U.N. Treaty?

If you have been watching the television or listening to the radio you doubtless know that the United Nations claims to have brokered a cease fire between Israel and Hizbollah. Actually, the claim is that the UN has brokered a cease fire between Israel and Lebanon.

Here's the problem: Israel is not fighting the nation of Lebanon. Israel is fighting Hizbollah. Hizbollah is not a state. Hizbollah is a terrorist organization dedicated to the destruction of Israel.

As much as many of the members of the UN would like, Hizbollah is no more a member of the UN than is the Loyal Order of Moose. The UN, in cases like this, is useless. It's a sad thing to see, but not unexpected.

The League of Nations, after World War One, made the ridiculous claim that it would be able to prevent wars. The results of their prevention was the Italian war on Ethiopia and the Spanish Civil War. The culmination was World War Two.

The UN is, in fact, an anti-Western and anti-Israel, organization. Many of the European members of the UN are so guilt ridden about their success in the world that they are not content with self flagellation. They want their "little brown brothers" to beat them.

We here at Bloody Nib Manor refuse to be beat by our cultural lessers. We refuse to feel guilt for our country's success. We refuse to let our Jewish (whether religious or cultural) brothers and sisters in Israel be eliminated by a group of people who have no more concept of right and wrong than a gopher.

The flag at the upper right of this entry is the flag flown by the Bosnia Nazi Divisions during World War Two. Their work resulted in a 90% reduction of Jews in Bosnia. Note that the right half of the flag resembles that of Hizbollah. .. Is that what you want?

Move along. Nuthin' happen' here.

Earlier this week we here at Bloody Nib Manor received the news, via the wireless, that a dastardly plot by British born Muslims, most of Pakastani descent, to blow up, using a form of liquid or gel explosive, aeroplanes traveling from the UK to the US over American territory. The last report we heard there had been approximately 24 people, both men and women, arrested in England and there is a search for more people with bad intentions.

The discovery of the conspiracy resulted in airports in both the Grand Republic and the Land of Green and Verdant Fields instituting a ban on liquids such as bottled water, duty free booze, and sports drinks, and gels such as hair gels, some toothpastes and mascara from being carried onto the planes as carry-on luggage. Flights have been delayed flights have been cancelled and lines at the airports have become long and slow.

It seems that most airline passengers have taken the new restrictions with good cheer. Some on the local talk radio stations have, on the other hand, taken the view that to place such restrictions on air travel have shown that the "terrorists have won" because the authorities have moved to restrict what is included in carry-on luggage. Your faithful correspondent has even heard cries that the liberties of the sons and daughters of the American Revolution have been violated because a traveler cannot take a bottle of Gatorade on the aerial conveyance. One radio yakker has even gone as far as to call the ban on liquids, gels, small electronic devices a case of "the further 'wussification' of America."

Besides the fact that said commentator's use of the word "wussification" when the more proper and stronger word "pussification" (or at least "bussification") the cry that the banning of certain materials as elements of carry-on luggage is a sign that the comptemporary opinion bender has become soft.

When your faithful correspondent was a laddie air travel was something done by the vulgar wealthy. Most people took the bus, the train or a car to reach their destination. Those going overseas booked passage on a ship. And, as an aside, a gentleman and gentlewoman still travel by sea instead of by air. Carry-on luggage on an aeroplane was unknown. And the carrying of bottles on water and sports drink was unheard of. Any air traveler expected to buy a gin and tonic or scotch and water to brace oneself for the unnatural act of flying and the drinks were brought to the passenger by a trim and lovely stewardess instead of a Denny's wait(ress) sporting a pair of wings on his/her chest. Business travelers worked out of notebooks instead of laptop computers. But then, it wasn't until about fifteen years ago that people became as attached to their bottles of water as they used to be attached to a pack of Camel. ...Here's the deal. We are at war. We are as much at war as we were during World War One or World War Two. The mistake that was made after September 11, 2001 was that the President and the government tried to play the game that there was nothing different and that we, as a society could just carry on as usual. This is not true. There are people both within and without the Republic who mean the United States no good. They mean to do us harm. They may even intend to institute Sharia law within the US. Just because we do not have massive armies and navies battling other massive armies and navies does not mean that we are not at war and that we do not have to make sacrifices both actual and symbolic.

