your family.

The bad news?  He let you keep part of it during the first three months, so you have to keep sending him part of it now.

Off to the salt mines.  I’ll let you know if I find any diamonds – but don’t hold your breath.

Updated:  Work complete!

That doesn’t necessarily mean I’ll have more to say, but at least I’ve got that task done for another year.

Friday Notes from the Weeds

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 9:36 am on April 9, 2010

It’s been a weedy week, to say the least.  Between grading midterms at the-university-where-I-thought-I-was-finished-teaching (never underestimate the power of a friendly department chair with a special request for “one more round”), a looming deadline with the Patent and Trademark Office (for the record “likelihood of confusion” during the response drafting stage isn’t the type that sinks you) and both Yak the Younger and The Random Spouse under the weather in one way or another…it’s been one of those weeks we don’t tend to talk about on the blog.  And yeah, I mention it now because in some corner of This Side of the Mountain, when the sun shines on the new grass and the wind smells sweet…my delusional self thinks it might excuse not blogging.

Not so much.

Because even with grades to shirk, deadlines to ignore and a couple of less-than-healthy family members at home, it is a beautiful day.  One of those mornings where the phrase “God’s in His Heaven and All’s Right With the World” seems absolutely and presently true.  There’s fresh coffee in the pot, a breakfast burrito on the counter, and I’m probably one ill-timed smirk from getting slapped for my unreasonable happiness.

Yeah, it’s one of those weeks too.

Funny how they can happen at the very same time, isn’t it?

FTC to Credit Sites: “All Your Base Are Belong to Us”*

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 9:42 am on April 6, 2010

As of April 2, a new FTC regulation requires websites offering “free credit report” services to display the following message:

THIS NOTICE IS REQUIRED BY LAW. Read more at FTC.GOV. You have the right to a free credit report from AnnualCreditReport.com or 877-322-8228, the ONLY authorized source under federal law.

(Note: before this morning, I didn’t even realize there was a government-approved site for obtaining free copies of my credit report.  Nor, quite frankly, did-or-do I care.)

In addition, the websites must have a clickable button link which reads “take me to the authorized source” and links  to both the FTC website and the authorized AnnualCreditReport website.

Apparently the mandatory  “We’ve been PWNED by the FTC” banner didn’t make it out of committee.  (At least not in its literal form.)

The regulation exists to help consumers separate truly free credit reports (we’re entitled to one every year, free of charge, from the official source) from those offered by companies that offer “free” reports but then charge customers for other services (most commonly credit monitoring – something we each can-and-should do on our own).  In the grand scheme of things, I actually think it’s a good idea.  If you’ve read here for more than a month, you know my position on individual responsibility – as well as big government and the nanny state.  That said, I have a healthy loathing for businesses that take advantage of the unwary and the uneducated.  Free means free – or should – and using the lure of a free credit check (not to mention the threat of identity theft and other serious dangers) to obtain the personal information of an unsuspecting individual who thinks you’re just trying to help them, only to turn around and use that information to sell them products – or even just harass them with advertising – means you rank somewhere between toe fungus and the stuff that gathers in the bottom of the garbage disposal.  (On a good day.  When I’m feeling generous.)

We won’t even start on the annoying nature of some of their TV ads – though they have earned the distinction of being the only advertisers to have earned their own Family Rule.  (Yak Household Rule #87: If a free credit ad comes on the TV, the person with the remote must immediately mute sound.  Failure to successfully mute said advertiser within 1.5 seconds results in loss of remote privileges for the remainder of the evening or until the next Custodian of the Remote fails to comply with Rule 87.)

Speaking of which: it appears the FTC is also imposing a variation of this mandatory wording on television and radio ads (effective September 1).  This I can’t wait to see.  Here’s hoping they require audio as well as visual.  Either way, it warms the cockles of my shaggy heart to think of the trouble this will cause for at least one company’s ad men.  It’s not exactly what they deserve for creating one of the worst advertising earworms known to man, but it’s a start and I’ll take it.  After all, it’s probably not strictly Constitutional to drag them through the streets behind a herd of incontinent buffalo, no matter how much I’d like to see it.

