Where are you going on your next romantic getaway? Well, if you listen to talk-radio on the AM dial, the answer to that question is probably Tahiti Village, in the most exciting city on earth, Las Vegas! At least, that’s where Tanya Roberts wants you to go. According to the never-ending commercials featuring Roberts promoting Tahiti Village, you get three days and two nights in Las Vegas, and you don’t pay a dime for it! Oh - and if you call right now, they’ll throw in two tickets to a hot show right on the Strip - can you say “high-roller treatment, baby?”
Gah. If memory serves, these commercials have been running for at least two - maybe three - years. The words never change (except the phone # to call); it’s always a reference to the NEWEST Las Vegas resort. Um…after three years, I don’t know if it qualifies as “newest.” Unless no other resorts have been opened in Vegas since then. Depends on your definition of “resort,” then. And I think I’ve heard Roseanne Barr (!) promoting Tahiti Village on the radio, and seen a few TV spots featuring Alan Thicke.
One of the most annoying parts of the commercial is when breathless Tanya oozes, “You know you deserve it…you know you want it!” Um…you know what? Some people DON’T deserve it. Even if the offer was legit, not everyone “deserves” a nice vacation to a luxury resort. Shameless pandering, nothing more.
Anyway. Listening to the commercials - which, if you listen to talk-radio for more than a few weeks, you can recite along with Tanya - you might think that Tahiti Village is a fancy hotel, right? Nope. According to the extensive research that I did a few minutes (ie, Googling), Tahiti Village is actually a time-share, not merely a resort hotel. Either way, it sounds scammy. Any enterprise that has to rely on the same commercial using has-been (or nearly-has-been) celebrities for nearly three years is either (a) a scam, or (b) too stupid to earn my money.
I’m sure some of you realize this, but for anyone who is the process of being sucked in to the gaping maw of the “greening” of modern society: Environmentalism is the 21st-century version of Communism. And just as in organized religion, both require “sacrifices” and complete submission to a force or cause greater than oneself; both mandate that no one can ever do enough for the cause. The only difference is that instead of being owned by the State (Communism), or by the Church (religion), Man instead becomes the property of Mother Earth in Environmentalism.
Attempts by Al Gore and his ilk - and most of the mainstream media - to portray “the environment” as a noble effort that must be served at all costs is slowly going to destroy civilization. Which, ultimately, is what the eco-warriors truly want.
Don’t buy it. Don’t fall for the supposed “coolness” or the the endless commercials or the taunts to become the next “greatest generation” based on this garbage.
The only antidote to the eco-idiots is to continue to exploit the earth. And whenever possible - and economically feasible - don’t purchase any “green” products that are advertised as such.

Aliza Shvarts, for her Yale University “art” project, engaged in a nine-month process during which she artificially inseminated herself “as often as possible” while periodically taking abortion pills and herbs to cause miscarriages each time; her final “project” will feature videos of her bleeding in the bathtub during each “abortion;” preserved blood from the process; and plastic sheeting layered with a mixture of Vaseline and the post-abortion blood.
Any sane person’s reaction to reading the above statement should be a mixture of horror, disgust, and outrage.
But then, just hours after announcing her “project,” Shvarts recanted, telling Yale officials that her alleged abortion-ific project was simply a work of fiction, designed (of course) to stimulate a “discourse.”
An associate dean at Yale, Helaine Klasky, defended Shvarts by stating, “She is an artist and has the right to express herself through performance art.”
How about this: “She is an absolute freaking idiot and has the right to be ridiculed, mocked, and jeered for her so-called ‘performace art’.”
I don’t care if you are pro-life or pro-choice, for or against any type of reproductive freedom or restriction, an artist or feminist, a sensitive male or macho bully: this Shvarts person is a disgrace - to her school, to her supposed academic aspirations, to herself, and to her gender.
I don’t know precisely why, but the sight of Red Hat Ladies always makes me want to hit something. They just seem to be so pretentious and full of forced “oh look at how delightfully interesting we are in our fancy red hats” attitude. I’m sure Velociman understands my feelings. What do you think of this Red Hatted Menace — is it a harmless but brainless social activity, or a desperate attempt to cling with gnarled claws to some facsimile of a life?
Finally! Someone has the courage to speak out against the abomination that are “Crocs!” But Miss Fancy Rants does point out that there is one - only one - redeeming quality about these monstrosities:
There is one positive thing about Crocs, and only one. You know those people who are out there sporting Crocs would be wearing flip flops or open toe sandals if they didn’t have those hideous Crocs on. There is nothing I hate more then having to see feet exposed in ugly footwear.
Amen, sister. She also links to an I Hate Crocs blog, which features a link to - yes! - an I Hate Crocs tee-shirt store!
Two things that are really ticking me off lately:
- The near-endless stream of the damned “Sea Salt” Campbell’s Soup commercials. If I’m not watching a movie or something funny, my TV defaults to Fox News, and those commercials never. ever. stop. I hate them: the “dum…da-dum…da-dum-da-dum-dum” piano, the irritating chef in his fake chef hat, the baffled lighthouse guy who doesn’t believe that the new “sea salt” soup is lower in sodium, the damn “seeeee-salt…” voice-like sound of the foghorn. I hate it all. I hate those commercials. I will never purchase Campbell’s Soup again.
- Mike Gallagher, the radio talk-show host. Unlike Jerry Doyle, Gallagher is not intelligent enough to be on the radio. Unlike Michael Savage, Gallagher is not funny or entertaining. Unlike Rush Limbaugh, Gallagher engages in pure and simple fear-mongering and race/religion-baiting. Mike Gallagher gives all conservative talk-show hosts a bad name.
So what say you? Have you seen those annoying soup commercials? Do you agree that Gallagher is an idiot?
From what I’ve seen in this town during the last 2+ years, people are extremely friendly, helpful, and “live and let live.” Montanans are, justifiably, pretty well-known for their straight-talking, courteous, and overall nice tendencies. Honestly — I have never before in my life met such friendly people. So I was pretty pissed off on the way to work a few days ago when I noticed that the car in front of me — which sported a license plate that read “CAPT MO” — had a bumper sticker that stated: Silly Faggots — Dicks Are For Chicks!