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Arctic Terrorists

Sunday, January 10th, 2010

It’s an arctic jihad.  And we’ve got proof!

The weather the last couple months has been, well, extreme.  Just look at the facts.  The resort town of Whistler, British Columbia received an incredible 18 feet of snow in November.  That’s November, mind you.  That’s 216 inches of the white powder and nearly four times the November average of 58″.  In fact, it’s nearly 20% more snow than the snowiest month ever at Whistler.

In England, it was as low as 7 degrees Fahrenheit this week.  There has been snow in Madrid, Spain and Paris, France.  Temperatures in Alabama and Mississippi have been in the teens.  In Florida, the orange, grapefruit and vegetable crops are threatened with huge die-offs due to temperatures in the 20′s.  The poor iguana’s are freezing to death and dropping out of the trees.

Even here in southern New Jersey, where we’re surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean and Delaware Bay and the influence of their relatively warmer water temperatures, it was 9 degrees Fahrenheit this morning.  Heck, some winters we don’t even have to wear a winter coat.  For the past six weeks, my winter coat has been my best friend.

We were optimistic this autumn when meteorologists reported an El Nino was warming the Pacific Ocean.  That means a warm winter, doesn’t it?  But they are attributing this excessive cold and snow to an “Arctic Oscillation”.  Yeah, right, whatever that is.

Anyway, we received an email this morning from my old friend Icky Kitikmeot, an Inuit eskimo living outside Cambridge Bay on Victoria Island in the Northwest Territories of Canada.  He shed a light on this entire weather thing.

It seems Icky was out muskox hunting last week about 250 miles north of the Arctic Circle when he came across a valley lined with giant fans.  He lost count there were so many.  Stealthly sneaking up to a pre-fab quonset hut, he couldn’t believe his eyes.  Inside were dozens of men of apparent Middle Eastern descent.  Icky laid quietly for hours, listening to their conversation.

It seems that they were definitely Al-Qaeda or something, and their goal was to disrupt next month’s XXI Winter Olympic Games in Vancouver and Whistler, and at the same time cause havoc in the empirial Western World.  They laughed about the 14,000 fans they had positioned on Victoria Island that were blowing the dickens out of us infidels in North America and northern Europe.

Thanks to Icky, I’m about to alert our U.S. Department of Homeland Security about this situation.  Think they’ll issue a “level white alert”?

- Mountain Man and City Girl

http://www.MountainManandCityGirl.com

New Year’s Resolutions

Thursday, December 31st, 2009

I’m not really the type of guy to make New Year’s resolutions.  I guess it’s because I’ve pretty much always been in control of my life.  Okay, so I always want to lose weight and I guess that is the one resolution that I might think about each December.  But it probably has more to do with the overeating I enjoy from Thanksgiving through January 1st and it’s just a coincidence of calendar.

But, what the heck.  Let me see if I can’t take a few things that bother me and turn them into New Year’s resolutions.

I vow to pay no attention to the Nostradamus prophecy of the end of the world on December 21, 2012.  Give me a break.  There’s no way some dude in 1555 could predict the end of civilization.  As the stoned-out hippies used to say, “Far out, I see it, too.”  Nostradamus will get the attention equal to Y2K, and fail as miserably.

I vow not to mumble under my breath when I see a woman covered in tattoos.  Sure, I think it’s degrading, even belittling.  But I’ll keep my mouth shut.

I vow not to make fun of religion.  So what if it is a continuance of primitive pagan rituals that fly in the face of science.  So what if religion has been the basis of wars and murder for many millineum, and still is to this day.  I’ll just consider it population control.

I vow not to complain when a bunch of brats are screaming in a store, “I want that!” and the mother exerts no control, no authority.  She’s probably dumber than them, anyway.

I vow not to get upset when the driver in front of me turns without signalling.  Or hogs the passing lane while going 5 mph under the speed limit.  I’ll just keep driving my beat-up truck that subtly says, “I don’t care, I’ll ram you.”

I vow not to get pissed off when I see a dog tied up to a chain out in the pouring rain with no cover, no food, no hope.  Maybe the dog was Idi Amin in its last life and deserves it.

I vow not to speak badly about ALL politicians and our corrupt government system.  There must be one politician out there with the ethics of Gandhi.

And lastly, I vow to not take seriously any of these stupid New Year’s resolutions.  If I can’t bitch and complain and grumble, what do I have to look forward to in 2010?

- Mountain Man

http://www.MountainManandCityGirl.com