During World War Two the civilian populace was subjected to food rationing, gas rationing, mandatory blackouts, racial and ethnic profiling, massive overtime in the defense industries and censorship. The result was the preservation of the liberties that we take for granted, and even abuse.

Now we're in a situation where the chattering classes try to foment a controversy about not carrying Dippity Do and iPods and Arrowhead water as carry-on luggage. How we have become to bitch about sacrificing water, music and hair gel for a few hours. It's enough to gag a maggot.

Sing "Jerusalem" While You Read It

There are times that one finds oneself sympathizing with the National Front in England.

We here at Bloody Nib Manor are not racists. In fact, the ever lovely Lady Nib is a daughter of the Rising Sun. But it seems that those in control of Albion are blind to the fact that they are allowing England to become something else.

Melanie Phillips has the scoop: Melanie Phillips’s Articles » England? No, Lemmingland

Read it and weep. And if you have a St. George's flag, run it up and pray for the land of yeoman farmers and shopkeepers.

Border Jumpers

For those not in the know, Bloody Nib Manor is in an area of Los Angeles County heavily populated by illegal immigrants.

Since the influx of border jumpers the neighborhood has become much more trash ridden. But trash I mean such things as corn cobs tossed on the sidewalk, beer cans tossed in the yard, dirty diapers thrown in the gutter. This article illustrates the problem: Crossers burying border in garbage www.azstarnet.com ®

And while I have in the past promised to avoid any illegal immigrant tirades, I thought it may be interesting to share this: 6 + 4 = 1 Tenuous Existence - Los Angeles Times Note the comments of the mother of ten's sister near the end of the article.

Perhaps the name of Bloody Nib Manor should be changed to Casa Bloody Nib.

The Deterioration of the World Continues

The war between Israel and Hezbollah continues. Europe, Great Britain and Scandinavia continues to look at their shoes while the West is assaulted by barbarians.

Some Britons understand the danger posed by Islam: Telegraph News Unpicking the philosophy of faith schools,

Other Britons realize that it is more than a matter of schools: Melanie Phillips’s Diary » War notes (1) and Melanie Phillips’s Diary » The war against Israel (2)

And for those of you who are interested, this website finally picks up the story after more than 7 months: Mr. Barnett Check in after 12:00 AM Monday morning.

How Things Have Changed

We here at Bloody nib Manor have never been physical culturalists, but as we grow older we realize the importance of keeping in some sort of shape and eating wisely.

Those of a "certain age" may recognize the ad to the left from comic books or the old style mens' magazines such as Argosy and Stag.

For many, many years Charles Atlas was the paradigm of manly strength and form. More than a few adolescent boys and young men sent Mr. Atlas their hard earned money in order to learn to develop into the Atlas type form. And the best thing, for the Atlas student, was the fact that the incident in the ad's cartoon was based on Charles Atlas' real life.

Your faithful correspondent, when first married, weighed 135 pounds at 6'1". His ever lovely bride, well a woman's weight is always a secret, but she was not a stick, but a pocket Venus.. Some thirty some odd years later yours now weighs 155 pounds and Lady Nib has only gained about five pounds. We've been very fortunate in that way, but as we grow older it becomes a chore to keep the fat away and the muscle present.

Charles Atlas, as corny as he have may been by today's standards, seems to have had the answer. Mr. Atlas was concerned with strength and health, not body building. Modern body builders are, in fact, freaks, When photographed for magazine covers or for competitions, usually starve themselves for three or for days before presenting themselves to the public. Mr. Atlas always presented himself as he was. He was a strong, fit man. The ever lovely Lady Nib, when queried on this matter, said that she much preferred the Charles Atlas physique to the modern body builder physique.


But that being said, your faithful correspondent has been reading over some old Charles Atlas material and he came across something that he found of interest.

Before recounting Mr. Atlas' words, let your faithful correspondent let the reader know that Mr. Atlas was concerned about more than just the musculature of his students. He was concerned about the whole person -- something that your modern "health spa" pays little attention to. ... Mr. Atlas wrote this back in the 1930s.

