Nazi-Sympathizing Latsis Clan Spurns Paris!

Haha.... my favorite waste of space and yours, Paris Hilton, has apparently been jettisoned from the Nazi collaborating Greek billionaire family!

From The Week, 5 August 2005:

"Just a few weeks after Paris Hilton, 24, and Paris Latsis, 22, announced their engagement, the wedding has been called off. The couple flew to Greece* in early July for a month's vacation [from what, exactly?!?], but Hilton left in a huff after two weeks. 'She's gone,' Latsis' father, Gregory Kasidokasotas, tells Star. 'They had a tiff and she flew out.' Friends say that Hilton's eagerness to marry and her obsession with wedding plans doomed the engagement. 'My son is much too young to marry,' said Kasidokostas. 'His studies come first.'"

Poor Kathy Hilton*! Now she won't be back in the jet-set, as she had had hoped!

Now, if only Americans would reject Paris, too.......

[*See previous posts on Kathy Hilton and Paris' Greek drama.]


Disorder in the Court!

Sorry! This isn't about the Supreme Court...
These are from a book called Disorder in the American Courts, and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place.

Q: Are you sexually active?
A: No, I just lie there.
Q: What is your date of birth?
A: July 15.
Q: What year?
A: Every year.
Q: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
A: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
Q: This condition you have... does it affect your memory at all?
A: Yes.
Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
A: I forget.
Q: You forget? Can you give us an example of something that you've forgotten?
Q: How old is your son, the one living with you?
A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which.
Q: How long has he lived with you?
A: Forty-five years.
Q: What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke up that morning?
A: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"
Q: And why did that upset you?
A: My name is Susan.
Q: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in voodoo or the occult?
A: We both do.
Q: Voodoo?
A: We do.
Q: You do?
A: Yes, voodoo.
Q: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
A: Did you actually pass the bar exam?
Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?
Q: Were you present when your picture was taken?
Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?
A: Yes.
Q: And what were you doing at that time?
Q: She had three children, right?
A: Yes.
Q: How many were boys?
A: None.
Q: Were there any girls?
Q: How was your first marriage terminated?
A:! By death.
Q: And by whose death was it terminated?
Q: Can you describe the individual?
A: He was about medium height and had a beard.
Q: Was this a male, or a female?
Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?
A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.
Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people?
A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
Q: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to?
A: Oral.
Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time?
A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy.
Q: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?
____ __________________________________
Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for blood pressure?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for breathing?!
A: No.
Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?
A: No.
Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
Q: But could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
A: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law somewhere.


They Are So Afraid

I am not a religious person, but I do believe that religion — and in this case I will confine my remarks to Christianity, the religion I have the most experience with — can bring peace and comfort to many people. There is a good example of this from the life of my own family: in 1954, my grandfather Lyle Estell died of a heart attack on the night of January 15th, only hours before my mother's seventh birthday. My grandmother, Esther, suddenly found herself a widow with three young children after only ten years of marriage.

A doctor lived across the street, and after summoning the ambulance, he gave my grandmother a bottle of sedatives. (He was later arrested for selling fraudulent prescriptions.) She has told me that she wanted to take those pills that horrid night. More than anything, she wanted to fall asleep and forget. She went into the bathroom, locked the door, and fell to her knees and cried out: "God, you got me into this, you have to help me get out!"

And she flushed the pills down the toilet.

Whether it was "God" that kept her from seeking solace in medication, or simply her faith in a "God," is irrelevant. Whatever it was, it kept her focused on raising three children in the best way she could.

The problem becomes, in my mind, when people who find comfort and peace in religion begin to feel that their religion is appropriate for every American, and an appropriate governing philsophy for the United States America, in conjuction with — or as a replacement for — the United States Constitution and civil law.

I listen to men and women, in real life and on television, who sound so sure of their convictions, and so sure of what "God" wants, and so sure that they have all the answers to every problem. Those answers are found in the Bible, a five-thousand year old book that has undergone countless revisions and translations and edits. In addition, of course, the Catholic Church suppressed several gospels that conflicted with Church doctrine.

