A Shrewdness of Apes

An Okie teacher banished to the Midwest. "Education is not the filling a bucket but the lighting of a fire."-- William Butler Yeats

Saturday, February 26, 2011

A Woman of a Certain Age?

Our principal is in the habit of calling me by my first name, but not really. Now I haven't discussed this with y'all, my first name, because I'm not one of those "Oh, call me by my first name" kind of teachers with my students. And after yesterday, let's say that my first name is "Margarita," because "Miz Scotch-On-the-Rocks" just doesn't have the same je ne sais quoi. So, our principal calls me "Miz Margarita."

Now in the quasi-South, where I come from, "Miz Margarita" was used for quasi-aunts (dear friends of one's mother or uncles' third wives) and colorful old ladies who were looked upon fondly. Like "Miss Ellie" on Dallas.

Now I realize that I have SIX TIMES the teaching experience my principal does.

But I am not an old lady. And I think breaking up that fight yesterday proved that. See these (Kisses biceps, not an actual 9 mm) guns?

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Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Chip Saltsman for GOP chairman

I would like to put out my endorsement for Chip Saltsman to be elected the next chair of the Republican National Committee.

I believe that Mr. Saltsman encompasses all of the qualities that define the modern Republican party. If Republicans want to elect a chair of the national committee that completely represents who they are as a political movement, Chip Saltsman is your man!

First, he demonstrated his sense of judgment by sending out a lovely CD full of songs conveying the principles of the modern Republican party:
The controversy surrounding a comedy CD distributed by Republican National Committee chair candidate Chip Saltsman has not torpedoed his bid and might have inadvertently helped it.

Four days after news broke that the former Tennessee GOP chairman had sent a CD that included a song titled “Barack the Magic Negro” to the RNC members he is courting, some of those officials are rallying around the embattled Saltsman, with a few questioning whether the national media and his opponents are piling on.

“When I heard about the story I had to figure out what was going on for myself,” said Mark Ellis, the chairman of the Maine Republican Party. “When I found out what this was about I had to ask, ‘boy, what’s the big deal here?’ because there wasn’t any.”

Alabama Republican committeeman Paul Reynolds said the fact the Saltsman sent him a CD with the song on it “didn’t bother me one bit.”

“Chip probably could have thought it through a bit more, but he was doing everyone a favor by giving us a gift,” he said. “This is just people looking for something to make an issue of.”

“I don’t think he intended it as any kind of racial slur. I think he intended it as a humor gift,” Oklahoma GOP committeewoman Carolyn McClarty added. “I think it was innocently done by Chip.”

The song came with 40 others on an album from conservative satirist Paul Shanklin, a personal friend of Saltsman. The song is a parody of a 2007 Los Angeles Times column of the same title and is written to the tune of “Puff the Magic Dragon.”

“Barack the Magic Negro lives in D.C.” the opening of the song goes. “The L.A. Times, they called him that ‘cause he’s not authentic like me. Yeah, the guy from the L.A. paper said he makes guilty whites feel good. They’ll vote for him, and not for me ‘cause he’s not from the hood.”

The song, written shortly after the publication of the Times column, was first played on the Rush Limbaugh radio show. On Monday, Limbaugh prominently re-posted the song on the top left corner of his website above the headline, “Drive-by media misreporting of ‘Barack the Magic Negro’ song.”

The flap has generated unflattering attention at a time when the GOP is trying to rebuild its brand and reach out to new voters after an election in which GOP presidential nominee John McCain ran poorly among minority constituencies.

The day after the story was first reported by The Hill, RNC Chairman Mike Duncan issued a statement expressing disgust over the song.

“The 2008 election was a wake-up call for Republicans to reach out and bring more people into our party,” said Duncan, who is seeking reelection to his post. “I am shocked and appalled that anyone would think this is appropriate as it clearly does not move us in the right direction.”

Duncan was joined by Michigan GOP Chair Saul Anuzis, another RNC chair aspirant who chided Saltsman for sending out the CD.

North Dakota Republican Party Chairman Gary Emineth said he was “disappointed” when he heard about the story and questioned Saltsman’s viability as a candidate going forward.

“There are a lot of things about Chip that would have made a good a RNC chairman, but this has definitely hurt him,” he said in an interview with Politico. “With less than a month to go Chip needs to be talking about where he wants to lead the party and he is not going to get that opportunity.”

Not everyone is so sure, with some RNC members contending that Anuzis and Duncan may have actually hurt their candidacies with their responses.

