Many thanks to those of you who are trying to keep this blog going by replacing my laptop. It is much appreciated. I can now afford about 1/3 of a macbook.

If you have any spare change laying around, feel free to dump it here. Thanks!

William Shatner interviews DC sniper

The world has gone mad.

I think she’s got a solid defamation case.  But I’m not a lawyer, nor do I play one on TV.

The political fallout from the posting eventually prompted the Agricultural Department to force Sherrod to resign.

A full version of the speech, released later, shows that she was referring to an incident that occurred more than two decades earlier and lessons she learned after initially hesitating to help a white farmer save his home.

Naturally she’s blaming Fox News. Because she is a racist. but we knew that - sorta.

This is way better than sending girls to school. Just sayin’.

Puppy rescued in Afghanistan.

Ok, calling them sluts is a little unfair from a Western perspective. But in their culture, where purity is a prerequisite to marriage, that’s exactly what they are: sluts.

Because they’ve chosen to live like normal people and have relationships that their fathers’ aren’t paying or paid for, they have to cover up the evidence. And apparently, “virginity repair” operations are on the rise in Britain, which is becoming increasingly Islamic.

An increasing number of women are having controversial ‘virginity repair’ operations on the NHS before they get married.

In the last five years, 116 hymen repair operations have been undertaken at the tax payer’s expense.

Thousands more women are believed to be paying up to £4,000 to have the surgery done privately each year.

NHS surgeons carried out 30 of the procedures in 2009 - up 20 per cent from 2005.

British tax dollars at work. Pretty sad, when you consider this article from the other day, about the NHS cutting necessary surgeries due to austerity measures and a Tory government that wans more emphasis on personal responsibility.

Virginity repair operations are a nod to shariah, and the British taxpayer is paying the jizya to make it happen.

Here is a Topless Wednesday™ health tip:

A rather bizarre study carried out by German researchers suggests that staring at women’s breasts is good for men’s health and increases their life expectancy.

According to Dr. Karen Weatherby, a gerontologist and author of the study, gawking at women’s breasts is a healthy practice, almost at par with an intense exercise regime, that prolongs the lifespan of a man by five years.

She added, “Just 10 minutes of staring at the charms of a well-endowed female, is roughly equivalent to a 30-minute work-out.”

So here’s to your health!

So… You know… I hate to ask, but…

Thanks!

…on the luxury shopping mall in Gaza.

David Cameron used a visit to Turkey to make his strongest intervention yet in the intractable Middle East conflict today when he likened the experience of Palestinians in the blockaded Gaza Strip to that of a “prison camp”.

Um… let’s juxtapose that with a bit of reality, eh David?

This past Saturday night, the Gaza Strip marked the grand opening of its new shopping mall, known as Strip Mall. So as the world continues to chastise Israel over its “blockade,” Gaza residents (including the over 10,500 allowed intro Israel for medical treatment in 2009) can enjoy life at the fancy new shopping center.

Ah, the NHS, a favorite mutt to kick around at this site. As a Canadian who lived in Britain, I just don’t see the appeal of wholly subsidized single-payer health care. Yes, there will always be people in the lowest income brackets that will need care, and money shouldn’t be an object in treating them. But for most people, paying for personal health should be no different than having the car tuned up or taking the dog to the vet.

Alas, liberals believe we should all suffer together in silent gratitude. And when they get their way, governments run out of money.

An investigation by The Sunday Telegraph has uncovered widespread cuts planned across the NHS, many of which have already been agreed by senior health service officials. They include:

* Restrictions on some of the most basic and common operations, including hip and knee replacements, cataract surgery and orthodontic procedures.

* Plans to cut hundreds of thousands of pounds from budgets for the terminally ill, with dying cancer patients to be told to manage their own symptoms if their condition worsens at evenings or weekends.

* The closure of nursing homes for the elderly.

* A reduction in acute hospital beds, including those for the mentally ill, with targets to discourage GPs from sending patients to hospitals and reduce the number of people using accident and emergency departments.

* Tighter rationing of NHS funding for IVF treatment, and for surgery for obesity.

