It says, ” We always have hope!”

No it doesn’t. What is “to hope?”

“Esperi.”

But -i indicates the infinitive form of the verb. What affix indicates the substantive?

O! Esper_o_.

So if we possess hope, as an abstract noun?

Ni cxiam havas espero!

But hope is receiving an action here; it is _being_ possessed, so we have to use the…

The accusative! Esperon!

Ni cxiam havas esper_on_. Now write it out a hundred times.

C. elegans said,

Despair is not an option amid the present chaos.

Why the fuck not? Does despair clash with chaos? Is it like wearing brown shoes with black dress pants?

I think he’s probably right. At this point it’s not so much optional as it is mandatory. You know, just like gravity and the strong nuclear force aren’t an “option”.

Ditto there brother!! Nothing better than wasting an afternoon killing pink worms on the 15th level of Dungeon Master.

And thanks for that, Pinko. Have a pork snorkel.

And that is the machine that goes, ‘ping!’.

AKA Debbie Schlussel

Some time in the 70s. I highly recommend the DVD box sets of the Warner Brothers cartoons: lots of extras even if they’re too chicken to include Inki yet.

Fresno? Nobody goes to Fresno anymore.

My favorite thing about teh wingnuts is that they equate *reading* something one might find disagreeable, with one’s own two eyes and possibly aided by one’s fucking capacity to analyze complex problems,
ultimately without the filter of idiot goggles, and “self-correcting” group-think … with “courage.”

This is not surprising given that they also equate blogging to fighting. They’ve been permitted to toss out the “moral courage” meme unfettered, and now it is almost acceptable for these pasty, flabby, deranged, overgrown teenagers who have never met an item of physical exertion they did not despise, to proclaim themselves the equals of soldiers, who, you know, display ACTUAL courage – the kind that could result in injury or death.

There must be a clinical name for post-9/11 wingnutism.

With oil prices at an all-time high, Iran can’t provide gasoline for its own people, who resent the billions spent instead on Arab terrorists abroad.

Non sequitur! They resent the mullahs’ terrible mismanagement of the economy and resources, and their reliance on the Basij and clientalistic rewards instead of placing talented, unaffiliated workers in charge first and foremost.

As usual some pro-military, pro-hegemon America American reflexively interprets people suffering in a totalitarian regime from his own cultural standpoint, make readers think Persians have terrorist attacks against us on their minds instead of their own miserable poverty (because it’s always about us), and gird us up for spreading teh democracy. Persians need us to tell them how bad they have it, after all.

Don’t you dare drag poor Michigan J. Frog into this.

Not that it matters in The Scheme of Things, but precisely when did the singing, dancing frog get a name? I don’t know why, but I wish They hadn’t done that.