“Those are two guys who just eliminated themselves from this race for jumping all over Chip on this,” one committee member told Politico. “Mike Duncan is a nice guy, but he screwed up big time by pandering to the national press on this.”

While South Carolina GOP Chair Katon Dawson and former Maryland Lt. Gov. Michael Steele have decided to stay away from the controversy, offering no comment, former Ohio Secretary of State Ken Blackwell, who would be the party’s first black chairman, has drawn notice for his vigorous defense of Saltsman.

“Unfortunately, there is hypersensitivity in the press regarding matters of race. This is in large measure due to President-Elect Obama being the first African-American elected president,” Blackwell said in a statement. “I don't think any of the concerns that have been expressed in the media about any of the other candidates for RNC chairman should disqualify them. When looked at in the proper context, these concerns are minimal. All of my competitors for this leadership post are fine people.”

As a result of his position, a source close to the race said that at least 12 uncommitted committee members have contacted Blackwell to thank him for his support for Saltsman and have expressed anger toward Duncan and Anuzis “for throwing a good Republican under the bus.”

Indeed, in a fluid race in which six candidates are vying for the votes of 168 members, both Blackwell and Saltsman stand to benefit from a backlash to the flap.

Most observers expect Duncan to lead after the first ballot, but few expect he or any other candidate will be able to secure election on a first ballot. For either Saltsman or Blackwell to win election they will likely need the votes of the other’s supporters to break in their direction, along with any other committee members who are not enamored of Duncan’s leadership.
In calls to committee members in recent days, both Saltsman and Blackwell have been reminding Republicans of how both Duncan and Anuzis reacted to the story.

“I wasn’t angered by what Mike had said, it was just revealing to me how each one responded,” said Ellis of Maine, who as an uncommitted member received calls from all six candidates Monday. “Their responses were kind of a surprise to me because I saw it as something that was not an issue, something that was manufactured from outside the committee.”

Those nasty bastards in the mainstream media (or as Spiro Agnew liked to call 'em right before they selfishly revealed his profit sharing plan, those "nattering nabobs of negativism") are to blame for this whole thing, because they have been after good Republicans ever since they cruelly went after poor ol' Spiro and then Richard Nixon, all because they were jealous of what a great president and moral leader he was.

I'm so glad that Rush Limbaugh, another fine hero of the party, has included a link to the song in question, and am so happy it replaced that infomercial for OxyContin.

Poor old Chip, good ole boy that he is, was completely misunderstood by some "Democrats in Republican clothing" who objected to the use of the term "Negro" when referring to the current president elect, Barack HUSSEIN Obama, whom new research has shown to not only have been born in Tehran as the love child of the Ayatollah Khomeini, but to have the mark of the beast and cloven hooves (that's why you never see him barefoot).

Now, about those backstabbing bastards who dared to criticize good ol' Chip: first of all, what do you expect from a sumbitch named Saul, anyway? Who could take any Republican seriously who has the same name as someone who made it his mission to persecute the followers of our Lord and Savior? You know we can't trust their kind to look after anyone's interests but their own.

But Ken Blackwell has shown himself to be our kind of Negro. He knows that "Negro" is really a term of affection, like "boy" or "uncle." Hell, the word "Negro" always reminds me of a time when life was simpler, and you could always find someone to shine your shoes or bust up a chiffarobe. And that's the kind of time we need to have restored by men like Chip Saltsman.

What's all this fuss about some music? I think Republicans need to show their love of the arts more, because you can only listen to Toby Keith and Lee Greenwood so many times, you know? It's a wonderful idea to rehabilitate that piece of commie trash Peter, Paul, and Mary and cleanse that song of its ability to hook our kids on drugs, because really, what did you think that dragon was puffing, anyway? I think the other candidates for chairman should show their support for Chip by helping put on a minstrel show-- now, THAT was good clean family entertainment! Woo-ee!

So, please support Chip, before those Magic Negroes and their commie friends take over EVERYTHING, wanting to hand out welfare to every person who's lost his job because he selfishly demanded that he be paid more than three dollars an hour in a vicious plot to cut corporate profit. Right thinkers everywhere know that that's a waste of money that just encourages the little people to expect things like socialized medicine instead of learning how to live with a little cough for months. Using taxpayer money to bail out the saps who actually are stupid enough to pay the taxes is all a commie plot. It makes them uppity instead of realizing that they should be grateful just to have the chance of getting crushed by heavy machinery in a factory run without the nanny state protection of OSHA. The GOP must stand up for using guvmint funds for good capitalist purposes, like gutting the EPA or pouring trillions of dollars into the pockets of good Republican-supporting corporations and protecting bonuses for executives everywhere so that they can hire more yard workers and pool boys and brass polishers on their yachts to create good jobs for illegal immigrants whose asses we can ship back south of the border if they complain those who should be grateful for whatever trickles down. Because that's what Republican economic policy stands for. And we can't have that if Magic Negroes think they have the right to actually run for president and then promise to change the way things always have been.