* Thousands of job losses at NHS hospitals, including 500 staff to go at a trust where cancer patients recently suffered delays in diagnosis and treatment because of staff shortages.

* Cost-cutting programmes in paediatric and maternity services, care of the elderly and services that provide respite breaks to long-term carers.

Of course, in a single-payer system, there is no alternative for those who can afford to go outside the system. The system is all there is. Which means that people will suffer unnecessarily. If the high income brackets could pay their own way to get immediate care, the lower income people wouldn’t be on such a long waiting list, meaning the UK wouldn’t need as many government-funded service providers.

But common sense isn’t a liberal strong suit, and a lot of people will suffer under these cuts. Government money doesn’t come from an endless pot of leprechaun gold, you know.

I received an email this morning from Tammy, who designed the theme for this site, as well as modified Thesis into a sultry look for In Bed With RightGirl. Tammy is pulling up stakes from the dead economy that is Florida, and moving North.

So she’s having a Moving Sale!

Standard price for WordPress blog setup and theme customization is $225. She’s going balls-to-the-wall for $180 for the next two weeks.

Also, she’s a pretty damn fine problem solver. Twice now I’ve tried to customize my own themes, and both times I screwed them up. So I called Tammy, and she fixed all the broken bits for me (at a moderate fee, naturally).

Look, we’re not all creative geeks. I think that’s why a lot of people stick with Blogger-hosted blogs. We want to do our thing, but can’t be bothered with the nuts and bolts. If you’ve been wanting to upgrade to a self-hosted site but have been putting it off because you can’t be bothered to learn all the stuff you have to learn, drop Tammy a line at amomandherblog@gmail.com

Lesbian vicar has ruined my life says bull-breeder ‘lover’ (who’s now moving in with priest’s husband)

Heh. I love the Daily Mail. They have the best headlines.

A new In Bed With RightGirl was released this morning. Al Shabab, coffee, and Bug!

Check it out. If you’re not already subscribing, you can either get the post feed or subscribe in iTunes. Check the site for the options.

Maybe if someone had chained that fucker up in a basement, the world wouldn’t have the problems it has today.

A semi-comatose Saudi man has been chained in a basement apartment for more than six years because his father believes he is possessed by an evil female genie.

‘When he has fits he has convulsions and his entire body twists and his eyes become completely white,’ said the father of the 29-year-old man who has been identified only as Turki.

‘Then the voice of a woman can be heard coming from him.’

So did they lock him up because he was possessed, or because he was possessed by a woman?

Punch and Judy has been deemed offensive by some lily-livered British judge.

For 300 years Punch has been giving Judy a hard time. But for the thousands of children who each year scream their heads off at his antics, it’s all about to change.

Well, in Portsmouth at least.

The city’s PC brigade called a halt to Punch’s aggression and ordered him to swap his whacking stick for … a fluffy mop.

It also means he can’t throw the baby out of the bath any more, or put Judy through the mangle just in case youngsters think he is turning her into sausages.

Puppeteer Daniel Liversidge was ordered to tone down his Punch and Judy act after organisers were worried it could be deemed offensive.

Daniel, 36, from Enfield, North London, has been told his upcoming ‘Mr Marvel’s Punch and Judy’ performance at Portsmouth’s Spinnaker Tower cannot include any scenes with Punch hitting Judy.

Daniel, who has been performing Punch and Judy shows for 21 years, said: ‘We have had to change the show to reflect modern tastes.

For fuck sake. All this, and Nick Griffin tossed out of a Royal garden party (he’s not PC enough, either).

Look, I don’t have a dog in this fight. Punch and Judy scare the shit out of me with their brightly colored clown faces. That more than anything should be brought under control lest some kid wind up in therapy. But P&J are a longstanding part of British culture, and they shouldn’t have to change because some judge has his frilly bloomers in a bunch.

After all, P&J could be considered “art” (it is performance entertainment, after all), and we all know that as long as you don’t pick on Mohammad, you can do anything you want with art.

The marvelous NHS kills another one:

A schoolgirl suffered multiple organ failure and four heart attacks just days after doctors sent her home with paracetamol [that's Tylenol to us - ed] and told her to take ‘plenty of rest’, an inquest heard.

