My apology to Tim Geithner

Treasury Secretary Tim Geithner’s been getting slapped around like a ping-pong ball lately.  Hatin’ on him has become as perennial as turkey and stuffing.  As much as I’d like to join the dogpile, there’s something I gotta do first…..

My old man was 100% purebred, stubborn Irish blockhead. When he made up his mind about something, he changed his opinion like most people change eye color.  Mom was half stubborn Irish blockhead, and almost half  hot-head Italian (there’s a pinch of French blood that the family doesn’t talk about).  Atonement isn’t in my genetics.  I get headaches whenever I begin re-thinking my position on anything and changing my mind usually results in what I can only describe as near-death experiences. So either I need a double dose of Tamiflu or I owe Tim Geithner a sincere apology…

Background

I’m no Geithner fan (this is widely known), so when the Daily Bail asked me to write some commentary about the Financial Regulatory Reform proposed by the Treasury department, I gladly accepted. It was an opportunity to metaphorically hang, draw and quarter the Treasury Secretary on a pretty big stage. I planned my attack. I would start with Timmy’s tax evasion. I’d written briefly about it before, but this time, I would show in glorious detail his devious nature or fundamental stupidity (hopefully both). I began digging for the dirty details….

And that’s when things went horribly wrong……

more…….

Emergency Broadcast Warnings?

I’d say on average, I catch a test of the Emergency Broadcast once every couple months or so…so it strikes me as odd that I’ve caught three (two on TV, one on the radio) in the last twelve hours.  The world’s not supposed to end for three more years.  I was curious if anyone else has been hearing these tests more often lately….

Windows 7 sucks Ass

Update: 2/15/2010 -Saying “Windows 7 sucks ass” no longer accurately describes my nightmarish experiences with this POS OS.  It’s like trying to find the words to describe Hitler.  I can’t print (again) and when I open the network and sharing center map, it says “Windows cannot discover any computer or devices.  I’m really going to spit on Bill Gates if I ever get close enough…..

Update: 12/29/2009  – Since the original post, I have had many more problems with W7 that I have not had the chance to write about in detail yet (this is not a compu-geek blog).  Security concerns (like responding to a ping….WTF?),  networking issues and the failure of system restore and backup features to name a few…This OS is a time bomb, in my opinion.  And for the record: No one pays me to trash Microsoft, or anything like that.  But I’m telling you, this thing may very well be the doorway through which a massive cyber-attack gets launched.  Consider yourself warned…

Who’s idea was this?  Let’s go kick the snot out of ‘em.

Look, there’s a whole slew of reasons I haven’t been posting lately, but not least among them is that my wife accidently fried our laptop (it’s a long story, but I don’t want to hear that I don’t listen anymore).  We’ve been talking about going Mac for years and years, but when the moment arrived, Stingy McCheaperson (me) got the brilliant idea that for far, far less than the price of a Macbook Pro, we could get two new Windows 7 laptops.  His and hers, no more sharing…nuptuial bliss!  What could possibly go wrong with this bullet-proof plan?  At this point, I’d like you to refer back to the title of this piece.

Yeah, I realize that I am a masochistic dimwit for sticking with the Microsoft.  I actually keep thinking they’ll get it right……eventually.  I’m a moron.  These fucktards will never do anything right.  This latest clusterfuck nightmare makes Windows Me look like the Mona Lisa.  For instance, this operating system has “blue screened” while trying to install drivers for my Canon scanner (a feat I never accomplished, even with Windows 98).

Know why Bill Gates is so rich?  Because he figured out it’s easier to make people fix your fuck-ups rather than produce quality.  And chumps like me keep falling for it.  Bill, I’ve got a loogie with your name on it for all the hours of my life I’ve wasted trying to polish your turds. 

Here’s a short list of  things that don’t work: