Some Stuff You Should Read...

Here's a  few things I wanted to give y'all a heads-up about, but forgot to.

We begin with the Esteemed Mr. Mark Steyn, and his assertion that when Americans voted in a fit of mixed stupidity, fear, and psychosis in 2008, they couldn't have done a worse job in picking a President if they had all been drunk and strung out on anti-depressants on top of it all.

After all, they elected a bigger phony than one might have imagined.

Somehow, one gets the impression that Steyn really wanted to title that column "Dear America: You're So Fucking Stupid". Read it, learn the lesson, don't make the same mistake again.

Jonah Goldberg seconds this assertion in this lovely piece, only one gets the distinct impression that he would have preferred the title "You Voted for this Douchebag? Thanks a lot!" instead of the one he actually used.

Of course, our old friend Professor Hanson sums up the defects in Barack Obama, The Obama Years, The Obama Policies, and liberals (small 'l' intentional) in general. This is a MUST READ; it's a very good explanation of why Barack Obama will be quite possibly very lucky to be leaving Washington, DC on January 21st 2013 with his life.

Cool Video:

And just in case you've missed it, here's Barack Obama, the Least Interesting Man in the World.

The Big Feed...

I would like to draw your attention to a fascinating blog called The Big Feed.

Besides being visually stunning, it's also quite interesting, a wonderful read, and often as funny as a crippled Libtard. Which is quite funny, actually, if you've ever heard a crippled Libtard screaming in pain after he's fallen off his pansy-ass bicycle in a horrid explosion of granola and spandex.

Anyways, The Big Feed has been added to the blogroll, and the good folks over there have cross-linked with the Asylum, and we see this as the beginning of a mutually beneficial relationship.

So long as we don't have to sign a pre-nup.


Glad to have you aboard!

You people will read it; you people will enjoy it. If you don't, the Asylum Elves are readying their Stealth Enema Gear in preparation for a night HALO drop and a surprise commando raid on your ass. You've been warned.

Totalitarianism Comes To America...

Bearing yesterday's shocking and somewhat mystifying Supreme Court decision on ObamaCare in mind, it has become apparent that our government -- at all levels, county, state, and all three federal branches -- is atrociously out of control.

Without getting too far into the weeds on the 2,400-page (and counting) Affordable Care Act (because I'm not a lawyer, thankfully) the gist of the 6-3 decision is this:

Congress has the constitutional authority to impose any tax that it sees fit, for any reason, whatsoever, despite the fact that a) The Bill itself was passed in anything BUT a Constitutional manner, and b) the Obamatard lawyers did everything in their power to portray the costs of the Individual Mandate as anything BUT a tax. Somehow six Justices sat there and listened to months of "it's not a tax, really, and we don't want to make the argument that it is" and came to the conclusion that it was up to them to make up their own arguments in favor of calling it a tax.

A Conservative Blog? Humbug!

One of the really neat things about Blogger is that Google has provided the writer with a cool bunch of fairly basic, but often interesting, analytic tools which can be used to track certain aspects of your blogs’ audience.

One of these is the “Traffic Sources” tool that gives you some information about how people managed to find you. There is a subsection of this analytic which is called “search terms” which details how many readers were directed your way by using various search terms within their web browser. Very often, people will enter a rather vague or strange search term, for example, the ever popular “Leslie Marshall Tits”, and lo and behold! They wind up finding the Lunatic’s Asylum!

Now, I have never written about Leslie’s hooters in a real sense, except in response to the apparently mammary-obsessed idiot who keeps coming here in the hopes, one would think, of seeing an image or perhaps reading a fascinating description of Leslie’s Sweatermeat, only to leave woefully disappointed.

Dear Food Nazis, Part II...

You know, the quality of life here in New York city has suffered greatly ever since someone decided it was a good idea to listen, and to take seriously, the mental diarrhea of a class of effete snobs.

Led by our Mayor-for-as-long-as-he-can-continue-to-pay-for-the-position, or as I like to refer to him, Reichsfuhrer Bloomdouche, this class of pantybunched little bedwetters have taken what was once a vibrant and delightful city, and turned it into a sterile preserve of their own, one which is now beginning to take on the character which is a reflection of their collective souls.

It's all so Brave New World.

The city looks modern, it appears to still be hip and happenin', it still has the outward aura of being New York, the Big Apple that Toddlin' Town, but this is surface glitz; just beneath all the new smoked glass and white concrete, below the thin veneer of sophistication which still clings to New York like barnacles to a rusted hull, lay a city with a weakening pulse, it's strength and dynamism sapped by a bunch of mostly-transplanted dickheads whose biggest wish in Life is to avoid seeing, hearing, doing, or allowing to exist anything that threatens to burst their bubble of self-generated conceit, and the phony, aloof, egotistic, haughty, dominated-by-affectation lifestyle that comes with it.

Brooklyn hot dog vendor chased from neighborhood by overbearing pompous asses.

This Past Week...

Right, it's been a light week here at the Asylum, as I have had other things to do and unfortunately could not spew caustic venom as much as you would like. But some nice things did happen this week, as well.

Pop on over the Insane Asylum, where my Brother From Another Mother, Mr. Chap, has been furiously scouring the internet for only the finest, choicest morsels of everyday insanity to poke fun at. While you're there, you can check out my latest on the bizarre circumstances behind a Klansman's political endorsement of a former Black Panther. You should also read everything else on offer, because Mr.Chap and Nena Grace have a handsome baby boy to keep in diapers and strained beets, and every pageview helps!

My last offering, about Obama and George Orwell is posted this very morn at Diogenes' Middle Finger. As always, I thank Diogenes Sarcastica for allowing me another platform from which to influence the youth of America. As to whether that's a healthy thing or not, I leave it to you to decide. Quite frankly, I'm personally afraid of what might happen if your youngins were left entirely to my care and wisdom. They might grow up to be chain smoking, salty-talking curmudgeons who would rather stick hatpins in their own eyes than vote democrat (small 'd' intentional).

And you wouldn't want that, would you?

Anyhow, you can follow us at Facebook now. I have a fan page...still under construction...but I have one. The thought of fans creeps me out, but this is what one is compelled to do in this age of social networking media, so there's nothing for it. You can also follow both the Insane Asylum and Diogenes' Middle Finger blogs at Facebook, and I suggest that you do, or I might be forced to sell those revealing pictures of you and the donkey to your local newspaper, and that would be a terrible way for you wife to find out you weren't at the convention in Wichita Falls, now, isn't it?