SAND!

Ever notice that once someone has a personal tragedy, they make it their mission to bug everyone else about it?

The latest threat to beachgoers, just in time for summer solstice, is sand.

Well, to elaborate, sandy holes. (Despite the implication, SFW.)

Key quote: “Since 1985, at least 20 children and young adults in the United States have died in beach or backyard sand submersions.”

For you non-math majors out there, that’s almost one kid (about 91 percent of one) a year for the past 22 years. I think we’ve got ourselves a epidemic–nay! pandemic–here, folks!

We’ve got something to tell you:

We’re here to help.

-Daniel Peter Blair, for continuing to do the act that got you stabbed after being stabbed, you should know that you have a problem.

-Women of the world, continuously objectifying we honest and wholesome men with your scandalous looks after we men get blamed for this very problem, know that you all have a problem.

-Los Angeles Superior Court Judge Malcolm Mackey, for the very same reason that you cannot ask a rainbow to stop being colorful, for ordering that a strip club cannot offer dancing sans clothing, you have a problem.

-Joseph T. Parrott, you have a problem with money. You don’t want to part with it when you’re legally obligated to do so. Deal with it. And your problem.

The Traffic Department of CW11 Morning News, you have no problem at all, despite what some may say.

Take it from Snee: Radiation is radical!

Summertime is what movie studios refer to as blockbuster season. That is, when they’re not preoccupied with consuming the blood of virgins on stacks of $10,000 bills. The staple for the summer blockbuster has been superhero flicks. Courageous men and women in tights–the most courageous of outerwear–fight crime and insane Ph.D’s (most likely from universities) while preserving truth, justice and the American way.

When we think of superheroes, superpowers and origins come immediately to mind. In almost every superhero’s case, their super powers come from radiation: The Hulk, Spider-man, Daredevil, the Fantastic Four … the list goes on and on.

Even Superman can credit his superpowers to cancer. Consider this: he is powered by UV rays–much like malignant melanoma–and his superpowers diminish from exposure to the radiation from pieces of his home planet, Krypton. In the medical world, that’s called aggressive treatment. Still doubt it? Most of his radiation treatments are administered by Lex Luthor, a rival of any doctor, even House.

Finally, consider the real-life example of Lance Armstrong. As soon as he got cancer, he started winning simultaneous Tour de France races.

But do the liberal media celebrate their cancer and encourage the rest of us to follow in their footsteps? Emphatically no. They don’t want people to fight for the American way, so they use smear tactics and fear-mongering to keep us away from radiation.

The latest yellow journalism is trying to implicate cell phone radiation as the cause of bee and bird disappearances. The media doesn’t agree with the War on Animals; they wish it would go away so they can get back to their Paris Hilton coverage. Of course they’ll accuse radiation of killing animals. All this really proves is that radiation is–in itself–a superpower, and we need more of it to “disappear” the lions, tigers and bears (oh my!).

They’ve gone further by saying it can kill humans with their latest report on a woman who wears a metal net to save her brain from electromagnetic radiation. This media darling, who we’re calling the Cindy Sheehan of radiation, is supposed to be a sympathetic role model. But would the media say the same if her magic hat was made from tin foil?

Our government, however, has listened to Hollywood, and they have the right idea. Unfortunately, they’ve been giving radiation away for free to other countries since 1945. Write your congressman and ask for–nay, demand–more domestic radiation immediately!

Chatting with baby dolphins

Once again, traitors to their species are helping dolphins. These human-hating hippies have taken it even farther this time. A deaf dolphin and her calf were stranded and then rescued. Now at a rehabilitation center (next up, Keith Richards), scientists are hoping the calf will learn to vocalize through a chat line they installed in the pool.

Folks, I saw one of these beasts over the weekend, it was only ten feet away from me while I was in the water. Headed to shore to grab my harpoon, but the dolphin was long gone by then. We can’t coddle the enemy. Deaf animals are the best because they can’t hear you coming. If they don’t fear us, who will?

What we really, really don’t want

Listen everyone, this blog doesn’t know what the world has been doing so flagrantly wrong lately, but it’s time to be on your best behavior. We do not deserve the punishment of a Spice Girls reunion.

That’s right, the Spice Girls, who have not been hot in roughly five years (if ever, in some cases) are talking about getting back together and going on tour. This blog believes life in general is spicy enough, thank you very much.

The healing power of the body

Getting naked and hugging trees is a swell idea for an environmental protest, but watch out for the bark. That stuff itches! Just in case though, make sure that the tree being saved will not be turned into semi-comfortable chairs that you’ll sit in around the tree in protest.

Also, what better way to heal a headache than nude dancing? A female bomoh (or shaman) in Malaysia is causing a bit of a stir with her unusual “healing methods.” As long as she’s raising anything but the dead, this blog has no problem with this witch doctor.

Do it for the kids

Former Massachusetts governor Mitt Romney does not approve a book that is required reading for the kids of his state. Given that he’s actually made a fortune selling hardcore pornography to bored business travelers, would he prefer that the children read the script to Maximum Ram instead? Is there really any surprise that he’s not a governor anymore?

Still, don’t be let down by feelings of altruism no longer being given to the children. You wanna know who is doing it all for the kids? Adult entertainers. Now that’s classy. The girls from a Utah escort service were actually thinking about the children when they threw a bikini car wash over the weekend. I don’t even really need to mention that being wet and soapy is a good cause all by itself … but I will. Because I just did.