"Do not overlook the values of good music. Like attracts like. Music is pure and clean. Good music inspires and lifts you into higher realms. I strongly recommend that you take what I will call a Musical Bath daily. If you own a musical instrument, let its beneficial harmonies elevate and refresh your mind, body and soul. It should be as much a part of your regular day's routine as working, eating and sleeping. See that you listen to good music. Good music is to the soul what the water bath is to the body. Make it a point to listen to it often. These simple instructions, if faithfully observed and followed, will have a profoundly good influence on your life. Because of their simplicity do not neglect them. After all, the methods I am teaching are a natural and a better way of living, so that you may become healthy, strong and magnetic. I have exploded the idea that to be a strong man you must be a rough neck. Personality is also of great importance. Throughout your course I shall be giving advice on this subject as well as Health and Strength."

And in this modern age where body builders use steroids, and a hip-hop, or rap talker is considered musician, we find that the natural man has been replaced by the chemical and the base.

It's enough to make a person believe in de-evolution.

A Thought From T.R.

"It is not the critic who counts; ant the man who points out how the strong man stumbled or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly so the his place shall never be with those timid souls who know neither victory or defeat."

We live in troubled times. There are two choices: act or bitch. The United States and Israel act. Europe bitches. If the Islamists win Europe will be kissing the dagger that holds a knife to its throat. If the U.S. and Israel win Europe will bitch. That's what the Europeans do -- bite the helping hand and kiss the whip.

More Anglican Nonsense

The Anglican Church in England and its American counterpart (the Episcopal Church USA) seem to have more and more fallen into the realm of religious irrelevancy. They seem to have abandoned the first principle of a Christian church -- to preach and teach the Gospel --, and have decided that the more important thing is to preach and teach social liberalism.

There are two recent items that bring this to the fore.

The first is that the prelates of the Church of England are considering replacing Saint George as the patron saint of England with Saint Alban. The reasons are because Saint George offends the sensibilities of Muslims living in England, and the fact that Saint George, as well as slaying a dragon, was a warrior.

This article from England's Daily Mail has the details -- Will George be slayed as England's patron saint? The Daily Mail

Meanwhile, the Episcopal Church USA has elected a woman to be the next Presiding Bishop over the ECUSA. Her name is Rt. Rev. Mrs. Katherine Jefferts Schori. It is likely that her election to the position of Presiding Bishop will result in some conservative parishes leaving the ECUSA. And that will result in lawsuits over property. And that will result in less money being available to be shared with the poor and destitute.

Mrs. Schori said the following when asked about the direction she would like to take the ECUSA, "Our primary emphasis needs to be feeding people, educating children, and looking for health care for everybody."

She does not say how she expects the ECUSA to do these things, but I suspect that she expects the government to do it while the ECUSA spends its money on lawsuits against dissenting congregations.

And by the way, note that she said not word one about Jesus Christ or the Gospel or spreading the Word.

Meanwhile, the Salvation Army tries it's best to do the things Mrs. Schori aspires to do while spreading the Gospel and rolling up its sleeves.

A Blast From the Past

Back in 2002 Oriana Fallaci wrote this: FrontPage magazine.com :: I Stand with Israel: I Stand with the Jews by Oriana

Considering the current state of the Middle East the article may be worth a re-read. And as you read it keep in mind that Miss Fallaci has been sued and tried at least twice for "hate speech." And remember that when the article was written John Paul II was the Bishop of Rome. Now Benedict is the Bishop of Rome and the position of the Vatican has not changed. The supposed center of Christianity (for Roman Catholics, at least) has indicated their willingness to contribute to its own extinction.

It may sound unkind, but consider the fact that in nations where Christians (whether nominal or devout), Hindus or Buddhists control the government life progresses. Where Muslims rule life goes backwards. And not in a good way.

Euro-Sissies and such

In the past two weeks the North Koreans (hereafter referred to as Norks) launched a few missiles in the direction of Japan and the US. Hamas kidnapped as Israeli soldier. Hezbollah kidnapped several Israeli soldiers (in this case, Druze Muslims) into Lebanon.