Amy Carter, 15, begged doctors not to discharge her, telling them ‘I’m dying’ but medics assured her she would be fine.

She developed septicaemia after being released by doctors who had diagnosed her with glandular fever.

Two days later on Christmas Eve, Amy - who had not been able to eat for 19 days and weighed just six stone - was taken to hospital and died hours later.

I didn’t have the equipment with me to record a new In Bed With RightGirl podcast today, but I put up a video.

I’ll try to get a proper podcast up later this week. Yes, I’ve been lax; no, I don’t care. But that doesn’t mean RightGirl doesn’t love you anymore.

I’m having a particularly good day today. The sun is shining but it’s not too humid. My gentleman friend is off this week and we’ve been sipping vodka all afternoon. Life is good. So I feel that my devoted readers should get a smile or a chuckle, too.

Thanks to Mark Rizzn for pointing this post out to me.

9 images that will make you shake your head

These two stories are exactly the same, and should be treated as such:

1. Muslim bus drivers refuse to let guide dogs on board

Blind passengers are being ordered off buses or refused taxi rides because Muslim drivers or passengers object to their ‘unclean’ guide dogs.

One pensioner, a cancer sufferer, told how had twice been confronted by drivers and asked to get off the bus because of his guide dog, and had also faced hostility at a hospital and in a supermarket over the animal.

2. Bus driver refuses to take woman to Planned Parenthood

A former bus driver has sued the Capital Area Rural Transportation System, charging that the nine-county transit service discriminated against him based on his religion when he was fired for refusing to drive women to a Planned Parenthood clinic in January.

Edwin Graning, who was hired as a driver on April 1, 2009, was “concerned that he might be transporting a client to undergo an abortion” when he was assigned to take two women to Planned Parenthood, according to his lawsuit, filed this week in U.S. District Court in Austin.

The correct way of dealing with both of these situations is a loud, public and crystal clear “Fuck You.”

Sometimes I think the people who are trying to do God’s job of sorting out which species should  live (marsh mouse) and which should die (Jews and pit bulls) must be drunk. I mean, who are we mere mortals to make these decisions? Who are we to change the weather? As the Dodo once wisely sang

I never ever ever do a thing about the weather cause the weather never ever does a thing for me!

Turns out, drinking does play a large part in it, thereby proving me right once again.

About 15 years ago, a bunch of Chardonnay-slurping enviro-snobs decided we should stop using natural cork in our bottles of plonk, and switch to either synthetic plugs or screw caps. For the ecology, you see.

Bless their wee interfering hearts, their plan worked. Winemakers stopped using natural cork, and we all lived happily ever after.

Well, maybe not exactly. As the demand for cork dropped off, cork farmers stopped planting it. Now that the cork forests are dying out, animals who once made their homes in them are dying out too.

Now cork suppliers and environmentalists are fighting back claiming the move is threatening the two million hectares of forest across Portugal, Spain, North Africa and Italy which are sustained through industry management.

The area includes the Montada forest which is considered one of the ‘biodiversity hot spots’ of the world where some of the world’s most endangered animals live including the Iberian lynx.

In just 0.1 hectare of forest there can be more than 100 certified species.

Rui Simoes, a representative of Rainforest Alliance, said “It is not just about cork it is about a rich community of plants and animals that all rely on one another.”

Of course, now that the Iberian lynx is in danger, keep your eye out for wine-laden dinner parties on the Upper West Side where the hosts are trying to raise money to help bring back the lynx. Somehow they’ll manage to fuck that up, too.

As if Ronnie wasn’t popular enough in right-leaning circles, it turns out that back in 1984 he declared July to be National Ice Cream Month, with July 18th as National Ice Cream Day.

Now, despite a testy gall bladder, I love me some ice cream. I could eat it on the coldest day of February, outside if necessary. It is a “trigger food” in the grand scheme of me eating healthy, and I try not to have it in the house, because a tub rarely lasts more than a day.

However, I have recently found true love, and spent a hot, steamy two days with this fine fellow…

So thank you Ronald Regan, for National Ice Cream Day.