Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Girls und Panzer Abridged: A Review

The girls and their Panzer 4. L-R: Saori Takebe, Mako Reizei,
Yukari Akiyama, Commander Miho Nishizume and Hana Isuzu.

Girls und Panzer Abridged: A Review

Stumbled across this on You Tube. Give it a try!

Episode 1 - Miho enters her new school, meets new friends ...

Hana: "Hey look! It's the new girl!

Saori: "Why does she smell like vomit and shame?"

Hana: "Hey!"

Miho: "Oh look! ... A wild lesbian appeared."

Hana: "What did that b---- just say!?"

... is "persuaded" to pick "Tankery" (Why do I cringe when I hear that!?) as her mandatory elective ...

Anzu (In raspy, masculine voice.): "Awright! Listen up Maggots! We're starting up Tankery again ... You like tanks?"

Crowded auditorium: "YAY!"

Anzu: " 'Course ya do! Bitches love tanks!"

... and the new teams assemble for their first meeting.

Erwin: "Vait! ... Vhere are ze panzers?!"

Anzu: "Your problem Little Miss Hitler! Not mine!"

Anzu Kadotani. In the actual series, she says this in a MUCH nicer way.

Episode 2 - The girls find some tanks ...

Momo (On cell phone.): "-'Sup?"

Saori: "Yo! Bitch! We found a tank!"

Momo: "I'll get the illegals in the auto shop to pick it up."

... and receive hands-on training.

Miho: Wait ... Are you using live ammunition?"

Erwin: "Vell ja ... Ze intent vas to kill you, nein?"

Hana: "What? No!"

Erwin: "Oh scheiss! It vasn't? ... Oh vell. (Turns to gunner.) NOW KILL THEM!"

"I like how you guys took the idea of camouflage
and just ... threw it out the window."

Episode 3 - The girls prepare for their first competition ...

Miho: "I like how you guys took the idea of camouflage and just ... threw it out the window."

Erwin: "I wanted a schvastika, but neinnnnn! Havin' zese nazis vere baaaaad people!"

... practice further, receiving praise from Momo ...

Momo: "OK ... so ... Second day practice went well. I despise all of you a little less than before ... and THAT ... in and of itself ... is an accomplishment."

Unspecfied Team Member: "Who put YOU in charge!?"

Momo : "Anzu ... Go ask her about it ... She looooves being questioned."

UTM: "I withdraaaaw my question!"

So far, Gunmetal Stug has done only three episodes. The voices matched the characters better than Sentais' English dub! Definitely looking forward to the rest.

Preview for Episode 4:

Kay/Kei (Dub line of George C. Scott as Patton.): "Rommel!? ... You magnificent bastard! I READ YOUR BOOK!"

Erwin: "OH VUNDERBAR! Look everyone! Ze cowboy can reeead!"

Girls und Panzer Abridged episodes 1, 2, 3.

Girls und Panzer ... Finally! here.

I Want My Girls und Panzer ... NOW! here.

That Stupid Dance!: A Girls und Panzer fanfiction story here.

Girls und Panzerlied: A Girls und Panzer/Battle of the Bulge crossover fanfiction story here.

Girls und Panzer/Kellys' heroes here.

When Fun Is Outlawed here.

C V Fords' profile page and fanfiction story list on fanfiction.net here.

Fan Fiction.net here.

Go to Jays' Tee Vee blog main page here.

Friday, December 27, 2013

Girls und Panzer ... FINALLY!

Anglerfish team, the shows' principle characters, sitting atop the turret of their
 Panzer 4. L-R: Mako Reizei, Saori Takebe, Commander Miho Nishizumi,
Yukari Akiyama, and Hana Isuzu.

Girls und Panzer ... FINALLY!


Jay Agan

My Christmas present to myself FINALLY arrived on the day after: The Uninvited, a ghost story from 1944 starring Ray Milland, and the anime series Girls und Panzer. And something of a mixed bag it is.

Particularly Girls und Panzer. I had been waiting over a year to have this one in my hot little hands. I was initially attracted to this series as I'm something of a history buff and was always into the vehicles of World War II. The silly premise of "Tankery" (Tinkery, tankery, tock, the Maus ran up the clock ... Good Grief! Call it Sensha-do or Panzerfahren. Anything but THAT!) as part of a schools' athletic program screams ANIME(!) all the way. Having watched the show (Twice!) on Crunchyroll and viewed clips on You Tube countless times, I was ready for Sentai Filmworks to come out with the English dub here.

I'm somewhat disappointed with the English dub. Except for some of the minor characters, I didn't think the voices matched the characters well (Though I thought Hilary Haag, Yui in Angel Beats, was pretty good as Katyusha.). The "old pros" in the cast, (Monica Rial, Brittney Karbowski, Luci Christian, Tiffany Grant etc.) were definitely under used.

Riko "Erwin" Matsumoto: One of the series'
more interesting character designs

In Angel Beats, Sentai avoided substituting the original Japanese singing (Girldemo performances and the graduation song.) with English renditions. Here they didn't. The Anko dance singing in episode 9, sounded half hearted and clumsy as did the "snow march". The substitution of the Pravda girls singing the Katyusha in episode 8 with some kind of Russian "folk polka" music (I guess some copyright issues or something were involved.) didn't help the show either.

Being an old white guy who speaks English, I'm usually all for English dubs. In this case though, the original Japanese is far superior and I'll watch it in that in the future.

All in all I'm glad I now have this series on my shelf. Due to the "poor" English dub, I'm even gladder I got this at a reduced price through Deep Discount DVD (By way of Amazon.).

Article (only) copyright © 12-27-13 Jay Agan

Page 3, Chapter 3 from the manga. The characters seem out of scale. Should be
twice the size they are. Makes the Panzer 4 look like an absolute monster!

Wikipedia review of The Uninvited here.

Wikipedia article of Ray Milland here.

Wikipedia review of Girls und Panzer here.

Crunchyroll anime streaming website here.

Sentai Filmworks website here.

Wikipedia article on Hilary Haag here.

Wikipedia article on Monica Rial here.

Wikipedia article on Brittney Karbowski here.

Wikipedia article on Luci Christian here.

Wikipedia article on Tiffany Grant here.

Wikipedia article on Angel Beats here.

Deep Discount DVD website here.

Amazon.com website here.

The "switched out" Katyusha Girls und Panzer segment here.

Same as above but "full" version with extra footage here.

The Japanese dub "snow march" here.

Japanese Snow March here.

Girls und Panzerlied fanfiction story by C V Ford here.

Girls und Panzer "That Stupid Dance!" fanfiction story by C V Ford here.

C V Fords' profile page with list of stories on fanfiction.net here.

Two of my Girls und Panzer blog articles: 1, 2.

Go to Jays' Tee Vee blog main page here.

Monday, December 23, 2013


It's a blast!


Scrooge was right.

