Posted in Answers, Reality, Stupid-heads by waldopaper on June 26, 2014

 Why You Know: 



 wuss and wuss 

I hates the nasty eagle,
With all his brag and fuss,
The lyin’, thievin’ Yankees,
I hates ’em wuss and wuss.    —Still Dew

The fluid exchange is covered fairly well in The Spitting Image.   (more…)



Posted in Answers, Reality by waldopaper on June 15, 2014

Into the Woods  


The “conservatives” here in Krakkerland are arguing about who is more “conservative.”  It’s like living in an episode of Dumb and Dumber.  We got a guy who thinks the Girl Scouts are a Communist plot.  He represents my neighborhood.  Lots of hide-bound Brit catholic families who made a fair amount of boodle mixed in with the Amish.



Posted in Answers, Reality by waldopaper on June 13, 2014

Kill the Wabbit

 “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.”  

U.S. Constitution 

To be “true,” many who call themselves “conservatives” have an invisible man in the sky.



Posted in Answers, Reality by waldopaper on June 11, 2014

The Fairy Queen 


White Rose

Aus Gottes ew’gem Rat
hat sie ein Kind geboren
und blieb ein reine Magd.
or: Welches uns selig macht

At God’s immortal word,
She has borne a child
Remaining a pure maid.
or: Who makes us blessed. 


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Posted in Answers, Reality by waldopaper on June 9, 2014

A Gift from Germania


Und hat ein Blümlein bracht
mitten im kalten Winter,
wohl zu der halben Nacht.

— Anon.

Once upon a time there was a hill.  The hill is still there.  But the people who were there once upon a time are not there yet.  (more…)

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Posted in Answers, Reality by waldopaper on June 6, 2014

What you see is real


He wasn’t there again today,
I wish, I wish he’d go away…      — Mearns 

I walk… on Cemetery Hill because I live here.  I come out to admire the moon.  No one around tonight but there a light on the old camp ground.   Ach du lieber!  Was ist los do eye see?  Queen Elizabeth in a kettle!  (more…)

Marx On My Wall

Posted in Answers, Reality, Uncategorized by waldopaper on June 1, 2014


Chauvethorses…throwing stones like your ten feet tall.”  –ECW

Keep your eye on the sparrow.  All of them… seem connected by something… well… yes.  Welcome to the Gettysburg Gate House.