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KILROY SAYS… Gimme, Gimme, Gimme

My, how times have changed.

Back when the U.S. was a colony of the British Empire, Puritans said "Gimme some land to live on, where I can practice religion as I see fit!" Then it became "Gimme some protection from the savages!" Then it became "Gimme representation with my taxation!" Finally, it became "Gimme Liberty or gimme death!"

It pretty much stayed that way for a long time.

Up to the 1930s, I reckon, when some socialists started pandering to people fallen on hard times. Uncle Sam switched from being a defender of life and liberty to a (New) Dealer. Handing out freebies, like drug dealers giving out free samples to get you hooked.

And hooked is what our population has become.

"Gimme Welfare!" They have cried for years and years. Did the Founding Fathers have welfare? If their crops didn't come in, were their neighbors forced to help them by means of increased taxes, and Colonial cheese? Or did neighbors help each other out because it was the right thing to do?

Ironically, it was an adulterous democrat that pointed out the unAmerican gimminess of the population: John F. Kennedy. "Ask not what your country can do for you…" Sadly, most devilcrats today seem to have completely missed the point of that statement.

"Gimme free healthcare!" the leftards keep chanting. Okay, we'll give you the same healthcare the Founding Fathers had. I'm sure Benjamin Franklin didn't have to pay for those spectacles he wore- insurance covered them, right?

What's next for the gimmes? Free TVs? Free car insurance? How much room is there for Nazi Pelosi and Chairman Maobama to pencil more "rights" into the Constitution? You know, like the "right" to have insurance. Or the "right" to have an abortion- funded with tax dollars.

Eventually, will there be nothing but citizens sitting at home on their government couches, watching government flatscreen tvs tuned to Oprah? Who will work to be taxed, to pay for these things? Whatever group is chosen to be the slave laborers of the Gimme nation, will probably not be too happy about it. "Gimme freedom, or gimme death!" they will surely shout.

The Founding Fathers weren't given much. They had to make their own country. By working hard, rather than hardly working. They wrote very clearly that all men had a right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Insurance doesn't cover any of those.

The Left and Prez Zero keep telling you, you have a right to this and that and anything else that will keep you happy. They know all too well the bulk of the populous are just as the Japanese described us back in the 1980s- fat and lazy. Gimme, gimme, gimme?

Gimme a break.

 
KILROY SAYS… Don’t Let Your Kids Watch the Watchmen!

EDITORIAL NOTE: This article contains graphic depictions which may not be suitable for all readers. View at your own risk.

A few months ago, a great movie came out at the theaters. An ADULT movie: WATCHMEN.

Now, when I say ADULT, I really do mean ADULT, since there are scenes depicting rape, sex, orgasms and a fair share of genitalia and nudity.

See? Just because a movie has superheroes in it, doesn't mean it's suitable for children.

Watchmen, written by Alan Moore, was originally an anti-comic book that turned the whole concept of costumed superheroes upside down. But it was for comic book fans that had grown up, not little kids.

In the wake of success from so many blockbuster superhero movies, Hollywood, of course, snagged Watchmen- based solely in its popularity. What they failed to take into account, was that popularity was limited to comic book readers who had grown up. So they made this movie that puts a very "realistic" spin on the fantasy costumed characters.

Take Dr. Manhattan,  for example.  He's this blue guy who can control all the matter and energy around him. If that weren't enough, he can see into the future, move objects with his mind, and be in two or more places at once. Basically, he's a "god" in the film–a being so powerful he is barely human. To emphasize this, he walks around nude, his blue genitalia swinging in the breeze, as he sees no need for clothing.

I don't know about you, but I don't think my kids need to see glowing blue penises.

Then there the sex scene where Dr. Manhattan is getting it on with his very human lover. She is surprised and horrified when she finds herself being serviced by two Dr. Manhattans. Meanwhile, a third works in the lab. Okay, maybe the scene isn't worthy of an X-Rating, but do you really want to explain to your kids what the O-face is all about?

In case I still haven't convinced you, there's the flying sex scene. The character Night Owl has this flying batmobile-like craft. He and Dr. Manhattan's gal (having left old blue because of his inhumanity) decide to get it on after a thrilling night of brutally, beating the crap out of some thugs. First, we get to see them get it off, as they strip off their costumes. They then proceed to wrap legs around each other and push the boundaries of R-rated sex scenes. Again, not the image a child should have of costumed superheroes.

Of course, my favorite (or is that least-favorite?) scene is a flashback showing a superhero raping his teammate at a reunion. They're in this back room when he forces her over a pool table. No naughty bits are shown, but the movie is brutally honest in showing what is going on. There is no doubt in the adult viewer's mind what's happening in this scene.

Kids, on the other hand, would probably have a few questions.

Is Watchmen a good movie? Why, yes, even with all its debauchery, it is…for those of use over 18.

 
Kilroy Says: Don’t Forget Billy!

As it so often seems to be the case, multiple celebrities have passed away this past week. But what is really unfortunate is that everyone seems to be concentrating on a moonwalking, face-lifted weirdo from Indiana, rather than a real American hero.

I'm talking about Billy Mays.

I know that Billy couldn't sing. He never moonwalked, or tried to buy the elephant man's bones. I don't think he ever had a pet monkey. He probably did sleep with children — his own no doubt, to comfort them during storms and things. When he wasn't on the road working to support his family.

Billy also was never married to the Six Million Dollar Man, nor Ryan Oneal. He did allow cameras into his private life though — in the form of his show "Pitchmen" on the Discovery Channel (which is having a marathon of Billy today).

Through "Pitchmen," Americans got to see a different side of Billy Mays — more than just two-minute direct sales commercials, or half-hour infomercials. We got to see that behind all those cool products, that he really did stand behind, was a hard-working guy.

I'm sure that Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson and even Ed McMahon were hardworking. And who wouldn't have loved for Ed McMahon to bring a giant check of free money to their door? But Billy Mays was different. He was a regular Joe like the rest of us. Sure, he drove a Mercedes and lived in a big house in Florida, but the guy worked his ass off to get there.

On one particular episode of "Pitchmen," Billy even got choked up talking about how he had missed a lot of his family life in his first marriage, precisely because he was out on the road, working hard. How many times did we see Ed McMahon or Michael Jackson cry because work kept them from something they loved?

People might laugh at all the "As-Seen-On-TV" stuff Billy Mays hawked. But have you used any of his products? "Pitchmen" revealed that both he and partner Anthony Sullivan are adamant that the products they represent really work. And who can deny the effectiveness of Orange Glow, Oxy Clean or Mighty Putty? Billy Mays might not have invented those products, but he put his personal stamp of approval on them, guaranteeing they worked, and were fairly priced.

Billy Mays commercials will still air for awhile. We'll still see his face on all those great products in the stores, for awhile. Even his show will linger in reruns, for awhile. But eventually, Bill will be consigned to the history books. Which is a darn shame.

Billy Mays never got accused of molesting children, or using drugs. I can't recall a single story of him going on mad, million-dollar spending sprees, or having to file bankruptcy and sell his overly-priced estate.

We should remember Billy Mays because he was a regular Joe, who worked hard, lived as best he could, and achieved the American Dream, bringing joy (and cool products) to millions. If that's not a hero worth remembering, I don't know what is.