Justice is served. Dessert, anyone?

It's confetti time in hell.

And frankly, I loved the Fark.com headline. "Saddam Hussein officially starts his homosexual relationship with Satan"

I know. I'm a terrible person. I should be praying for the repose of his soul right now, and instead I'm envisioning the poor fella arriving in hell, disoriented, disappointed, and wondering where his virgins went. Or perhaps since he wasn't really a "religious" man, maybe his soul just crumbled like dust and he got no afterlife at all...

I wonder which would be worse?

A Woman After My Own Heart

Have y'all read this yet?

One of the dispossessed in the whole Kelo Vs New London fiasco has sent the most thoughtful sort of holiday greeting to those who forced her out of her home (and helped destroy personal property rights in the US.) Apparently the supreme court have yet to recieve their cards, but I do hope she sends them as well. Stevens, Kennedy, Souter, Ginsburg, and Breyer should all choke on their Christmas pudding thinking of what they have done to those poor people, and to the rest of us in time.

You know, with the war, and the usual media scandal du jour, it's easy to lose sight of the bigger picture. But as time goes on, I think we will come to see that Kelo Vs New London was the first step along a disastrous road for our country. I think the judges' statements on the decision will be regarded as perhaps the most wrongheaded bits of legislative fiction in more than a century; the decision itself the equivalent of Dred Scott in warped reasoning, (if Roe V Wade itself doesn't take that dubious honour.)

At any rate, a Merry Christmas to those who fought so hard in a futile attempt to save their homes. And Lord forgive me for hoping that curse carries at least a little weight, and some karma for the guilty.

At least ONE fella in Hollyweird gets it...

Wow. I feel all weird now. Because at this moment? I'm finding Danny Bonaduce incredibly hot. Having a reasonable amount of sense, the ability to speak coherently, and the balls to put a moonbat in his place, is just downright sexy! Thanks to the Jawa Report for bringing this gem to our attention.

Enviro-wackiness Continues to Ensue...

Sigh. Take a moment to remember what "Everybody knows." Not too long ago, everybody knew that bad air caused malaria. Everybody knew that you could determine a person's criminality by the bumps on their head. Everybody knew that regular bathing would kill you. Everybody knew that the world was flat. Everybody knew that the brain existed to cool the blood. Everybody knew that demonic possession made you sick, and your neighbour could curse your cow and make it die.

So right now everybody knows that the planet is succumbing to something called Global Warming.

In a hundred years, what will everybody know?

Hot Priests??? Huh?

Okay. For the record? I have no problem with pretty priests. In fact? I'd probably enjoy mass a little more with a handsome young priest to look at. Purely aesthetics, right? Just as I enjoy beautiful cathedrals and beautiful music, I can see myself definitely appreciating a beautiful priest.

But Blogger AtHomeInRome had such an interesting link up I felt I had to discuss it over here. Because somebody has decided that hot priests, in Priest-of-the-month-format, is the next big thing in calendars.

ooh, boy. I'm not at all sure what I think about this. It seems... unseemly. And yet? I sort of want to look at the rest of the pictures.