Cancer Finally Rid of Chavez

Enjoy hell, motherfucker.

The end.

US Ambassador to Libya Killed

How’s supporting those revolutionaries working out?

Apparently, the natives are restless because someone in the US has produced an anti-Islam movie.

Ergo, they must. kill. everyone.

Including the US Ambassador to their third-world shithole.

The United States ambassador to Libya, J. Christopher Stevens, was killed in a rocket attack on the U.S. Consulate in the city of Benghazi on Tuesday, President Obama said Wednesday.

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The other three victims were American security staff, said a contractor working at the mission, who asked not to be named for security reasons.

RIP, Mr. Stevens.

Domestic Terrorism vice Workplace Violence

So the neo-Nazi piece of shit that shot up a Sikh temple this weekend has apparently committed an act of domestic terrorism.

By giving it that label, federal and local law enforcement can tap the resources of the FBI-led Joint Terrorism Task Forces, said Pat Rowan, a partner at McGuireWoods LLP, a Washington law firm, and the head of the Justice Department’s national security division under President George W. Bush. These multi-agency teams have access to past investigations and databases that may prove useful in the probe, he said.

“It’s really about the motive and not how many people were injured,” Rowan said.

Under the USA Patriot Act, domestic terrorism occurs when a person intends “to intimidate or coerce a civilian population” or “affect the conduct of a government by mass destruction, assassination or kidnapping.”

OK.

But the massacre at Fort Hood, where a fundamentalist pisslamic shitslurper shot and killed numerous service members was classified as workplace violence.

Thirteen people were killed and dozens more wounded at Fort Hood in 2009, and the number of alleged plots targeting the military has grown significantly since then. Lawmakers said there have been 33 plots against the U.S. military since Sept. 11, 2001, and 70 percent of those threats have been since mid-2009.  Major Nidal Hasan, a former Army psychiatrist, who is being held for the attacks, allegedly was inspired by radical U.S.-born cleric Anwar al-Awlaki, who was killed in a U.S. drone strike in Yemen in late September. The two men exchanged as many as 20 emails, according to U.S. officials, and Awlaki declared Hasan a hero.

Someone want to explain this one to me?

RIP Ray Bradbury

The very first book I’d ever read by Ray Bradbury was Fahrenheit 451. I was pretty young – probably 11 or so. After devouring the novel in horror, I went out and rented the movie, and then read everything I could get my hands on. The Illustrated Man… The Martian Chronicles… Dandelion Wine… Something Wicked This Way Comes… and countless other stories held me captivated for years.

In college, I had the honor of meeting Mr. Bradbury and having a conversation with him, which I detailed here. I was so impressed with how genuine, sweet, kind and charming he was! He was willing to talk to students, he took the time to answer questions, and he seemed to genuinely enjoy the conversations.

Today, I learned that Ray Bradbury – an author I have admired for three decades, has died.

Ray Bradbury, the writer whose expansive flights of fantasy and vividly rendered space-scapes have provided the world with one of the most enduring speculative blueprints for the future, has died. He was 91.

Bradbury died Tuesday night in Los Angeles, his agent Michael Congdon confirmed. His family said in a statement that he had suffered from a long illness.

RIP, Mr. Bradbury. You were a beautiful, talented, kind and generous human being.

R.I.P., Elizabeth Edwards

It seemed to go so quickly.  A few days ago Elizabeth Edwards announced that her breast cancer had spread, and that she had stopped medical treatment. Yesterday, she lost that battle at the age of 61.

This is a difficult thing to talk about, since my own mother is currently in remission from the same disease, and she’s only a couple of years older than Elizabeth Edwards was.  And while my mom had my dad, who was admittedly an absolute rock throughout the entire mastectomy, chemo and recovery ordeal, and who did absolutely everything in his power to make her comfortable, take care of her and ensure her eventual rehabilitation, Elizabeth Edwards had a cheating scumbag who used her illness as a political prop, while he fathered a fuck trophy with another woman.

However, despite all this, Elizabeth Edwards remained the epitome of grace and courage. She didn’t make her personal problems a public circus a la “John and Kate.” She merely ended it and moved on. She put politics aside when it came to talking about the disease. She put politics aside when it came to charity work. She merely did all she could to help those who weren’t as fortunate as she, and she did it without vitriol and with the ultimate decorum and elegance.

Despite her personal troubles, Elizabeth Edwards was a fighter – and a classy one at that.

My thoughts go out to her family and loved ones. She will be missed.

R.I.P.