Still, it’s nice to see Big Gov’mint do something right for a change.

* For those still unclear on the concept: All your base are belong to us.

(Tip of the horns, Creditbloggers.)

In which I introduce you to my new lawn, and explain why I behaved badly this morning.

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 11:38 am on March 12, 2010

(…and yes, it IS rather a winnie-the-pooh sort of a morning.)

I have a lawn.

Wednesday afternoon, the workmen finished installing the sprinkler lines (but not the heads, wherein lies a tale…) and rolling out the new sod lawn.  A sod lawn which, even to my untrained and crabgrass-fearing mind, is nothing short of spectacular. You see, the grass is … green.  All of it. At the same time.  And it’s fuzzy and sticking up in the air, instead of lying limp and defeated as my lawns usually do.

It also has a remarkable lack of crabgrass.  (Also, somewhat regrettably, dandelions and clover, but I have no doubt the yellow-and-silver harbingers of summer will return as soon as the lawn across the street comes back to life. Most of mine come from there anyway.)

Unfortunately, what it does not have is sprinklers.

Or, more specifically, sprinkler heads.  Which means the sprinklers still don’t work.  Which means my weekend plans just went up in sprinkles…since that’s what I’ll be doing two to three times a day between now and Monday to ensure the survival of the new lawn.

Unless, of course, the sprinkler guys respond to my three telephone messages (yes, three…because if you give me multiple contact numbers and a reason to use them, you can expect me to do it) letting them know I was willing to put up with a week’s delay-for-various-causes when it came to getting the pre-sod parts of the project done, but I don’t appreciate extended delays that threaten to ruin all the work and expense that went before it.

I intend to spend a good two or three years killing this lawn, and nobody’s going to deprive me of that pleasure.

Now, I might have been just a bit more forceful than I needed to be in leaving the messages, but in my world, if you sign a detail-oriented, time-sensitive contract, you need to live up to your end of the deal.  I’ve lived up to my end, and I have the painful bank records to prove it.

I’m not to the naming-names and pointing fingers stage, primarily because the guys seem to have done really good work so far and I still anticipate giving them a very positive review when everything’s complete.  I also believe in giving people every opportunity – and plenty of rope – to hang themselves if they want to.  Sometimes people end up making something useful with it instead.   We can skip the many other good reasons not to publicly bemoan a problem still in the course of being solved, because I’m well aware of the public nature of this forum and the inability of a blogger to really withdraw anything once it’s been set free in the Googleverse.

I will not let the publish button go down on my anger.

In truth, I wish I hadn’t let the answering machine go down on it quite so quickly either – though if it saves the lawn I’m willing to take the chance.

An hour and a half has passed since the last of my calls, and the landscapers haven’t called me back yet.  I’m hoping they make some arrangements to spare me a weekend’s worth of lawn triage, though you and I both know I’ll do it if I have to.  I’m attached to the thing, you see, and willing to go to some trouble to see that it returns the favor.

Somehow I doubt I’ll hear from the landscapers any time soon, however.

Even I have to admit, my fears about my dying lawn seem much less pressing … now that it’s raining.

Notes from the Slightly-Less Weeds

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 11:04 am on March 3, 2010

Or perhaps I should say “slightly fewer.”

About three weeks ago, The Random Spouse and I made a decision.  After six years of battling the uneven, weed-infested, sprinkler-less wasteland which is The Front Lawn (and also, by chance, the registered headquarters for the local 251 Crab-and-Bermuda Grass Union as well as the launching point for their attempt to take over the northwestern United States) we decided to throw in the trowel.

Yep.  We’re replacing the lawn.  Now, technically, “we’re” not replacing it.  We’re paying for the privilege of letting someone else replace it.  Primarily because the idea of installing a functional sprinkler system on a serious lawn slope and then throwing down sod (grade is too steep for seeding without some serious risk of “slippage”) and expecting the whole thing to (a) function and (b) grow…well, it’s probably not beyond us but it’s definitely beyond what we felt like undertaking at the time.  See, PVC has this nasty tendency to come in straight lines, rather than slope-friendly curves, and – well, I know I need blogging material but let’s not be ridiculous.

