WUI (Writing under the influence)

Somebody once said we are all Americans, sometimes born in the wrong places.
On a warm autumn day in 1986, while enjoying beer with my college buddies,
I decided to join my new homeland.

I've come to appreciate the ideals that helped create this great country.
Liberalism, political-correctness, multiculturalism and moral equivalence
are destroying it.

This old house Grovenet Wal*Mart Visiting Poland American wine better than French.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007


Global delay

My 3rd grader's teacher has not replied. The e-mail has not bounced so the address must be OK. Maybe she is hoping to stall this until the end of the year. I will only wait until Monday. In the meantime, I'm refreshing my arguments.
Claude Allegre, one of France's leading socialists and among her most celebrated scientists, was among the first to sound the alarm about the dangers of global warming.
People who buy Prius are stupid.
Greenhouse effect is a myth, say scientists

Monday, April 23, 2007


In limbo

So the pope doesn't like capitalism. It's too bad because an average-intelligence human being should able to figure out that the poverty is in its lowest levels in the US where capitalism is still, to some extend, unabridged. But then, the pope's right hand says that "homosexual marriage" is evil and abortion is terrorism. That sounds about right. But how can the church be so confused? I can't figure it out right now. Tomorrow I have to talk to one of my son's teachers to ask her why she uses Time magazine in her 3rd grade class and tries to convince her pupils that humans cause global warming. I may have to pull my children out of their school and send them to public schools instead. At least the brainwashing will be free.

What am I to do? And I thought the pope just outlawed the limbo.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007


Slave day

Yes, this is what I call the tax day. I'm not a slave yet. But when I start paying more than 50% of my income in various taxes I will become a slave and may consider moving somewhere else. Unless, of course, there won't be anywhere else where I can be less of a slave.

This year, the tax day was pretty good. I've finally managed, through very creative use of deductions, to owe $50 to the state of Oregon and I will be getting only $270 back from the feds. This is the closest I've come to parity since I realized the destructive effect the pay-day deductions have on this society. People simply don't realize how much they pay in taxes. The only way to go would be to let people keep all their money and ask them to send all taxes with one check. This would be even better for free-marketers if it happened a week before November elections. Democrats would never be in power again.

In any case, because I was in good mood today I let my wife send $100 to the Catholic Radio 88.3 FM. Yes, I know, the Pope doesn't like capitalism; my son's 3rd-grade teacher asked how man-made global warming could be stopped and I don't think nuclear power was an acceptable answer but Catholics in Oregon are still more conservative than the current government so I rather give them money and take the 100% credit on the next year taxes to piss Kulongoski off. Especially after somebody called him the first Polish governor. And especially because he calls himself a Catholic. Is there a term limit on Oregon?

Monday, April 16, 2007


Virginia Tech is a gun-free zone

When it's to time to decide to send my children to college a school that will advertise not to be a gun-free zone just might get my money.

Thursday, April 12, 2007



...should have been fired a long time ago. Like in October of 2006, for example. He supported Kerry and was against the war. We don't need that kind of speech on the radio.

Thursday, April 05, 2007



20 years ago, on April 4th, around 7pm in Monza, I met my wife. We married 5 years later, had 4 children and later this year will celebrate 15th anniversary of our wedding. The best thing I've done in my life. Even better than leaving that workers' paradise called communist Poland. Of course, I would not have met her had I not left. call it a paradox.


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