I’m sure he died painlessly.
Leo Sternbach, the inventor of a revolutionary new class of tranquilizers that included Valium, considered the first blockbuster drug, has died at his Chapel Hill, N.C., home. He was 97.
Monthly Archives: October 2005
Put a sock in it
Blatchford has no time (click on google title) for the blubbering citycrat admitting her affair.
Mary, mother of God, hear my prayer: Make Pam Coburn shut up.
Don’t these idiots have any shame? Sure, people have affairs, but dragging your kids out to a press conference to parade your stupidity in front of the world borders on child abuse. What was she looking for, the child-sympathy factor?
Both should be fired: she for promoting someone clearly not entitled to the job, and he for being a cheating, lying deceptive bum who can’t maintain his marriage vows. Clearly we don’t need two cheaters playing with taxpayer dollars.
More stating the obvious
In case you didn’t think staying at home to raise your child is the most important decision you can make, they’ve now made it official in the UK.
One of the longest and most detailed studies of UK childcare has concluded that young children who are looked after by their mothers do significantly better in developmental tests than those cared for in nurseries, by childminders or relatives.
Sadly, it seems, as more women decide the workplace is more fulfilling than homelife, a growing consensus is certain that someone else can do a better job than they can.
Can I sell it, Daddy?
Yet another story of government interference ruining what should be a straightforward business.
Prepared for a run
I’ve used a lot of different toilets in my travels, but never one with this many rolls.
Pond scum
The death penalty would be too good for the “parents” of poor little Jeffrey Baldwin. Blatchford, brilliant as always, explains:
By the numbers, he was not-quite six years old; he weighed 21 pounds; he was 37 inches tall. He was starved, he was covered in his own feces, he had pneumonia in his lungs, and he was in the throes, or soon to be in the throes, of the septic shock that would kill him.