Brittney Kicks Ass!

Leela AND Brittney kick ass!I love stories like these.

Seems some perv in his thirties tried to grab 14-year-old Brittney Richardson, and she took her brown belt in karate and she whupped his sad, sorry ass.

Go Xena!

I mean Brittney!

"I turned and I hit him," she says.  "I just knocked this guy out."

She immediately ran away, and called police.

Her instructors couldn't be prouder.  "Brittney did exactly, step by step, what we teach," said Amanda Christensen.  "This fella found out you don't mess with her."

  "Karate is the best thing that's ever happened in my life," she says.  "I have to say that my training has been very effective."

Although Brittney will have a black belt in one year, she says in many respects she's a typical teenage girl.  "I'm the girl that's into boys, likes to talk on the phone, paints my nails," she says. 

Her would-be attacker has not yet been found.  He's described as a white man in his 30's, with bleached blonde hair, and blue eyes.

And two testicles that are probably retracted so far you can see them when he opens his mouth.

It's funny. I am an anti-war leftie, and that leads many people to conclude (quite incorrectly) that I oppose violence. I don't. Too Irish. I oppose oppression. So while I post against parents beating their children so hard as to leave marks for god's sake, I am highly in favour of children beating would-be rapists hard enough to leave permanent psychic scars. I don't do so out of any misguided belief that this will make the criminals better human beings, but out of a belief that if they get their asses handed to them enough times it will stop them from raping children. If only we could find something that would stop parents from assaulting them as well.

Societal behaviourism: it's a good thing.

Martha in custody

Photo o’ the Day: A-Mazing!

Via the always-reliable Fark. I tell ya, it's almost enough to make you take up gardening.

Although my kitchen sink looks kinda like this some days. Maybe I should take similar aerial photos? I had a riding teacher who used to show horses…1/60th scale. Pat Gottlieb owned scale model dressage!

A-Mazing aerial photo!

Streaming Eagle Cam 2.0: Baby Eagles in Colorado

Eaglet Alert! More bloody birds! But at least this camera's not overloaded like the one in BC. Three chicks in Fort St. Vrain in Platteville, Colorado. BC ones due any day now; there's some controversy over whether or not markings on the eggs are the eaglets trying to get out.

OT: Who the hell is St. Vrain?

Gawd, I can't believe I'm posting this. I'm really much more interested in Giant Squid, but there aren't many Giant Squid cams. And they're hell on hits! Anyway, those are ugly-ass eagle chicks; quick, somebody Fark me!

Streaming! Eagle! Cam!

Help Wanted: FBI

Flashback! Those Crazy Canucks!It's only fair I put this FBI Joblisting up, seeing as how I put up the SIS one a few posts back. Not that this is an ad for Special Agents. Regular Old Boring Agents are apparently not needed at the present time.

FBI Special Agents must have a 4-year college degree, be a United States citizen, be available for assignment anywhere at any time, be between the ages of 23 to 36 years of age and be in excellent physical condition. It is also a general requirement that they have 3 years professional work experience.

Special entry programs exist for those having 4 year degrees in computer science or accounting and also for attorneys, CPAs and linguists. All candidates must pass a thorough background investigation as well as a polygraph and drug urinalysis test.

I note also that they've dropped that pesky "no hard drug use in the last three years" thing…or was that just the CIA? Anyhoo, no reason Kiefer can't be badging up and hitting the streets in no time, should that 24 thing not get picked up again.

Welcome to the Blogroll: Manolo’s Shoeblog (of Evil)

There's just nothing I can add to this that would make it better. It is perfection. And a warning. Beware the Lagerfeld!

What did the world do before fashion journalism was this funny?

The World Gone Mad

Manolo says, the Manolo asks you, perhaps rhetorically, has the entire world gone mad for evil? Does no one but the Manolo see the truth?

It is not as if there is not the evidence.

For the example look at this from the Asian newspaper.

Then a frisson of excitement ripples through the gaggle hovering about the entrance. Lagerfeld is coming! The anticipation is almost schoolgirl-ish.

He comes marching through in boots, lean black trousers, powder-white ponytail and a brocade jacket, like a veteran rock star.
Evil, Right: Toady
Lagerfeld is also gone in a flash, with his black-clad entourage like a dark plume of smoke.

It is the common trope of the diabolical: first anticipation of the celebrity of evil, then the dramatic appearance in dark clothing, accompanied by the phalanx of toadies, and then, suddenly…poof! Vanishment in the cloud of smoke!All that is missing is the strong smell of brimstone.

Brimstone? Perhaps brimstone well masked.

Here is more, this time from the Robin Givhan of the recent Pulitzer.

Before the eyes settle on his attire, the nose takes note. Lagerfeld smells vaguely floral, with a hint of powder. He has spritzed himself with Iris Nobile by Acqua di Parma. It is a woman’s fragrance owned by LVMH Moet Hennessy Louis Vuitton, the same company that controls Fendi.

Yes, evil, but flowery feminine evil, the scent of mortal decay covered by the cloying smell of the tube roses.

Such evil, it preens, it struts.

He walks chest forward and with short strides. An observer, who happened to catch one of Lagerfeld’s television appearances, describes his walk as a “Prince meets Ron Wood pimpalicious strut.”

Pimpalicioius?

Vampiricious!

Even those who would toady up to the Lagerfeld are “unsettled” by his mere proximity.

“He’s an authentic genius,” says Peter Marx, president of Saks Jandel, who has known Lagerfeld for 20 years. “There’s something unsettling and special about him.”

Meaning, he gives one the impression that one is being fitted for the shroud.