Prime Minister Koizumi, of Japan, told the Norks to knock it off, otherwise Japan would be forced to take hostile action. The Israelis undertook an invasion of the Gaza Strip and of Lebanon.

The reaction of the UN was something like, "Hold on, Little Elvis. Don't even think about defending yourself against the Norks. They only meant it in good fun." And "Hey, Israel. Don't you realize that you're supposed to be the Muslim world's punching bag? Put on a Band-Aid and get over it."

Isn't it interesting that the UN, and the European faction in particular, are talented in telling other countries what to do when they are not in danger? Within the last year the French prime minister (no capitalization for the French) Jack Chirac (I know it's really Jacques, but who cares?) told the world that any attack on La Belle France by a terrorist nation would result in a nuclear response. But, for some reason, he and his Gallic government feel that the Israelis should take a bunch of punches before responding. But that's the French for you -- philosophizing when the problem isn't their pidgin and cowering when it is. The rest of Europe isn't any better. For the love of God, even Britain seems to have swallowed Chamberlainism instead of learning from the great Winston.

Here's the deal. Kim Il Jong (or is it Kim Jong Il?) is an evil little man. Not only has he threatened Japan and the US with his missiles, he has, in the past, actually sanctioned the kidnapping from Japan Japanese citizens for the purpose of teaching Japanese to his minions. He is reputed to have actually had kidnapping Asian actresses so that he can have sex with them. Is this the type of guy that the UN wants to defend?

As far as Lebanon goes, at one time Beruit was called the Paris of the Middle East. At that time the country was controlled by Marionite Christians. Then in the late 70s the resident Muslims protested and started a civil war that resulted in Beruit being known as the Balck Hole of the Middle East. Late last year there was an attempt among the moderate Lebanese to mount a protest against militant Muslim control, but the the protests came to nothing. Hezbollah still retain seats in the parliament and controls the army in the south of the nation.

Hezbollah decided to take on Israel and Israel, instead of folding like your typical Euro-weenie, decided to fight back. And that's what pisses off Europe. Israel, a little country, decided to fight back against Jihad while Europe sits wringing its hands about being "inclusive."

I don't know about you, but I'd much rather have Israel watching my back than France or Germany or even Great Britain.

Finally, and I know that I'm being scattershot in this post, no country in the world has benefited by being ruled by an Islamic government. A Christian government, or even a non-communist secular government equal progress in freedom and technology Islamic rule equals mud houses or reed houses and Sharia law.

Which would you choose?

The World Cup

The World Cup final soccer game was played today. Italy won. France lost and America yawned.

While listening to the Drudge Report radio program this evening your faithful correspondent (and others) was treated to a tirade about how the US was out of it by not paying attention to the game. Various accusations were leveled: ignorance, lack of attention span, ignorance again and chauvinism.

Yours truly was in church during the game worshipping something other than a soccer ball, but even if he hadn't been he would have been searching for a baseball game, lacrosse game or golf tourney.

The fact of the matter is that Americans, generally, do not care for soccer. For thirty years I have heard the predictions of soccer promoters that Americans will embrace soccer because so many of their kids play soccer. It hasn't happened yet. Even when the United States women's soccer team won two World Cups the reaction in the US was five minutes of jubilation and then the question, "Are the Sox playing today?" ... Americans like soccer as a kid's game. They don't much care for it as a sport for adults. Soccer is seen as rather effete when men play it. Part of the reason is because since about 1965 the game has emphasized defense. Americans are about offense and aggression in sports. If soccer were played as it was in England in 1959 Americans might take to the game. But it isn't.

Now one watches soccer and sees a bunch of grass divers. Men fall down claiming injuries when no one has been near them to injure them. A football player prides himself on the albility to play hurt. A baseball player gets hit by a ball and keeps playing. But a soccer player has an opposing player come within five feet of him, falls down, grabs his leg and retires to the sidelines as an injured player only to go back onto the field as spunky as he was at the start of the game. Soccer players are actors. Americans like to separate acting from sports.

So it can be said that Americans are chauvinistic about their sports. But the have good reason. They have better sports to watch.