Why do these people — who I believe are trying to put us on a path toward Theocracy — depend so greatly on a work with such a checkered history?

Because they are desperately afraid. They are desperately afraid of a life without instructions and guidelines and rules handed down by a higher power. The Bible provides an intellectually lazy safety-net for some of these people, so that they don't have to confront the difficulties of modern life. Life is much easier when you know everything. I should know — I was sixteen years old once.

They are afraid of change, of difference, of the murky world of Constitutional law where interpretations can change with the times.

Once, Biblical law was used to keep African Americans in slavery. As we all know, the Bible supports lots of behavior that we know find abhorrent, or attacks behavior that has become more acceptable in today's modern life.

What I do in my life is my business. What you do in yours is your business. I will deal with God myself when my times comes, I don't need you to tell me how to live. I hope your religion brings you comfort, but get off my back. I am going to fight to keep the US of A a civil and Constitutional society, and not a theocracy as many might have it.

There's my line in the sand.


A Letter to the Terrorists, from London

This is a wonderful letter from The London News Review. And notice that I wrote "terrorists," and not "bombers," or "insurgents," or any other politically-correct nonsense fed to us by our rediculous news services:

A Letter To The Terrorists, From London
July 07, 2005

What the fuck do you think you're doing?
This is London. We've dealt with your sort before. You don't try and pull this on us.

Do you have any idea how many times our city has been attacked? Whatever you're trying to do, it's not going to work.

All you've done is end some of our lives, and ruin some more. How is that going to help you? You don't get rewarded for this kind of crap.

And if, as your MO indicates, you're an al-Qaeda group, then you're out of your tiny minds.

Because if this is a message to Tony Blair, we've got news for you. We don't much like our government ourselves, or what they do in our name. But, listen very clearly. We'll deal with that ourselves. We're London, and we've got our own way of doing things, and it doesn't involve tossing bombs around where innocent people are going about their lives.

And that's because we're better than you. Everyone is better than you. Our city works. We rather like it. And we're going to go about our lives. We're going to take care of the lives you ruined. And then we're going to work. And we're going down the pub.

So you can pack up your bombs, put them in your arseholes, and get the fuck out of our city.

This is precisely the kind of attitude we all need to have, I think. You can't negotiate with these savages, so we must stay strong and united in the face of their evil (yes, I dared write evil! Take that Reuters and the AP!)


The Latsis Clan Were Nazi Collaborators!!

Once again, from the excellent site RadarOnline.Com:

Daily Dirt: Paris’s Nazi

• Paris Hilton’s racial epithets don’t seem so surprising now that she’s about to wed the offspring of a Nazi collaborator. Paris Latsis’ grandfather was tied to the German party and stood trial for profiting from his relationship. Even the upper echelon of Brit society doesn’t socialize with the Latsis clan.

You can read the full(er) story at MSNBC.com in their Gossip section.

An Interesting News Site: AlterNet

I stumbled upon an interesting newsite today, AlterNet. I haven't read through the whole site yet, but it seems to have some well-thought out commentary and news items. As Molly Ivens is one featured columnist, you can probably guess at its political leanings. Enjoy!


The British (?) Savages!

All young, all "British." Disgusting and sad.

Paris Strikes Out in London and Greece

From a great online (and print) magazine, Radar Online:

Paris to Greece (With a Lay Over In London)

Is it possible that Paris Hilton’s certain je ne sais quoi doesn’t translate overseas? We hear that while partying with her fiancĂ© Paris Latsis a few days ago at swank London nightspot Boujis (which touts itself as a club where “rules are broken”), the PDA-loving couple performed what appeared to be an impromptu sex show in their banquette. True to form, the stoic Brits didn’t bat an eye. “She had her skirt hiked up and was grinding back-and forth on his lap. It was so obvious they wanted people to watch, but not many people were paying attention,” says one eyewitness. “There’s a million other girls like her in London—trashy girls with money who love to screw, like Tamara Beckwith. Paris isn’t British, she’s not a royal, and she has no class. Basically, no one cares about her here.”

