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Today's Liddy Factor:
6.5

Have you sent an AynCard today?

"Shoulder Loads, My Wayward Son"

"Shakin' that butt, butt, butt..."

Have you heard
about the bird?

From within the Shadow of Liddy

"Daddy, is it safe today?"

What should I do now?

See the world through the eyes of Liddy!

See the world through the eyes of Saint Aardvark the Carpeted!

Stop pinching Maurice!

Cheese blog of doom!

Free CDs for far-off lands

What am I up to?

Avast, me hearties!

Now with AynCardstm! Complete with added vitamins and minerals! Part of this nutritious breakfast!

Flash!
The Floating Head of Ayn Rand makes it to Mars! Stanley Kubrick fears The Bird! G. Gordon Liddy working for SETI@home!


"This stuff is way better than Rand's novels! You are one screwed up fellow, and have my deepest respect."
volsung

"The ARGHSoA is awesome...funny as hell, especially if you've seen a lot of objectivist antics first hand. The timeline is lame though; it reads like something the Unibomber would have made for his 5th grade teacher."
Nehemiah S.

"Very strange site..."
The Objectivist Reference Center

"You might think this is a joke. You would be wrong."
The Inimitable Steve White


Come right in, folks. No need to push or shove, there's plenty o' HTML to go around. Make yourselves at home, and lemme show you what's here. You'll like it, I promise.

* What we've got here is an interview with Texe Marrs: Texas Fundamentalist wunderkind, KJV-Onlyist, author, former high-tech consultant, and CLARION CALL OF SANITY IN AN INSANE, GODLESS WORLD. (I don't know if he'd go for the capital letters or not, but I like the look.) He may also be the ONLY MAN IN AMERICA to boldly state the truth: Bill Clinton may be -- ALLEGEDLY, BUT -- bisexual. Top that, Matt Drudge. Afterwards, tune in for post-game analysis: I've been practicing my air of academic detachment, and I long to display it in public. At last my chance is here.

But wait, there's more! (Of course there's more. There's always more.)

* For a start, there's The Floating Head of Ayn Rand. See the romance! the danger! the artwork! the satellite launch into tax-free lemony goodness! But alsoplus, you should totally send an AynCard. No, really! And don't forget to check out The Ayn Rand Seal of Approval, the best (and only) source of truly Rational products. So much fun...so little time!

* As well, I'm proud to announce a true first on the Internet. Without a doubt, the most hated and feared group of the last five decades has been A=A, the radical Objectivist group. Charged with the care of The Floating Head of Ayn Rand since the early Fifties, The Leader shadowy and mysterious at their head, they have been talked about much more than they have been known. Well, folks, here at this little place we like to call www.saintaardvarkthecarpeted.com, I welcome with open arms the website of the scourge of the slaveholders around the world...the Apostles of Ayn...A=A!

But wait. There's still more:

Thought not. Go get 'em, tiger!


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Rich, lemony contact goodness
Or, Saint Aardvark the Carpeted wants to hear of his errors from you!

I have been back many, many times to check the counter. (Yeah, like you've got a life.)

I used to use Lynx, so I asked people to let me know what it was up to. They were: Colin, Dad, Jack Nutting, Marina Muilwijk, Clara, and a handful of people who got lost in The Great Dimensional Shift. Now I have a graphical browser. With the help of good folks like Arwen (hi Arwen!), I am even learning to use pretty pictures properly, and link and everything. Actually...

Nothing. Never mind.

Well, it's just--

All right. I don't have a graphical browser. I use a Ouija Board. Yeah, a OUIJA BOARD! I know! I just wanted to seem like a BIG MAN, okay? Can we just leave this alone?


NOTICE: Reading the pages on this website may entail being exposed to lies, bringing about the Reign of Cthulhu, drawing down the wrath of the NSA, being shown THE TRUTH, or becoming infatuated with me. I'm already taken. Sorry. The rest is up to you to deal with.


Unix soit qui mal y pense.