A Thought Experiment…

So recently a hateful spiteful old man kicked the bucket.  I think George Takei put it best:

Today, Mr. Phelps may have learned that God, in fact, hates no one. Vicious and hate-filled as he was, may his soul find the kind of peace through death that was so plainly elusive during his life.

One would always hope that the better side of an argument would exhibit self control and “be better” than those who are so angry and spiteful.

Last night though I started thinking about ways you could have fun with this. Again, be the better person but what if you didn’t have to be.  What would you do?

My immediate thought was to get a squadron of Huey’s with loud speakers and buzz the funeral in a fashion much resembling this.

To which my friend Gay Cynic then said we need to go further. That is merely the intro for the “playlist”.  Below is the playlist that was sitting in my inbox this morning.

We intro with my idea as above.

First song in the set:

This is followed with a remake of the following:

A remake with the following lyrics:

Ding Dong! The Bitch is dead. Which old Bitch? The Wicked Bitch!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Bitch is dead.
Wake up – sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Bitch is dead. He’s gone where the goblins go,
Below – below – below. Yo-ho, let’s open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong’ the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know
The Wicked Bitch is dead!

Third set in the set:

Fourth in the set:

Fifth in the set:

Sixth in the set:

To which we close with the following Postlude:

With the helicopters doing the dance sequence.

That will do quite nicely.  If someone has the resources to make it happen, get video and I’ll edit it into something awesome!  If not, well everyone just take pleasure in the thought exercise, and if it’s a thought exercise close it out with a strafing run as the Huey’s depart.

Ear Worm, Not Yet Wednesday (2/11/2014)

Just heard this across Slacker, I immediately fell in love…

Very valid advice, “don’t bring a knife to a gun fight, you’ll lose.”  Now they do point out that some fights just aren’t fair.  I have one comment on that, if you find yourself in a fair fight your tactics suck.

The intro spoke very strongly to me.  If you don’t know why, let me introduce you to Wounded Knee.  Tell me, how did surrendering their arms work for the indians?

And why yes this is the same group who brought you this…

Sick Puppies – Gunfight

Random Earworm…

This came across Slacker today while coding…  My immediate thought was both neat and awesome rolled into one:

If you don’t get it, I suggest this for your viewing pleasure.  Oh and in the theme of Deadmau5, here’s a costume a coworker wore for Halloween last Thursday.IMAG0677

I should have taken video too.  The eyes went to the beat of the music and changed  colors.

Deadmau5 – Closer

An Ear Worm For Ya…

This one played on Slacker on my drive back home Friday…

I can’t help but think my dad has been grinning lately saying exactly that.  My mom when chatting with family friends lately about the happenings in my life she’s been prefixing it with, “Remember Harry?  Well you remember how stubborn he was?  Remember how vocal he was and how he spoke the truth even if you didn’t want to hear it?…”

It continues on like that.  A few have gotten text messages about some of the drama in my life lately.  It provides a lot a laughter for us, again not going to post details but it appears my exit survey went viral at my former employer.

To give you another idea of how much I am like my father.  Many people think they are seeing a ghost when they see me.  I ended up going into a rant while on the phone with my mom and she replied “Hi Harry, hadn’t heard from you in a while.”  Ended up my dad had ranted similarly at some point before I was born.  It is amazing how tight that bond is without even fully realizing it.

If/When I have a son, I’m totally screwed.

Rodney Atkins -He’s Mine