Here’s another good reason to get out into space, as quickly as possible, and as robustly as possible–we may be past our “extinct by” date.
[Via Alan Boyle]
Here’s another good reason to get out into space, as quickly as possible, and as robustly as possible–we may be past our “extinct by” date.
[Via Alan Boyle]
Fred Siegel has an interesting article on the intellectual vacuity of the postmodern radical left:
Back in the fall of 2003, when Dr. Dean was still riding high in the Presidential primary, I
I wonder what Eugene thinks that Saddam’s punishment should be?
Evil comic genius Iowahawk has managed to quit stuffing ham hocks, corn on the cob and strong Hawkeye beer in his face long enough to discover another old teevee script from the seventies featuring that renegade authentic native American, Chutch.
Walter Cronkite has lost his wife of sixty-five years. That has to be a blow.
She might black out or throw up.
Scientists have discovered that there are differences between men and women. In their genes, no less. Imagine that.
She might black out or throw up.
Scientists have discovered that there are differences between men and women. In their genes, no less. Imagine that.
She might black out or throw up.
Scientists have discovered that there are differences between men and women. In their genes, no less. Imagine that.
At least by Saddam.
It’s the seventeenth anniversary of Halabja.
If some had had their way, the monster who did this would still be in power. Instead, the Iraqi people just had their first free election in decades, and peace and democracy is on the march throughout the region.
The president is going to nominate Paul Wolfowitz to head the World Bank. This will make certain persons’ heads explode. I hope.
I know that schadenfreude is an unworthy emotion, but one of the biggest reasons that I wanted to see Bush reelected was because it would make the moonbats so foaming-at-the-mouth, furiously nuts.