Showing posts with label Darwin and Medicine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Darwin and Medicine. Show all posts

Sunday, April 29, 2012

One "Coinkydink" Too Many?

A Series of Unfortunate Events
Let's see: Breitbart drops dead, with no prior sign of illness or distress, at age 43, walking home the evening before he had scheduled the first of a series of revelations as to Barack's background [particularly on his youth and in his presumed path through higher education and in his connections with both the CPUSA and the Saudi sponsored "scholarships" that greased his way]. To alleviate suspicion as to his death the Coroner's office in LA carries out an autopsy which ends up reporting that" [a] There were no traces of drugs [b] Slight traces of alcohol [c] Some incipient heart disease ...and [d] that he died of "heart failure". Okey dokey....we'll ignore how the report ignored the question of what caused his heart to fail. After all, "incipient" means "advanced", or 'serious", eh?....The science is settled, and we do capisce what Pepe means by that phrase. ..... ...But then we find out that a member of the examination team, who apparently had contested the conclusion, is poisoned to death on the evening of the publication of the report. ....Now that, as Chicago would say, is one fucking hell of big fucking Coinkydink. Truly impressive; how the Odds are always in thy favor, O Obamakles.

Monday, November 28, 2011

In Dr. Pepe's Madrassah

If these were SBJers, of course, Charly would go all Apocalyptica on their derrieres. But then it ain't SBJers, for whom medicine entered the 20th Century in the 20th Century. Just Pepe's fave Green Wave of the Radiant Future.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Assange Gores Mikey Moore. Rotter Cries.

Assange's leaked data has done more to undermine Pepelandia's shibboleths of the last 10 years than all the objective evidence of those being myths peasants like us, and much sharper peasants than us, could dish out. After all, Julian is absolutely their Horse's Ass; actually is Versailles enough to not even bother to think about how all the shit he disposes makes Versailles look very very very bad. The Ululation of the Pepe is such a self-defeating, stupid, bleating.
As for da Rotter, having joined with Mikey Moore with his little Latinate lust for El Castrato, even the object of his lust understands what a mountain of merda is Cuba.

Friday, January 01, 2010