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The far right neocons persist in marginalizing themselves with hate and irrationality, taking with them the entire GOP, Christians, evangelicals, conservatives and moderates. It’s a spectacle. A spectacular one. One buoyed exclusively by vituperative vitriolic invective vehemence. Pardon me but brainspank literally loves alliteration and it just happens to be entirely true.
I’m trying to tell you it lacks substance entirely.
They’ve abandoned facts and reason completely for fear, anger and hatred.
Republicans used to be wrong, not unreasonably stupid. Not so unapologetically obtuse.
Misguided perhaps but not insane.
What the fuck happened? Whatever it was, it took place on my generation’s watch. The elephantine have always been more racist, a little more greedy, a little too covetous of power and influence, a little too hypocritically pious and a little too lacking in compassion for the plight of the average American. That at least has been my perception.
Over the last two decades however, they’ve morphed into the political equivalent of little Regan from The Exorcist. Pun firmly and resolutely intended. Nasty, pea soup projectile vomiting, head spinning, cartoon effigies. When called on their bullshit, they hide behind an ugly wrongheaded nationalism thinly disguised as patriotism. Naked ugly jingoism. Ironic the “isms” they so casually toss at the rest of us.
They leave scales like fish wherever they go. It’s true.
My generation has witnessed the emergence and fortuitous exorbitance of such profound and disgusting dicktards as Ann Coulter, Rush Limbaugh, Bill O’Reilly, Glenn Beck and Sean Hannity. Elected representatives like Santorum, Ensign, DeLay, Palin, Dumbya, Grassley, Bachmann, Cantor, Gingrich, Joe Wilson and John Boehner. Birthers, Deathers, Teabaggers, Tenthers and Twelvers. Michael Steele, Joe The Plumber, Dick Cheney and Fox fucking news. Each and every one on this incomplete list of a uniquely American cavalcade of contretemps is a lying, obfuscating, shamelessly and hypocritically unpatriotic goddamn piece of shit.
And they all represent the contemporary conservative movement. Bear with me, I’m getting at something here.
Worthless, toxic, poisonous entities. Zero contribution to constructive public discourse. Absent everything save prurience and avarice. Giant boulders of sand in a smallish tub of Vaseline. Kidney stones the size of a thumb in an already inflamed urinal tract. Ugly and dumb.
Soon, they’ll disavow being mammals.
Take for example the rhetoric over the Nobel.
Some dickhead from Fox, Brian Kilmeade, wonders aloud whether Obama delayed the decision on troop deployment in Afghanistan to better his chances for the Nobel.
The Human Shitsmear announces that the “Nobel Gang have just suicide bombed themselves”.
Some asshat from Redstate said it was part of an “affirmative action quota”.
Glenn Beck thinks the Teabaggers deserve it more.
And The Human Shitsmear says “Something has happened here that we all agree with the Taliban and Iran about and that is he doesn’t deserve the award.”
Curiouser and curiouser. Crazier and crazier. From shrill and scary, to gangs of banshees on meth.
Thus they further isolate themselves and alienate the humane and honest. As their bubble shrinks, it’s skin grows thicker. They hear and see less and less of the real world. Their shared view, ever more myopic. They inhabit more and more the CAVE dweller acronym. To wit: citizens against virtually everything. Get it?
I could spend all day providing egregious example after outrageous foray into overt racism, lies, baseless smears, deliberate distortions, hypocrisy, mean spirited interpretations………but see, I already have. I have been for years. I’m not alone. Not by far. They are so very afraid and fear is a great force multiplier.
It’s a fact that the number of Americans who identify themselves as Republican is way down and there’s no end to that atrophy in sight. Disdain for for their lies and misrepresentations grow. The last two election cycles have borne this out. Yet The Human Shitsmear still has about 20 million listeners and Fox yet enjoys better than twice the audience of CNN and MSNBC combined. I can’t help but be ecstatic about the their self perpetuating and therefore self defeating dynamic, but they stall manage to kick a lot of balls and infect substantial consciousness on the way down.
I believe at least 25% of any given population is incorrigibly stupid. Roughly the number that still supported Nixon. Roughly the number that still supports Bush. It’s a fact. Show me what you’re workin’ with.
“The White House’s battle with Fox News reached a new high on Sunday, when Communications Director Anita Dunn went on national television to blast Fox as a partisan organization that functions as an appendage to the Republican Party.
“Fox News often operates almost as either the research arm or the communications arm of the Republican Party,” Dunn told CNN, adding, “let’s not pretend [Fox is] a news organization like CNN is.” Dunn also took her beef to The New York Times, saying in a Sunday interview that Fox is “undertaking a war against Barack Obama and the White House [and] we don’t need to pretend that this is the way that legitimate news organizations behave.” -The Nation
There are those who would say, among them David Gergen of CNN, that the administration can neither afford to engage the FOX network in the context of so many larger issues at hand, and that it is somehow unseemly or inappropriate.
I admit I understand, and even feel that on certain levels, but still I have to call bullshit on it. This ain’t your dad’s TV News. There are no rules, no decorum, it’s all changed and these guys are assholes. They have no integrity, they’re in it for the money and they won’t quit until it stops paying. Reptiles pure and plain. They all spend time on a warm rock every day.
Never has a President been so embattled with zero emphasis on policy, ever. They never ever even bother to introduce or even recognize actual stated, written positions or policies ever. Ever. FOX news and it’s cadre of asshole spokesholes is the worst example of journalism in this or any other civilized country. They are the suicide bombers of the American Media. They would never die for their beliefs but they willingly fall on swords of stupidity and blow themselves up with combustible bigotry all day long. The key difference between them and the real thing is the lack of integrity and courage. Truth and honesty. The ‘real thing’ being fanatics with the twisted courage of conviction and journalists with truth as their ideal. FOX falls no where in between even those two extremes. At the end of the day, they sacrifice their dignity and self respect. They wake every morning fresh, to plunge into ignorance, reckless hostility and enmity and lie after fucking lie after fucking lie.
For nothing but the filthy lucre.
I’m completely aware of the potential consequence (s) a protracted street brawl between the White House and an entity like FOX and I am fully in favor of this administration taking them on and cleaning their clock. When they do their damndest to lie, call them on their irresponsible and misleading shit. You think the brain trust at FOX can even approach the level of intelligence, wit and wisdom in the White House? Me either. It’s not like it will be heavy lifting or time consuming.
I know full well that there are way bigger fish to fry but this has a strategic component to it too. Although the mouth breathers are a minority, they are a sizable and vocal one, and the most obvious and singular ringmaster is…….well, the Cartoon Network and then FOX.
Again, this ain’t your dad’s TV News.
“This ain`t no party, this ain`t no disco, this ain`t no fooling around
No time for dancing, or lovey dovey, I ain`t got time for that now” -The Talking Heads
I believe it to be an absolute imperative of cunning and tactics. Bring it. And just maybe, for once, the Democrats will be seen to have a spine and a pair of testicles. Wouldn’t that be cool? Like punching the bully in the mouth so hard he falls down in front of the bus and the Democrats just once, walk up the steps breathing steam, proud and righteous.
That’s what I’m talking about.
Drinks for my friends.
For those of who haven’t heard this nomenclature of dolts, it refers to a small but vociferous group of nutbags who insist, despite all legitimate evidence to the contrary, that Barack Obama is not an American citizen by virtue of not having been born in the United States. Gotta give to them. Sounds big.
Eh. Gimme a break. Like McCain Palin or Hillrod wouldn’t have beat this like a baby seal.
I’ve been aware of them for nearly a year and rightly assumed they were a brand of conspiracy theorists who’s inevitability was matched by inconsequence. Now, regrettably, it seems the media has afforded them some attention. Regrettable for a handful of reasons, the most important could be the silly but vulgar stain the movement visits on an already gore festooned Republican party.
Swinging for the fences.
So there’s a bill in the house, authored by a Republican and sponsored by ten other Republicans seeking to mandate Presidential candidates prove citizenship before being inaugurated. Redundant methinks. This bill will end up in someone’s ass long before it sees the floor.
It is raw, desperate and willfully ignorant racism. Stupid, unfounded, crazy eyed hate.
“The conservative talk show host Michael Medved recently referred to the movement’s leaders as “crazy, nutburger, demagogue, money-hungry, exploitative, irresponsible, filthy conservative imposters” who are “the worst enemy of the conservative movement.” “It makes us look weird. It makes us look crazy. It makes us look demented. It makes us look sick, troubled, and not suitable for civilized company,” he mourned.” -Politico
Interesting that journeyman nutbags have issue with these particular nutbags.
On the other hand, world class dipshit Alan Keyes called it, “the greatest crisis this nation has ever seen” and warned of “chaos, confusion and civil war.” -Politico
What concerns me here, and what may be the salient reason this whole thing is so unfortunate, is the insidious and desperate rage it lays bare. I’m compelled to draw some frightening but obvious parallels. I’m neither predicting nor endorsing what I’m about to say so excuse my caveat. It’s just that these kinds of shrill and intellectually bereft movements provide fertile ground for the gun loving, God fearing wing nut, who sooner or later opts to take matters into his own hands. These people are around whether we like it or not. Often the best we can do is not stir them up.
By the way, if there was no religion and they couldn’t be addicted to God, maybe these people would come to worship the clarinet. In a few thousand years, the oboe. Eventually the saxophone. Sounds nice doesn’t it?
Guns don’t kill people, people do.
Unless there’s an accident.
Give them a really dumb reason and they morph from plain nuts to domestic terrorist in a week or two of 24 hour news cycles. Trouble with a capital T and that rhymes with P which stands for personality disorder at the very least. Already angry and just waiting for a reason. Probably off the meds because of no supervision or no money.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
I’m watching Liz Cheney and The Ragin Cajun, James Carville, go at it on Larry King. Tonight’s topic comes up and I’ll bet Liz is about to stick her foot in her mouth. Let’s watch! She’s all supercilious as she says ‘one of the reasons people are so concerned, is they are uncomfortable with having for the first time ever, a President who’s so reluctant to defend us overseas……….fundamentally uncomfortable with a President who seems to be afraid to defend America.’ -Larry King Live
What the fuck? Are you kidding me? Instead of calling it what it is, retarded and paranoid, she chooses to offer rationale. A rationale of fear for our national security. Pathetic. The GOP insists on puking down it’s frilly conservative blouse. Cut to the sins of the father.
Please let this ridiculously stupid cunt run for office. Please. She could honor tradition and be Palin’s running mate. Oh my stars the grandiose buffoonery. Palin McCain. I’m so on board.
Given that I’m a bleeding heart, progressive goddamn liberal, I have real reservations about our role in Afghanistan. The escalation and troop infusions. Military might can’t ever be long term infrastructure and anchor for a foreign people’s societal and political constructs in their own land. We are perfectly capable of kicking their asses but what then? Iraq again with darker facets of Vietnam.
Afghanistan is a far bigger and more lethal power vacuum than was Iraq. Iraq was stable. This, the part of the equation Dumbya’s sock puppets ignored. This, the part of this equation no one is really talking about now. In fact, no one seems to be talking about that war very much at all. You know we’re losing lives over there. You know we’re mowing them down.
It is a movie far worse than you can imagine. Just watching the movie would change you forever.
These “birthers” do us all a bad service for polluting the national dialog with their baseless and recklessly incendiary crap. Swift Boaters still wearing paper masks of patriotism. Traitors. I wonder what would happen if we tried them. Bet we’d figure out they’re breathtakingly despisable.
