What happens when the rhetoric on our political landscape slips from impressionist to bold fauvism, absolving the need for the wild-colored language to actually form some semblance of an honest representation of something real? Those early painters who created the les Fauves style, which translates to wild beasts, made free and easy with their art, resorting to wild colors splashed upon a canvas, rather than trying to paint something real. Is this the new political les Fauves style? President Obama waffled on Syria and kowtowed to Iran, but never fear, he’s boldly charging forward on the only battleground where he possesses the intestinal fortitude to stand his ground – political posturing. Yes, he’s fearlessly leading his band of Congressional firebrands on a scorched earth charge, using some of the dems most volatile flame-throwers.
From Legal Insurrection some of Obama’s Raiders dimmest lobs (British vernacular, please):
1. “Unhinged” Arsonists (Wasserman-Schultz)
2. Insane People Who “Have Lost their Minds” (Harry Reid)
3. “People with a Bomb Strapped to their Chest” (aka Terrorists)(Dan Pfeiffer)
4. Blatant Extortionists (Jay C“arney)
5. Legislative Arsonists” (Nancy Pelosi)
Word of advice to the GOP – don’t take the bait, just act like calm, sensible adults and when asked about the fire-bombing, laugh at them and ridicule them. Keep offering proposals and let them spontaneosuly combust.
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I’ve always viewed the pronouncements of ‘the left’ as obvious psychological projection (one of the many traits of malignant narcissism they evince).
As an Englishman (British) I take exception at your assumption. Whilst I ‘may’ have had a vernacular, it cleared up some time ago with the cream I got from my GP, thank you very much!
Er, which meaning was meant here, by the way? Lob as in throw wildly and forcefully? To hit in a high arching trajectory, without aim? ‘Those damn Pikeys’? or L.O.B., a load of unmentionable anatomical dangly-bits? Or all of the above? (We’re a frugal people – we like to use the same word for many multiple concepts to confuse foreigners – always worth a laugh).
Art as a metaphor? I’d class it more along the lines of the random finger-painting of a three year old. Understandable only by said three year old, although those wishing to ingratiate themselves claim to see whatever they are told is there in the mess created.
Lob – dull, clumsy person……….maybe………. as I tiptoe through this “English” language minefield.
Oh dear LibertyBelle. I have to admit more “direct experience” with Aussies so occasionally … well more frequently at any rate, I have been known to use words unawares. So with “our common language” in mind:
http://www.peevish.co.uk/slang/
Not as handy as alt-code, but handy often enough. (Press alt, tap 1, release alt.)
DQ to the rescue again, lol. Thanks!
Notice anything “unusual” on your site meter about the time I posted (Daily Chat) on Somalia?
I don’t see an hour -by-hour site meter to check that out actually and the daily stats have gone up since you took pity on me and recruited your friends to come visit my blog. Gladius recruited some of his friends too.
Justin, Was there something happening “about” the time you posted that Somalia info, that I should have noticed? Sometimes the life you’ve led, casting your gaze to the subliminal, leaves wee mortals like myself, turning in circles and wondering, what did I miss?
On a different topic, but one that is troubling me a bit – here’s my pattern question that is troubling me. Let’s say Jane starts a little group to talk about beekeeping and oh, aside for a handful of beekeeping enthusiasts, what might be three vespa mandarinia hornets show up to her group and they strike Jane as just out of place and odd and she sure thinks they are totally against Jane’s beekeeping advice. Jane knows some of the local bees already want to sting her into silence any way they can, but she’s pondering these exotic bees. Jane loves “talking” about beekeeping, but she has the lamentable habit of accidentally kicking hornets’ nests, as evidenced by one she “stumbled upon” recently. Should she keep a can of potent wasp spray handy or should she call a professional exterminator to assess the situation?
Jane’s beekeeping advice is sound. And with moderation acting as a sort of “already hired exterminator” Jane’s a berm emplaced keeping the masonbees (genus Osmia, family Megachilidae) from undermining the rafters’ integrity. Integrity firmed, the roof will hold.
Hail will occasionally drop but the roof will hold. As hail might “will” so long as the roof holds integrity, the hive will be of sufficient reinforcement.
As to the former, Justin very very rarely announces (stegs) his day “looks to be busy” and even less so, “very busy.”
“Stumbling onto hornets’ nests” can be problematic, depends on Jane’s perspectives and whether her [seeming] enthusiasm for further studies can be compromised.
Somehow I don’t think “compromise” (in a skeletal sense) is part of Jane’s architecture.
Adjustments though seem acceptable. Can’t keep the curtains closed in the offchance one of the swarm exhibits something of wonder. Pansies have been seen to smile.
Thanks DQ, And you know what, I understood every word, strange as that might seem. We must be speaking the same language, of bees and flowers and such, lol. Of course your astute observation on Jane’s architecture as not of a “compromising” style would be a tad too mild to describe her rather “dogface”-inspired ways, over hill, over dale and all that jazz. And although a global phenomenon, colony collapse disorder seems to be specific to harmless little honeybees, not to the more worrisome hornets, so your advice is much appreciated. Thanks for taking time to share your vast beekeeping knowledge:-)