Bob Cratchit was a whiner.

Tiny Tim was a malingerer.

HO! HO! Hummmm ...........

Christmas! Aaaaaaaaargh! ...  Grrrrrrr! ... Grumble ... Grumble ...

Weird Al Yankovics' Christmas At Ground Zero here.

Weird Al Yankovics' Christmas At Ground Zero anime style here.

Weird Al Yankovics The Night Santa Went Crazy here.

Go to Jays' Tee Vee blog main page here.

Friday, December 20, 2013

Real Hope: No Change Needed

Real Hope: No Change Needed

Ran across this on the net. It amuses. Though I wonder about the "21st Century Filth" button. All the same, thanks for the memories Bob

Wikipedia bio of Bob Hope here.

Go to Jays' Tee Vee blog main page here.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

I Guess They Showed Him!

Only fools would think these are worth only a dollar apiece.

I Guess They Showed Him!

Was at the check out of a hardware store a couple weeks ago. Lady gives me my change, two quarters, sounded kinda' funny as they clinked. I look down. A 1964 and a '58. Silver!

"Better check your til ma'am."


"No one just gets two SILVER quarters as change these days. Better have a look."

Sure enough. The quarter compartment is all silver.

"Best switch it out. Other wise you're just giving money away."

Both cashier and manager were going through the til as I left. Guess someone raided grand dads' coin stash.

This reminded me of a story a former boss told me.

His in-laws hated him. Not only the parents but his wifes' brothers and sisters as well. Not just a strong dislike but ABSO-STINKINGLUTELY HATED him.


He took their "sweet little girl" from them.

Never mind that "sweet little girl" was well into her twenties when they met and that she was perfectly capable of making decisions for herself. HE TOOK HER AWAY FROM THEM! Even though the two had kids, the in-laws speculated on wether or not the filthy beast was having his way with her. Sex while married ... Geez! Just what's the world coming to!? To them, the guy was beyond disgusting.

As an aside, "sweet little girl" and the in-laws were what is known as "hard shell Baptists". Wouldn't surprise me if they were rapture bunnies.

Well, the old man ups and croaks to that Dante-esque level in Heaven for the dual diagnosed head up butt/anally retentive and leaves behind a sizable pile of silver dollars.

The guy claimed to have made the family a fair offer, more than "face" value for the coins but they would have none of it. He may have taken their "sweet little girl" away from them but they would be danged if they were gonna' let him "put one over" on them. Didn't occur to them to look up the stock market figures to find out the "spot" value on "junk" silver coins and make a counter offer (Not to mention there may have been a "collectable" or more in that stash worth even more than "spot".). NO SIR! By golly, they weren't about to let him "get the better" of them ...

They'd show him! And did!

They took the hoard down to the local bank and exchanged them ... At "face" value.

That's right! Dollar for dollar. One greenback for each silver dollar.

On inquiring from others, he found they didn't even let out a peep when they saw some of the bank employees, RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM do the same in reverse and pocket them.

The idiots later laughed at him to his face how they foiled his attempts to "cheat" them. They could only wonder why he smiled and shook his head.

"If God didn't want them sheared, he would not have made them sheep." - Eli Wallach as Calvera the bandit in the film, The Magnificent Seven.

Stoooopid rapture bunnies ...

"If God didn't want them sheared, he would not have made them sheep."

Go to Jays' Tee Vee blog main page here.

Friday, December 13, 2013

A Little Azumanga Humor

Wait! Chiyo-chan! Don't touch that! Poison! You'll end up with a mark on
your posterior! Damn loliconers'd love that ... Credit: Empyu at Deviantart.

This guy's about as funny as a child molester ... Oh! ... Wait!

Always thought those ads were creepy ...

Credit: JA

Empyu at Deviantart here.

JAs' Anime Fanarts Gallery here.

Go to Jays' Tee Vee blog main page here.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Nelson Mandela: One Mans' "Hero" Is Another Mans' Terrorist

L-R: Winnie Mandela, Nelson Mandela and Yossel "Joe" Slovo
at an ANC rally in the ninties.

Nelson Mandela: One Mans' "Hero" Is Another Mans' Terrorist

I prefer calling him the latter.

Certainly no hero of mine.

Don't Mourn for Mandela here.

The Real Mandela In His Own Words here.

Can Whites Escape Post-Mandela Bloodbath? here. The pre-Mandela bloodbath hasn't been exactly low key there either.

Joe Farahs' World Net Daily blog here.

Go to Jays' Tee Vee blog main page here.

Friday, December 6, 2013

Beyond Wrong and Wonderful: A REWRITE of an End of Evangelion/Azumanga Daioh Crossover Fanfiction

Beyond Wrong & Wonderful: A REWRITE of an End of Evangelion/Azumanga Daioh Crossover Fanfiction


C V Ford

U.S Dept. of Defense disc # 07734XXXXXX


Item: Post Third Impact Ground Zero survivor/eyewitness interviews, NERV personnel courtesy of Imperial Japanese Govt.

Additional Transcripts/media courtesy NERV and Japanese Ministry of Defense.

Interview #39

Subject: Professor Chiyo Mihama P.H.D.

Born: XXX-XX-19XX

Age: XX

Edjucation History:

XXXXXX Grammer School Tokyo, Japan 19-- to 20-- left age 10. Advanced five grades.

XXXXXXXX High School Tokyo, Japan 20-- to 20-- graduated, Keiron Award, class valedictorian, age 13.

Pacific Institute of Technology, Los Angeles, Calif. United States 20XX to 20XX. Graduated age 18.

Major: Electrical Engineering/Computer Science

Minor: Astronomy. Received 20XX Clayton Forrester Award of Advanced Achievment in Astronomical Studies.

GPA: 4.5 entire duration of enrollment.

Post graduate studies in residence at Lawrence Livermore Jet Propulsion Laboratory, Pasadena, Calif.: Various joint U.S./Japanese projects (CLASSIFIED).

Professional/Work History:
Asst. Administrator, Tech/Research Dept., Mihama Tech Industries Ltd. XXX-XX-20XX to XXX-XX-20XX.

Administrator, Tech/Research Dept., Mihama Tech Industries Ltd. XXX-XX-20XX to XXX-XX=20XX.

Liason between Mihama Tech Industries Ltd. & UN/GEHIRN XXX-XX-20XX to XXX-XX-20XX. Three months.

Administrator: Maintenance/Systems Analysis Depts. NERV (non-MAGI systems). XXX-XX-20XX to XXX-XX-20XX (3 I Day).

Now part of joint team MAGI Systems Research/Maintenance. XXX-XX-20XX to present.

Interviewer: R. Edward Serling P.H.D., Maj. U.S.A.R.

Contents as follows:






Intro and preliminaries over, the major looked at the tiny figure sitting opposite him across the table. In spite of her record she did not at the moment, exude the confidence and professionalism one would expect from a leading scientist/engineer. At least in normal times. The AFTERMATH left far too many of the returnees, himself included, in a less than stable frame of mind. Some more so.

