Why all the turmoil in France?

That’s what this insightful little blurb asks. I think we need an outcropping of common sense here.

1. “contra la precarite”… The french students are protesting because they’re cowards who are afraid to take a job where they might have to actually do something in order to keep said job.
2. Everybody in France seems willing to put up with these jerks interfering with traffic and shutting down the works in order to let them protest. Sorry, buddy, some old granny’s right to have an ambulance arrive on time trumps your right to take a nap on the street. But that would involve thinking through one’s actions, rather than simply arrogating to oneself the mantle of moral superiority.
3. The cops were perfectly willing to stand by and let thugs from les banlieues beat the snot out of the whiny little bastards. Marking the worst with paintguns? Where does that come from? If you see somebody in danger of being kicked to death, you pull out your truncheons and you lay it down.
4. And if you’re the police superintendent who refuses to back your cops for doing so… well, then you must be in France!

The French are in turmoil, because as a society, the French seem to have lost their flipping minds, and there’s not a single contingent stepping forward that seems to have some grip on both sanity and basic testicular fortitude. If you wanted a recipe for how to turn a major international player into an third-world has-been, France seems to be turning into a splendid example. And it’s a crying damned shame.


Cirque du Soleil in Dallas

“Delirium” was a pastiche show, but still very well done.

The opening act, which consisted of world-music by Nitza, not so much. She can belt it out, but the vocals, etcetera, was uninspired and the performance generally self-congratulatory. Good enough for what an opening act is supposed to do — get the audience paying attention to the stage — but more like an NPR Sunday-night “also ran.” Definitely Nitza’s stuff is nothing I’d ever pay money to see or buy on a CD.

Cirque du Soleil, on the other hand, I’d buy on video and leave running for days like we were still in the ’80s and it was a favorite screen-saver by Beagle Brothers.

Cirque du Soleil has a good mix and match for a general audience. I prefer a heavier performer mix, rather than the mostly-dance-and-music with performers thrown in, which is how Delirium was constituted. I’m kind of a purist — I love European circus, and can jazz for days about the raw physical skill involved. I don’t even need a set, I’m so enthralled by what these folks can do with their bodies. But for a general audience, it’s probably about right, and the song and dance themselves were very, very good. The art involved in presenting the “circus otherworld” was absolutely awesome.

I left totally jazzed. Practically danced all the way to the car. Did car-dance in the parking lot, to the alternating amusement and embarrassment of Those Who Put Up with Me.

Well worth catching when they come into town.

Easy solution to Connecticut “Psycho Kitty” Problem

Yes, there is a very simple solution to this crazy-ass cat and her sociopathic bitch of an owner. Yes, I called her a sociopathic bitch: when you own an animal that’s mauling people and sending them to the hospital, and you simply don’t care, then let the shoe fit the foot…

Here’s the solution. KILL IT. We are the dominant mammals on this planet, and our proper course of action when attacked by a minor ambush predator with delusions of grandeur, is to KILL IT. In fact, the solution to a major ambush predator getting uppity, is to get five or ten of you together, and THEN KILL IT. Or, do the job with just yourself and your buddies Smith and Wesson. And then have your hunters take it to the skinners, who will make a pelt from it, and have your skinners take it to your cooks, who will see how well it goes with garlic.

By God’s design or the steady progress of evolution, human beings are incredibly dangerous predators. We are vastly more dangerous than any other animal on the planet — mosquitos included. The only reason mosquitos are outdoing us is that at the end of the day, most of us simply aren’t annoyed enough to try harder. Bears are incredibly powerful. Tigers have power, grace, and stealth to humble a ninja master. Elephants have brains combined with mass tonnage and a bad attitude. Hippo and rhinos, ditto. Snakes and insects have incredible poisons. We, on the other hand, get the really insidious stuff.

We kill and eat them all. Tonnage is no match for being able to sweat, and therefore hunt all-out for hours under worst blazing sun the savannahs and deserts have to offer. Claws and strength are no match for being able to communicate hunting strategy in complete silence, simply by eye contact and minor motions of the head and face. Poisons are no match for being able to turn a prey item’s shelter into a deadly trap. Notice that we haven’t even gotten to opposable thumbs yet. Anybody who thinks that human beings pushing other animals into extinction is a new and modern thing needs to start cracking some books.

If you’re a yuppie woman who’s had all aggression beaten out of you since you were three and kicked somebody in the shins, then sit on it in a violent way. You’ll be excused for that when the alternative is being hamstrung by a housepet, and we’ll all stand back and golf-clap while you sue Ms. Cisero for every cent she owns.

Blogger ate another post.

I don’t know what’s up with these guys, but they’re *incredibly* unstable as of late. Not just mine, either. I may or may not have posted to Sciolist: I don’t know, I can’t actually load it. Happens from home, too. I’m thinking about whether I enjoy blogging as a hobby enough to migrate to a paid service.

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