So, a couple of estimates and more than a couple of dollars-committed later…we’re getting a new lawn.

I should probably add at this point that I’ve never actually replaced a lawn before.  Every other one I’ve owned has suffered the slings and arrows of my personal attention.  But over the years I’ve come to a realization:  I can grow flowers.  I can grow plants.  I can grow trees that produce massive amounts of (mostly unwanted) fruit.  I can make the roses bloom before their season and keep blooming long after the neighbors’ have whimpered their way into autumn silence.

But I can’t grow grass on the lawn.

I can grow it just fine in flower beds.  Toss a few bulbs in the ground and I guarantee the grass will sprout at once.  I’m forever digging it out of borders, and the brick staircase that leads to the front door seems determined to shelter it in every nook and cranny.  But on the lawn?  Forget it.  (My dandelions are the envy of the neighborhood, however.  At least, that’s what I read between the lines of the looks the neighbors give me.  It’s clearly jealousy.) With great effort and intense, focused concentration, I can produce a lawn that some might label “passable.”  (A+ for effort and dandelions, C- for grass…averages to a B in my book.) But the green, tufted velvet that graces The Lawn Around the Corner is beyond me.  I cannot make it happen on my own.

Which, I admit, probably contributed to the current decision.  When the landscapers finish the job, for one brief, shining moment, I Will Have A Lawn.  A nice lawn.  A green velvet carpet stretching the length and breadth of my little demesne.  With functioning sprinklers that turn on and off at my command.  (A fact most people would probably appreciate for its assistance in maintaining the lawn, but which I admit I’m more interested in for purposes relating to my ongoing experiment to see whether I can make a certain book-reading-while-dog-walking neighbor actually take notice of what’s going on around him.  As in…where *did* that water come from?)

Here’s hoping I can maintain it. I think I can, but at one point I thought I could do a lot of things I’ve since accepted as beyond me.  Still, it can’t be that difficult.  Maybe I should just pretend it’s a big flowerbed and hope the grass is equally fooled.

Good, bad, or otherwise, the workmen started yesterday (though today’s episode of “man v. crabgrass” was canceled due to a rainout) and should finish by the end of this week or the beginning of next, weather permitting and the crabgrass don’t rise.  I’ll keep you posted, but if you hear a maniacal cackling in the background sometime around next Tuesday, you can assume the installation – and the sprinklers – worked.  Don’t worry…it’s just me giving the dog-walking neighbor a reason to look up from his book.

One task, three guesses

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 12:24 pm on February 22, 2010

Today is official “Single Tasking Day.”

I have a task to do.

Three guesses what it isn’t….

(Here’s hoping you see more blogging tomorrow.)

Some Days, Irony Finds You

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 12:19 pm on February 11, 2010

A few days off from blogging (due to work and the imminent decease of a long-time pet ) and I’m sensing a theme.  It’s almost Valentine’s Day, and Irony’s in the air.

Case in point:  today is “National Shut-In Visitation Day.”

As if their lives weren’t hard enough without making them go out and visit people.  Though I guess others do care for them during the remaining 364 days of the year.  It must just be their turn to get out and make an effort.  Still, if a shut-in shows up on your doorstep this afternoon, at least be courteous enough and invite him-or-her in for tea and biscuits.  It’s the neighborly thing to do.

I Gotta Get Me One of These

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 1:58 pm on February 4, 2010
Who wouldnt want Sir Garage of Door guarding the portal?

Who wouldn't want Sir Garage of Door guarding the portal?

Seriously.

Style Your Garage” offers a variety of photo tarpaulins for covering garage doors, most of which transform the door into a nonexistent portal to some other space.  They all seem to contain some vestige of the “garage interior” image (check out the antifreeze in the lower left above) which just makes the illusion more entertaining.

I’m not sure The Random Spouse would ever actually go for this – or that it would even work on our door (we have a sectional) but I have to admit that browsing the company gallery gave me more than a couple of chuckles.  The Nativity Scene, in particular, would be entertaining at Christmas (if it were only removable…which they don’t appear to be, at least for now).