Back to Our Regular Programming

Here we are in an odd spot with sports. On this day, June 17, the following sports are active: Major League Baseball (only makes sense since baseball is the summer game), the playoffs for hockey's Stanley Cup (all natural ice has melted, but what the hey?), the NBA playoffs, the World Cup playoffs, and the big golf season. This is not to mention that the professional lacrosse season started a few weeks ago.

For the enthusiastic professional sports fan it's an embarrassment of riches. For the rest of us it's a big shrug. Baseball is the game of summer, and considering the scandals about steroids and the use of human growth hormone, that title is getting a little shaky. Would you want your kid to look at Barry Bonds as a hero? Hockey should have ended months ago. Basketball is a thugs' game. Soccer is for girls who would be better off in a chorus line. Golf is for rich guys willing to pay hundreds of dollars for clubs, balls and thousands for green fees. And all of the above have been ruined by professionalism. How can a game be called a sport when grown men are paid a lot of money to play it?

A sport should be a sport; a form of recreation for a fella or gel who puts in 40, 50, 60 or more hours a weeks manning a desk, a computer, a machine tool or a tractor. A true sportsman challeges himself and his fellows for the joy of the sport. In teams sports it comes down to my club verses your club; my town verses your town. It's not a matter of my rich team owner can buy better players than your team owner.

So when you watch the Dodgers or the Angels or the Sox or the Yankees remember that there was a time when baseball was a better game because it was a local game: Baseball History: 19th Century Baseball.

And instead of making country clubs rich and tennis and golf equipment manufacturers rich, why not try something a little less, oh, I don't know, magic equipment heavy? Bocce and petanque are the simplest of games, but they're challenging. There's no proper pitch or court require. Just a bit of wasteland near a railroad track or a track at a high school or a vacant lot. You get together with your pals, male or female or mixed, bring some balls, a jack and a flask of Chianti or Pernoud. You play, drink a little bit, talk, joke and relax. And isn't that what it's all about? Why watch some guy getting paid for doing something that you're willing to do for free? You may not be the best, but you're having a good time and you've only invested in a few balls and a little hootch.

Finally, the above illustration is a bit of an anachronism. Petanque was not really invented until the late 1800s. Also, atute readers may have noticed that your faithful correspondent has succumbed to the modern (and awful and ugly) practice of separating paragraphs by spaces instead of teh more common and proper practice of indentation. This is due to the way that blogger.com has set up their macros. I apologize for this miscarriage of justice.

And finally finally, paying to watch a guy or girl play a "sport" is like paying someone so you can watch them drink your beer or whiskey. The pro gets all the benefit while you get to ... watch.

Food for Thought Regarding France and the EU

Europe seems to be circling the drain culturally. France is leading the charge to self extinction. It's all in the name of political correctness and being nice to our little brown brothers of the Mohammedan faith. The only time an Englishman, Frenchman, German or Italian seems to have any modicum of cultural pride is during the World Cup elimination. Meanwhile, those native inhabitants between the eastern Atlantic and west of the Golden Horn seem to be content to lose their heritage and freedom just as long as they can retain the Eurovision singing contest and the right to see the French girl singer Alizee flaunt her bottom on stage.

There are a few Europeans who see the danger to what they have known and are willing to incur the wrath of the "accepting" coterie and the various Islamic rights organizations. Here's a long, and good example of the intellectual resistance to the self immolation that seems to be coming to Europe: Gates of Vienna: Political Correctness — The Revenge of Marxism

And if you've got the jack, buy the novel, Camp of the Saints. It was written in the 1970s and was written by a Frenchman. He saw the future of both Europe and the US. The book is available from Amazon.com.

An Apology and a Few Thoughts

In thinking over the posts from the past couple of months it has occurred to your faithful correspondent that the has violated his word about not discussing politics. Much too much of this space has been taken up with politics and such.

But the weight of the world sometimes crushes upon one's shoulders to the point that one violates one's promises without realizing it. The current antics of the Mohammedans and Mexificornicans overwhelms the dikes here at Bloody Nib Manor. Your faithful correspondent hardily apologizes for this breach.

So let us look at the state of popular culture.