Drinks for my friends.
More than a little pensive.
The citizens of Iran have a profoundly legitimate beef. One of the best kind. Noble and justified. An obviously rigged election. Blatant. Ridiculous. The turn out was over 120%. Bullshit is the given.
Tomorrow may inform us of eventual fate. The Supreme Leader, Ayatollah Ali Khamenei, deigned to wade in today on the Sabbath, by vehicle of his scheduled sermon. Just another day of worship. He was clear: Those who “take wrong measures which are harmful, they will be held accountable for all violence.” He called President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad “the absolute victor” in last week’s election…..” -CNN.com
I’m spooked. The difference between these human events and Tiananmen Square for example, is that despite the Iranian government’s game face and perseverant campaign to control information, this revolution just may be televised. Forgive my trite. I’m not here to obviate something so big and ripe. I fear what happens next. Both sides are more than aware that the entire world watches.
The chances of a fistfight are always multiplied by an audience. Always.
The Ayatollah didn’t merely draw a line in the sand. He came out with serious lumber. He tells the people of Iran that they are welcome to test his bat. He tells them it will be ugly. I’m really afraid of that. I think it’s quite likely. Man, I hope not. Did you know that Iran is arguably the most pro-American country in the entire region? These people are in trouble and I doubt they will walk away. There will be blood. There already has been.
Iranians are not pussies.
Our Man’s facility with it all has been pitch perfect. He understands that any movement in Iran perceived as being fomented or even endorsed by the US government is a guarantee it will sink under that weight. The asshat Republicans shouting jingoistic bullshit from the rooftops are posturing with lamentable irresponsibility. Man I hate these pricks. No compassion, zero sensibility, reckless abandon in pursuit of grandeur. Shut the fuck up.
Iran is a modern society. It has a vibrant and youthful population, progressive by regional standards. Amazingly, a huge chunk of them don’t hate us. Really.
My fear is that the Iranian people will suffer for whatever they do tomorrow. For years.
It is the covert option that most media fails to talk about. I’m afraid they will be picked off at random, regardless of participation, until, you know, morale improves. I don’t see tanks but I do see terror. For years. They know full well, both sides get it. Tomorrow is going to be interesting.
See, we’re all just citizens of the world. After the sun impregnates the horizon and the stars come out, the day is done and we are all the same. We really are all the same. I live in a big city so ethnic diversity is but a part of my coat of many colors. Whether your thing is prayer or the power of positive thinking, it’s time to do a little dance.
Wisdom, safety and support to the people of Iran.
And, um, fuck the Ayatollah.
Drinks for my friends.
Bill Clinton gave the keynote speech to the American-Arab Anti-Discrimination Committee yesterday.
I’m cutting to the chase here with direct quotes.
“Global cooperation is crucial for the survival of mankind…..”
“If we have a chance, it has to begin by people accepting that they can be proud of who they are without despising who someone else is,”
….”we are genetically “99.5 percent the same……..”
“From time immemorial, people have fought over identity rooted in that (half percent),” Clinton said. “We should have spent more time thinking about that other 99.5 percent of ourselves.”
“You teach your children their ethnic heritage; their religious heritage; their cultural heritage with no negative reference to anyone else because it’s the only shot we’ve got to make the most of our interdependent world,”
All quotes from CNN.com
You’ll have to forgive me but these sentiments strike a real chord with me. Beyond that chord, is a three part harmony and a choral ethereal behind it. With a Hammond B3 through a tube Leslie cabinet and some tympanies and strings. Some brass and wood. French horns and Oboes. Oooh, and a Moog.
“Teach your children well,
Their father’s hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picked, the one you’ll know by.” -Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young
These simple notions explode in my heart. If we could just live by them, we’d enjoy so much more peace.
John Lennon beseeched us gently to imagine. To imagine an entire world with no religion, no hell and just the blue sky above. No country. No nationalism or even patriotism. No reason to even covet wealth or profit from famine.
“A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world” -John Lennon
That’s big stuff there.
Then there’s proof we’re almost outta rope. This is such a simple thing but the climate is getting ever more polarized and violent. While the right wing frolics in it’s own pudenda, evangelicals are snug as a bug in a rug with the idea they are somehow among the righteous and will somehow live forever.
These folks are stupid. These folks are mean. Sheezus.
As cynical as I am, I’m still an optimist.
The latest xenophobic diatribe from the asshole club foolishly denounces the concept of being a citizen of the world. Newt the Salamander (new nickname alert), mocked it last week in a speech before rotting doddering sycophants. That’s dumb. I don’t care what backward crap you subscribe to, if you are reading this, you are a citizen of the world.
Some of you don’t like it.
Newt the Salamander cracks me up. The hair of a robust but premature gray talk show host, the face of a caramel and Scotch addicted bigot, the grill of an octogenarian who’s still got some baby teeth. Thinks he’s got a shot at the head office. The way he’s shoveling sewage, he doesn’t have shit to say.
Whatever he does say smells like ass. He packs his jowls with feline fecal tootsie rolls to lend his face symmetry. I’m really happy I just said that exact thing. I don’t care much for the Salamander.
Nattering nabobs of negativity want to know Newt’s languor. How does the Salamander balance the warm rock and the cool water? Plump and bellicose.
I’d like to have him over for drinks and duct tape him to a space heater. Make him watch CSI Miami. Feed him nothing but Slim Jim’s and Dr. Pepper. He would change his own diapers whilst suspended by a chin strap. Morticians would be allowed to practice on his pale countenance and somewhat alien bone structure. I could invite some NBA size trannys.
” George W. Bush left office with a public approval rating under 30 percent. Less than 30 percent of Americans currently describe themselves as Republicans. The amalgam of evangelical Christians, hardcore gun-rights fanatics, anti-tax, anti-immigrant and anti-choice voters who make up the base of the Republican Party amount to less than 30 percent of the overall electorate.” -William Rivers Pitt, truthout.org
Salient point of ensuing article by Mr. Pitt is that it’s own base is reason for the GOP’s demise. The Sarahs, salamanders and Huckabees are prisoners of their own device. The once muscular, hard right base of the Republican party, the guns and God crew, are essential for candidates to be allowed to sit at the table, but now a virtual guarantee they’re exempt from being dealt a winning hand.
My synopsis: These guys are fucked and it’s all their fault.
Will Pitt rocks. Like a hurricane.
As much as I loathe the great unwashed, I sincerely wish they’d wake the fuck up and smell the world along with America’s place in it. They nearly screwed the pooch when they were in power last time and now they are poised to do their worst despite being the minority. Irrational fear, ignorance, prejudice and unwillingness to judge a man based on the content of his character, but rather his religion, political affiliation, culture or social beliefs, has the whole movement flirting with obsolescence.
The Republican party is a parody of itself.
They have begun to eat their own. They drag their party moderates toward a house still fully engulfed instead of even entertaining the idea they are less than absolutely right about everything. Frustrating to watch.
It has always been true, always an imperative, but now it’s damn near an emergency; we must get along. Share the world. Humankind can no longer afford to relinquish reality and truth while clinging to individual interest and willful ignorance. The fomenting of hate by right wing media is not just reckless and irresponsible but is literally a menace to society. I’m not here to suggest we revoke the first amendment rights of fucktards like The Human Shitsmear (Limbaugh), Hannity, Coulter, Glenn Beck, O’Reilly or even the Cheneys.
Fight fire with fire by using your own rights under that same amendment to drown them out. How hard would it be for every American who loathes Rush to storm his phone lines regularly? Sunday afternoon in the park. We could do it from facebook and myspace.
What then, of the example by the Iranian people this weekend over the travesty of their national election? They took to the streets. I understand that the chronic malfeasance of our ’00 and ’04 elections was not nearly so obtuse. We are guilty nonetheless, for behaving. Not nearly enough ‘what the fuck?’
They are furious and showing courage. Point to me the American who doesn’t cheer this struggle. These people are ass pissed as they should be. This is incredibly good stuff. Anybody looking for inspiration or even an example?
As I write this I watch dickheads go swine stupid downtown over a goddamn basketball championship. Now that’s blind shithouse irony.
I have it on mute but LAPD are going paramilitary and scaring the crap out of them. Herded like cattle and KCAL9 cuts to commercial. Lean it up against what’s happening in Iran right now, that’s all I’m saying.
Drinks for my friends.
Fuck that shit. CHRISTIAN TERRORISM.
Timothy McVeigh was a domestic terrorist.
Whackjobs like Scott Roeder, who assassinated Dr. George Tiller yesterday in his own goddamn church, what should be a sanctuary, do so in the the name of their Christian God. No surprise here that Roeder was a homophobe as well. Christian Terrorist, nothing less.
Thank God I’m agnostic. I crack me up.
“A man named Scott Roeder was convicted in 1996 of criminal use of explosives and sentenced to 24 months probation….” -CNN
Imagine this man was Muslim and he was known to stalk and then kill a Rabbi or a politician. Think about it. Really.
Like it or not, George Tiller was engaging in a legally protected activity. Do these assholes really think these women simply wake up, watch an episode of Maury Povich and decide to seek a late term abortion as a matter of convenience? I’m not even going to look it up, I’m confident that’s not the case. Shut up, I will not entertain the issue.
Enter the glowering spectre of egregiously irresponsible “journalists” like Bill O’Reilly. How much blood on his hands?
“Tiller, O’Reilly likes to say, “destroys fetuses for just about any reason right up until the birth date for $5,000.” He’s guilty of “Nazi stuff,” said O’Reilly on June 8, 2005; a moral equivalent to NAMBLA and al-Qaida, he suggested on March 15, 2006. “This is the kind of stuff happened in Mao’s China, Hitler’s Germany, Stalin’s Soviet Union,” said O’Reilly on Nov. 9, 2006″ -salon.com
As of today, no apologies from O’Reilly. In it’s stead, Bill the pinhead offers that: “The far left is exploiting the death of [sic] Dr. Tiller to stifle any criticism of abortion.” Note the euphemism “death of” in the the place of what should rightfully be “assassination”. As though, “Tiller the Killer” some how expired or succumbed to natural causes.
There is no doubt in my mind that O’Reilly and his ilk are responsible in some degree for so recklessly fomenting the hate and fear for which such tragedies are an inevitable conclusion. Inevitable, you douchebag. Time to man up, you penisless reptile. Do you imagine your useless vitriol to be without consequence?
To quote Snoop: “Fuck Bill O’Reilly.”
Man I hate these guys.
In other news, I’m thinking Sonia Sotomayor has benefitted from the magic of rhinoplasty. Good decision methinks. She used to have a honker like a potato. Seriously, she’s hot, smart and exotic, at least to me, self confessed trailer trash. I’m saying that under the right circumstances, I’d hit that.
For the record, my current significant other is very smart and way hotter.
I gotta tell ya, I think Barack taking Michelle out for dinner and a show in New York is unbelievably cool. He loves his wife and so do I. Class and glamor. A little Camelot for us all. I am only able to muster a mere modicum of amusement at the FOX news talking heads invective over the cost of the outing. Vainglorious and vituperatively disingenuous valor on part of their talking heads pretending to give a mad fuck over the expense to you, dear reader. Did they complain, on your behalf, about Dumbya’s record amounts of vacation time to clear brush in Crawford? I think not.
Man I hate these guys.
Drinks for my friends.
Cut & paste. It’s unbelievable. It scares me.
