The Joys of NYC continued

I want to thank the annonymous commenter who alerted me to the return of my favorite section of the departed John Batchelor show. Loftus shamed the US government into acting against terrorist Professor Sammy Al Arian. Loftus is a premier intelligence analyst and I wish I could locate his cross examination of Joe Wilson on the John Batchelor show. Wilson was revealed to be an incometant fool over his head by Loftus and Alexander.

I also want to talk about street food. In NYC ethnic food is fairly common. One may even find ethnic food on the sidewalk sold by street vendors. Few of you likely know what Falafel, Shwarma and Gyros are. However, they can be found on the local streets.

Half price copies of best sellers can also be found on the streets downtown. The international news stands bring magazines and papers from all over the world. One may find obscure titles like Military History Quarterly and Practical Fishkeeping magazine from the UK on the stands.

The best part about NYC is the non stop energy and vitality of its residents. Sadly we are plauged with an abundance of Moonbats who belong in Cuba. There is no shortage of anti-semitic moonbats in NYC. Word of advice to John Brown. Commies have been known to rat each other out for a 20 or a block of Velveta. As most of the lice ridden Commies and anarchists are unemployable they are often in need of consumer products and cash. It seems that there are laws against knowingly falsely calling people pedophiles. Moreover, you were stupid enough to send comments admitting malice.

I look foward to visiting the Bronx Zoo when the long awaited Madagascar exhibit ends. I look foward to Chinatown, Jamaica and Arthur Avenue for some ethnic flavor. I look foward to the adventure around every corner. I also look forward to visiting the beloved Rav Roov for whom this blog is named.

There seems to be an irony of my return at the close of the summer tourist season. Ducks still migrate but in NYC the dreaded Canda Goose stays 24/7. The leaves are starting to turn into fall foliage colors. However, I will be at home on concrette canyons and tunels.

I await my next adventure in Bruswick GA, Lees Summit and either Houston or San Diego. I will take a few days to visit Lurray Caverns and drive through Tenesse . My seven week stay in Brunswick includes a 100 mile restriction that I find annoying. I would like to have visited Sea World or Atlanta that are beyond the limits.

Maybe on my way from GA to KS I can stop in Oklahoma City and visit with Dr Yeagley and see
the memorial at the former Federal Building. I have always wanted to see Oklahoma and Texas.
I am hoping the final stop is Houston and not San Diego. I will be driving back to NYC from either destination. If I am in San Diego I will make a detour to the Grand Canyon.

I have been on all of the states on the Eastern seabord and briefly in Ohio, Wisconsin and Illinois. However, I have not visited wide swaths of the country.

Now onto sad news Rav Roovs daughter will likely have a small celebration in Israel. Due to the stringent restrictions I will not accompany the rest of my family. Travel to Israel could create problems at my job so I have to remain at home. I will restrict my travel to the USA to avoid issues that are potentially serious at work.

Beamish in 08

And now a clip from the new film the return of the Lone Ranger.

Victim 1; Oh no it is bug eyed Commies and blood crazed comies run amok. They are preparing to burn copies of the Constitution and the American Flag.
Person 2: There are two odd figures approaching. One on a white horse and the other on a mule.

Commie: You cheap consumer pitchmen will not foil our plans to desecrate sacred symbols.
Mr B: Beakerambo you know what to do.
Beakeramo: Meme Meep oops
Mr B: Beakerambo you took out the wrong items. A disco ball and whipped cream.
Jihadi: Oh no it is a gay pride parade coming to ruin our anti American hate fest. They are breaking out into Village People songs it is haram.
Mr B: It is time to open a can of whoop ass.
Jihadis: We are trapped between a relentless Capitalist American hero and an army of homosexuals. We must run and fight again another day.

Person One: Look at those heroes kick commie butt.
Mr B: The symbols of Americana are safe from Commie desecration and the Jihadis have fled. Beakerambo stop singing YMCA. Another victory for the forces of good.

Person One: Who was that Gas Masked man.
Person Two: It was the new Modern Lone Army Ranger with his steroid abusing incoherent side kick Beakerambo....
Person One: And we didn't even thank them.
Beakerambo: Me meee meep buy the lunch boxes meeee meep.

Coming this Christmas to a theatre near you.