Nervous, with a look of apprehension, at times visibly trembing. Yet ... Appearances belied the true character of  the person seated. The Japanese government allowed one of their top brains to be interviewed by him and according to the dossier as well as other sources, she was practically a national asset.

Though long since out of college, with an already impressive professional record, she was still quite young. Though in her mid twenties, she yet had much of the "little girl" about her, even still putting her hair in pigtails. The sharp contrast of the lab coat only emphasized her seeming vulnerability. Such was the plight of the premature genius.

Noticing her eyes wander to the pack of cigarettes on the table, he asked, "care for one?"

"Uh ... no," answering in perfect, accentless English. "I thought of taking it up but ... A habit like that wouldn't help. Not ... this ..."

The voice trailed off.

"If you want to post-pone, we can set it for later this week."

"No ... no ... I'd rather get this done now. Putting it off won't help ... Best to get it out of the way. I've been through this before ... just ... hard to do. No ... I'm as ready when you are ... ready as I'll ever be ...

The interviewer glanced at the sound booth to his right, getting the technicians' OK. The stenotype operator to the left at his machine, also nodding. Two others present, a Japanese Nat. Fed plainclothes leaned with his back in a near corner, arms folded, watching intently and a matronly nurse a couple chairs away, looking on.

Questionaire sheets in one hand he started to scrawl on the legal pad with the other and proceeded.

"What was the general mood at Tokyo 3 NERV before the JSSDF moved on the facility?"

"Relief but tense."

The officer noted a slight lessening of anxiousness in the subject. The start of the interview seemed a needed hurdle to have been jumped.

"Tense ... as in-"

"Everyone was so relieved ... glad. The 'war' was over. No more 'angels'. The enemy was gone." Her tension lessened even more. "At the same time we were going to be, as they say ... out of a job. Rumors were coming from all directions about disbanding NERV, keeping parts of it going, incorporating it into the armed forces/government ... things like that. We had no ... idea ... our own military was coming after us."

"Plans for the future?

"I intended to stay with NERV in some capacity in whatever form it would take after. If totally broken up I was going to try to grab up and take as many people with me to my familys' company."

"Mihama Tech Industries?"

"Yes. Too much talent I didn't want to see wasted."

"What was your position at NERV during this time?"

"I was adminsitrative head of the Maintenance/Systems Analysis Dept. They also had me working with Aquisitions and Communications."

"Anything to do with the MAGI system?"

"No. What we were involved with was organisation/maintenance of all non MAGI systems/communications. IT, LAN, satellite, data, admin, payroll, book keeping, inventory and the like. I was there partly because much of the related technology & software was supplied/designed by my familys' company & affiliates."

"Any interaction with Ritsuko Akagi?"

"Mostly as was needed on a professional basis. While our support was useful to her, the MAGI systems were worlds apart in configuration, makeup and purpose. My department had no access other than what was needed.

"I met with her not only as much as my duties allowed, but also socially, which wasn't that much. She was a heavy workaholic so it was only her very rare breaks, lunch and required social functions I could catch her at."

"Try to pick her brains?"

"Tried ... and that's about it. She was usually tight lipped and even more so toward the end."

"Any inkling of contact after Third Impact?"

"None. Considering what everyone experienced and the trial she would probably face, I don't think we'll ever see her again." The professors' face darkened. "Just as well ..."

"As for what you ... we ... went through, we'll get to that shortly."

"All right." Eyes widened slightly.

The Interviewer went on.

"Any interaction with General (then Major) Katsuragi?"

"Then, about as much as with Dr. Akagi. Now ... lots. Of course I can only speak in broad terms about our present working relationship."

"Of course."

"She's ... a lot more outgoing than Akagi ever was. Has to be considering she's taken over Gendo Ikaris' position."

"About Ikari ... did he-"



All in the room stiffened at the sudden outburst, soundman in the booth ripping off his headphones.

All looked at the now not so small figure, hands gripping the table.

"The less said of him ... the better ... ," she spat through clenched teeth. "If he EVER comes back, I hope they ...

"Sorry." Tension drained, the hands relaxed.

"That's quite all right," the major replied. "We all know EXACTLY how you feel."

"Yeah ... " wry chuckle. "I guess you would ... I ... We all ... had a taste of Heaven ... or hell ... The most wonderful yet saddest, messed up experience I ... I ...

"It's OK," the interviewer again reassured. "We've all been through it."

"I'm never going to forget ... ever."

Glancing at the list, the major decided on a new tack.

"What is your present position at NERV?"

"I'm now part of the joint team managing/studying the MAGI supercomputers and related technologies. I'm not at liberty to say much but give the devils their due, the Akagis were nothing short of brilliant beyond belief! ... I've said too much already."

"The Eva pilots?"

"Saw them mostly at a distance. Passing in the halls, things like that. Shinji's the only Ikari I have any sympathy for ... I mean ... ALL THREE of those kids were messed up badly even before they arrived at Tokyo 3. And that father of his ... ," The small face darkened again. "We're only just beginning to decrypt his journals. From what I gather, he ... probably had less regard for his son as he did for humanity in general ... Using him like that. Using everyone ... ALL of us ..."

"We should-"

"It's ... OK ... OK. I'm fine ... ," waving him off. "I DO feel sorry for Shinji. I recently recieved an invitation to his & Asukas' wedding. From what little I've seen of them I can't think of a more unlikely pair."

"About Ayanami."

The professor paused while those about tensed as they inwardly glanced at their own experiences with the pale harbinger.

"From examination of what info we've collected, she
was in a situation WAY beyond her control ... "

"From examination of what info we've collected, she was in a situation WAY beyond her control. As much as I feel sorry about her ... I ... I still get the chills when I think about her. She was ... after all ... the catalyst for Third Impact.

"Damn ... Gendo ... Clones ... of his own wife ... can you believe it? HIS OWN WIFE!" Mihamas' hands waved in emphasis. "There are indications that Yui Ikari not only went along with this insane instrumentality scheme but may have actually thought it up herself."

"Any thoughts on their motives?"

"The idea of attaining Heaven ... without God ... or a heaven of sorts. And that SEELE bunch latching on and going with it, backing it to the hilt ... insane ... No other word to describe it."

"Let's talk about your experience."

"Ye ee ssss?" The professors' eyes widened.


"As in ...?"

"How about starting with the initial assault."

Looking down at the table, the professor paused a few moments.

"I was in the main admin offices when the attack hit. We just couldn't ... believe it! Our own military attacking us! It was only much later after everything ... EVERY ONE! ... came apart ... then back together. Well ... some of us ...

"All we knew was ... as you Americans say ... 'all hell broke loose'. They had orders to kill ... every one of us ... wether we were armed of not! I now understand why. They were as much pawns in that sick game as we were. But then ... it was total betrayal!

