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March 29th, 2010 | Author:

Remember Cheye Calvo, the mayor of Berwyn Heights, MD, whose home was invaded by a swat team and his two black labradors were shot as they tried to run away?  Or some of the many other dogs that have been killed by police for no good reason?

Well, things are different in Chattanooga.  In case you haven’t seen this video about Winston’s battle with a police car, check it out:

Winston: 1
Police car: 0

Here’s what happened in court:

A pit bull mix in Tennessee has been sentenced to obedience training after his dogged attack on a local police car.

Winston didn’t bite anybody, but he mauled a Chattanooga police car in what might have been a confused attempt to take a bite out of crime. The persistent pooch managed to tear off a section of the front bumper and damage the tires.

The Chattanooga Times Free Press reports that a judge ruled that Winston had been a very bad dog. He was sentenced to obedience and canine good citizen classes, and he’ll have to wear a tag that says he is “potentially dangerous.”

Charges against his owner will be dismissed if the classes are completed successfully.

Owner Nancy Emerling said Winston got out of a fenced-in area at a welding shop March 14.

Maybe it’s time to move to Tennessee.

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March 25th, 2010 | Author:

My husband got this off the internet.  I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I thought it was worth sharing.

As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the Kentucky back country. I was not familiar with the backwoods and got lost among the back roads. I arrived an hour late & saw that the funeral director was gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. Only the diggers and crew were left and they were eating lunch.

I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played my heart out like never before for this man with no family or friends. As I played “Amazing Grace” the workers began to weep. We all wept together. Then I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full. As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, “I never seen nothin’ like that before, and I been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.”

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March 23rd, 2010 | Author:

According to this piece from LibertarianChristians.com, the system to take care of your car is better than the one that takes care of your body.

1. Prices – The most obvious difference is price.  Gas Stations have big signs advertising their prices so that you as a consumer can decide how much you are willing to pay without even slowing down along the highway.  There are federal regulations that prohibit hospitals from advertising and competing based on prices.

2. Upfront Estimates – When you need a mechanic to replace your head gasket, he will give you an upfront estimate of the price.  He will often give you a list of less expensive alternatives if they are available.  When you ask a surgeon to replace your heart, there are federal regulations and AMA rules that prevent the distribution of price estimates.

3. Competition – If someone wants to build a Gas Station across the street from a competing Gas Station, its quite alright.  If someone wants to build a hospital, they have to prove to the Federal Trade Commission that the hospital won’t lower prices in the community or cause undue competition.

4. Monopoly – In the early 20th century, the federal government broke up a monopoly on oil and gasoline distribution. [Not quite. The government actually paved the way for the current near-oligopoly through legislation and regulation. See comments below and Thomas DiLorenzo for more information.] In the mid-20th century, they created a monopoly on hospitals and doctors because the American Medical Association said there were too many doctors, too much competition, and doctor’s couldn’t earn enough money.

5. Do It Yourself – When you go to the Gas Station, you can pay someone to fix your car and fill up your tank, or you can buy what you need to do it yourself.  At a hospital or pharmacy, you can’t make any decisions on what medications you can take, dosage levels, or treatments.  You must have the “official” opinion of a state regulated doctor.

6. Choice – When shopping for mechanics, you can decide to hire your handy neighbor, or find someone with all the latest training and certifications.  When shopping for doctors, your only choice is regulated by the state.

7. Purchasing Power – When you buy gasoline, you are paying for the gasoline you actually purchase (and a little extra for the small amount of theft).  When you buy healthcare, your price includes a large government imposed subsidy for those who can’t afford it, thus making healthcare less affordable to more and more people each year.

So in the infinite wisdom of the crooks in Washington, Obamacare is adding more regulation – 111 new bureaucracies and estimates of 50,000 + new federal “jobs” – and they tell us prices will come down?

They really do think we’re all idiots.


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March 19th, 2010 | Author:

From the BBC:

US Secretary of State Hillary Clinton has sharply rebuked Israel over its recent decision to build new settlements in East Jerusalem.

Close to 500,000 Jews live in more than 100 settlements built since Israel’s 1967 occupation of the West Bank and East Jerusalem. They are illegal under international law, although Israel disputes this.

from the DryBonesBlog:

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March 15th, 2010 | Author:

So I’m working at the computer yesterday. Yes, working. I’m diligently researching and writing the book I started many moons ago. The hard part is staying focused and not getting distracted by the news of the day and tales of my blogger buddies. My success is determined by how little you hear from me, so I’ve been doing okay, eh? Anyhow.

I’m working at the computer yesterday, and suddenly I hear this horrendously loud clattering noise in the kitchen. Assuming that one or more of the Three Musketeers (a.k.a. The 7-Month-Old Kitties Three) have gotten into something they shouldn’t, I turn to go investigate. Before I can get out of my chair, the clattering noise has continued through the living room into the computer room, in the person of Pumpkin (a.k.a. the orange trouble-making champ.) As this panicked feline phenom turns to make his getaway, I see that he has a mouse glue-trap attached to his rear foot.

So I’m off in hot pursuit.  The clattering terror is eventually trapped between my husband and myself, where I can grab him.  While I held him, acquiring only minor injuries, my husband gently disengaged him from the glue trap.  We then stuck his foot in some soapy water, rinsed, dried, and let him loose.

For about an hour, with every step he took, he kicked his back feet, which produced a very strange gate.

Moral of the story:  Don’t leave cupboard doors open for more than an instant.

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