Odds and Ends (Dirty Ones)

Fatherhood
Well, it is my fifth day of fatherhood and I couldn't possibly be enjoying this more than I am. Little Luci (Lucia) spends most of her time sleeping with the occasional hyper-active phase where she flails about and makes faces and looks around at the world with the most charmingly fascinated expression. Already she's gaining a lot of strength and can move her head around or almost flip onto her side.

I have to say, I now pity anyone who doesn't want to have kids but appreciate that they don't. If you aren't the type of person who wants them, please don't have them. If you don't love taking care of them, it might start to feel like work.

Politics
Well, looks like Fred is done which sucks but Huck probably is too which is great. Rudi is toast as well as he trails in not only Florida but also New York!!!

So who would I rather have between McCain or Romney? Whoever would win the general election. Attack my lack of principals if you will but both of them will be infinitely better for our economy, security and freedom (McCain dips a bit here...) than their Democratic alternatives.

Nuclear Explosions
Umm... Yeah. I love explosions. The problem is that new, interesting pictures of nuclear explosions are hard to come by. I'm thinking I'll have to get a bit creative on this.

Profanity
Fuck.

Moron Pundit's 100th Postravaganza!

I defy you to contain your Moron-Mania! In addition to a least 500 words of rambling incoherence, we've got a new Null Pointer™ 'comic' and at least one two three pictures videos actual nuclear explosions!

We've got 'em tall, colorful and skinny:

Supermodel Nuclear Explosion says: "I'm on a water-vapor diet..."
We've got 'em short, fat and retro:

Fat Trucker Nuclear Explosion Says: "Mmm.... mothballed navy ships...got any gravy for these?"

Hell, we've got 'em by the dozen:

I sure hope all these explosions distract you from the complete lack of talent and original content.
When I started this blog all those days ago, I had a dream; to pollute the airwaves with flagrant profanity and pointless images of explosions. I think we can all agree that I have achieved my fucking goal. I also intended to write many more rants along the way but school and work have collaborated to extract from me any creativity or free time leaving me an empty husk of a moron. Fortunately for you, school ends on December 17th and I'll really be able to start pumping out the sewage.

In all seriousness, I've been lucky to have made some friends early on including Dan Collins, Chaika, Nicholas Packwood and the boys at Boots and Sabers. I look forward to eventually producing content that rates the interest I've already generated. New Null Pointer coming later today.

Update: Contain your excitement! Its Null Pointer #2:

Fuck You, Hippies!

A true American hero died yesterday. His name was Paul Tibbets and he piloted the Enola Gay (named after his mother), the B-29 that dropped the first atomic bomb on Japan.

His weapon test officer, Morris Jeppson, had this to say:

"It did in fact end the war," Jeppson said. "Ending the war saved a lot of U.S. armed forces and Japanese civilians and military. History has shown there was no need to criticize him."

Indeed, the number of lives saved would have to be counted into the millions. Even John Glenn agrees:

Former U.S. Sen. John Glenn, a former Marine fighter pilot, said people who criticized Tibbets for piloting the plane that dropped the bomb failed to recognize that an allied invasion of Japan, which the bomb helped avert, would have resulted in the deaths of several million people.

"It wasn't his decision. It was a presidential decision, and he was an officer that carried out his duty," Glenn said. "It's a horrible weapon, but war is pretty horrible too."

See, it was a good thing! Too bad there are stupid, stupid hippies that disagree:

"What Mr. Tibbits did should never be forgiven," said Takashi Mukai, whose mother, a nurse, suffered lifelong effects of radiation as she treated bombing victims. "His actions led to the indiscriminate killing of so many, from the elderly to young children.

Fuck you, hippie! In the ass! You're just lucky he did drop that bomb or you most likely would never have existed! If the island hopping campaign was any indication, there wouldn't have been a lot of Japanese people left after an invasion; adult or child. Put down the bong and put on the ball gag.

Now, how tightly did this guy have his head on? This tightly:

Paul Tibbets, who piloted the B-29 bomber Enola Gay that dropped the atomic bomb on Hiroshima, died Thursday, leaving behind wishes that he be cremated because he believed a burial site would only give his detractors a place to protest.

As any true American, he hated hippies and their smelly protests. We salute you!

I could have done one better though. He should have been buried on some remote, deserted Pacific atoll.... say... Bikini Atoll. Yeah, that's the ticket. Then when all those hippies show up... WHAM!

Who are we kidding, I couldn't resist...
Rest in peace, General Tibbits.

Norks and Mullahs

If you're like me, sometimes you get nervous that those commie Norks or those hajji Persians are going to get froggy and blow some shit up. Hell, even the Ivans are getting a little jumpy of late. All I can say is, don't worry. Just love it.

Love the bomb.