"My fellow countrymen gunning us down ... like diseased animals ... mass murder! Most of us didn't have weapons. We were scientists ... academics ... technicians ... paper pushers ... we ..."

"Your actual transcendance/instrumentality-"

Not heeding the major, she went on, eyes intense.

"Bullets hitting everywhere, I grabbed a letter opener ... crawled under a table. Things happening so fast ... Couldn't think straight ... thoughts were a confused jumble. I could only think of what little I could do with a letter opener against a heavily armed man. I prayed for it to stop ... go away. I wanted to curl up in a ball, shut my eyes tight and wish it gone. I was ... so ..... DAMNED ... scared.

"It wasn't like an Eva unit fighting it out some distance away. It was right there about to kill me! Me ...

"I prayed and prayed for it to stop ..."

Resigned to letting Mihama finish, the major urged, "And ... "

"I don't know how long it lasted. Seemed minutes & hours at the same time. It was then ... it did stop."

"Go on ... "

The professor took in a deep breath.

"The shooting subsided momentarily. I thought the slaughter was over ... it was ... But not the way I ... or anyone else ... wanted.

"So if-"

"What happened next was ... TOTAL ... BIZARRE ... MADNESS!"

Shaking, the tiny figure, eyes wide, looked straight into the interrogators'. The intensity wild and voltaic.

"Ever hear a MAN scream when he's scared? When he's really frightened of something? When it's something so totally out of control and he can't comprehend what it is let alone cope with at all?

"Sounds just like a womans'. Maybe a slightly lower pitch but just like a womans' scream. No manly type of yell ... an unnatural keening wail ... smashing your eardrums to jagged shards ... A rending tear into the soul. That's what men sound like under ABSOLUTE  terror.

"Other sounds too," she added while shaking her head with blinking eyes. "Laughter(?). Cries ... of delight! The kind you hear little children make at Christmas and birthday parties. Squeals ... singing ... hysterical babbling. Some shooting ... some ...

"Are you all right? Can we get you anything?"

"No ... no ..... It's OK! ... ." She shakily reached for the bottle in front of  her. "This ... water's fine."

"If you can't go on, we can stop and pick up on this later."

"It's all right." She gulped the water down. " ... I'm OK. Let's ... finish this ..."

"Very well."

Shaking subsiding, she continued.

"More sounds. People shouting ... screaming things ... things like names of loved ones & such ... like ... 'You're not her!', 'NO!', 'But you're dead!', 'It can't be!' ... 'Stay away!'. 'Oh my God!' ... 'I love you!' (?) ... that kind of thing.

"I chanced a look from under the table ... her ...

The major stiffened, anticipating what the professor would mention next. "Her?"

"The Ayanami girl."

Stillness again descended on the room. All eyes on Professor Mihama again staring down at the table, a look of calm dread on her face. The major, policeman, nurse, steno, engineers, all having their own psychic depths dredged within.

"Yes ... ," the military man thought aloud, heaviness in chest. "The Ayanami girl-"

"She ... She just  ... STOOD there ... With that impassive, expressionless look she always had about her. No regard for the chaos all around. Seemed not to notice at all ... Like she couldn't tell the difference from everyday or the hell we were in the middle of at that moment.

"I motioned for her to get under the table with me, then looked around to see if anyone else was close. It was then I realized ... she had been standing a couple feet ... off the floor! Floating! ... hovering! ...

"Oh yes ... ," sweat on the officers' face forming.

"I turned back quickly and ... there ... HE was ... "

The military man cocked his head to the side in puzzlement. "There WHO was?"

"Mr. Tadakichi!"

"Mr. ... Tadakichi?"

"He was a dog I had as a child," she explained. "A Great Pyranees. Mom and Dad got him for me when I was five. He was a constant companion. Went with me to America when I attended Pacific Tech. Died ... a year after I graduated. I cried for months after ... I've always missed him ..."

"But it wasn't-"

"No ... ," a look of resigned sadness crossed the subjects' face. "He wasn't ... It wasn't ... him."

"But you-"

"I wasn't thinking straight. Between being frightened & all the confusion ... I completely forgot myself. I was just so ... glad ... HAPPY ... to see him! I knew he was dead but I just wanted to hold on to him and hang on ... couldn't help myself.

"So I grabbed ahold of him tight & close. So ... happy ... Not for the longest time had I ever been so happy! Fear ... noise ... confusion. Death all around ... Didn't matter. I was just so WANTING to have him back ... wasn't thinking ... at all. ... then ...

"Yes?" All in the room asked from within though it was the major actually uttering it.

"I felt suddenly ... disembodied ... uh ... separated ... from ... yet feeling ... EVERYTHING! ... The ... rush of ... wind ... around ... through me. Traveling at incredible speed ... upward ... Upward to a vast spherical black mass of energy. I and thousands ... MILLIONS ... of others. Swarming in ... around ... through this mass and into the hands holding it, of a form of a colossal humanoid female entity ...

"Go on ... ," the major himself gripping the table in his own recall.

"Once entering this ...  anomaly ... I was surrounded on all sides. Above and below, by ... vast multitudes of ... people ... floating ... swirling about me. Incredible speeds attained as we all swarmed about one another.

"Millions ... MILLIONS ... of voices laughing, singing ... of ... release ... joy ... Happiness beyond measure. In spite of it ... that chaos and noise ... It felt ... was ... peaceful ... Restful at the same time.

"I didn't feel it in just me but in everyone else. I was not only me ... but ... EVERYBODY! I knew everyone ... and everyone ... knew me. Every name, detail, thought ... emotion of everyone ... all ... at ... once! The very same time!

"At that instant we were all one person. One ... single ... thinking ... breathing ... individual.

"It was then everything changed around me and ... and I saw ... them ..."


"Two friends ... as they were from long ago ... high school. Yomi Mizuhara and ... Osaka!"

"Osaka?" Asked the major. His puzzlement helped quell the ingrained apprehensions from his own experience.

"A wonderfully strange kid. Looked at everything
from angles no one else thought possible."

"Osaka is what we all called her as that's where she's from," the professor explained. "Her actual name was Ayumu Kasuga. A wonderfully strange kid. Looked at everything from angles no one else thought possible. We all thought the world of her. I ... still do ... all of them.

"We all kept in touch after graduation. Yomi became a nurse & dietician while Osaka became a teacher and later an author of childrens' books. The others were ..."

"It seems a lot of care giving and artistic types never returned."

"Never ... re ... turnnnn ... Oh! ... Dear God ... oh ... God I-

"THAT GOD DAMN ... IKARI!" Professor Mihama bolted up standing, fists clenched. Both plainclothes and nurse quickly sidling up.