Chip Saltsman for chair of the Republican National Committee! He's got a vision for America! Electing him will drive all of the "wrong sort" straight outta the Party, which can only make it stronger!


(PS-- Y'all DO realize that I'm being satirical in this piece, right?)

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Friday, November 28, 2008

One for the files of "Stuff I never thought I'd see"

Going through a stack of homework, because a teacher's work is NEVER done, and I find a student's homework written on the back of a kiddie menu at the restaurant where he works as a host.

Wow-- homework AND a seek-and-find puzzle AND a connect-the-dots chili pepper drawing!

Excellent!!!! I really admire that!

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Thursday, November 27, 2008

For turkeys thanks is hard to come by

A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. John tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could think of to "clean up" the bird's vocabulary.

Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even ruder. John, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed. Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute.

Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, John quickly open the door to the freezer, the parrot calmly stepped out onto John's outstretched arms and said, "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I'm sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behavior."

John was stunned at the change in the bird's attitude. As he was about to ask the parrot what had made such a dramatic change in his behavior, the bird continued, "May I ask what the turkey did?"

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Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Ah, Life.

Married To The Sea
marriedtothesea.com

From the brilliant Married to the Sea.

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Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Why not waste your time on the internet than going to GEICO?

Darren threw down, and I picked it up. Because I'm not competitive. I'M SPIRITUAL!
Your Aura is Blue

Spiritual and calm, you tend to live a quiet but enriching life.
You are very giving of yourself. And it's hard for you to let go of relationships.

The purpose of your life: showing love to other people

Famous blues include: Angelina Jolie, the Dali Lama, Oprah

Careers for you to try: Psychic, Peace Corps Volunteer, Counselor

God knows the counselor things feels right... And Angeline Jolie? Ummm, without the vial of blood and tattoos, okay.


And then there's this, where we're pretty similar:
You Are 70% "Average American"

You are average because you've known your best friend for at least ten years.

You are not average since you have (at least) a college degree.



And this explains why Darren reminds me of the kid brother I never had:
You are 40% Taurus



And this, where he beats me by 30 points, also explaining a LOT:
You Are 14% Evil

You are good. So good, that you make evil people squirm.
Just remember, you may need to turn to the dark side to get what you want!

I am a good girl! Sue me! And if speeding wasn't against the law, that number woulda been lower....


And then, since he feels comfortable in the company of Jack Kemp:
You Are 56% Democrat

You aren't a full fledged Democrat yet, but it's likely the party that fits you best.
You probably consider yourself an independent Democrat. You usually support the party, but you also think for yourself!

I bet he was twelve when Kent ran for president. Thinking for yourself is good.


And I'm pretty salty...
You are Ocean Blue

You're both warm and practical. You're very driven, but you're also very well rounded.
You tend to see both sides to every issue, and people consider you a natural diplomat.



I can live with this....
Your Inner European is Swedish!

Relaxed and peaceful.
You like to kick back and enjoy life.



This is completely true...
You Are Austin

A little bit country, a little bit rock and roll.
You're totally weird and very proud of it.
Artistic and freaky, you still seem to fit in... in your own strange way.

Famous Austin residents: Lance Armstrong, Sandra Bullock, Andy Roddick

Even if it IS in Texas....



And take THAT, Danilo de Costa... because this made me think of you MORE, bud:
Your Hillbilly Name Is...

Penny Sue Carter


I'm not doing the bathroom habits one. Gross.

That Blogthings place is just completely addictive, but not as addictive as YouTube.

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Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Mawwage is wot bwings us togevvah today....

Some dear friends are getting married this weekend, and as someone who's been married for nearly twenty years, I thought I would share a few important anecdotes to the reality of wedded bliss (from a friend who emailed me these-- I just can't help myself!)

UNDERSTANDING WOMEN (A MAN'S PERSPECTIVE)
I know I'm not going to understand women. I'll never understand how you can take boiling hot wax, pour it onto your upper thigh, rip the hair out by the root, and still be afraid of a spider.

(Editorial comment: I don't understand that either-- either part.)


WORDS
A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day...30,000 to a man's 15,000.

The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men..."

The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"

(Editorial comment: If he doesn't deny that you said anything to begin with... And when you have kids, you get to repeat things much more than once!)