The alleged singer named Madonna this week opened a tour in Los Angeles at the old Great Western Forum. Perhaps the operative word is old. Miss Madonna seems to have decided that, at the age of forty-eight, she is still in the business of trying to shock people. During her set she did a bit where she crucifies herself ib a disco mirrored cross as a statement of something. Then she goes on to dry hump the leg of a gay male dancer, and then so on and so forth -- the usual Madonna nonsense with yoga and gay bath house posing.

This is the same woman who claims to be an adherent of Kabbhala (or however it's spelled), claims to be a good mother despite the fact that she is one of the pioneers of slut culture, and tries to speak with an upper class English accent despite the fact that she was born and raise in Detroit. what Madonna seems to be is an example of cultural confusion. She's middle-aged and tries to shock. Her confidence in her talent as a singer seems to be lacking because she doesn't rely on her voice alone. Perhaps this is because she's not really a very good singer. Her philosophy seems to be that if she can't pull in the bucks by her singing she can pull in the bucks by attracting those who revel in her offence to the general culture.

On the other hand, we have the Colombian singer, Shakira. Shakira is, facially, not a particularly attractive woman. She is rather plain, though she has interesting hair.. But the woman has a voice. She's trying to crossover into the American market with her song "Hips Don't Lie." She has a good voice and good phrasing, though the lyrics of the song are rather inane. But aren't most pop songs inane when one examines them? We've also seen the video of the song and it is evident that the woman has the moves that Madonna (or Michael Jackson, for that matter) wishes she had. Jackson brought the world the "robot", Madonna brought the world the "poser." Shakira has the real moves.

But one often longs for the days with Peggy Lee and Julie London were able to hold an audience in thrall with their voices and strapless gowns while standing in front of microphones.

Bienvenidos, Amigos!

This past week the United States Senate has been debating and discussing "illegal immigration reform."

As usual Clown Alley has been clueless. The current proposition has the potential of increasing the population of the United States by from 70 million to 100 million people by immigration and birth to immigrants in the next 20 years. Meanwhile Presidente Bush plays the nut to Vicente Fox's screw.

If you can get hold of it, watch a video or DVD of the Wild Bunch starring William Holden. You'll see the consequences of the President's and the Senate's philosophy. Yanks may not be angels, especially to their own, but once the Latin American wave engulfs the American Southwest you'll find yourself wishing that you had a water cooled machine gun to bring the old Republic back to what it was.

And speaking of William Holden, check out Network. Then ask yourself, "Was it a warning satire of television news, or was it a model for what television has become?"

All we know here at Nib Manor is that we're mad as hell.

Mohammedans and You

A couple of interesting items have crossed the threshold here at Bloody Nib Manor. Each of them have to do with the "religion of peace."
We here at the Manor are rock ribbed Protestants. We have theological problems with Rome. But we usually agree with the moral stance that the Vatican takes. Apparently Benedict is asleep at the wheel concerning what the franchises are up to: Dhimmi Watch: Belgium: "Where once stood a shrine to Our Blessed Lady, now sta

Meanwhile, Archbishop George Pell has a few things to say about Islam and the Koran that are sure to put him on the Mohammedans' greatest hits parade: Pell challenges Islam - o ye, of little tolerant faith - National - smh.com.au The Archbishop of Canterbury is so blind to the threat that Islam poses to the UK and England that he spends his time playing junior druid and all-encompassing Christian cleric. Aussies may be considered crude by Europeans and the British liberal, but at least Pell knows a wart when he sees it.

A new addition to the Bloody Nib list of links: Western Resistance. The US faces a threat to its culture and life from both the South and from the East. And by the East I don't mean Japan. I mean Eurarbia.

Learn the Words, Yanqui! You'll Be Singing It

In the late 1800s/early 1900s a song was written that was sung by members of the old Industrial Workers of the World. Do not confuse the old I.W.W. with the modern I.W.W. The old crowd was a real union with socialistic leanings and they died back in the 1940s in Akron, Ohio when they couldn't manage to renew their agreement with one of the big tire companies. The new bunch has a few union contracts with coffee houses and small bookstores and is a stone Trotskyist organization. They've forgotten the idea of One Big Union in favor of waving banners at every damn march they can scrape up bus fare to.