"That BASTARD turned the whole f-----g universe upside down! ... shook it up ... and ... and dumped it out! Killed billions! If not killed ... what!? Trying to unify humanity into a single gestalt being? An ... oversoul? WHAT THE HELL ... WAS ... HE ... THINKING!? Doing everybody a big favor? MY GOD! Where does someone like that get off doing what he did! Where does ANYONE ... with something like that!? What kind of sick demons were rattling around in that bent skull!? Next evolutionary step? What the ... HELL ... does THAT mean!?

"We thought we were defending humanity. SAVING THE WOOOORLD! Fighting the big bad aliens ... keeping them from wiping us all out.

"And all this time ... it was nothing more than a sick little game between a bunch of super rich would be 'saviors' and a ... " she muttered unintelligably in an effort to down profanity. " ... twisted mind. With us, the 'angels' , and everyone else in the middle as expendable playing pieces. Ikaris' son included. His own son! I ... I ...

"I never thought it possible ... that there could be such a creature ... as a ... a ... a homicidal humanitarian!"

"If you want, we can-"

"NO! ... No! ... ," she replied, sitting down hard. "I'm ... finishing this ..."

"Yes but-"

"BUT ... NOTHING! ... but ... ," the professor calmed slightly. "I ... I ... I'm sorry ..."

"No ... don't be."

"But I am! I've never been sorrier since that day. I ... will ... never ... EVER! ... be the same."

"It's doubtful anyone will."

"I ... I know there's a hell. You ... me ... ," She gave a quick look around at the others. "We ... we all got hit with more than a look at Heaven, albeit a false one... so I KNOW there's a hell. As real as anything. And it's my dearest hope that Gendo Ikari, Ritsuko Akagi, Keele Lorenz ... and the rest of that SEELE bunch ... BURN! What they did was beyond unforgivable!"

"Your friends ... the two you had seen. Did they-"

"We were so happy to see one another. We were there ... in high school ... uniforms & all. I was 10 again! Walking the halls, my dog trotting with us. I expected Sakaki, Kagura, Tomo, Kaorin & Chihiro to show up at any moment!"

"Other friends of yours?"

"Yes ... ones who came back ... Thank God! On talking with them later, I learned they had similar experiences. Yomi and Osaka were trying to get us all back together! My guess is ... one convinced the other ... and they went looking for the rest of us."

"So they-"

"They were on either side of me. Telling me how great
it would be ... how it could be like this forever ... "

"They were on either side of me. Telling me how great it would be ... how it could be like this forever. Reliving our good times when we were young and then some! It wouldn't have to end ... just go on and on non-stop. Even getting around to things we didn't try 'cause we were having too much fun doing what we were doing already.

"I wanted it ... so much ... but ...

"Couldn't ...

"Why?" The major asked himself as much as she.

"Didn't feel right. I wanted it ... not right. It was ... WAY ... beyond wonderful ... but ... not right."

"Right as in ..."

"Total, flawless fun & happiness? With no effort or chance of unfulfillment? No possibility of failure, loss or price? No ... challenge?

"I remember our good times but we had struggles too. Our conflicts ... bad times. Those were what made the good worth it. What good is doing your best when even your worst still makes you come off a winner?

"I don't think I said it right ..."

"I think I get what you mean. So ... "

"I ... had to leave. I had responsibilities. Even if in that dreamworld I was physically that little girl from long ago, mentally ... I could 'never go home again'. I'm different now than what I was then or even ten minutes ago.

"Couldn't stay ...

"... really nothing there for me ...

"I chose to come back."

"How did you know how to return?"

"I didn't KNOW how." Pausing with some exasperation. "I just knew I could and did. I know it's not an adequate explanation. As a scientist I have a responsibility to explain such seeming illogic but I can't."

"So you returned-"

"Yomi, Osaka and even Mr. Tadakichi did what they could to dissuade me but I had to go. It broke my heart to leave ... still ... does," she choked down a sob, pausing. "... But there was no way I could stay. Since then there have been times I wish I did ...

"God help me! At times, I want to go back! I'm scared if the opportunity ever came again I'd just might jump at it! ... And take the others ... ALL OF THEM ... with me! ... God forgive me ... I ...

Mihama, holding her head with one hand, other grasping the water glass, gave a long pause in an effort not to break down, nurse now sitting right next to her.

"I tried ... telling them ... of the real Heaven and the real way to get there as I have in the past but they'd have none of it. I wished them well. Wherever they are ... I hope they're ... happy ...

"I'll NEVER see them ... again ..."

The interviewer waited a moment before urging. "About your return."

His prompt seemed to snap her out of it.

"Next thing I know, I'm back under the table. Stark naked! Got my clothes on fast as I could but still stayed hidden til ... for hours it seemed.

"There was still some shooting ... Most of the combatants were either traumatized to incapacity or just in no mood to fight. A good number of our own security unit rallied. Many of our former attackers took off. Several military units not under SEELE influence were based near Tokyo 3 and not involved in the initial fighting. They managed to pull themselves together and impose a cease fire in the area.

"People who died in the initial assault came back without even a scratch. Others who went unhurt were never seen again. The first shall be last ... the last shall be first ...

"For a while it was pandemonium ... chaos the world over. It was over a week before regular communications were restored. As soon as I could, I tried to get in touch with everyone I knew. Except for a few, I found most still with us ... Yomi and Osaka weren't among them ...

"I first contacted a friend in the Nat. Fed. Police, Tomo Takino. She was way ahead of me. She had already pulled some strings and had investigations going on top of the inevitable flood of missing persons cases."

"This the Tomo you mentioned before?

"Yes. She entered the law enforcement academy while still in college. She's now a liason between the police and ICPO (Interpol).

"I hoped it was only a bad dream somehow and they'd still be found. There hasn't been a trace ... Tomo's still searching. She and Yomi were close ... and Osaka ... those two ... Oh dear God! ..."

"Real Heaven and the real way ... ," the major mused. "It says in your dossier you're a convert to Christianity. Has it helped you cope in any way?"

"Yes. I accepted Jesus Christ as savior and ruler of my life my second year at Pacific Tech ... He ... He's now also the keeper of my sanity. I ... I ... I know I haven't been giving a good behavioral example of what a Christian should be in this interview."

"Quite understandable. Third Impact's taken a HUGE toll on most. We've seen clergymen break down & vent in some interviews like you wouldn't believe. Swearing like sailors! Not to mention the devout in other religions & belief systems.

"You are NOT alone."

"Not ... alone ... " Professor Mihama, face in hands, broke down. "Osaka? ... Yomi? ...  "OH MY GOD! ... Oh ... sweet ... Jesus! ... OH DEAR GOD! ... nooooooo ..."


As the plainclothes and nurse escorted the scientist out, the major looked about.

His typing done, the steno, left hand to face and breathing deeply, stared at the floor, mopping at his face with a handkerchief. In the booth, the video tech, arms folded and looking down, stood in a corner, softly crying. The sound man, excriutiatingly stern faced and unblinking, gazed at his panel.

