Monday, March 15, 2010


Waiting, patiently, for spring to arrive...on the 20th!


Or the Democrats' 'self-annihilation'?


Beware the Ides of March!

'Cesar sa mort'
Vincenzo Camuccini (1773-1844)

Courtesy of Wikipedia:

The Ides of March (Latin: Idus Martias) is the name of March 15 in the Roman calendar. The term ides was used for the 15th day of the months of March, May, July, and October, and the 13th day of the other months.

The Ides of March was a festive day dedicated to the god Mars and a military parade was usually held. In modern times, the term Ides of March is best known as the date that Julius Caesar was killed in 709 AUC or 44 B.C.

Julius Caesar was stabbed to death in the Roman Senate led by Marcus Junius Brutus, Gaius Cassius Longinus and 60 other co-conspirators.

According to Plutarch, Caesar was warned by a seer to be on his guard against a great peril on the Ides of March.

On his way to the Theatre of Pompey (where he would be assassinated) Caesar saw the seer and joked "Well, the Ides of March have come," to which the seer replied "Ay, they have come, but they are not gone."

This meeting is famously dramatized in William Shakespeare's play Julius Caesar, when Caesar is warned to "beware the Ides of March."

Another incident on this date happened in 1917, when Nicholas II of Russia abdicated.


And how will you celebrate?

Bowing low to their IDOL!

From Doug Ross @Journal

The screen grab of Sunday's edition of the New York Times, with what appears to be a heavily Photoshop'd (TM) 'deification' of the current president:

"Now consider the Times' choice of imagery to accompany the article.

"Let's review the central attributes of the photograph:

*Obama, in what has become a tradition for the media, is deified with lighting that resembles a halo (ever recall the use of similar lighting for George W. Bush?)

*Deification is further emphasized through the use of a cross watermark, courtesy of a mosaic filter

*The focus, however, is on Obama's single upraised finger, the digit pointing towards the heavens, as if to say "I am the one that can save us, as it was foretold by the ancients." Or something.

*The White House, a tiny, nearly transparent reflection, is located below the President; it seemingly says that the man is bigger than the office. He is more real. He is more important. He is the One.

Of course, in real life, Barack Obama appears to be little more than a cigarette-puffing Chicago pol, trained in the Alinsky school, whose doctor recently requested cut down on his drinking."