MARRIAGE SEMINAR
While attending a marriage seminar dealing with communication, Tom and his wife Grace listened to the instructor remind them, "It is essential that husbands and wives know each other's likes and dislikes...."

He addressed the man,"Can you name your wife's favorite flower?"

Tom leaned over, touched his wife's arm gently and whispered, "It's Pillsbury, isn't it?"


THE SILENT TREATMENT
A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. The man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight.

Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, "Please wake me at 5:00 AM." He left it where he knew she would find it.

The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed.

The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM. Wake up."

Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.

(Editorial comment: Yes, your husband will still expect you to be his alarm clock, even if you are angry at each other. Because even though they love technology, and can program the TiVo to stand on its head and while changing the oil in the car, they can't figure out how to stop hitting the snooze button or sleeping through the alarm altogether.)

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Thursday, May 31, 2007

And speaking of students chastising teachers....

From a good friend, I give you this:



The 6th grade science teacher, Mrs. Parks, asked her class, "Which human body part increases to ten times its size when stimulated?"

No one answered until little Mary stood up and said, "You should not be asking sixth-graders a question like that! I'm going to tell my parents, and they will go and tell the principal, who will then fire you!"

Mrs. Parks ignored her and asked the question again, "Which body part increases to 10 times its size when stimulated?"

Little Mary's mouth fell open. Then she said to those around her, "Boy, is she going to get in big trouble!"

The teacher continued to ignore her and said to the class, "Anybody?"

Finally, Billy stood up, looked around nervously, and said, "The body part that increases 10 times its size when stimulated is the pupil of the eye."

Mrs. Parks said, "Very good, Billy," then turned to Mary and continued, "As for you, young lady, I have three things to say:
One, you have a dirty mind; Two, you didn't read your homework; And three, one day you are going to be very, very disappointed."

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Thursday, May 03, 2007

Is there anything more fun than a geeky pun?

An open mash note to an unknown headline writer:

Dear Sir or Madam:

I bow to you. You saw the opening, and you took it. Yes indeedy.

The headline?

Skywalkers in Korea cross the Han solo.


SKYWALKERS!

Crossing the Han. Solo.




Did I tell you he was my favorite?












Hahahahahahahahahahahah!

You have NO IDEA how much I needed that. Ahhhhhh.

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Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Everyone needs a laugh

A couple of good friends of mine sent me this, and I had to share it:

God addresses Al Gore: "Al, what do you believe?"
Gore replies: "Well, I believe I won that election, but that it was Your will that I not serve. And I've come to understand that now."

God thinks for a second and says, "I admire your humility. Come sit at my left."

God then addresses Bill Clinton:"Bill, what do you believe?"
Clinton replies: "I believe in forgiveness. I've sinned, but I've never held a grudge against my fellow man, and I hope no grudges are held against me."

God thinks for a second and says, "You are forgiven, my son. Come sit at my right."

God then calls on George W. Bush: "George, what do you believe?"
Bush says: "I believe you're in my chair."

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Friday, April 06, 2007

That's Wile E.-- SUUUUPER Genius!

But would this fella really need to sit in a cooler in the springtime in Chicago?

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Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Margaret Spellings' Undergarment Fixation-- Is An Intervention Necessary?


Education Secretary Spellings pulled out an favorite chestnut of hers at the news of that Dana Perino will be taking over temporarily for the ailing Tony Snow. As was noted in the news today:
"Perino has been flooded with calls of support, including one, she says, from Education Secretary Margaret Spellings, who told her: 'Put your big-girl panties on.'"


This is a not-so-charming little phrase out of which she's gotten quite a bit of mileage (see here, f'rinstance.). However, doesn't she understand that they are called "unmentionables" for a reason? To wit: you don't mention them, not if you want to be seen as having any gravitas.

And speaking of gravitas, by "big-girl panties," does she mean

these....










or, these










or, these













or perhaps, ultimately, THESE lovelies, popular with astronauts everywhere?













Because, if I was going to have to be a presidential spokeperson in this day and age, I think the last one would be required.

I'm just sayin'.

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Sunday, March 11, 2007

Go down, Moses

I love being a member of the Episcopal Church. We belong to a church that is very diverse, very spiritual, full of caring individuals.

In addition to the main hymnal, we have alternative collections of songs. I believe these enrich the worship experience. One of them is a hymnal of tradition and African-American songs entitled Lift Every Voice and Sing.

But today in church, one of the selections from that hymnal nearly had me fleeing out the door so I wouldn't make a spectacle of myself.