I cannot countenance who we are. I can’t stand what we’ve allowed ourselves to become. I can’t stomach those who would defend these bastards and the actions they so relentlessly try to sell us as performed on our behalf. For our safety, they tell us.
This is bullshit. These are egregious crimes. These people are lying. The media pads around it with careful feet on deep pile Berber, giving them their say. People died in custody of the United States government. The sickest aspect? They probably expired whilst we pursued our efforts to extract reason for a war that Darth fucking Cheney knew was complete crap.
Despite all this, we still have to suffer through the airtime the mainstream media affords this lying, disgusting evil jackass who spent his eight years in office doing his damndest to pervert, distort and destroy all things that allowed Americans to be proud.
I bet this guy is hung like a gnat. Had a giant safe in his office. Kinda the bureaucratic equivalent of a big stupid truck in the ‘burbs. See what I’m saying?
Look, I’m not naive. Any American who’s lived with eyes wide open for the past handful of years, understands all too well what the Dick-in-Bush regime has done in our name. What chaps my ass with such profound cheese grating efficacy, is that this pinhead Cheney, is allowed for a single second to utilize public airwaves in an attempt to mitigate, in such an obvious fashion of puerile necropsy, policies and actions that have indelibly stained us all.
Actions and policies, for which he should clearly be behind goddamn bars.
It’s crap. Elaborate falsehoods. Complete shite.
The neocons and this dickhead Cheney in particular, are attempting to rewrite history as we let them into our living rooms every evening for such dubious ends. Man, I hate these guys. In the words of Reverend Jeremiah Wright, “Goddamn America”. Any asshole who even attempts to change the elaborate and true path of human events past, should be muzzled and pelted with rocks and garbage.
“They pelted me with rocks and garbage”.
History is sacred and Cheney will do his best, but his legacy will ooze a vile, stinking sewage. Not even gulls will go near it. The EPA will get involved.
Write your local network affiliate, tell them you don’t want to see the vulgar and vile visage of this man or any of his lackeys on your television anymore. Lying to you and impugning the efforts of the man we elected by an unprecedented majority to right the wrongs his administration and office so recklessly and relentlessly pursued and wrought.
I’m all for free speech. But not if what you say on our air is an incendiary lie. It is crying fire in a crowded theater. At the very least the crawl underneath should go bold and all caps when he lies. Cheny’s kinda soft spoken so it would be like someone yelling from underneath. I’ll call Rupert.
We, America, tortured. We killed people in our charge. Worse, we killed hundreds of thousands and visited life altering suffering on millions for no good goddamn reason. I’m ashamed of my country and you should be too.
Who are we? What have we allowed ourselves to become?
This tumor is us.
This parading of a simple dog and a forlorn pony is contemptible and absurd. Stand up. Be an American. Do not tolerate this man man and his lies.
We are so much better than this.
Tell Rush Limbaugh he can blow me.
I’m trying to tell you something and you should listen.
Drinks for my friends.
I talked about it last night but didn’t realize that Senate Democrats had walked away. Seems they want a specific plan. As in, where exactly will the money go? That seems reasonable to me. $80 million is a lot of cake.
You know, Gitmo.
What baffles me is this: “I can’t make it any more clear,” Reid said. “We will never allow terrorists to be released in the United States.” Was he quoted out of context? As far as I know there’s no debate here about what town or city street they’ll be dropped on, they are to be incarcerated. Harry is a friend of my Mother’s. I got an inscribed, autographed copy of his book for my birthday. I’m wondering if he’s getting a little old. His handwriting describes the drawing of sea monkeys.
What is the deal? There’s two hundred and forty of them and we already have more people behind bars per capita than any nation on earth. There’s two hundred and forty and if America has a specialty these days, it’s locking people up. Specialty? Industry. Bring them here, try them like Americans because we still have a system of justice and courts in which they may prevail if they aren’t guilty and are allowed to prove it.
Regardless of the outcome, the truly guilty ones will burn in a Christian hell. Right?
What scares politicians so much about our justice system functioning as an equitable litmus for these particular “detainees”?
Anyway, it get’s better.
“Republicans are poised with an amendment by James Inhofe of Oklahoma that would block any of the from coming to U.S. soil to stand trial or serve their sentences” -yahoo
Republicans just keep on sweetening the elixir that will be the lubricant of their demise. Ha! Can I make that stick? I’m way ahead of you.
“Shuttering this facility now could only serve one end: and that is to make Americans less safe than Guantanamo has,” saidof Kentucky.” -yahoo
Guantanamo made us safe? I’d say with the torture and death and all, the hawks would be lucky to slide into obscurity as opposed to jail. Zero sum for them but a nasty stain on the rest of us.
Mitch McConnell is a scurrilous, multi-chinned rodent of a Senator. A nasty, long of tooth and sharp of teeth, a warm blooded, razor incisored dumbshit. Even his dog hates him.
He warned that if the United States withdrew from Iraq, “the terrorists would come after us where we live.” -1/10/07 CNN
I can actually smell that sentence.
He loathes the idea of campaign finance reform. He get’s giddy over the NSA listening to whatever and whomever blows their skirt up. Sans warrant. He’s very pro Iraq war as a central front for the war on terror. I love how they accuse us of dangerous political stripes like socialist, when they stand to applaud fascism and nearly shit themselves with glee.
The cherry atop my shit sundae is the reality of scripture superimposed over dramatic military landscapes as cover pages for top secret war memos to Dumbya. While we were beating and abusing, torturing to death, people confined and bound. Dumbya got a report with an inspirational poster for a cover. I hear he really likes pears and carrots from a jar. We did this to extract corroborating evidence for what we were about to do and then continue to do in Iraq and everywhere else. On the off chance there was to be a super secret memo on Sunday, it was wrapped in Easter themed paper. A candy bar tied in the bow.
Spuriouser and spuriouser.
Dumbya knew there would be pretzels later. With supervision of course. Plenty to wash them down with.
Drinks for my friends.
Republicans are a hot mess.
This poor bastard, Sgt Russel, and the five brothers in arms he felled. All the families too. A big bag of tragedy for no good reason. Not that all involved weren’t brave committed men who’d sacrificed for America more than we can comprehend. All the more sad.
It’s just that it didn’t have to happen. A man on his third tour of hell lost his shit. It seems so random but it’s not. He was in treatment for “stress”. These guys are fucking tough. They are crackerfuckingjack. They tipped Iraq over in weeks. Lots of things are very wrong with this story.
A badass soldier whom I presume was sane before he arrived, killed his own, not just his own, but his fellow soldiers. The antithesis of anything like heroic bravery. Almost as curious as it is tragic. PTSD. A political potato of some heat. Inconsistent to nebulous in terms of definition or perception. Through the roof nonetheless. Our veterans are struggling on a scale we’re not even aware of.
This is a gift from the Bush administration that will keep on giving for years to come.
Just like Vietnam!
The dude does not abide and neither do I. This is insane. See what I’m saying?
I really need for you dear reader, to concentrate here. I’m going to cut and paste a news item from today below, and I want you to compare and contrast the news I’ve written about above with this actual piece that appears below inside quotes. All I will say is that I think the two issues at hand are symbiotically entwined:
“In an interview on Fox News, the daughter of Vice President Dick Cheney sharply criticized the new administration for agreeing to release photographs depicting alleged abuses at U.S. prisons in Iraq and Afghanistan during the Bush administration.
“I think it is really appalling that the administration is taking this step,” she said in the interview. “Clearly what they are doing is releasing images that show American military men and woman in a very negative light.”
“I have heard from families of service members from families of 9/11 victims this question about when did it become so fashionable for us to side, really, with the terrorists,” she continued. “You know, President Obama has a lot of rhetoric about support for American military families, support for our men and women who are fighting for us overseas. But if he really cares about them, then he wouldn’t be making such an effort to release photos that show them in a negative light.” -CNN
Ok, I can’t help it. Liz Cheney you stupid fucking cunt. What about this whole egregious clusterfuck do you not understand? You actually seek with all gallows composure to spin this tragedy into some lame evidence that the Obama administration attempts “….to side, really, with the terrorists”?
In a war started by your father without reason?
Look up her name and insult her personally. Liz, you ignorant slut. You have betrayed your country and if Olberman or Stewart did the same schtick I swear I just turned on the glass teat.
Time for a fireside interlude. Picture me with a blanket over my legs in a wheelchair beside a crackling hearth:
A tale related by an excellent friend.
This story is about a man named Donald.
Donald farts in the car, back on a sweltering day. Turns out to be a withering expulsion, weakening the senses of the propagator. He’s impressed by his own ability to generate an odor that would be a captain of any industry. So inspirational that he wonders about his own health.
He then ventures into a video emporium of the strip mall variety. He feels the build. Pressure in his lower abdomen. And it’s hot. It’s temperature is like heat from a crack in the Earth. As though his bowels are about to volcano.
The gastrointestinal expulsion is nuclear but not cacophonous.
He’s grateful he’s not shat himself.
Get my drift? More or less silent but indisputably toxic.
He understands the affront he’s just committed. He flees to the right, past the first few letters of the alphabet. He works his way quickly to the D’s and F’s. Doctor Detroit to Fargo.
A fresh couple enter the emporium. They immediately ventiure into a cloud of Donald’s anal vapor in the A through C sectiion. They are apalled and disturbed. Their faces are an ugly mask of assault and disgust.
This is Donald’s story.
Drinks for my friends.
So Darth Cheney declared today that it would be a mistake to for the GOP to “moderate”.
“This is about fundamental beliefs and values and ideas … what the role of government should be in our society, and our commitment to the Constitution and constitutional principles,” Cheney said in an interview with North Dakota radio host Scott Hennen Thursday…… -CNN
North Dakota radio, heh.
Dick Cheney is a consummate douchebag. Commitment to the constitution? Fuck you, you lying hypocritical sleazy piece of shit. The object was for you to serve at the convenience of The Costitution, not for it to serve at yours. This statement by you makes me so angry because it reveals you as a world class liar and you still have the withered stones to beak sociopathic bullshit.
You Mr. Cheney, are the depth and breadth of the entire aggregate from dipshit to insanity. You are it’s evil and myopic, it’s misunderstanding, from front to back, from top to bottom. You pull strings for Limbaugh to Hannity, from Bachman to Lieberman.
You’re a dirty bastard.
You think you know, you imagine you have a handle, all in your hands is calcified turds. The fate of sucking is really bad enough. The idea of sucking and not knowing, is about as bad as it gets.
What’s occuring in the Republican party of late is beyond fascinating. It’s a multi car pileup with people face down on the pavement in their own gore. It’s that and a hokey, amateur production of The Music Man or Dirty Dancing or maybe a circus with only invalids for performers. They are breathtakingly out of touch.
Matt Taibbi wrote a great piece about it recently in Rolling Stone. He rocks.
With GOP spotlight whores like Michele Bachmann, John Boehner, Mitch McConnell, Sarah Palin and Tricky Dick Cheney, it’s not about to get any better. These people are clowns. Forgive me, it’s fucking awesome. The best and the brightest.
Too many of them don’t get it. It amazes me. They have zero grip on the simplest of things like conventional wisdom, current polls and even the goddamn news. The GOP has lost it’s romance with America. They were lying. Thank Sheezus we smelled the goddamn Joe.
I loathe right wing Christians. They’re stupid and diabolical.
Have you noticed how close together their eyes are?
