Bad timing all around.
While the most hyped cycling race is occurring, USPS announces they will no longer sponser Lance and the Posties following the 2004 season.
I understand financial pressure is probably high on USPS to continual justify such a sponsorship, but c’mon better timing people. We have Lance, Super Mario, Jullich, and many other notables racing around GA this week. There are also rumors floating around, as usual, that Ullrich is not in shape heading toward le Tour. So USPS has to make the announcement now. Why again?
Hopefully another willing sponsor will step up to keep this group together.
Today’s reason: the enemy of my enemy…
Sure, they would be appalled that I would link to their site and support their cause, but if religous fundamentalists want to oust Bush, too, who am I to stop them?
George W. Bush professes to be a Christian, goes to church, makes references to Bible verses, and says, “God bless America,” but so did Bill Clinton, so this alone cannot be sufficient to win the vote of Christian conservatives. Like Clinton, George Bush’s fruit was evident to all with eyes to see during his campaign against Gore. Many Christians were undoubtedly innocently ignorant of George W. Bush’s liberal tendencies and therefore easily susceptible to his conservative rhetoric, but far too many were willfully blind to his bad fruit. Pragmatism took precedence over God’s Word and the principles of conservatism when conservatives the nation over supported and voted for the most electable candidate over the only blessable, anointable candidate, and as you will see in the course of this article, the roots of tyranny have deepened in America as a result. The guilt for the daily encroachment on God-given rights to life, liberty, and property, under President Bush’s leadership, can be laid squarely at the foot of the professing church. If there was ever any doubt about the liberal sway of George W. Bush before his Presidency, that doubt should be well cleared up by now for all but only the willfully naïve.
Similar to the Atari 2600’s “Combat”, Turbo Tanks is a one-on-one bouncing bullets battle.
Check out this over-sized perodic table where each element is represented by a wooden box containing the actual element!
Free ice cream, free iTunes songs, and a chance to register to vote? Thank you Ben and Jerry on April 27.
(Also thank Wired’s Cult of Mac blog)
Bureaucrats in the home of Silicon Valley have recommended that the state go back to old-fashioned voting instead of new-fangled, untraceable, inaccessable to average people, electronic voting machines.
The panel said the state should decertify the Diebold TSx. The TSx was used for the first time in California during the March primary in Kern, San Joaquin, Solano and San Diego counties. Kevin Shelley, California’s secretary of state, has until April 30 to decide whether to act on the panel’s recommendation. The state must give counties a six-month notice to take machines out of commission before an election.
It comes down to an issue of trust. Apparently, Diebold installed uncertified software upgrades before a March election. Diebold, having ties to the RNC, obviously can’t be trusted. Which brings up my biggest gripe against e-voting, which is the inherent trust that voters must bring to the process. Even with the much-maligned punch cards, a voter who really cares can make sure that their ballot is correctly marked without going through lines and lines of code. With e-voting, unless the source is available, and each voter is given an opportunity to check their machine, it’s a matter of putting faith in the poll workers and company making the machines.
Now that they’re pulling out of Iraq. Must be why Spanish cops killed while going after terrorist cells are having their graves desecrated:
The coffin and body of special agent Francisco Javier Torronteras were pulled from the tomb in Madrid Sur cemetery in Carabanchel and pushed 1,000 yards in a wheelbarrow before being doused with petrol and set alight. … The body was found with a pick driven into its head and a spade dug into its chest.