tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7415265324366462368.post3470283343601806282..comments2024-01-04T22:01:17.430+11:00Comments on Colonel Neville Always Dresses For Dinner. : Grade school smiley face ecofascism.Colonel Robert Nevillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03846514965728659622noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7415265324366462368.post-35463420646273325492009-03-27T10:29:00.000+11:002009-03-27T10:29:00.000+11:00Blue Hats. Ah, yes.Here in the Yonited States of A...Blue Hats. Ah, yes.<BR/><BR/>Here in the Yonited States of Amurrica, we also have the Red Hat Ladies.<BR/><BR/>(This is a bunch of gals "of a certain age" who get together to celebrate the fact that they're of a certain age, with the requisite headwear necessarily being red. Needless to say, ANY woman, of ANY age, runs as fast as she can from such an idea.)<BR/><BR/>Sigh.<BR/><BR/>We Yanks have been accused and, in this case, rightly so, of juvenilism.<BR/><BR/>But not to digress (too much):<BR/><BR/>Note the sly, and cynical, and completely-pandering-to-juvenilism method, of assigning "color" to "causes." Green. Blue. Red. Whatever. It appeals to the brain circuitry of the sheep, which, let's face it, doesn't develop too many neuronic pathways. Jumps from A to C, without the reassuring stop at B, are not in the equation. Ah, well.<BR/><BR/>By the bye:<BR/><BR/>Be sure and turn on every light you've got on March 29 :) --<BR/><BR/>http://timblair.net/ee/index.php/weblog/hour_of_power1/Eowynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11166378681749345402noreply@blogger.com