I reserve the right to tell people their beliefs are stupid if they knock on my door or approach me in public. If their shit ends up all over the news, they should practice pissing up a rope.
Drinks for my friends.
So Jessica Simpson lost weight and now her head looks too big. I thought she was kinda hot when she was thicker. Another disproportionate pop star.
I really hate any kinda bottle with a pump dispenser at the top. You have to tip the bottle upside down to get all the useable product out. Who does that? It would take forever.
See, the architecture of a pump dispensered bottle doesn’t allow for easy upside down storage. Whether it’s a lotion or a soap or hair conditioner, it’s stupid. The smartest design is those bottles that have a fat top with a simply attached stopper, flush with the lid when closed and they rest easily upside down or were actually designed be stable with an ever lowering center of gravity until you’ve gotten every last snotty barf of product out of the fucker.
Nobody walks in LA.
Far be it from me to overlook the most practical packaging ever for any consumer consumable no matter it’s viscosity. The toothpaste tube. Squeeze from the bottom, be methodical and there’s no fisherman would cut her open once she goes dry.
I know something pissed me off today and I’ll remember it soon.
So I’ve got this buddy Matt. Owner operator of The Arb Pizza Cafe, 11946 Ventura Blvd, Studio City 91604 (Btwn Carpenter & Radford Ave). Actually, he’s a client. He sells salads and paninis etc. I mean to try them. I bet they rock.
I go there, for his pepperoni by the slice. It’s flawless. The grease from the meat and the cheese pools ever so naturally into the small craters created by the expansion of the crust and bubbling cheese going from solid to liquid to less than aqueous. Chewey. Not too much. Very flavorful little slicks of lube from the sauce and cheese.
The architecture of pizza is brilliant. Still it’s not hard to fuck up. I’ve made a few pizzas and fucked them up all too often by neglecting texture.
Sprinkle it liberally with garlic powder and parmesan, then use your index finger with force to start a crease, and since you’re a primate with opposable thumbs, fold the triangle in two before you tear off the biggest bite you can manage without offending your own poetic correctness.
Any eaterie’s first arbiter is the pizza. Just go get two slices of pepperoni and a soda. Give them a ten dollar bill. It’s less than that but you’ll leave feeling cheap otherwise.
Two things. Napkins and a soft drink. Free refills. I prefer diet sodas myself, but what’s pivotal is the carbonation. It’s texture relief from the hot saucy garment you’ve just clothed your tongue and mouth with. Beer is good. Champagne is the answer to most things. This pizza would be excellent with a nice Veuve Clicquot.
At the same time it makes me think of New York. It is better than Manhattan street pizza but the ethic is way intact.
Come to think of it, Matt has an awesome white pizza that would be a force to be reckoned with were you to have a few jars of caviar laying around. You think I’m kidding. They deliver. Chill some bubbles. (818) 358-2233
Matt’s dad is named Andy. They call him “Deluxe”. Walk in and ask for a free soda. Tell them a guy named “Deluxe” sent you. Order two slices of pepperoni pizza and pay for them.
Do it. Tell me you liked it.
Let’s do some headlines from CNN.
“Same-sex marriage gets OK in N.H., Maine”:
All I can say about this is FUCKING A!! The right coast is leading by example. Lookit them school us on civil rights.
“Colin Powell comment angers Limbaugh”:
Who fucking cares? Not me. Powell’s reputation may be scarred by severe blemishes to the face but I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt when it involves The Human Shitsmear. Limbaugh rushed again to claim Powell’s endorsement of Obama was explicitly racial. I would, if given the chance, I’d drop that fuck with a haymaker.
Cracks me up that people pay attention to this asstard.
Powell reffered to Limbaugh appropriately as an entertainer and said “I think what Rush does as an entertainer diminishes the party and intrudes or inserts into our public life a kind of nastiness that we would be better to do without,” Powell said. -CNN
I believe Powell was as polite as as possible by saying that Limbaugh should fuck right the fuck off. More power to him. Limbaugh is rapidly becoming irrelevant. Limbaugh is the epitome and distillation of the growing canker, the cancer indeed that has the GOP on it’s knees. Archaic and obsolete ideology that I’m fascinted to watch them cling to. It’s not unlike watching a reptile slither towards a dark flat rock.
The new racism is homophobia. Send Rush the memo. He sits way back in the back.
Fans of Limbaugh suck relentlessly. They are the worst America has to offer. He said he would like for our President, a man we elected with a sincere hope for success at changing our country, it’s culture of fear above all else, he said he would like for him to fail. Were I a right wing dickhead, I’d accuse the Shitsmear of treason and scream for his head. We liberals are not as anxious as our counterparts to malign and impugn those who’ve not committed an actual crime. Nonetheless, I wouldn’t hesitate to invite him, to his face, to lick my taint.
If you like, admire, worship or even follow this clown, let’s talk. I’m right here. I will blow up in your face and make you cry in front of your friends. Let’s go.
Drinks for my friends.
It would be nice if we could simply choose our own channels. If I don’t pay my bill, Direct TV shuts me down in a heartbeat. I call them on the phone, arrange payment and within thirty seconds, access to like three hundred channels is restored. I don’t believe for a second that making individual choice available to customers isn’t possible.
I’d do the networks, they should be free and I’m a news junkie, including FOX, CNN,and MSNBC. Part of my addiction is to monitor the mainstream. Comedy Central, HBO and Showtime for movies, excellent series’ and boxing. One local affiliate. They all suck but I need access to at least one local news outlet. Maybe some nature channels, IFC and that other one……..
I need to step off this topic for awhile. You who read me regularly understand I am wont to do.
I am moved by this President. He takes complex questions and answers them with intelligence and nuance. He talks to us and explains himself with an earnestness and sincerity that make plain his need for us to understand. He does want to include and engage the lowest common denominator. I believe I’d be remiss were I not to point out the glaring contrast between Mr. Obama and our previous President, who catered to and exploited the lowest common denominator almost exclusively.
Our man was asked this evening, what about his first one hundred days suprised, enchanted, humbled and troubled him the most, on live television. He answered adroitly, compassionately and honestly. This is the kind of question that would never even be allowed under the Dumbya regime. Were such a question somehow allowed to slip through, trust that Dumbya would have stuttered, paused and visited abuse of malapropisms to hitherto unseen depths of national embarrassment.
He’s a primate at best.
His eyes are too close together.
I couldn’t help but remember Clinton. He would appear on television in the middle of our dark years and answer any question by framing it’s context, explaining the variables and then recommending a course of action so expertly that you knew he’d wrestled with it until he understood the issue thoroughly and had arrived at a solution that he grasped completely and had no reservations about endorsing. The man was flawed but he was whip fucking smart and he gave a shit. He was a lighthouse in the dense fog of Dick-in-Bush.
First 100 days? I’ll give Obama a B+. Not bad for his first semester midterm. About what I expected and I’m pleased. My biggest concern is the financial swamp thing. I can’t really pretend to understand it. It goes without saying I don’t have an opinion worth sharing. I will tell you that the more I learn and understand, the more I wonder about moving somewhere I can have a garden.
Those fuckers left us hanging. Cheney won’t shut the fuck up and neither will Rove but have ya heard from Dumbya? The barn door was banging at the start of the storm when those three bastards ran out. Man they were bad news.
Say our man gets us to 911 of this year without a domestic terror attack of similiar scale. Will you then shut the fuck up about your keeping America safe audacity? Allow me to date myself by saying you people sound like a broken goddamn record.
Some advice. The sky has been falling for some time now. You just looked up. You just noticed it could really crack you hard. By the way, if you did just notice all this, part of this is your fault. So anyway, settle down.
What we really need is for you mouthbreathers to be calm. Don’t stir shit up. Try not to shoot fellow humans. Stop turning out like zombies for corporate lobby funded tax protests when you’ll all do better under what you’re marching against. Have some dignity. Pull your pants up.
More of my advice to you is to wade back in. Forego ideology and sincerely look at what progressives are attempting to do here. Find fault with the policy or find flaw with the process. Stop dropping the ‘socialist’ bomb and find a way to participate. Start rolling up your sleeves and stop crapping your pants.
Hannity and Limbaugh are the clown princes of the conservative stagnation and they will be your demise.
Drinks for my friends.
Cable is out. Chose not to pay the bill.
What people fail to understand is that Obama cannot afford to even address this issue of guns, to do so would ignite an already hot pile of insanity. These fucks, these crazy zealots, are lying in a puddle of their own excrement waiting for Obama to utter the words “gun control”. It will be an excuse for them to snap.
Patient but dumb.
Wouldn’t be prudent.
Most of you are just stupid enough to not understand how dangerous you are. It really bugs me.
Sorry boys and girls. The issue of guns will see no play this season. Understandably so methinks.
Unless assholes keep shooting shit up. Give it a rest already. I refuse to to fear this.
I got comic books on the brain. I bought a thousand bags & boards and five long boxes the other day. For the last three days I’ve bagged and boarded. Surreal. Amazing nostalgia. I adore comic book art. My collection is perfectly preserved. Exactly the way I left it. Beat up books are still beat up books, but pristine ones are still pristine.
Crazy. I touch each one as I place it on a board and manuever it into a bag and I remember reading them, almost everyone of them stirs something in my head and there’s over a thousand. Damn. They were gathered with care as well as abandon. As I rember them, I understand they have informed me as much as they are going to.
They are everywhere in my apartment now. Leaning or stacked, grouped by title. Huge swaths of Ironman, Spiderman, The X-Men, Daredevil, Avengers, Fantastic Four……The Flash, Superman, Batman, The Justice League……….Star Trek, Adam 12, Richey Rich, Zoro and Archie……Boris Karloff, Ripley’s……….Swamp Thing, an assload of MAD magazines, Heavy Metal, Conan and Epic.
An amazing historical capsule. Late sixties to early eighties. The breadth and diversity of my collection affords me permission to brag and be proud because I was a child when I assembled it.
My folks are heros for packing them, storing them and delivering them to me when I bought my first house.
The way they smell and the way they look and my absolute romance with them when I barely had opinion about anything. I began to obsess when I was twelve. I was twelve.
John Byrne, Jim Starlin, Chris Claremont, Stan Lee, Steve Ditko, Bernie Wrightson, Barry Windsor Smith, Frank Miller…… Jack Kirby
Life is so sticky I feel the need for a bath about every hour. Sign of the gypsy queen. As thick as an old Supertramp record.
Everything I ever did you could hear the fucking kick drum.
The kick drum is lichen on a boulder.
When I was a kid there was lichen on boulders.
Primus grooves way hard.
My sincere advice to you is to Sail the Seas of Cheese and clean your house.
A little Tommy The Cat will cure whatever ails ya. I’m also a spokesperson for Alka Seltzer and fragrant pinecones.
Anyway, today Michele “We’re Running Out Of Rich People In This Country” Bachman (R-MN), by far the biggest assclown in the US House of Represenatives, gracelessly attempted to infer that flu epidemics somehow only occur under Democratic administrations. See if you can follow her logic:
“I find it interesting that it was back in the 1970s that the swine flu broke out then under another Democrat president Jimmy Carter…….” -Huffington Post
The Human Shitsmear had this to say:
“[E]verywhere Obama is spreading Obamaism, there is a deadly disease taking place, either in the TARP community or in the newspaper business … Obama goes to Mexico — they have an earthquake. Obama goes to Mexico — get pig flu,” -wowwowwow.com
Awesome. Do the math. You’ve got an evil humanitarian and Nobel Peace Prize winning philanthropist, and our current President, a nefarious community organizer and two, count ‘em two, outbreaks of flu related to pigs of all things. Oh, and, they’re both Democrats. I bet they used the same lab. It’s probably deep in the basement of some Red Cross shelter or maybe a Salvation Army thrift store.
