Ah yes. Serious debates always start with statements like
Get a life, Space Cadet. If you had really wanted to establish that “we Yanks” are bad at math, you could’ve sallied forth with an in-depth examination of the popularity of state lotteries, to great glee from even American Dopers. Instead, you are just a :wally
You’re embarassing me and my country and everyone else in Canada. You’re making us look like jerks and idiots.
You apparently don’t even know what “oil reserves” means.
Please shut up and stop making Canadians look like fools. I’ve spent three years trying to foster a reputation of being a reasonably smart guy, and you’re making Canadians look like fucking idiots.
“Your war on Iraq has only to do with oil as “spoils” or profits from war. The war is about power, strategic dominance, etc., in short taking over the world.”
Profits from war, uh-huh.
There was an interesting commentary in the N.Y. Times in the past week that dealt with the “oil as spoils of war” theory. I could not locate an online version, but basically it estimated 5 years of work and $1.5 billion in cost to get some semblance of decent Iraqi oil production flowing again - and I don’t think that figure took into account probable massive sabotage of the oil fields by Saddam after the outbreak of war. Once the new Iraqi government takes over production they will not exactly be giving us the oil for free, plus OPEC will be cutting back production to keep up prices. And we will be spending a fortune to patrol and rebuild Iraq, after having spent a fortune to fight a war and protect against terrorist outbreaks related to the war.
I believe it is absolute nonsense to refer to “spoils of war”. I don’t think even the most misguided of hawks believe the U.S. is going to make a fortune out of an Iraqi war.
“Do your math - shit, take night courses if you have to…”
Well, if the Canadians are going to invade, I’m going to be on the front line, as I live about a mile from the border. Of course I’ve done an awful lot of fraternizing with the enemy, and, as I used to go to the University of Toronto, I would make a very useful double agent. Maybe I should start practicing my Canadian accent…
And well posted as usual Una. Of course, I fear your efforts may be akin to trying to argue Calvinist hermaneutics to the sidewalk preacher.
You know, I’ve never understood this. Most intelligent people realize that, so there’s no need to emphasize it. It’s like when people fall over themselves to apologize profusely for the Bush/Chretien/Blair/whoever administration or government and beg people to realize that they don’t speak for all Americans/Canadians/British/whoever. I mean, really, does anyone ever really think that they do? And if someone does, does that person really merit an apology and pleas for forgiveness? I don’t get it.
OK, I’m done. Suffice to say, there’s no need to explain that Space Cadet doesn’t speak for the rest of the world as the rest of the world doesn’t consist of lunatics.
I don’t know what comic it’s from, but are you playing off the “drug dealer” cracl earlier, and referring to the use of hemp seeds in bird seed (including parakeet feed)?
Monster: It was a reference to a strip in a Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers comic. Fat Freddy goes to a head shop to buy some scales for weighing parakeet seed. Told you it was obscure!
Canadian word: Eh?
American translation: Get back to the salt mines, dirty dogs! (Note how often you hear Canadians say ‘eh?’. Now put two and two together. Scary, eh?)
Canadian word: Zed
American translation: Work harder, dirty salt mine dog! (‘Zed’ is often taught to Canadian Overlords at an early age. Indoctrination is key.)
Canadian phrase: Kraft Dinner
American translation: Chopped up Americans, who didn’t work hard enough in the salt mines. (And we all know how popular ‘Kraft Dinner’ is in Canada.)
We should all start working hard now, to make sure our new masters will be comfortable and ready to rule (mercifully, we hope!) when they get here.