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Head to the new location of The Heretik. Do not worry your holy heads.  The Heretik is still Reporting from the Mouth of Hell

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Reality TV #001

It is NOT true that the Bush Administration is taking its continued cues on Homeland Security from the Fox Television show "24."  At least The Heretik hopes it's not true. Where do you draw the line?

Already this year there have been two torture scenes.  The first victim was the son of William Devane's Secretary of Defense character. And the Heretik thought he had a tough home life.  And you thought your boss was tough? The second victim was CTU agent Gavin.  When they take Gavin away to question her, they go straight for some shock stick.  Makes you wonder what would they do to people they don't love or work with?

Of course this course of action must be taken by hardnosed realists who have to make the touch calls because the stakes are too high.  In this year of "24," the plot excuse is that some nuclear reactors may melt down, not that the imagination of the plot makers is melting down.  Not just one nuclear reactor would melt down, over a hundred would do the China Syndrome.  The Big Boom Boom would be a Big Bad Bad.

One question to consider is can black and white moral absolutes exists when the sky threatens to smudge into a relative nuclear disaater grey?  At what point must morality give way to reality?  Why?  Why not?

Is the question even worth it or should we not even bother, just kick back on the couch, and leave it to people who know better?  Who knows better?

Now back to Jack.  The Heretik apologizes for his recent discovery and over use of the italic key.  When you get something that works easily, you stick with it.  Transition, Heretik, transition.  Which bring us back to torture.  If it works quickly and gets results in big cases, why not use it in small cases where something less than the fate of the world is at stake? At what point is a consideration so small that torture is not needed?  Why?  Why not?

The Heretik is growing tired of Jack Bauer, bold man of action.   The Heretik laughs when Jack's superiors ask him if he wants backup.  There is no time for backup, interchangeable boss.  I'm going in alone.

Bold italics are over the top, kind of like Jack Bauer.  Jack needs more imagination, we all do.

Salute the General

From Patriot Boy's The Great Leap Backward:
1. Welcome to the ownership society. If you have not been assigned an owner yet, please report to Iran for duty.

The Heretik Is Now Sure the Apocalypse Is Scheduled for 6:05 AM EST

From the Virginian-Pilot:
RICHMOND - Underwear-exposing teens are one step closer to a $50 fine after a bill from Del. Algie T. Howell, D-Norfolk, received preliminary approval in the House of Delegates on Monday.

Howell’s bill, HB1981, calls for fines for anyone who intentionally wears or displays their underwear in a “lewd or indecent manner.”

I'm Thomas Jefferson And I Need Your Help

From The First Amendment Center
You Want To Do What?

With only four dissenting votes, the House Privileges and Elections Committee advanced a proposed change to religious-freedom guarantees rooted in the 1786 Virginia Statute for Religious Freedom authored by Thomas Jefferson and James Madison and reflected in the First Amendment of the U.S. Constitution.

Reason #1 Why FreeSpeechzone.net Is Headed to Hell

See you in hell for
this Free Speech Zone!

Why the Apocalypse Approaches

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so this is how
we are now taught

schooled by the scornful
skulls of despair

whose eyes
hold no hope

get up stand up
on the manacled chair

grab hold
smash them

heads filled
only with air

walk out of
the hole

they have buried
within you

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Why Laugh When the World Sucks?

Possible Satire Warning Activated: Basic Level 1
This is your reporter The Heretik reporting from the mouth of hell. I overheard sombody down here asking why people on earth laugh when the world is so screwed?  It sounded like Belushi, but I think it was one of the workers heading to finish the Leno Suite. (Jay Leno is Satan's favorite stand up guy.  Don't tell Jay Boy, but when he hands off the Tonight Show to Conan O'Brien, he's headed straight to hell.)

Ho, ho.  Ha, ha.  Giggle.  Snigger.  Guffaw.  Why laugh indeed? Sometimes even The Heretik has had enough of the demonic laughter. It's not just hot down here at the mouth of hell, it's also noisy. When I can't stand it anymore and before my mouse melts, I click here, and here, and here for some small comic, satiric relief.

Then before my laptop melts and goes molten in the river Styx running beside me outside the gates of hell, I think about the role of satire.   How can you laugh lightly in these dark times?  Heretik, Heretik, Heretik, five years in, is there really no hope for the new millenium?  Yes, there is no hope.

Yes, there is no hope?  Heretik, Heretik, Heretik, how can you be so negative?

Then Cerebus The Damned Dog of Doom barks up to tell me I really screwed the pooch with that Democrats Prepare Competing Marriage Amendment my first day of doing a diary at Daily Kos. Should have had the satire warning on that one from the get go.  Without that satire warning, with some raging righteous response,  The Heretik might help prove what The Righteous Right have declared all along: Damn Dems got no game, no sense, and don't gots no sense of humor either.

Christ.  Can I say Christ? Of course I can.  I am The Heretik. Damn it. Christ, Christ, Christ.  Don't care about the consequences, because I have already lost my soul.

Now I am paying the price.  I have to take criticism from a critter (crit crit?).  Cerebus the Hound of Hell bites.  Yeah, that's right, Cerebus. Bite me.

You talking to me, dogmeat?

Cerebus The Dog of Hell tells me I really am an idiot linking that thing to my own blog.  And leaving it off with Democrats saying only homosexuals can marry? It's a bad day when you have got to take criticism from a dog and then the hound of hell bites you in the ass.  Now I've got to go get a rabies shot.  Yeah, go ahead and laugh, Satan.

No need for a medical clinic in Righteous Hell because most of the people here are dead?  That's great.  What about Rove?  Dead, but he just doesn't know it?  The Heretik is trying very hard to laugh now, but it's hard to go with the ho hos when a dog has ripped off half your ass.  Hoping the laptop will stay solid long enough to finish this post.  Wondering why they still call them laptops when that is the least likely place I see them.  Hoping somebody at Daily Kos can point out the right way to play nice so I can still have playdates with the big kids.  With a weak ha, ha, and a little ho, ho, this has been The Heretik reporting from the mouth of Hell.

Cerebus, you really suck.

Liberal Losers

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The Heretik would like to thank Tom Tomorrow  for his insight into what losers liberals are when they are not out pretending to be busy as they run America into the ground.  (America is holy ground, except for the area around the fire where liberals gather and burn all things good and true.)  When losing liberals caught on the wrong side of history go up against a conservative collosus like the Lord of the Loofah, Bill ("Shut up, Shut up") O'Reilly, they are so very screwed.  When Little Sean "Insanity" Hannity takes his dribbling to the floor, the Liberals are nailed to that floor unmoving in the face of the hijinks (hijinks?). 

With Coach Limbaugh taking splinters but no prisoners on the bench, with attack cheerleader Ann Coldsore raising the blood pressure of Buckleys Chris and Bill sitting in the stands,  the lackie liberals  are lost  on a court with no appeal.  Liberals  are the Washington  Generals to the conservatives' Harlem Globetrotters.  What freedom loving losers  those  liberals are. The Washington Generals never won  a game.  Liberals always at the door way of the gym: Losers today, losers tomorrow, losers forever!