Sheezus! That’s iron clad. A slam goddamn dunk! But wait. The original swine flu epidemic occured under Ford. I feel dizzy. I think I smell yellowcake uranium……my vision is clouded by pockmarks not unlike those littering the visage of George Tenet.
In late March 1976, President Gerald Ford emerged from a meeting with 27 health advisers with an ambitious request: “I am asking every man, woman and child in the country to get an inoculation this fall.” -dumpbachman.blogspot.com
It’s fair to say I love to loathe this woman. I adore her stupidity. I covet her retardation.
Why, just the other day she deigned to lecture Congress about Carbon Dioxide. She posited over and over that it’s a natural gas. She’s right about that but then so is the methane in my flatulence. What’s the point? She’s sure it can’t be bad for us because it’s from “nature”. She goes on to inform the esteemed deliberative body that there exists not a singly study proving this natural gas is harmful to humans. Five syllables Michele, asphyxiation.
She gives truth to the concept of failing upward:
In response to a question from host Chris Matthews, Bachmann said on the Oct. 17 show that she was “very concerned” that Obama “may have anti-American views” and that the news media should investigate the views of members of Congress. -Miami Herald
Then there’s Arlen Spector. Booya! I’ve always thought this guy to be inconsistent but obviously of his own mind. He confuses though not predictably. Maybe he actually has his own mind. Just can’t tell with these damn white collar tweekers.
Franken will get to sit and Spector makes sixty. A nice number. The Democrats, should they choose to act in concert, will have a majority immune to fillibuster. It’s something they rarely do regardless of whether they’re formidable or not. I’m not about a lockstep majority in the Senate but we need to be able to swing haymakers and roundhouses. Change won’t take unless we land some.
Homogeny is not a given among the jackasses.
Whatever. What these two stories point to is serious structural damage in the GOP. Take Mehgan McCain’s remarks:
“Karl Rove follows me on Twitter. That’s creepy, and ” Later, she wrote: “I can’t shake the fact that Karl Rove is following me-it can be creepy. So watch out.” and “Call it savvy marketing, but I find it disingenuous,” she said. “And it’s a bit weird to think his people-not even Rove himself-are following me.” -CNN
This thing will heat up. It will be a battle of the titans. Not so much between Democrats and Republicans but a contest between progressive and ignorant. Between smart and stupid if you will. Pro peace, pro choice, not fooled by creationism or abstinence, unafraid of gay people, tired of organized religion in our face rational humanists, versus desperately afraid war pigs that believe shit like Democrats are responsible for the fucking flu.
Guess who wins.
Drinks for my friends.
It is with mild trepidation that I wade in on the AIG debacle. I’m no economist so I don’t pretend to understand the nuances and compelexities of what is obviously a convoluted and contentious imbroglio.
Honestly, I wouldn’t pretend to grasp the big picture any better.
Still there are things worth pointing out. I think it’s at least salient to acknowledge that the $165 million in bonuses aren’t even equivalent to the drop in ones pants following a protracted post urinal dance after an evening of copious beer consumption. The number itself really is much ado about nearly nothing. Having said that, I’m well aware the symbolism here as an indicator of the morally as well as ethically bereft culture we fight simultaneously along side the fiduciary malfeasance and overt criminality.
AIG sucks. Fucking crooks.
Through the revolving door only to emerge on the other side. I’m not at all comfortable with this idea of an excise tax, whereby the Feds step in and take 91% of the contractually (pre-Obama) negotiated bonuses. It’s a little too punitive for me. It feels knee jerk and it solves not a goddamn thing.
What I’m trying to tell you here is this is a soap opera on a black and white TV while a live championship rodeo is full tilt boogie less than a hundred yards away.
With most of us so broke we can only afford to pay attention, should we spend any more currency on this? It’s two beetles fighting in a jar while the Hindenburg slow motion bellyflops on the tarmac of infamy. Sheezus!
Our Man said “it’s on me”. He implied that it’s done and he’ll do his best to mitigate it but there are far bigger fish to fry so shut up and stay with me here. Fifty some days in and I’m losing you people? To this? $165 million is a fiftieth of what we spend before the first drop of Presidential urine plummets into the cool water of an ornate White House throne on any given morning.
In a perfect world, AIG would have been so ashamed, we’d never hear of any of this. They would have shut these greasy executives down. They’d have said “in a pig’s ass”, or, “here’s a keychain, how’s the wife and kids?”. They would have been asked to leave early in every sense of the word.
Yeah right. These are the 30 to 1 geniuses. If these assholes own calculators they don’t use them.
So anyway, that didn’t happen.
Did the Obama administration drop the ball? I suppose they did. So many people, Republicans in particular, are so loathsomely and disingenuously concerned that our man has his fingers in too many pies. He’s trying too hard. He needs to focus. Most of those very same people are flogging this issue like the carcass is even breathing.
The AIG bonuses are simply not germane to the big picture. Our man understands that. Many of you do not.
Just about everything I see this man do speaks to me of both short and long term thinking. The big picture.
Sixty days. He’s been here sixty days.
Today, Obama talked to Iran, “the promise of a new beginning” that is “grounded in mutual respect.” -CNN
That gesture of profound reason and noble diplomacy was eclipsed by Sarah Palin pissing and moaning that Obama had compared his bowling skills to that of a Special Olympian on The Tonight Show”.
“This was a degrading remark about our world’s most precious and unique people, coming from the most powerful position in the world,” Palin said in a statement released Friday. -CNN
I will leave you with this: What’s the difference between Sarah Palin’s mouth and her vagina? Only one retarded thing has come out of her vagina.
Drinks for my friends.
Just recently Our Man announced another welcome reversal from Dumbya era policies.
Along with closing Gitmo, ending torture, bringing troops home, allowing tax cuts for the wealthy to expire and no more raids on medicinal marijuana, Obama announced a lifting of the ridicilous restrictions on government funded stem cell research.
Hoorah and in your face bitches.
I’m looking at change. I’m looking right at it.
So today, Sunday, this tool who’s been on my radar for some time, Eric Cantor (Republican Whip) had this to say, “Why are we going and distracting ourselves from the economy? This is job No. 1. Let’s focus on what needs to be done,” – CNN
Hey Cantor, how is this a distraction? Why are the economy and potentially life saving scientific techniques or methodologies mutually exclusive? What kind of simpleton are you? One who’s so clueless as to imagine himself to be fighting for a baseless retarded principle? Or, so cynical as to pander impudently to right wing Christian whackjobs by fomenting ignorance and fear?
No secret that Cantor has been one of the most shrill Republican voices pissing on any and all of Obama’s economic proposals and policies.
White House domestic policy adviser Melody Barnes: “Advances with regard to science and technology help advance our overall national goals around economic growth and job creation,” she said, adding, “I think anytime you make an effort to try and separate these pieces of the puzzle, you’re missing the entire picture.” – CNN
Cantor also said: “Frankly, federal funding of embryonic stem-cell research can bring on embryo harvesting, perhaps even human cloning that occurs,” Cantor said. “We don’t want that. That shouldn’t be done. That’s wrong.” – CNN
Fear, ignorance and proof that Cantor either doesn’t know what he’s talking about or at the very least, doesn’t think Americans do.
Government has very little judicature to be palavering over the morals or ethics of scientic research, save maybe for defense and national security. See how I just bitch slapped you with the irony? Did you like it? Call me daddy.
We would do well to remember that history provides plethora example of scientists and philosophers jailed or executed for telling what they knew to be the truth. We are not the center of the universe. We are not the center of the solar system, the sun is. The earth is round. Germs are really small.
I will paraphrase the local NBC affiliate coverage by telling you that opponents of stem cell research fear the destruction of human embryos and that the government will now be responsible for loss of human life.
Here are the motherfucking facts. We’re not even talking about embryos, we’re talking about blastocysts. I microscopic ball of about thirty cells, four or five days fertilized by in vitro fertilization only. In vitro fertilization is about numbers. The more eggs sperm conquer the better the odds. What I’m trying to tell you is that the blastocysts that don’t get used are discarded. Thrown away. The ones we want for research, end up in some strange receptacle with a scary symbol on it.
The entire controversy is over what has been biological waste until tomorrow.
Eric Cantor, fucktard that he is would have you believe that he’s not the one doing the distracting. Methinks he doth protest too much. Me also thinks he’s a jackbooted, lockstep Republican who’s just stupid enough to not see his base eroding.
Why behave in public if you’re living on a playground? – DLR
Two names: Bill Frist and Rick Santorum. Mumbling stumbling fucks, welcome to the clubhouse Mr. Cantor, sodas are free.
Drinks for my friends.
Our man has delivered a budget. That word reads so simple. A budget. It’s more than that. A philosophy. He has huge balls. He’s not here to fuck around. It’s a lot of goddamn money. An unbelievable, unimaginable amount of money. Three and a half trillion at least. History will repeat itself like pi before you and I can realize a number like that.
“In keeping with my commitment to make our government more open and transparent, this budget is an honest accounting of where we are and where we intend to go,” Obama said at the Eisenhower Executive Office Building next to the White House before the budget was officially released. He said previous budgets have “not told the whole truth” about spending and that “large sums have been left off the books,” including war costs that have been funded by separate emergency supplemental appropriations.
“And that kind of dishonest accounting is not how you run your family budgets at home; it’s not how your government should run its budgets either,” Obama said. -truthout.org
It’s spooky ambitous and ideological even. It’s visionary. The symbolism of the Eisenhower Executive Office Building is not lost on me. Long term thinking as opposed to thumb in the dyke stop gap chicanery. He’s made the very bold and cold shower honest move of including the cost of our wars in the official accounting of our government’s spending. The first time since we began to wage this unjust war. It begs the question of why it hasn’t been included so far. Did they think we didn’t know? Did they think we didn’t understand they were spending more money than you and I can make?
That all the while the rich were getting richer and we didn’t know?
“I have serious concerns with this budget, which demands hardworking American families and job creators turn over more of their hard-earned money to the government to pay for unprecedented spending increases,” Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell (R-Ky.) said in a statement. -truthout.org
That is a lie. He is a Senator and he is lying. He sucks. His lament was for the wealthy. He presided over what will be the bulk of your debt for the last eight years. He’s an asshole. Google him, you can tell by looking at him. He was the kid you beat up for trying to tax Jello or maybe sell you gum by the stick.
These asshat Republicans have forced us to double down. They act like they left us a pile of chips. They left a pair of red panties on the green felt. Cotton granny drawers XXL.
Get out of the way while we play bold because it’s the only option you left us. Peniswhipdrinks. Go sit by the pool but you can’t put your drinks on your room.
We intend to use the rollback of tax cuts to the absurdly wealthy as our marker. Spreading the wealth around indeed. 80% of the world’s wealth in the hands of 1% of it’s people. Socialism my ass. Looks entirely equitable and ethical to me. Again, you haven’t left us much choice.