As with the rest of the now less than three billion on Earth, they had their own stories, their own beyond deep, post Third Impact regrets and anguish.


Back in his hotel room, the officer lay on the bed, hands behind head and stared at the ceiling. The several months of this assignment, though weighing heavily, was something of a catharsis. One emotions filled interview after another had made him seemingly immune to venting his own. The tears of others helped keep his own to a minimum and he was glad of it. Now was one of the few times he allowed for it.

For the first in a long time, the tears flowed freely ...



I left some dates Xed in the "dossier" section as to leave room for "expansion" if the Evangelion "rebuild" movies allow for it. Otherwise this relates to the TV series & End of Evangelion.

"Pacific Tech" is a fictional university depicted in George Pals' classic movie War of the Worlds (Paramount Pictures 1953). "Clayton Forrester" (Played by Gene Barry.) is the films' main protagonist.

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Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Neon Genesis Evangelion and the Hero Named Shinji

Eva Unit 01, Chief of Operations Misato Katsuragi and Eva pilot Shinji Ikari.

Neon Genesis Evangelion and the Hero Named Shinji



Two years ago I watched one of the most well known anime, Neon Genesis Evangelion. I didn’t like it. It was weird. Strangely though, one of my favorite aspects of the show was Shinji Ikari. The kid who couldn't do anything. Mocked in anime circles world wide, this kid was the only thing that grounded me to the original series.

Shinji is not your typical hero. He is definitely not the typical shōnen style hero. He is known as a coward. He is known for his complete indecisiveness and lack of motivation. He is not a hero by most peoples' perspectives. However, I think he is much more like a real life hero, than a fictional and romanticized one. I do not believe Shinji is a coward, he is a compassionate hero.

When Shinji is first taken to NERV in all adaptations, he meets his Father who abandoned him, is asked to pilot a giant synthetic human, and then is faced with a beat up and barely able to stand girl and the first pilot, Rei. A little overwhelming. Not to mention, he just witnessed the enemy he has to fight withstand humanities most powerful weapons, while destroying a couple major cities. And yet he still decides to pilot EVA Unit 01. He does it out of compassion for Rei. Everytime he gets in an EVA, he is risking his life. But he isn’t doing it because he wants to. He does it because if he doesn't, someone else will have to and in many cases, no one else can. Is that not a heroic quality?

Too often we think of heroes as super people who do amazing things with total resolve and selflessness, but how many people do you know that have total resolve or are selfless all the time? I don’t know any. A hero is a person with character who is motivated help someone with whatever means necessary (often spontaneous and drastic.) Someone who in a moment is selfless in sacrifice and resolved in a difficult task in order to protect someone else.

I am from a culture that values heroics. I am a military brat. Ask anyone who has been in a firefight or has been through the hell called war and they won’t say they fight for their country; they don’t fight for freedom. That may be a piece of it, but they fight for the people next to them. They fight for their families and those that they love. Shinji fights for Misato, Rei, and his friends from school. Shinji is selfless, he just doesn’t know it.

Shinji is always afraid. This does not mean he is a coward. I believe from my own experience that this makes courageous. If a man were to have no fear, he could never be courageous.


“I learned that courage is not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who is not afraid, but he who conquers that fear.” – Nelson Mandela


Shinji is filled with fear, yet he conquers it. He stumbles along the way, but so do I. I relate to Shinji, because I have spent most of my life living in fear. Now, that I am going into full-time missions work in Japan, I am terrified. But in my heart,I know that the fear I feel is not worth missing out on this chance to do something I was meant to do, for people I love. I am not Shinji, but I understand in part where he is coming from. I also believe that he is a symbol of what a lot of people in Japan long to be.

Japan is beautiful. People are kind, but fear is every where. Society has so many pressures that we don’t experience here. While living there, I met many people who honestly felt like Shinji does. They felt helpless, they were afraid, but they wanted to do and become something worth while. I believe this is why this concept of heroes is so important in Japan. People want to be rescued. However, a fake hero like Samurai Flamenco would never last. The Japanese want an authentic hero. A real leader. You can see these same ideas in anime like Eden of The East and Gurren Lagann. We have a similar thing in the US. Look at our best selling movies this year, most are of Super Heroes. (Though I tend to prefer The Hunger Games.) For some reason, we crave heroes. But in Japan, people want to be heroes. The only problem is real heroes aren’t born, they are made. Because real heroes have character, and character comes from suffering.

For a heads up, I do like the Evangelion manga and the Rebuilds of Evangelion. I just didn’t like the original series when I first watched it.


About Zeroe4:

Zeroe4 is a former ninja and a missionary from Alaska. He is going to create anime in Japan for Christ and is going back to Tokyo as part of YWAM. He likes soccer, drawing, and digital design. He watches anime often and likes many genres. His favorite genre is mecha and he reads lots of Bakuman, when he isn't watching SKET Dance. His passion is discipleship.

Article originally posted at Beneath the Tangles, a blog examining the spiritual aspects of selected manga/anime. All illustrations with captions were added by me and did not accompany the article as originally posted.

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Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Kennedy Assassination: Off the Top 'O My Head

About as good a theory as any, I suppose ...

Kennedy Assassination: Off the Top 'O My Head

Now that the "Dallas Orgy" is over, I'll post my half cent in.


We've heard 'em all ad nauseum. Folks with empty lives and nothing better to do expounding to others of the same about why it all went down and who was behind it. Johnson, the Mafia, the Birchers, the commies etc. were in on it somehow. Elvis and bigfoot may have had a hand in it too. This is not something that's kept me up nights. Howsomever ...

The reds. Yup! That's what I think. Why? Seems the most plausable.

1. Oswald spent some time in the Soviet Union after "defecting" there.

2. While there, he was given the unprecedented privilege of practicing with a rifle.

3. Both Khrushchev and Castro could have understandably had it in for Kennedy what with the past "missle crisis", "Bay of Pigs" and all.

4. While in the Marines stationed at installations in Japan, Oswald was known to consort with a "lady" who had connections with the Communist movement in that country.

5. Oswald did some "free lance activism" for the Fair Play For Cuba Committee.

6. Jack Ruby allegedly spent some time in Cuba a short time before killing Oswald.

The Rifle

One of the "proofs" that Oswald REALLY COULDN'T have killed Kennedy was the "cheap, junky, ITALIAN" rifle he used.

Mannlicher/Carcano Model 38s 6.5mm. Not as bad a rifle as it's "cracked down" to be.
Yes, it was "cheap". Around twenty bucks (In 1963 dollars.). Cheap in comparison to the M1 Garand (90 bucks! Just try getting a Garand for that price today!) advertised just above it in the Kleins Sporting Goods (Then a subsidiary of Pepsi Cola.) ad that Oswald ordered (Under an assumed name.) from. As for it being "junky", bullcrap! I've owned two in the past. They both worked just fine.