The old I.W.W. was a singing union. They even had a song book that was issued to its members. One of the songs was "I Dreamed of Joe Hill Last Night." Joan Baez made a recording of the song back in the bad old 1960s when people thought that music could change the world.

But the song to which your faithful correspondent wishes to address is "Hallelujah, I'm a Bum." The song ws popular during the early part of the 20th century among working men and women. During the Depression when jobs were scarce the song became popular again. Al Jolsen recorded a version of it and starred in a motion picture based on the theme of the song. The song was recorded several times in the 1940s and it wasn't unusual to hear men humming it during the 50s and 60s as they mowed their lawns or painted their houses.

It wasn't until yours was forty years old that he found out that the melody was based on the Christian song, "Thine the Glory." The I.W.W. lyrics had supplanted the original words. ... It is time that we all learn the lyrics to the working man's song because, if El Presidente Jorge Bush and our "revered Congress" does not address the issue of Illegal immigration and the outsourcing of jobs, more of us will be living the song than we want to believe. Just ask any guy who used to make a good living as a drywall hanger, carpenter, engineer or software developer. Many of these jobs have gone to illegal aliens or have been outsourced to India. Here are the first two verses and the chorus:
Why don't you work like other men do?
How the hell can I work when there's no work to do?
Hallelujah, I'm a bum,
Hallelujah, bum again!
Hallelujah, give us a handout,
To revive us again.
Oh, I love my boss, and my boss loves me,
And that is the reason that I'm so hungry.
Hallelujah, I'm a bum,
Hallelujah, bum again!
Hallelujah, give us a handout,
To revive us again.

So, unless your name is Bill Gates or Donald Trump, you'll be singing the song even if you don't realize it.

Men in Hats (Not)

There is a time and place and person for every hat. The photo to the right is an example of the wrong person wearing the wrong hat at the wrong time.

Of course, we all recognize the photo as a shot from Brigit Jones' Diary starring Rene Zellwinger. And the joke of the scene is that Miss Jones was doing something she had no business doing to get a television story.

But, as you can see, Miss Jones has no business wearing the fireman's helmet.

When you wear a hat make sure of two things. First that it fits. Second that it fits the occasion.

We Ain't So Smart No More

Your faithful correspondent has come to the conclusion that at the age of 53 he is a relic of America past. In fact, he has come to the conclusion that he is, perhaps, one of the last Americans.

Despite an attack on the nation in 2001 and the slow motion invasion of the Southwest from Mexico, our betters have held that the U.S. is some sort of big old love-in and that no one is bad except the U.S. and the Christian faith. And that those who lock their wives up in the storage room until it is time for a little roll in the hay, or who think that modern plumbing is some sort of magical act maintained by prayers to the Virgin of Guadalupe are due equal honor and respect as those who built, and are building, the Republic.

John Adams, Thomas Jefferson and John Quincy Adams probably never saw a Mohammedan personally. But they knew the men and they knew the score:Dhimmi Watch: Fitzgerald: Jefferson, the Adamses, and making sense. Our modern leaders not only allow the thin end of the wedge to be inserted. They give the enemy the hammer with which to pound it home.

We here at Bloody Nib Manor have always been leery of Darwinian evolution, but that doesn't mean that we don't believe in de-evolution. The evidence is in Washington, D.C.

Links galore!

This past Monday, in the shire where Bloody Nib Manor is located, there was a combination boycott/demonstration that was participated in by illegal immigrants demanding amnesty for their invasion of the US.

We don't know what it was like in the rest of the nation, but here it was a great thing. The freeways were clear. It was quiet. The hospital emergency rooms were almost empty. Imagine a day without illegal immigrants and you'll imagine a day of peace and quiet.

John Derbyshire has a few things to say about the boycott on Radio Derb: Radio Derb on National Review Online . Click on whatever sound system your computer has and be prepared to listen for about 20 minutes.

Doug McIntyre has written an apology for having voted for George Bush: TalkRadio 790 KABC-AM - Los Angeles Click on the line that reads, Doug's Apology.

And finally, for a laugh, here's a musical link: IFILM - Viral Video: Crazy Korean Girls - We have no idea of what they are singing about, but they sure are energetic.