Here lies some proof in the moveable feast of the pudding. We spend ten times more than our closest competitor on guns, bombs, missiles and fighting men & women. America is responsible for forty percent of the entire global outlay of guns, bombs, missiles and humans. It’s ridiculous and obsolete. The single biggest component of that expense is humans. The world has changed. The ideology and geography of huge human armies is obsolete. Wars like this are no longer sustainable. If they prove to be viable at all, we will lose them. Good Morning Vietnam. A lesson we should have learned forty years ago.
“WASHINGTON (AFP) — President Barack Obama Thursday unveiled a 663.7 billion dollar defense budget, up a modest 1.5 percent on 2009, but projected a sharp decline in spending on wars in Iraq and Afghanistan in the coming years.”
Somehow under the new administration, it’s ok to photograph and reproduce images of coffins containing our dead service members. You may call the changes so far symbolic, I call them substantial.
We’re not in Kansas anymore. Kansas is no longer Kansas, despite how bad the people who live there want it to be. The world has changed and continues to do so. Pay attention. Nobody is in Kansas anymore.
We need to be as fierce in battle as we are gentle in friendship. I stole that but I don’t remember where.
Maybe next we’ll talk about education and health care.
Drinks for my friends.
Last night I was full to bursting with ideas, things I wanted to tell you about. Sinister and lucid. Piss and vinegar. Last night my adorable cat Beddy (short for Bedhead – nom de Fish), successfully executed her new hobby of tipping over any liquid bearing vessel into my wireless keyboard. Dead in the water. Pun intended.
Gin may have faired better due to the lesser electrical conductivity of alcohol. Beats me.
Tonight I got nuthin. Tonight, my goddamn Direct TV is out so I can’t count on television to piss me off. Don’t worry, I’ll come up with something, I always do. It will be the inaugural voyage on my new, really cool, post modern Mac keyboard. Excited? Good. Me Too.
I got sock radar. If there’s two clean socks in this place, I will find them in minutes.
Excuse me while I smoke some pot. I like pot. It’s like a push up bra. It makes an already good thing better.
Good. Now, I’m pretty stoked over the bold moves Our Man has made in his first few days. I’m impressed.
New White House press Secretary Robert Gibbs reiterated the Obama administration’s commitment to overturn the Don’t Ask Don’t Tell Policy on the change.gov website. No time table but pretty cool. The positive rhetoric in a number of Obama’s campaign speeches regarding gays and lesbians, particularly in the context of minorities was like a lighthouse to us bleeding heart lefties. No, I’m not gay, but I welcomed it as evidence that our man sees the plight of the gay and transgender communities as a black and white civil rights issue.
Again, pun intended.
He’s so cool.
Broad and profound ethical, even moral implications. Precisely why government should abstain from any involment or policy here. Our military will neither discriminate nor favor any group based on ethnicity or sexual orientation. You hypocritical conservatives who pine for smaller and less involved government must have blown expensive post lunch single malt out of your cake holes over this one.
Obama reversed the “Mexico City Policy” as well. First enacted by Reagan, it prohibits any family planning organization that recieves American money from offering abortion services or abortion counseling. A really dumb Christian ethic to impose on third world countries. We should be bombing Africa with condoms and birth control pills.
Our man called it a “political wedge issue,” and said he had, “no desire to continue this stale and fruitless debate.” -CNN. Another move so disconcerting to the neo religious conservative dickheads, that they called for a man named Bob to to sponge their collective square pants.
Then there was this:
“As of today, lobbyists will be subject to stricter limits than under any other administration in history. If you are a lobbyist entering my administration, you will not be able to work on matters you lobbied on, or in the agencies you lobbied during the previous two years. When you leave government, you will not be able to lobby my administration for as long as I am president.” -Rachel Maddow
Wow. The collective pucker and panic over that one most likely impacted the carbon footprint of the entire beltway. There were some cries over Our Man’s near instant plea to bend the rules for a former Raytheon exec. he wants for Deputy Sec. Def. Campbell Brown got a little indignat and weepy over it but she would do well to realize that if this were Dumbya and friends, we wouldn’t ever have known about it in the first place. We still don’t know who was on Darth Cheney’s energy task force or even what they decided.
Limbaugh and O’Reilly quacked liked ducks and crapped like geese this week.
Bill O’Reilly had this to say:
“Besides his lack of experience, Panetta opposes many of the CIA’s anti-terror measures. He’s against any kind of coerced interrogation, wants the FISA overseas wiretap law repealed, and would completely disband the rendition program whereby the CIA sends captured terror suspects to be held and interrogated in other countries.
Without those tools, which former CIA Chief George Tenet and others say have been very effective in uncovering terror plots, the agency’s ability to disrupt potential attacks would be gravely damaged.” -freerepublic.com
There was more but I need to stop this fucking pinhead right there. George Tenet is a clueless, inept mouthbreather. No better than Mike Brown of Arabian horse fame and the former head of FEMA. You really want to keep your stock in a retard like Tenet instead of giving a smart accomplished guy like Panetta an initial benefit of the doubt? You sir, are an idiot. A buffoon. I suspect your penis barely functions.
Limbaugh pulled that little string and this gusher ensued:
A week after saying he “hope(s) he fails” about Obama, Limbaugh this week said, ”We are being told we have to hope he succeeds, that we have to grab our ankles…because his father was black, because he’s the first black president,we’ve got to accept this.” -MSNBC.com
I’m barely employed so I have very little to lose. I’m thinking I might move to Florida, discover the Human Shitsmear’s most favored eateries and rub my dick on everything he eats.
They are over. Both of them. Read my lips.
In the meantime, looks to me like he’s walking straight at it. His name is Barack Hussein Obama, he’s from Chicago by way of Hawaii and he’s not here to fuck around.
Drinks for my friends.
So there was this piece on CNN tonight about how Michelle Obama has a chance to alter the stereotype of black women as overwieght, loud and ignorant. Guess what footage they used? Eddie Murphy as his fat obnoxious wife, Rasputia, in “Norbit”.
How lame is that?
I share with you that I’ve dated black women and I’m in a relationship with a black woman and how that stereotype isn’t one I even understand, but what I want to know is, how many of you clueless cracker mouth breathers buy this shit?
Did I mention our new First Lady is the epitome of poise and dignity? Crazy smart and in possession of wisdom and composure beyond her years? Our fortune is not merely about the man.
And, she’s hot.
Fuck you CNN.
Spike Lee’s “Do The Right Thing”.
A review. An assessment.
An analysis. Bitch. Oooh.
Mookey, played by Spike Lee, is far from stupid. He chooses the path of least resistance consistently. Willfully ignorant. A pussy. Not a bad guy, but plagued by his own weakness. Lead antagonist in a movie full of them. Angry?
Yep. No legitimate malice. His circumstances are his own.
Sal, Danny Aiello’s character, ultimately plays bitch to his pride instead of his obvious capacity for compassion.
Sal’s internal conflicts shaped as metaphorical characters and played by his two sons. Each is a side of the war inside him. An ugly day in the life. He’s not necessarily a bigot but circumstances keep piling on. Eventually he is presented with a choice and blows it. Instead of doing the right thing, he chooses the wrong thing and chaos blasts through like a tsunami.
Mookey makes a choice at least as pregnant with bad circumstances and events descend into a maelstrom.
What Lee took pains to show us is the difference between doing the right thing and ignoring it. At the onset of the defining conflict, Sal could have merely invited the dipshit antogonist to bring some pictures of black heros for the wall. At the behest of one black customer, but a gesture everyone from the block would have welcomed, regardless of color or ethnicity.
It’s a moment that hangs briefly and then rolls from one unfortunate escalation to another. Hard to watch as Lee does his level best to show us how it can happen and how ridiculous it often is. In the end, the Korean grocer plays by example. He tells the angry mob sincerely that he is black, just like them, and they understand. His life and business are not demolished in front of his eyes.
The scene defines the the movie and the message as much as any other. Sal on his corner for decades and the Koreans across the street for less than two years. Reactions dictate fate. Life goes on. Sal loses.
My hero is Ozzie Davis. “The Mayor”. The Mayor embraces humility just after saving a boy’s life by risking his own. He sees what’s coming and does the best he can. The protagonist is Sal. As innocent as a man can be in a morality play such as this. Same as Mookey, until the end of the film where they both fail spectacularly. The antogonist is the neighborhood, the police and racism from every side.
The antogonist is a malaise.
The catalyst is the heat.
It’s a fascinating film that looks like a play. It is a play. I became a Spike Lee fan today.
My girlfriend who just happens to have her ethnicity enhanced by blackness, you know, African, says this, “Spike played the character Mookey and that’s one letter different than Monkey -Spike Lee is annoyed by the willfully ignorant black man.”
Then she tells me something far more interesting. She tells me Our Man’s chances of achieving what he has would have been substantially reduced were he a descendant of slaves and the product of black mother and white father. She tells me this would have been a result of the way he saw himself and of little consequence in the way we saw him.
How interesting is that? That’s racism. The hidden, ugly, pervasive head thereof. Damn. A special brand of vulgar.
Makes it obvious we’re not even close.
Still, beauty to be had. America has chosen a liberal black man to lead us. We didn’t choose him because he’s black. We chose him because he looks to be our best chance.
Begs the question, what’s next?
So many Americans aren’t ready for this. It’s my guess the midwest has shat itself, if only from confusion. I’m hoping the rednecks have crapped themselves moistureless and moved on to iced coffee and some goddamn sense. You don’t have to order a bagle or a muffin. You can have toast.
Forgive me, but I worry. We need to sail over the torpor and wash it it out of our mouths. Spit out any violence. Everybody. Not just us. All of us. Look at me. All of us.
Conventional wisdom seems to have out shouted cognitive dissonance. Nice.
From your heart try to be respectful at least once or twice. Sometimes it gets heavy. Trust me I have.
Do your best. Walk right out into a brand new day.
Stop being such pussies.
Drinks for my friends.
Cheney and Gonzales indicted by grand jury. Stevens loses in Alaska and Lieberman gets to carry on while we try to move on. Tres Grandes beg for big cash and I can’t believe Our Man is smiling. Sheezus.
I hate that Benedict Fliptop gets off easy. He sucks. If he doesn’t owe, there won’t be an ounce of flesh from anybody else. No truth, no consequences. Harry Reid says nolo contendere. It’s done. Pussies. Flopsweat cowboys in big stupid hats.
“(CNN) — A grand jury in south Texas indicted Vice President Dick Cheney and former Attorney General Alberto Gonzales on separate charges related to alleged prisoner abuse in federal detention centers, Willacy County District Attorney Juan Angel Guerra told CNN Tuesday”
I hear this guy’s a bit of a loose cannon, already voted out of office and described by an underling’s lawyer as a “one man circus.” Whatever. Godlovehim. He got a grand jury to indict Gonzales and the VP. Get his headstone ready and make sure this deed is etched upon it. Let’s start an aluminium can drive to pay for it. Ha! Give that man a can of warm beer and an American flag. Lifetime supply of Slim Jims and special packages from Frito Lay, Hostess and Kraft. Free cable. Nascar tickets.
What we have here is an American.
Meanwhile, having just been dropped by an air & sea rescue helicopter onto the deck of the USS Fuck Me Runnin’, Obama had this to say via ship radio, “Wow, this shit is fucking whack. Where’s the goddamn bridge? We need an assload of helicopters ’cause we aint staying here. Si se puede get us the fuck out of here.”
HillRod for Secretary of State by God!
This man is walking towards the four horses of the apocalypse. He has a water pistol. I trust. He’s as good or better swordsman than anyone else who had a shot. Handy with a sixgun. He’s about to be ambushed by the full weight of the world. A world, in as close to as bad a shape as anytime in written history.
