Innsbruck Old Town
The Golden Roof in the distance. (Went through my photos from last month’s trip and saw a few that had failed to catch my eye the first time around.)
How did LaRouche’s ideas make his way to that town hall? Well, his followers are the most interesting part. They are young, usually college aged. They are articulate, and they will present LaRouche’s ideas in what seems to be an intellectually viable light. If you question them, they will become extremely angry. They will not defend their ideas with logic. Instead, they will call you ignorant. They will tell you that their ideas are the only thing in between America and certain doom. They will tell you the only way to learn their ideas is to buy a DVD. The DVD is $25.
The Onion makes me so happy sometimes.
Apple requires you to be 17 years or older to purchase a censored dictionary that omits half the words Steve Jobs uses every day.
Lou Dobbs has been saying recently that people are asking a lot of questions about the birth certificate. Yes, the same people who want to know where the sun goes at night.
Seegrube Café
Saw this guy at a small eatery halfway up a mountain near Innsbruck. He and his dog soon left to descend the mountain — on foot. I took the cable car.
Sam & Mislav
Earlier this week, Prototype Core gathered in Vienna to refine our plans for world domination. But first we went to the amusement park.
GovTrack, the site whose excellent machine‐readable data powers Filibusted, now links back to Filibusted on any page that describes a cloture vote. The circle is complete. Thanks, Josh!
For those of you who have never seen one, the placenta is to the baby what Stephen Baldwin is to Alec Baldwin. It’s what your liver would look like if it got into an accident on the autobahn with one of those aliens from Mars Attacks! and their bloody carcasses threw jellyfish at each other.
I looked up through the smoke and saw a poster of the stern visage of Khomeini above the words, “Islam is the religion of freedom.” Later, as night fell over the tumultuous capital, gunfire could be heard in the distance. And from rooftops across the city, the defiant sound of “Allah‐u-Akbar” — “God is Great” — went up yet again, as it has every night since the fraudulent election. But on Saturday it seemed stronger. The same cry was heard in 1979, only for one form of absolutism to yield to another. Iran has waited long enough to be free.