Category Archives: Political Commentary

Getting Their Wish

The “social progressives” are always complaining because we’re not more like Europe. Well, they can stop whining now:

The US unemployment rate exceeded Germany’s rate in April and was very close to the rate in France.

Spreading the wealth around. And the poverty.

[Update a few minutes later]

A depressing chart of how hard it will be to recover.

[Update a few minutes later]

My piece on Munchausen’s Syndrome By Proxie is up at Pajamas Media (I wrote it a couple weeks ago, but Iran had kept it off the front page, and I have a feeling it will be relevant for a long time, unfortunately).

Unresponsive

The Constellation presenters at the Augustine Commission, didn’t even attempt to answer the mail:

The main objectives are faster support of the ISS (which I take to mean shrinking the ISS human spaceflight gap), going to the Moon and generally beyond LEO, stimulating commercial spaceflight (which I take to mean encouraging commercial spaceflight more than the status quo), and fitting the Administration’s budget. Safety, robotic support, international participation, and long-term ISS use are also factors.

The main thing that struck me about the Constellation presentation is that it simply doesn’t address the objectives. Follow this quick and to-the-point link; it captures my reaction exactly. Of the 4 main objectives, the only one it addressed head-on is “supporting missions to the Moon and other destinations”. On the other issues, it didn’t even attempt to present a solution. It didn’t pass or fail – it got an incomplete.

Well, this is the same gang that pretty much completely blew off the Aldridge Commission recommendations, so it’s hardly surprising. I’m pretty sure that Augustine et al noticed this as well. I don’t know what’s going to come out of the Augustine Commission, but it’s pretty hard to see how it will be business as usual, given how pathetic was the defense.

A Harrowing Account

from an Iranian protester:

5:30 pm, the battle zone

“Ely………….., Hooman,….. bodoeen, Omid…” screamed Jaleh. The police and plain clothed militia had cornered Omid and were beating him. We ran towards him and attacked the dogs. Hooman charged towards the guards in the street, opened his arms wide and with his operatic bas voice screamed “Bezan, Bezan,..(hit me, hit me), maadar gh.. bezan (mother xxx hit me). The guard raised the club but his hands were shaking and then brought his club down. I arched over Omid as Jaleh was screaming “bee gheirat” (a man without virtue) and people started chanting “bee gheirat” to the guards and the police. I felt the burning on my back as I tried to shield Omid, he was crying “man faghat mikhaam beram khooneh (I just wanna go home). They were hitting me hard, my hands, and my legs and suddenly there was darkness as I felt a terrible pain on the back of my head and the sounds and vision blurred into oblivion.

All we can do is hope for the best.