He knows this.
And he’s smiling.
Hands folded in his lap.
Looked Steve Kroft in the eye Sunday night and had a lot to say. Just as cool as could be. A full hour on 60 Minutes. *President Cucumber. Awe inspiring composure. The most intelligent and well executed campaign I’ve ever seen. Best that anyone alive has ever seen. He suffered the slings and arrows and just kept coming.
He just kept coming. Extraordinary and we’re about to find out how.
Will Atlas shrug?
I say, he’s not too sexy for his shirt.
Walk right out into a brand new day.
Drinks for my friends.
“Say baby, do you wanna lay down with me?
Say baby, do you wanna lay down by my side?
Baby, do you wanna lay down with me?
Say baby, do you wanna lay down with me?
Say baby, do you wanna lay down by my side?
Baby, do you wanna lay down with me?
Say baby” -Primus
The day is upon us.
You woke this morning and by days end, the world will be different.
Regardless of the result, history will happen to us all.
I’m just trying to get some pot so I can watch the returns in SENSURROUND.
I can’t help it. I’m all aflutter. Veklempt even.
It goes without saying that if you don’t vote today, I’ll come down your chimney and stab you in the eye with a rusty fork.
If you’re a good Democrat, a responsible progressive or an honest liberal and you somehow manage to avoid the polls today, I will blind you with my fork and turn that fork on your car. Your rootbeer colored Ford. If I have time and enough mud, I’ll crap at your main entrance. I will leave a pile or nothing at all.
If you’re a dipshit conservative mindless Republican, I’ll be by tomorrow with muffins and juice. After all, that’s your day to vote because you’re so goddamn special and elite. Yes, just avoid November Four, the day my rent becomes delinquent. You’re a member of the ruling class. Who would deny someone of your stature a little next day action? No lines. No hassle.
Just sit this one out. Seriously. You’re not needed here. Not this time. We’re fine without you. You’re covered. No one will know. Don’t risk the hair on your knuckles.
My apologies. I had every intention to impart a sober and thoughtful message.
Finnegan begin again.
***CNN has just projected Barack Hussein Obama as the next President of The United States***
Salty water spills down my face and over my shit eating grin.
What we have here is a successful communication. The real deal. A man who’s intentions are good. Strong and confident. Steady. Calm. Intelligent. Resolute.
What we have here is a lanslide. A majority, an aggregate of Americans have spoken with a very clear voice. Resounding. Overwhelming. A mandate. We are saying we’ve had enough. Finally. En Masse. Finally.
I honestly don’t know what to say. Yep, the polls have been going our way, but it was such a long shot for so long. I’ve confessed before that I didn’t think he stood a snowball’s chance in a weapons foundry. Until this year, I had no reason to think I was wrong.
He just kept coming.
Then he impressed us. Over and over.
Instead of a mea culpa over Reverend Wright, we received a most sensitive and scholarly treatise ever afforded a national audience on the subject of race. Delivered by a man half black, in a way that compelled every thinking man to think.
It’s not that I didn’t like him. I just didn’t think he had a chance and I was overly protective of my political sensitivities. I can be fragile you know.
I was afraid America would come to covet a blowtorch after the seas we’ve been forced to sail. A firebrand blowhard capable of nothing but recklessness.
True to form, we flirted with disaster. A cranky old man on the verge of dementia and a woman so ill prepared as to force prominent stalwarts of her own party to flee braying nonsense with fear and confusion in their eyes.
Could the blackhats possibly have fucked this up any worse?
Comedy is not pretty.
Good comedy is always ugly. Always. Always funny as fuck though.
The eve of hope. Not merely hope, but anticipation. We now expect and have the right to anticipate change. A change in the way the world sees us. With luck, a change in the way we see ourselves. Not red or blue. Not clinging to one ideology while in disgust of another. A collective of independent Americans with a common concern for the welfare of us all.
“We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, ensure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”
A triumph over racism, bigotry and ignorance. Arms wide open. Instead of a step, how about a running jump? Perhaps a little too awesome?
We need to make it an aspect of our culture that he who would harbor unfounded bias be ashamed and shunned. This, so the rest of us can get on with it.
America will never be one. Not one thing. Not one idea. Not one people.
Having said that, it’s not so exclusive for us to move in concert. Tonight is proof. There is a considerable chasm between nationalism and patriotism. We have moved together to refute the bullshit visited upon us for the last eight years. The American people are done with this shit. THIS SHIT. Is over.
The numbers are formididable. Decisive. Impressive.
It is time for patriotism. It is one thing to vote for the man. It’s entirely another to stand behind him. Time to get on your feet people. The worst is yet to come and resting on your knees won’t do.
There will be a Democratic House and a Democratic Senate. There will be a Democratic President. The window to turn things around opened today. It could close in a mere two years if we’re not careful. Understand, this victory only guarantees a seat at the table. We will be allowed to play. We will have some juice. That is all.
We must play well and with purpose. Change will commence once we’ve held our own for a few seasons.
I’m rambling. What I’m trying to tell you is that nothing ends today. Everything starts. Now is the best time to be not an individual, but an American. It begins today.
“Ill walk right out into a brand new day
Insane and rising in my own weird way
I dont want to be the bad guy
I dont want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just want to feel some sunshine
I just want to find some place to be alone” -Everclear
What has happened here is the best man won.
Yes, he’s black.
He didn’t win because he’s black.
He won despite being black.
He kept the color of his skin from being an isssue by making it about the content of his character.
Here’s the deal. He’s so fucking cool.
Drinks for my friends.
Tired of this shit.
Joe the fucking plumber.
That they foist such a clueless asshole on us thinking he will somehow convince the great unwashed, by virtue of being an ignorant member thereof, is maybe more of an insult to them and us than the selection of Moosewoman for VP.
Joe The Plumber.
Seriously, in the past few days, this dipshit has hired a publicist, begun to negotiate both a book and a country record deal and announced he’s considering a run for Congress. That this man, who’s name is not Joe, no plans to buy a business he claims falsely is worth a quarter million annually and he’s not even a goddamn plumber, could somehow matter to the electorate disgusts me.
He’s an idiot. I would love to debate this guy.
My father would tell you this guy doesn’t know his ass from a hole in the ground.
The Republicans have a sweaty fist full of candy and that’s it.
Kids in a candy store without adult supervision.
Today, the would be Clown Princess, took a pathetic swing at Our Man with the revelation that Obama is allied with some guy named Rashid Khalidi.
Fuck off. They just don’t get this.
Khalidi said Wednesday, “I am not speaking to the media at this time, and certainly not until this idiot wind passes.” -CNN
Asked why the McCain campaign was bringing the matter up six months after the article appeared, an aide replied, “Because we are one week away from potentially electing Barack Obama.” -CNN
Such obfuscation is certainly not in the spirit of change.
“I don’t know what’s next. By the end of the week, he’ll be accusing me of being a secret communist because I shared my toys in kindergarten. I shared my peanut butter and jelly sandwich,” Obama said. -CNN
It’s bullshit. I cover my eyes and hope to find the time and place for a nap. Or a bowl of pasta. Raisin Bran Total. Grits with lotsa butter and pepper.
This brings us to Our Man’s “infomercial”. Audacious? Maybe, maybe not. Let me just observe though, that it was golden. Not about him so much as the message was about us. For the umpteenth time I was reminded of the power and subtlety in this man’s possession . Adroit intelligence, a nimble mind and an obvious compassion that extends to all of us. Not just Americans. It was actually pretty cool.
McFuckstain shows up on Larry King still pissing and moaning about how much money Obama has, where he got it and that he wouldn’t participate in Doubtfire’s favored architecture of town hall meetings. Dude, he kicked your pasty ass is in fundraising. Get over it. See, the Republicans hate this because they’re more than used to being the party with overwhelming amounts of money. They haven’t lost the battle for filthy lucre in decades and that is the impetus for their pathetic.
Goddamn they’re sore losers.
You suck! Shut the fuck up!
It is the calmness, the composure and the confidence exuded by Our Man, his surrogates and even his wife that I find so impressive. This guy is smart and he knows it. He owns that he’s twice as smart as the opposition and he doesn’t gloat. He just keeps coming.
They lie, distort and twist. He smiles, tells the truth and takes another step forward. He doesn’t blink. He’s fearless. He knows exactly what he’s doing. They throw a bowl of spaghetti at the wall as an experiment to see what sticks. A small amount of noodles and sauce ends up on his suit. He brushes it off, wipes his hands with a napkin and keeps coming.
He casually sips lemonade from an icy glass, wipes his lips with the back of his hand and takes a seat behind the desk in an office called Oval.
Drinks for my friends.
The DOW down seven hundred thirty points today. Uh huh.
CNN says Doubtfire won the first half hour. I have a bridge for sale. When the gate opened, he stuttered and the ball fell to the floor. He drooled a little and recovered, but c’mon.
Cool calm and composed was Our Man. Nice. Substance long. We did fine.
Doubtfire actually looked at Our Man this time and engaged him. Best he’s done so far. Still, far less specifics and far more boiler plate bullshit stump rhetoric spewed by McCain than Obama. The “he’ll raise you taxes and I won’t” crap.
Frustrating in light of Obama pointing out over and over that his plan calls for cuts for nintey five percent of us. It’s like Doubtfire has pockets full of dead horses. Turns out he does. Poor bastard.
Forgive me the anger of what you are about to receive.
McCain takes upon himself to label Our Man’s tax policies “class warfare”. Were he to say that sitting next to me at a table I’d have swung for his mouth hard. The most massive redistribution of wealth in history has taken place under this administration and guess where the fucking money went? Check your goddamn pockets. After knocking him from his chair I’d be yelling and probably kicking. I’d be screaming words like AIG, Keating, Haliburton and Exxon/Mobile. This particular kind of egregious double contrary speak makes we want to go fucking nuclear. Fuck you McFuckstain, that’s a lie.
McCain’s hatchet and scalpel analogy was damn good. Props. That would be excellent.
Ayers and Acorn flatlined and Joe The Plumber was far from a game changer.
Either his legs or his lungs failed him. It’s fair to say that he stumbled upon his own energy crisis. He has neither the wit nor the wherewithal to keep pace with this Man of Ours.
The Ohio undecided focus group (UM’s*), hosted by CNN said it was that one, over the other one, by fifteen to ten. Yup. The first CNN polls are pretty wide and I’m done with all punditry at 8:23 pm.
It was the most interesting and entertaining of all the Presidential debates. McCain swinging harder than ever but never finding much more than air. He just couldn’t connect. Obama was smooth, extraordinarily skilled and athletic. Doubtfire acknowledged it a couple times by remarking on his eloquence. He did so with a sneer and it cost him. John McCain is an arrogant prick and people see it.
Today CNN’s electoral map shows Obama all but locked down for 277 electoral votes? 270 is the majority. Ahem.
David Gergen said in answering the question what does Mcain do now, answered, “Beat’s the hell out of me”. Big laughs. The Bootlicker threw the best he had and it wasn’t good enough. He went on to advise that Doubtfire should begin working to stop the Republican loss of blood in the House and the Senate, get positive on the economy and lose the Bill Ayers obfuscation tactic.
I’ll let you in on a little secret. Small, because most of you know or at least suspect. A lot of things being promised by either man, hoped for and aspired to, are not realistic. Probably not possible. Very unlikely. My focus is and has always been, on the intelligence and capability of the individual who would lead us out of this magnificent clusterfuck.