Meanwhile, we hear Hilton’s trip to Greece in late June to meet her billionaire future in-laws didn’t go over so well, either. “Paris thought she was going to sweep into town like a new Jackie O,” our source says. “But she’s such an idiot, she doesn’t realize that the Greeks hated Jackie.” Paris complained to pals that Latsis’s relatives were “cold and aloof,” asking her questions about subjects that “no one my age would ever talk about. Stuff like art and books and stuff.”

After her action-packed trip to England (where the couple attended a Live8 concert) Hilton is now returning to Greece to again try and charm the Latsis family—particularly her fiancĂ©’s uncle, Spiro. As the clan’s intellectual patriarch and money-man, he employs his PhD from the London School of Economics to manage the family’s fortune—making him “the last one you’d want to piss off,” Paris told another source. To help soften up the 58-year-old tycoon, Hilton is bringing back-up in the form of nip-slipping party gal, Tara Reid. If that’s not the premise for the best sex comedy of 2005, we’d like to know what is. Hilton’s publicist, Caroline Bubnis, was unable to comment about her client’s nightclub performance by press time, but assured Radar that Hilton “gets along with the Latsis family just fine.”


This Is Freaky and Fun

I don't know what this is supposed to accomplish, but it is mesmerizing!

You can use your mouse to control the figure.... Enjoy!


The Worst Woman In the World

A family friend secretly terrorized a young girl for 18 months! Insane!


A Clash of Civilizations

Richard Nixon went to China in 1972 because he believed that a great culture clash was coming, between East and West. He believed that the West would lose such a clash, and so took steps to avoid such a defeat. Nixon was one of the great presidents of the 20th Century, and the fact that he was driven out of office over something so stupid as "Watergate" is a real tragedy.

Nixon was right to reach out to the Chinese, even though that ancient nation still suffers under the boot of a Communist dictatorship. But, honestly, who cares anymore? Bring the Communists back, I say! At least you could negotiate with those monsters.

How do you negotiate with people who happily strap on a bomb-vest and walk into a subway station? Or onto a bus? Or, eventually, a shopping mall? You can't negotiate with these people. They are savage creatures.

The people of the Middle East had better stop blaming "the West" for everything wrong in their society. Yes, European powers made a mess of things there, but that was before the 2nd World War. Generations ago. Take some f***ing responsibility for the mess you've made in the last 80 years. The people of the middle East lurch from autocratic monarchies to autocratic theocracies. That's not our fault! If you want to live in the 8th Century, go ahead. But leave us alone!

Shut the f*** up and fix your problems yourselves.

The British Remain Defiant in the Face of Terrorism

The Savages Strike Again

Once again, savage elements of the radical Islamic movement have struck at the west, this time in London.


Create Your Own South Park Character!

This is really neat!

O! Brave New World!

Ever since I saw "Star Wars" in 1977, I have wanted two things: my own lightsaber (a real one, not the 1970s "flashlight-with-a-colored-plastic-tube attached" that I got for Christmas one year) and my own robot friend -- R2D2, mostly. Now, our Japanese friends at Honda are close to helping me get at least one thing I want! Asimo seems really incredible ... I hope they get him to talk soon, too!

Happy Fourth of July!

I spent the evening at the Andover fireworks last night with my brother Ryan, sister-in-law Amy, and their oldest child, Timothy. We had spectacular seats along the high school playing fields fence, and the fireworks exploded just overhead. These were Timmy's first ever fireworks, so he was a little scared at first, until I suggested that he cover his ears!

Let's remember all of our men and women in uniform this 4th of July, and let's keep our fingers crossed that they will all be home as soon as possible!