Now for something completely different: Stupid EPA and global warming

I love how EPA chief Stephen Johnson uses this bizarre federal/state contrast to tank California's progressive attempts to limit greenhouse gas emissions. Johnson claims the Bush Administration is already doing something with the ridiculously low new CAFE standards. 35 miles per gallon? Don't make me laugh. That's kid's stuff, and it's not going to do much to keep carbon out of the air. Our 89 Civic gets that mileage. Pah-lees.

Why, in a country filled with many smart, creative, feisty people, should we have to tolerate this obstructionist foot dragging when it comes to the most pressing problem on the horizon? I mean, we either deal with this now, when the fixes, though hard, will be relatively cheap, or we deal with this later, when the shit really hits the fan. "We" being the elderly versions of us 20- and 30-somethings and our children and grandchildren.

But don't take my ranting word for it! See a bit more about this here, for instance

Report this EPA violation to the agency responsible for protecting our future (if there's anyone out there, that is). Probably the person seeing your comment will agree. It's just those idiots cherrypicked for their incompetent loyalty that are trying to keep the US at the back of the innovation pack. Guys, we could totally nail this problem, and make money doing it (for those of you who aren't moved by the ethical argument). So step out of the way, and let Americans with actual insight and leadership take the helm.

Out come the expletives

Damn it if I didn't just get a call from my stupid gyn's ridiculously disorganized and generally less than helpful practice. They are moving my colpo a day due to some conflict (whatever--so I get to see the dentist and the hooha scraper on the same day). I asked, just to be sure, if there was anything I shouldn't do before the procedure. The gal said, "Well, they recommend you not have sex for TWO WEEKS before the exam." Okay, what the fuck, peeps? This is just ludicrous. You're telling a gal who's been unable to get knocked up for more than two years that she can't get it on with her man because you want to play with my cervix? Fuck you. And thanks for not mentioning that when I set the appointment up to begin with.

Give me patience to tolerate this rampant idiocy. There's no way in hell I'll get pregnant this coming cycle--as if-- so stick it where the sun will never, ever shine. Oh, yeah, and thanks for the salient reminder thereof. Much appreciated, dear clinic assclowns.

Ah, that felt good! Tee hee.

By the way, I just checked dear Google and it looks like there is really no good reason for this bizzarro two week imposed abstinence.