Friday, December 16, 2011

Random

If popes represent God here on Earth, and God is eternal, then why aren't popes eternal? Why do they die? Oh, yes, they're human. And since they're human, what makes them so special? Because a bunch of guys in weird-looking hats decided that that person should be the top dog? What if someone else had been chosen? Does it turn out that the loser never really was pope material to begin with? Or does papal headwear confer extraordinary capabilities? Apparently the papal hat rack contains an array of items, and the logical conclusion has to be that these hats bestow magic, like some sort of voodoo. Like Frosty the Snowman's hat.

There must have been some magic
In that old pope hat he found, 
For when he put it on his head, 
He began to dance around....(dancing pope here)
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Can anyone seriously consider voting for a Newt or a Mitt? If anybody wanted to introduce me to a guy from Georgia named Newt, I'd be inclined to run the other way. His name is Newton, and he fancies himself a thinker along the lines of Isaac Newton. But a newt is, like, an amphibian, scurrying around the ground and stuff. Oh.
Mitt's name apparently is Willard. I seem to recall a movie by that name, in which the protagonist interacted with a colony of rats. Nevermind. Anyway, Romney's first name is Willard. According to Wiki, he decided in kindergarten that he didn't want to be called Billy anymore, so he started going by Mitt. Hmm, I don't know. He thinks "Mitt" is better than "Bill" or "Will" or something like that, and he's a Mormon.   

Herman is a name I can get down with. Problem is, Herman apparently was getting down with a bunch of the ladies. I'm not sure how he burnished his foreign-policy credentials, since he was a pizza guy. Maybe, though, he can embark on a new career as a porn star. For the first script, I suggest he show up at some lady's door ostensibly delivering a pizza and, you know, she immediately wants to fuck him. Happens all the time. I'm thinking of going into pizza delivery. What if Herman had become president? Perhaps Veronica Hamel could have been his running mate, and whenever he came into the room, she could have said, "Hello, Pizza Man," just like she did to Daniel J. Travanti on "Hill Street Blues."
 And Ron Paul has two first names, which is kind of strange.
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Homeless people populate the streets of New York. In cold weather, passersby can spot them hanging around the train station, usually because they're asleep on the floor or wearing a sign that asks for money. A shopping cart also can be a dead giveaway, filled with possessions or Mountain Dew cans. I don't know what aluminum fetches these days, but I imagine trying to make a living that way poses challenges.
I often give money to panhandlers, which I guess a certain slice of the population would say encourages them to keep at it instead of getting a job. But I can't give money to the same people every day. So I have a proposal: Give them some money, Mayor Bloomberg. You're a public servant. You got elected to help solve these kinds of problems. 
Homeless people in New York City number somewhere just north of 40,000, according to a New York Times article from March 2010. Forbes says Bloomberg is worth $19.5 billion. By my math, rounding Bloomberg's wealth down to $19 billion, he could give 40,000 homeless people $475,000 each. And he would have $500 million left over. For $10 billion, each of those 40,000 could get $250,000.
Ok, so if you don't want to give them the money, create the jobs. Yeah, I know Bloomberg the company employs thousands, but what about these poor sops? Not everyone is qualified to work at Bloomberg the company. You're the 1%, Mr. Mayor, and you can't be taxed more, so say those who control the House, so create the jobs.
In a similar vein, Paul Allen, the guy who co-founded Microsoft, this week announced plans for a new commercial spaceship, the Associated Press reported. Allen's spaceship apparently will carry private passengers into space. Amazon.com's Jeff Bezos is building a rival spacecraft intended to carry astronauts. Why don't these guys cut the shit and feed people? Maybe they already do, I don't know, but feed more people. You have so much money that the best you can do is try to build a spaceship? Maybe you can launch the homeless people into space if you're successful. That would clean up the streets and train stations.
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I just started paying attention to Amy Winehouse. I knew she was a singer with substance-abuse problems who died, but I never listened to her music. Then I heard Tony Bennett say how much of a tragedy her death was and how talented she was. He put her up with there with some people considered to be among the greatest female singers. The chick was, in fact, great. Too bad she was so fucked up that she drank herself to death, but, hey, I can relate.

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