See, sometimes, when you're a person who loves parodies, your sense of humor can be quirked at the oddest of times. You know what I'm talking about, I'm sure. Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd have forever ruined Wagnerian opera for me. If you're a Christine Lavin fan, you'll never be able to listen to the Pachelbel Canon ever again. If you like Cheryl Wheeler, there's her take on the Mexican Hat Dance which is just absolutely perfect. The Chenille Sisters' version of Blowin' in the Wind is priceless.

And you know I love movies, especially 80s comedies. So guess which hymn we sang in church today? The lyrics running through my head related to the following as an overpowering urge:

AHHHHHH!!!

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Friday, October 21, 2005

Recently seen...

"It's too bad that the people who really know how to run the country are busy TEACHING SCHOOL!"

...on a button that I HAD to purchase.

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Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Frankenstein toes (insert evil laugh here)

Forlorn? Disgruntled? Gruntled even, but still grumpy? You need a laugh, honeychile.

Go to A Series of Inconsequential Events and read about the Singing Pig's misadventures with a falling sink, a Mexican restaurant, and a big toe.

At least the prehensile toes of this lazy blogger still work. You rock, Piggy, just when I thought that I was too tired to laugh.

She's got the goods. And the shredded toe.

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Sunday, October 02, 2005

A new meaning for the term "Open House"

Hmm. Scorching heat. 15 hour days. AC on the fritz. Dry cleaning bills. Working four weeks before you see a paycheck. Yes, it must be open house time!

So Youngfella teaches next door to me. Nice guy. Last year at open house, he went through three-fourths of the night before he realized his fly was unzipped, and boy, did the other loud, juvenile Neanderthals social studies staff give him the razzing of his young life for the rest of the year.

So we're sitting there waiting for yet another hellish, mind-numbing experience chance to bond with the parents, goofing around in my colleague the Guitar God's room (He and I play together in the faculty band, and I've forgiven him for preferring the Stones to the Beatles-- he's young, he'll learn some day.) In walks Youngfella, lookin' sharp in crisp black slacks, gray shirt, blue tie. He sits down on a desk, and I see a flash of gray below the belt. Could it be?

It's the mother in me. I can't help it.

"Hey, Poohbear. XYZ." I tried to say it quietly. Yes, he had done it again.

He blushes and closes the ol' barn door. My colleagues begin to ki-yipe to the heavens. Total mayhem. Then they start harshing on me for warning the poor young sap. Can you imagine the fallout if he'd done it two years in a row???

He has been sufficiently worshipful of me in the days since, as is my due as the only kind-hearted soul in the department.

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Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Humor and bluster married in the face of tragedy

I love this picture. It shows the strength of the human ability to laugh. As Robert A. Heinlein explained in his classic Stranger in a Strange Land, we can only laugh when we grok the pain of the human condition.

Speaking of humor, not to mention an occasional dose of pathos, come on out to visit the 31st edition of the Carnival of Education, guest-hosted by the Science Goddess at What It's Like on the Inside. Ruminating Dude has a great post about the cost of applying for a teaching job in the Providence schools, and Muse tells a scary tale about forcing out older teachers in the name of educational reform in Israel. Rhymes with Right details inspiring efforts of schools in Houston to help those displaced by Katrina.

God bless us every one.

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Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Back in the saddle again....

School’s – Back – in—Session!!! BAH BababaBAH bababaBAH bababaBWABWAH!

All Apologies to Alice Cooper (and Kurt Cobain), but we’re back in it.

I have accomplished everything on my to-do list, making sure I got to:

1. Justify my teaching bona fides to administrator who taught for an amount of time just longer than it took Han Solo to program the jump to lightspeed? CHECK.

2. Humiliate myself in front of all my colleagues and district employees in school-year kickoff skit? CHECK. (If only laughing your butt off actually worked….)

3. Made sure I got punished for being able to get through last year without being screamed at by last year’s sensitive-and-misunderstood boy by being given his two siblings since I “seem to be able to work with the family?” CHECK.

4. Spent tons of money on supplies for my classroom because we each get only $70 and we don’t get paid for four weeks? CHECK.

5. Got the news that our district didn’t make AYP because of kids with IEPs and communication arts—like that is a surprise when you’ve got IEPs that NEVER attempt to move kids toward meeting the standard of writing on grade level? CHECK.

6. Found out that during the summer, the tech staff arbitrarily changed all of our passwords to the school server to make us not use the default (who ARE these people??) and now have to deal with the fact that we are only able to change the new default passwords on machines that run an operating system that none of us have? CHECK.

Ahhhh, yes. Glad to be back!

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