Some years back the Hysterectomy ... uh ... History Channel aired a program "proving" how Oswald couldn't have possibly killed Kennedy by getting a couple of malfunctioning examples and badly stored ammo. I switched channels after I saw where that was going. If one is to go "hunting" one is to make sure his weapon is functioning properly. Any malfunctions or defects are to be corrected or repaired by taking it to a competant gunsmith. Oswald obviously did if that was the case. As I've said before, mine worked great from the start.

As an aside, the Italian military got a lot of bad press during WW2 due to its shortcomings and early defeats. This and their having been on the losing side are the main causes of its bad reputation. The Italian soldiers and their small arms were as good as anybodys'. A LOT of Allied combatants were taken out by these "comic reliefs" and their "crappy" rifles. Before the surrender in 1943 they actually scored victories (Without German assistance.) in the dust up in North Afrika. When reading various histories of that campaign it's interesting to note at times, mention of AXIS victories in the desert instead of German or Afrika Korps (MOST of the forces under Rommels' command were Italian.). Some authors don't like to admit that sometimes the allies got their butts handed to them by the "eye ties".

I understand there were a couple tests/studies as to wether or not one could score two plus hits on a moving target at that range, angle etc. One after the assassination and one done in the '90s. Both had at least one of the shooters consistently scoring all three on target and concluded it could be done. Conspiracy or not, Oswald was the shooter (He "connected" with two shots.).

The Mindset

Yeah. Oswald claimed not to have shot Kennedy. But ...

1. He attempted to kill right winger Edwin Walker some time before.

2. He was quite willing and successful in gunning down officer J. D. Tippet at close range.

Yeah, "guilt by association", I know. All the same ...


Was there a conspiracy? Who knows? Even more important ... Who actually REALLY cares? I don't and never did (My 9 year olds' concern at the time was there were no cartoons on TV that November weekend. Man! ... Was I ticked off!).

As for the fascination and claims of conspiracy on peoples' minds, in the words of one gun writer: "No one wants to believe that a lone loser bought a cheap rifle from Pepsi Cola and stopped Camelot."

Face it. The past "Dallas orgy" was for entertainment purposes only, though most probably won't admit that.

As the title of this article says, this stuff is "off the top 'o my head" and NOT to be taken as "authoritative" or the last word. Just some rambling musings on my part.

Just sayin' ...

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Friday, November 22, 2013

What Is He Talking About, Again?

Credit: San-ru.

What Is He Talking About, Again?


Weatherly Hardy

C.S.Lewis wrote in one of his volumes about the problem of "Christ and...", that is, the tendency to ignore the sufficiency of Jesus and his atonement, and then insisting that something else can/may be added to the mix to improve it, rather like sprinkling a touch of gunpowder onto a nuclear bomb. I have run into this personally when being invited to become a Mason. "It helps you to be a better Christian!"

Glad someone found a way to fix inadequacies in the grace of God! I'm sure the Almighty lost some sleep 'til they bailed 'im out on that one.

Occultists through the ages have found sundry schemes and scams to add nitro to the chugging engine of the Faith Once Delivered, generally Gnostic in nature (the apocryphal, pseudipigraphal bits of first century fanfic like the "Gospel of Thomas). Gnosticism revolves around the idea that to really be (fill in spiritual preference HERE____________), you need to access the Hidden Knowledge that Few Attain. Christian faith is not alone in this problem. Jewish Qabbalism is a magical mystery religion that purports to reveal the gnosis to its followers, what's really going on in the law and the prophets! The gematria, the mystic geometry of words in the Hebrew Scriptures, is a result of this thinking. Add a computer, and an End-Timey-Wimey Rapture bunny attitude, and you get the Bible Code. Hear what Wikipedia saith:

The Bible code (Hebrew: צפנים בתנ"ך‎), also known as the Torah code, is a purported set of secret messages encoded within the Hebrew text of the Torah. This hidden code has been described as a method by which specific letters from the text can be selected to reveal an otherwise obscured message. Although Bible codes have been postulated and studied for centuries, the subject has been popularized in modern times by Michael Drosnin's book The Bible Code and the movie The Omega Code.

Careful, your shopping list may be revealed for all to see in the pages of Torah, if you choose the right skips.

The Japanese fascination with the almost Christian, the Christian Other, is of interest to me. The Santa Claus on a Cross, itself apocryphal, sort of codifies the thing. Anime series like Anno's "Neon Genesis Evangelion" (probably my favorite series. Jay, pass the Tang!) reveal the Vita-mixed understanding Japanese popular culture has of Things Christian. Christ and is the order of the day. An eeee-vil cabal, Seele (say-lay) is wishing to immanentize the Eschaton, much as the irreligious Left was worried that Reagan wanted to do, between his finger on The Button and his support of Israel. They thought that by starting Nuclear War, Pres. Reagan would force Jesus' hand and bring about the Second Coming of Christ. Sweet Hal Lindsay on a stick! But there it was.

Seele wants to bring about a more Nirvana-esque end, where everyone melts into single consciousness, utilising the Qabbalistic Angels that almost destroyed the world years before.

This does not sound like any Chick Tract I've ever heard of.

"Evangelion" includes a roster of the named angels from Jewish mystical tradition, and the Christian symbolism, down to cross-shaped explosions, fills the series, but no Atonement, no Jesus, just Qabbalism with a coat of Christian imagery, and unpleasant people doing unpleasant things. But stylishly.

"OH NO! ... It's ... It's Jack Chick!"

I have been watching "Cyber Team in Akihabara", and it too is rife with cultic pseudo-Christian themes and imagery. The 500-year-old Christian Rosenkreuz (the founder of the Rosicrucian order), disguised as a school principal, seeks to bring about conditions which shall ensure his immortality. The ensuing assemblage of robotic battle suits and mysticism is murkier than "Evangelion's" mix of Jungian psychology and Christian/Qabbala syncretism. And it has middle schoolers as the heroines, because apparently the Japanese believe that only middle school girls are capable of saving the world.

I would wistfully suggest letting the Christian faith and teaching be allowed to be what it is, with healings, works of power, faith, hope, love, forgiveness and such, rather than the freaky-deaky cultic stuff that Japan finds to be so sexiful. I mean, Superbook and Flying House, right? Just not bashing you with a 25-pound King James, but letting the life be lived, contrasted with whatever the baddies are doing. And giant robots, 'cause they're cool!

Giant robots with crosses.

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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Obama did NOT lie! It's NOT his Fault!

NOT TRUE! NOT TRUE! He's incapable of lying!

Obama did NOT lie! It's NOT his Fault!

Yes, he DID say if you liked your policy, plan and doctor you could stick with them. Yes, he DID say your costs wouldn't increase one thin dime. Yes, he DID say you had nothing to worry about. Yes, he DID say those things ... AND HE WASN'T LYING! In fact, he was quite sincere when he said them. He meant everything he said AND STILL DOES.