If you have a few extra minutes, head over and browse.  The time is well spent, and at £ 150 or so apiece, the price isn’t even prohibitive, if you can find one your spouse won’t send you away for putting on the garage.  As for the rest of us, we can still dream:

We only have a single-car model, so we needed the one with the folding wings...

We only have a single-car model, so we needed the one with the folding wings...

What’s not to love?

Fun With Estimated Taxes

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 2:08 pm on January 13, 2010

Those of us foolish stupid lucky enough to work for ourselves (at least until you get to know the real Managing Partner) know that this Friday has very special meaning.  It’s the day we get to send the IRS a late-Christmas or early Valentine’s Day gift.  (No ticking, please.) The IRS calls it “estimated taxes.”  (The blog’s editorial guidelines and chat filter don’t let me tell you what I call it.  I’m sure some of you can guess.)

As the law firm’s tax matters partner (aka ‘resident short-straw holder’) I’m responsible for preparation of the forms and calculation of the Numbers That Go On Them.  Sometimes this requires slightly more than basic math skills, but fortunately I manage to come up with responses that lie within the set of real numbers.  Most of the time, anyway.

In a rare fit of pique enthusiasm, I completed the final 2009 forms and decided to go ahead and download the 2010 forms in order to calculate the bad news for the year to come.  When I reached the IRS’ website, however, I discovered the news was even worse than I thought.

There is no 2010 1040-ES.

That’s right.  There is no spoon.  You can still find the 2009 forms cached in a corner of the Googleverse, and the 2010 Estate-and-Trust, Puerto Rican Resident and Resident-Alien forms are all in play.  But ask the IRS for a copy of the 2010 1040 estimated tax calculation form for individuals, and the server just stares.

I’m sorry, Yak.  I can’t do that.

But you can, I insisted, searching every permutation I could think of.  You must!  I am, after all, an individual, and theoretically self-employed.  The deadline exists, the form must too.

Oh, it does.  Don’t worry.  We just haven’t….finished…with it yet.

Which, of course, is precisely what worries me.

Now I know the Pollyannas among you will tell me not to worry.  The government doubtless delayed release of the form because they’re improving the process – making it simpler to understand.  I don’t doubt you’re right.  In fact, I think the new-and-improved 2010 estimated tax calculation form will probably look something like this:

Line 1:  How much income did you receive last year?

Line 2: Quit Lying. How much money did you actually make?

Line 3: Multiply Line 2 by 150%*           (*Because we know you’re still lying.)

Line 4:  How much income do you anticipate making this year?

Line 5:  Multiply Line 4 by 200%*    (*Because we know you lie more in a recession.)

Line 6:  Fill in the larger of Line 3 or Line 5.

Line 7:  Take the total from Line 6 and add the cost of the big-screen LED TV you’d like to purchase.

No, not that TV.  The next one up.  (The one you drooled on at the store this morning.  Yeah.  We saw you.)

Line 8: Add the total amount of your life savings to Line 7.

Line 9: Take 25% of the total from Line 8, and subtract the cost of two cans of beans and a package of store-brand frankfurters.

The amount on line 9 is your quarterly estimated tax payment.

Thank you for playing.  Please drive through.

A Good Idea By Any Other Name…

Filed under: Just Yaks — Random Yak @ 3:49 pm on January 7, 2010

While trawling the ‘net for subject matter, I stumbled across the following headline over at CNN:

“Obama Orders Changes in How Intelligence Handled”

I’ll take “Things That Fisk Themselves” for $100, Alex.

That said, let’s play.  Was the article about:

A.  The pending plan to offer special attention to intellectually curious students in public school?

B.  The pending inclusion of intelligent, well-informed persons in the Executive Branch of the United States government?

C.  The pending decision to afford intelligent ideas higher status than uninformed hypothesis and hyperbole?

D.  TSA and airport security?

If you guessed “D,” you win the cookie.

On the down side, this means none of the really pressing problems are getting sufficient attention.  On the positive side, it’s probably the only time you’ll ever hear the words “TSA,” “airport security” and “intelligence” used in the  same sentence.


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