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Matthew 3:7-10

But when he saw many of the Pharisees and Sadducees coming to where he was baptizing, he said to them: "You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the coming wrath?

Produce fruit in keeping with repentance.

And do not think you can say to yourselves, 'We have Abraham as our father.' I tell you that out of these stones God can raise up children for Abraham.

The ax is already at the root of the trees, and every tree that does not produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.


Stupid Fact of the Week
There was only one civilian casualty during the three-day Battle of Gettysburg

12 February, 2006
Back we go
Wow that was quick. - Thank you.

Everyone who reads your blog knows that you don't buy the story, I didn't mean to suggest that I "speak for more than myself" I just assumed that it was clear. It would be the same thing if I said "We all know your name is Matt Rockel" I wouldn't be speaking for everyone, I would be stating a simple fact perhaps just to open up my comment. Schmuck. - Actually, it's "Matt," not "Schmuck."

Yes, "the handful" you are the minority. I do not believe that the majority of Americans agree with you. If you know other afcts to back that up then I will concede to you, but until you do then you are "the handful" right or wrong, you are still the minority. - Hyperbole, meet sarcasm. Sarcasm, hyperbole.

No, you did not use the words "nit-wit" or "Stupid", to this clear fact I concede. We have been commenting back and forth for some time now and if you haven't noticed my proclivity for hyperbole then you really haven't been reading me as closely as you should. You have made the assumption that you can clearly see something that the majority of others cannot (again, if you can prove that your way of thinking is the majority then I apologize) and that everyone who just doesn't see it has been "duped" (your word, not mine) (as a side note, Duped: An easily deceived person or a person who functions as the tool of another person or power). - Ditto. Also, your side note is incredibly misleading as you defined the word "Dupe," and I did not call the American people "Dupes." I said, rather, that they were "Duped," as in someone attempted to fool them or place them at the unknowing end of a hoax.

Thnk you for clearing it up for us. Remember, facts without conclusions are nothing. Facts are not self-interpreting, it's the first rule of logic so I'm surprised that you didn't know that. - I'm surprised I didn't know that either. Perhaps you could site your source for me. How I was taught:
Upon this first, and in one sense this sole, rule of
reason, that in order to learn you must desire to learn, and in
so desiring not be satisfied with what you already incline to
think, there follows one corollary which itself deserves to be
inscribed upon every wall of the city of philosophy:
Do not block the way of inquiry.
But then, I never really did enjoy eating from a spoon.

I do not know that the story we were told is absolutely true, - Well, good. Then you're not stupid. Oh wait... I'm rushing to conclusions.

in fact it probably isn't, but to be perfectly honest with you I believe that a group of fundamentalist Muslims (the same people who chop off heads and blow up cars and busses to kill women and children) will fly a plane into a building that represents all of the things which they are taught from birth to hate, than to believe that the American president and all of his staff were in on a plot to kill 3000 Americans just so that he could start a war in Iraq. - So you admit that you are predisposed to favoring one story over another without even looking at evidence. Also, who here has mentioned the "American President and all of his staff," or even "Iraq"? Not I.

I'm sorry, - You're forgiven.

perhaps I too am a dupe - Perhaps.

and it's ok if you think so - Thank you for your permission.

but I do not see Pres. Bush as the liar and hate monger that you clearly do. - Ooh, ok... let me play, too... I don't see Pres. Bush as Jesus Christ come again as you clearly do.

He is probably a liar, politicians are, - So we're cool on the liar part... just not the hatemonger? I'll try to dig up something from the past where I used the word "Bush" and "hatemonger" in the same... well... ever. Feel free to do the same.

it's part of the reason we vote for them. - Ok.

If you think that John Kerry wans't a liar, Bill Clinton wasn't a liar, or Ted Kennedy isn't a liar then who exactly is the dupe? - Dammit, you're good. I can't believe anybody even remembered all that lovely stuff I said about those Democrats that I dream about every night. But, you're right... Clinton lied... Kerry lied... Teddy lied... There's even some suspicion now that George Washington lied... It's totally cool if W let one slip here.

Finally, I don't know if there are any other theories because I have not looked into as much as you clearly have, - That's what I do. Look for bullshit to bounce off of you, my logical, political sounding board.

however I'm not sure that there needs to be a better theory than a group of violent Muslim funadmentalist killed as many innocent people as they could, - 3,000 people died, and you even said yourself: "I do not know that the story we were told is absolutely true, in fact it probably isn't." I'm Fucking Positive there needs to be a "Better Theory"... or... I don't know... Remove the word "Theory," and while you're at it, "Better," and then toss in the word "Truth." (I'm not even going to apologize for my "French" in this comment)

it seems to be a sort of pattern for them in case you haven't noticed. - Yes, I have noticed. You've also noticed a pattern of Politicians lying. We'll overlook that one.

It is true that I do not dislike president Bush as much as you do, - Ok, my turn again. It is true that I do not make out with president Bush as much as you do.

perhaps that is why I'm not ready to believe the first theory that pops up. - Oh, but you are. I choose to believe my own theory, which came about only after the facts started to discredit the first story that "popped up:" The Official One.

And it's not schmuck, it's Chuck - deja vu.

but I can see where you'd make the mistake, - Yeah, they rhyme.

you were pretty upset, - I was. You gotta stop this, Chuck. It's bad for my heart.

sorry that someone would dare to disagree with you Matt, - You're forgiven.

I try my best to but can't find the will power. - I understand.
posted by Rockel @ 8:01 PM  
3 Comments:
  • At 13/2/06 9:54 AM, Blogger The Cobra said…

    Look, a hole!
    Look, a shovel!
    Let me jump in and start digging!
    Man...this is getting pretty deep...

     
  • At 13/2/06 11:05 AM, Blogger The Cobra said…

    P.S. You need to pardon your "freedom," sir, the boycott is still on.

     
  • At 13/2/06 7:07 PM, Blogger Chuck Wade said…

    Thanks Matt for all of that, it cleared a lot up. But please don't accuse me of seeing George Bush as the second coming of Christ, that would be blasphemy, a charge I take a lot more seriously than all of the other things you have said about/to me.

     
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ON THE NICKEL
by Tom Waits

("I'd like to do a new song here. This is eh, it's about downtown Los Angeles on 5th Street. And eh all the winos affectionately refer to it as The Nickel. So this is kind of a hobo's lullaby.")

sticks and stones will break my bones,
but i always will be true, and when
your mama is dead and gone,
i'll sing this lullabye just for you,
and what becomes of all the little boys,
who never comb their hair,
well they're lined up all around the block,
on the nickel over there.

so you better bring a bucket,
there is a hole in the pail,
and if you don't get my letter,
then you'll know that i'm in jail,
and what becomes of all the little boys,
who never say their prayers,
well they're sleepin' like a baby,
on the nickel over there.

and if you chew tobacco, and wish upon a star,
well you'll find out where the scarecrows sit,
just like punchlines between the cars,
and i know a place where a royal flush,
can never beat a pair, and even thomas jefferson,
is on the nickel over there.

so ring around the rosie, you're sleepin' in the rain,
and you're always late for supper,
and man you let me down again,
i thought i heard a mockingbird, roosevelt knows where,
you can skip the light, with grady tuck,
on the nickel over there.

so what becomes of all the little boys,
who run away from home,
well the world just keeps gettin' bigger,
once you get out on your own,
so here's to all the little boys,
the sandman takes you where,
you'll be sleepin' with a pillowman,
on the nickel over there.

so let's climb up through that button hole,
and we'll fall right up the stairs,
and i'll show you where the short dogs grow,
on the nickel over there.

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