You see, the problem lies not with the president but with YOU. You, who are not into politics (Left or right.) have little understanding how the politicians' mind works: Just because a politician says something is thus and so doesn't mean it actually is. Their minds work differently and YOU must take that into consideration.

YOUr problem lies in the fact that YOU were taught that words have EXACT meaning and that everyone is bound by the rules of definition and grammar: Yes means yes, no means no, up means up, on is the opposite of off, etc.

With politicians it's different. When one enters into the rarified, lofty realm of knowing what's best for others as well as themselves, things change. Not only do the rules of grammar not apply, but those of reality as well. Physicists and others of the hard sciences have delved into this problem for centuries and have so far come up with no answers. The best that can be done is to accept the "fact" that in the nth dimension of politics (One step beyond the outer limits of the twilight zone.), reality does not apply.

So it should come as no mystery as to why Mr. Obama and others say what they say and do what they do. When one trods into that singularity of moral grayness known as politics/government one is bound to be a mite off center and that what comes out of their mouths may not be quite the same as what's going on in their addled little heads.

To have "broadly interpreted" what he said at face value and believed it, is just downright narrow minded and selfish on your part. To believe you're entitled to the truth and nothing but the truth, so help you allah, is to have unrealistic expectations ... Expectations leading only to disappointment and perhaps misery. And the only one to blame is, not Mr. Obama and others but YOUrself! All he did was say something. YOU didn't HAVE to believe it, did you? No one forced you to, did they?

So don't be too hard on the poor little dears. It's not their fault you take them and Mr. Obama at their word. It's not their fault you believe words have meaning and actions have consequences.

You have no one to blame but YOUrself. THE FAULT LIES WITH YOU!

In the words of Otter from the film Animal House: "You f----d up ... YOU TRUSTED US!"

So get off YOUr high horse of righteous indignation and get back to work. These things need to be paid for and acting butt hurt doesn't help matters any ...

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Friday, November 15, 2013

Benghazi: This Graphic Says It ALL

Benghazi: This Graphic Says It ALL

SOMEONE screwed up and someone(s) died for it. That SOMEONE doesn't want to own up to it. Even if that skirt that SOMEONE is hiding behind is a harpy and a harridan it still doesn't hide the fact that SOMEONE is a coward.

As for you Ms. Clinton, I am not impressed. Taking the fall for someone else does not make you noble. It makes you an accessory. To me, it's doubtful you did it without gaining some kind of political benefit from it. There is nothing altruistic about you.

Needless to say, I am not convinced.

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Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Things Fall Apart. The Center Does Not Hold.

Things Fall Apart. The Center Does Not Hold.


Weatherly Hardy

The 'Vark's Spleen, She Is Vented.

This is an opinion piece. Please to note that no harm is wished upon anyone. It merely examines cultural change in my lifetime. It should be read in the context of my extant writing, opinions, and clear motivators, as well as in the setting of my life as you know me to be. That I see a need for this preamble is a more strident indictment of our society and culture than it is a flag about my stated opinions below.


Things Fall Apart. The Center Does Not Hold.

Nothing is the same anymore. Candy bars do not taste right. Baby Ruth tastes like Payday with chocolate and a soupçon of industrial waste. Tattoos and piercings, formerly the decoration of the Lower Classes, have now become Chic and Trendy (although if Dear Leader continues his work, the Chic and Trendy will become the lower class). Love of country was de rigueur, now it is aberrant and atavistic. Aberration itself is the New Normal. Joe Haldeman's The Forever War deals with a soldier who goes on multiple missions to space wars on board vessels that travel at relativistic speeds. He doesn't age, but generations pass on earth, and with them, the cultural distinctives of those generations. Eventually he comes back to an Earth where homosexuality predominates, and his preference for women earns him the moniker "The Old Queer".

"Anime series often have a homosexual character displaying
 unrequited feelings for the main character for comic relief. We
know 'what ain't quite right,' and humor reveals it."
Fred Luo and Gene Starwind from the series, Outlaw Star.

I know somewhat how he felt. I live in a culture that has given up sane standards of behavior, and has jettisoned consistency. I come from a time when there was the Correct, and there was the Aberrant. The Aberrant was viewed as alien, mistrusted, and often ridiculed. What a difference a couple of generations (and PR.) makes. What was once villified as the Sin Not to be Named has become a Civic Virtue, and Normal. A decades-long public relations campaign has paid off. For as long as, the homosexual, the mincing, lisping fageler, has been a mainstay of funmaking. Practically every country ridicules homosexual activity and 'lifestyle.' Anime series often have a homosexual character displaying unrequited feelings for the main character for comic relief. We know 'what ain't quite right,' and humor reveals it. As to cultural inconsistency, our alleged science-mad society completely ignores the Darwinist and Gouldian evolutionary dogmas to accept homosexuality as anything other than what those very dogmas would maintain: that homosexual behavior is an evolutionary dead-end, and should be avoided for The Good of the Human Race.

What has brought us here? Only a massive and universal  PR campaign to render three-to-five percent of the population as fit for human society. Not merely fit, but lionized. What is a tiny minority of the body politic has become a great mouth, a whine machine demanding that all of Western culture be bent to the minority's will. This is ultimately where democracy fails: it is not the quantity, it is the decibels, and bruvvah, they have been loud. They have invented rights where none before existed, and in so doing diminished the rights of the majority. Where new "rights" are invented, new mechanisms must be developed to administer those rights, and the price tag for such instrumentality is borne by the majority through taxation. "What will equal marriage rights do? How will they affect you?"

In the Bottom Line.

Now let it not be assumed that I am some throwback crank with an 'anti' axe to grind. I've paid my dues. I've lived amongst them. My father was a homosexual (he pauses, waiting for the inevitable stupid comment like "Well, you're here....")  Let's say that I was the result of a foray into an alternative lifestyle. By living in such company, I harbor no illusions about homosexual behavior. I have seen the crudity and demeaning nature of "the lifestyle", and have been pawed as a teen by "friends" of my father. There is nothing better for your self-esteem than to see one's father's exploits on the high school bathroom wall. I have a good number of friends who are homosexual, and they tend to be the crudest people of my acquaintance. I say this not to point the bony finger of indignation, but to give the lie to the high pretensions of those who most loudly promote the homosexual agenda.

On the flip side, I must say that I am live-and-let-live. I do not enthrall all of my reader with tales of The Sensuous 'Vark. The Dread Dormomoo's and my connubial deliberations are off-limits. Please make your private practises Not My Business. I do not participate in Straight Pride Parades. I DO poke fun at "End The Silence" days, because, really, hasn't it been rabbited on about for decades, now? I recognise that the anti-bully message is largely "don't bully effeminate boys". But neither do I throw stones, or insult them, or militate against the marching minority. Please, just leave me alone. Keep your hands to yourself, especially, hands off my wallet.

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