Flies On Washington Walls #91
Category: Political
Flanigan 2018
I saw a sample ballot for the March 20th primary election. There it was, my name on the ballot. And not because I wrote my name on the ballot, but because it was printed on the ballot, ready for all to cast their votes for me …
Tiny Hands Can’t Hide a Big Problem
Donald Trump held a ‘listening’ session with the Parkland school shooting survivors and victim’s family members. He was caught holding notes that someone (reportedly Ivanka’s handwriting) had written for him …
Flies On Washington Walls #90
Don’t blame memes. Memes don’t make people stupid. People already are stupid. Memes are not the problem.
That title is just a little preview of the absurd logic used by people on social media, twisted a bit to suit my need to make a point. Of course that title is logically not correct. Yes, there are stupid people. Yes, memes are a problem these days, especially the ones created by foreigners.
I ran across a meme similar to this one on social media …
No, I don’t agree, so I didn’t share. The logic used is riddled with holes like Swiss cheese. Gee, what a surprise, another example of failed logic embraced by NRA lovers. In previous posts, we have already explored the Fallacy of the Alternative Disjunct in a post on Syrian refugees. What’s that? You don’t recall the Fallacy of the Alternative Disjunct? I warned you that there may be a test later. I suppose we can review …
Flies On Washington Walls #89
Give the mass shooting victim in your life a better shot at heaven with Thoughts & Prayers from Republican leaders
Untitling the Entitlements
Bet Your Ash
Flies On Washington Walls #88 – Special ‘Mike Pence Goes to the Olympics’ Multi-Panel Edition
Flies On Washington Walls #87
It snowed. I worked. My fish has a tumor. It exploded.
From the title, you may sense a blog post that can only be described as a rambling screed. I had a consecutive day blogging streak going on that had extended over a month, although I didn’t realize that until I was preparing this post. I had a scintillating blog post planned for yesterday called My Goldfish Has a Tumor. I was all set to keep the daily blogging streak that I didn’t know I had alive, cramming the heads of my readers with more nonsense than one can reasonably be expected to contain within their craniums. And then it snowed. And snowed some more. We got what I eyeballed at about a foot of snow. For my foreign readers, that equates to something-something centimeters of snow.
You know what’s bad about when everyone around you has a snow day off from work and school?
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Flies On Washington Walls #86
Hair Farce One
Although we recently broke a Trump cover-up story for our readers, we now have some proof that Donald Trump does not lie … at least about his hair. It is definitely his own. If you haven’t seen this yet, take a look …
My Rap Name
I am always surprised at the direction life can take a person. Who knew that I would be needing a rap name for when I accept the Grammy for best rap song of 2018? Allow me to explain …
The Last Straw
Please choose what is worse about the green-shirted guy in this picture.
Flies On Washington Walls #85
Mite Be Funny #52 – Huge Multi-Panel Stream of Consciousness Super Bowl Edition
Sign of the Times
I can’t wait for the ground to thaw enough to get my new sign in the ground in front of my house.
I wish I had purchased more … a LOT more, but not because I have that big of a front yard. And Christmas is after the November election, so I didn’t want to buy them as Christmas gifts, and I also don’t have that many friends which should come as no surprise to readers of this blog.
Pleased to meet you. Hope you guess my name.
If you are any sort of a rock music fan, you will recognize this blog post title as lyrics from Sympathy for the Devil by the Rolling Stones. It’s a really good song, although it did not get tagged as my favorite Stones song in this My Fave Faves post from a couple weeks ago. Yep, still trying to cross-promote posts with little success. But this is not a music blog post. It’s about one of my family members alleging that I worship Lucifer. Huh? I think we’re hosting Easter this year for the family. Could be more interesting now that that’s on the table. I’m thinking of decorating all the Easter eggs with pentagrams.
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Jim Flanigan Looks at the World 