I am more secure than ever, that I and most Americans will ultimately do right by ourselves when it comes to these two men. Given the state of our Republic and of the rest of the world, I feel about as good as I possibly can about what is likely to happen next. I am pleased.
“Um’s” (unaccompanied minors)*, you know, independents and undecideds, will break for Obama. Not by a wide margin, but it will be more than enough to carry the day. Yes, that was an official brainspank prediction. We will know by midnight our time.
Here’s a keen and salient observation on my part. Their heads. They are opposite in shape. Doubtfire’s is bottom heavy. Fatty jowls vs. a rather sizable upper cranium. I’m just saying.
Seriously, who’s your Daddy?
Drinks for my friends.
*new nick name or nomenclature
How ironic and sublimely irresistible is it that McCain has been forced to meliorate this beast of hateful bigotry of his own devise? Yesterday he was forced to disabuse a confused elderly woman of the notion that Our Man was an Arab. Later in the day, he found himself in the position of admitting to a rabid supporter that an Obama Presidency was nothing to be afraid of and that Obama was a “decent family man”.
So ugly and ignorant have his supporters become, they engage with vitriol and flirt with violence. Rampant ignorance and unfounded superstitious dread. A perilous lack of enlightenment.
The vulgarity of racism and slander fomented by the McFuckstain/Moosewoman campaign has with sweet justice, circled round to exact a pound of flesh from the asses of its propagators. Beyond deserved as well as another nail in their cheap box of pine.
The Republican fear machine is collapsing upon itself. They cannot afford to spend time wiping themselves while the damage they’ve wrought morphs into a catalyst for their demise. They’ve been stepping on their dicks since McCain announced Palin. America begins to understand the monster is they and not the behemoth invented by them.
It’s the end of their world as we know it and I feel fine. Fucked from hell to breakfast. I cannot stop smiling.
Then: “Palin violated state ethics law by trying to get her former brother-in-law fired from the state police, a state investigator’s report for the bipartisan Legislative Council concluded Friday.
“Gov. Palin knowingly permitted a situation to continue where impermissible pressure was placed on several subordinates in order to advance a personal agenda,” the report states.” -CNN
Nail number what, in their flimsy box of pine? My girlfriend and I couldn’t help but overhear a party of people led by an aging actress today at lunch. Familiar to me but I’m not sure from where, she announced to her friends that Palin was no mere Dan Quayle, she pointed out Palin wasn’t just stupid, but evil and dangerous. I couldn’t help but give them a thumb up when they caught me listening.
On the way out they approached our table and an older gentleman offered that the whole mess makes him cry. He used words like tragedy and awful. He said he wasn’t so concerned for himself as he didn’t imagine he had much time left but he worried about us “young people”.
Their passion and sincerity touched my heart profound. They moved us. They wore fear on their faces. A sweet and sobering moment. I told them I thought we’d all be fine, I’m confident the bad guys will lose this time I told them.
This whole thing is a nightmare. The two of us talked about how nice it would be to simply wake up when it’s over. Inauguration day 09.
Poached salmon and field greens with red onion, tomatos, capers, candied lemon slices and a dill dressing. Crab ravioli in a tomato creme sauce, paired with a Honig sauvignon blanc.
Tonight she asked me sarcastically, while watching some feel good movie on cable, why the greedy businessman can’t win once in a while.
I said baby, that only happens in real life.
Later I shat gravy for an hour.
Drinks for my friends.
“George Bush fucked up so bad he made it hard for a white man to run for President” -Chris Rock
McCain’s tie sucked but his knot was way better than Our Man’s. Our Man’s tie was far superior. We now know he has a better informed sense of the sartorial.
At approximately forty minutes in, Our Man is cleaning geriatric clock. Doubtfire lands a few haymakers but this thing is pivoting on body shots.
Not a bad game. Good fight. Sugar Ray Leonard vs. Roberto Duran circa 1980 in New Orleans. Doubtfire stops short of “No Mas”. Our Man is a boxer, an athletic technician. Stiff jabs and quick blows to the torso. The pasty little bastard is nothing if not a brawler. Smart to box this first round, as silly as it sounds, Obama realizes he’s still introducing himself this night to a shitload of white people.
I bet he punches a little harder come round two. I read somewhere today that boxing terminology is the accepted brand for political commentary. So be it.
In business, in life, in friendship, the most important question is what have you done for me lately (?). Doubtfire dwells in the past. He ducks, bobs and weaves with enough skill to avoid looking like an advanced alzheimers victim. Too much of it was not inspired or even novel. Instead it was boiler plate, stump speech bullshit. There was the “Miss Congeniality” thing for example. Evidence of an inability to think on his feet. Sad.
To his credit, he swung what he had. Hard.
So he can dance. With the exception of a few flurries and some jabs that looked good but didn’t sting, McCain performed like a man with old lungs, old legs and an aged intellect.
Our Man floats above the discourse. He dips down by necessity, and as he does so, he’s elegant, eloquent and Presidential. His cool charisma is in in stark contrast and a welcome respite from Doubtfire’s snide, and patronizing vitriol. There’s not much worse than a man attempting to engage in patronage when he has no reason or right to even try.
There are moments where I honestly anticipated his nearly translucent head exploding off his body in violent lift off like a Saturn Five rocket coming off the pad.
Here’s what’s interesting. I endeavor to abstain from bias or ideology. Simultaneously, I understand I can’t hope to honestly embrace the idea entirely. I do my best. Despite my efforts, McCain looked a fool to me. He was empty, clumsy and consistently off point. I was a little embarrassed for him.
I could plow the field for issues, dig up the substance, but if you’re a regular reader, you already know where I stand and who I agree with. Suffice it to say, Our Man was specific and clear and I agreed with most of it.
What will they say about this debate? I’m sure it will be crap. Irresponsible, despite low expectations for McCain. They will render it stupider than it was because of their own inherent chasm of misunderstanding. An inability to recognize or even look for the right things.
Somebody help with the idea that contests so important don’t have to end up as a carnival competition. This is serious business. The wrong guy could doom humans as a species. I guess people don’t understand that. If McCain is elected, there’s a far better than fifty percent chance that Sarah Palin will end up as President.
There’s a one hundred percent chance the world will be right about just how stupid we are.
Given her recent performances, limited though they be, this simply cannot come to pass. Think about it. Hard. See what I’m saying?
Let me be clear here. I want you all to understand exactly what I mean. No innuendo. No metaphor.
It’s unlikely either candidate changed any already decided minds in this venue, but McCain was obvious as the man he is. Rigid, ill-tempered, the polar opposite of affable and perpetually on the verge of a tantrum. He was unable to even look at Obama. Our Man was in complete control. Restrained even. Presidential. I was proud.
Jim Lehrer from PBS, did a bang up job, even exhorting the two to look at each other and answer. Doubtfire never did and Obama did effortlessly.
I was sad and disgusted to see Doubtfire close with the P.O.W. shuffle. Pathetic.
You see he hired his nurse to be his Vice President too -Chris Rock
Round one, Obama.
Drinks for my friends.
If he were white, this would be over.
All that talent, all that charisma and all that intelligence. If he were white, McCain would be bucking for a cabinet post at best. “JFK” would escape the lips of Americans without hesitation. If, he were a white Christian male, just as attractive with just as much presence, saying exactly the same things and landing precisely where he does on every single issue, next. If he were white. We’d be all but finished here.
Race in your face bitches. No shit.
This sucks. They are lying to you so hard, with such desperation. If you buy it, we are laughing at you. Like hyenas, we stare and point and you wonder if the monkey is you or them. If that happens, understand you might be a redneck. Or gullible enough to be flirting with retardation. By the way, the monkey is you and them.
See, they just floated an ad that alleges Our Man prioritizes sex education in the first grade over children learning to read. That’s regoddamndiculous. It’s a bill that promotes educating young children about sexual predators. How’s that for a dirty political fucking lie? Makes Willie Horton and Kerry’s war record look Fisher Price. I dare anyone to explain this one to me.
Shameless, with a simultaneous assload of vanity. I really hate these guys.
Our Man shows up on Letterman and he’s brilliant. Detail, like Bill. A firm grip on the world and forgive me but he’s a regular dude. Likable, smart and funny. Then I see him on CNN, bright and lucid. Comfortable plumbing the depths of policy. Specific, learned and at ease.
McCain was charming. Made me laugh and threw some meat out there. He did well. We liberals are supposed to stop saying positive things about neocons. I call ‘em like I see ‘em. He’s still a coward, masquerading as a maverick, pretending to be an independent thinker. The truth is, he long ago lost sight of why he’s here and is now only capable of picturing the brass ring. The prize. He’s empty. He likes shiny things.
I should focus on this for a minute. Doubtfire has a friendliness deficit and Palin has the charm of a middle aged junior varsity cheerleader. Talk to her at a kegger and get back to me.
I want to tell you something. I’m just gonna say it. I relate to this guy because I’m not dumb, He’s smart and I’m not dumb. He’s smarter than me and I like that. I think you should too. No matter how stupid you are, you should at least be able to tell that this guy is way brighter than you or McCain and that should be reason enough for you to vote for him.
Haven’t we just suffered for over seven years because of our President’s stupidity?
What’s her name did her very first interview tonight as a potential VP. Charlie Gibson ABC, asked her in a glasses on the nose Ben Franklin way, if she experienced any hesitation when McCain asked her to be his running mate. She didn’t blink. She said she told Doubtfire if he thought she could help the ticket and the party, then absolutely.
She said this, as opposed to asking, even of herself, if she could function as President of the United States. It appears as though it never entered her cheerleader brain.
And for what it’s worth, she had no idea what the Bush Doctrine is.
Her calves were hot though.
Drinks for my friends.
Know what? This shit is making me crazy. The mainstream media has just devoted an entire day to whether Our Man was sexist when he utilized an expression that I’ve even heard from my own Father’s mouth. My Father wasn’t talking about women, he was talking about Republicans.
They want you to believe they’ve never heard the expression before?
McCain has used it and so has Clinton.
I don’t care what he meant when he said it. It was either innocent or excellent swordsmanship. If he meant it, he wasn’t being sexist, he was calling her a dipshit.
Fifteen Minutes is all she has. Perhaps more of an empty suit than Dumbya. Been nowhere done nothing, disingenuous hockey mom from Wasilla Alaska. Had to look up the spelling.
This is fucking ridiculous. It won’t last, but please.
When Doubtfire first announced her, I was confused. Dumbfounded. I gathered my thoughts and faculties and arrived at the judgement that it was the most cynical and profoundly ridiculous move in contemporary politics I’d ever seen.
I was right. It is. I admit I’m mouth breathing over the interest, sensation and spectacle surrounding the entire debacle, but I’m here to tell you, it won’t last. She brings nothing. She has nothing. It may look like a brilliant move this week, within two weeks, it will be over save for the shouting.
I’m hoping sooner.
Our Man played his bishop on the chessboard with Biden. McCain took a pawn out of his pocket, painted with sparkly nail polish and placed it on the board with a reluctant palsy. He realized it was plastic and it’s weight confused his geriatric hand. He briefly forgot what he was doing when he noticed the rest of the pieces were made of marble. He took a drink of his diet soda and struggled to remember.
Despite it all, the great unwashed did a standing O and then executed a near flawless wave. Tens of them.
As I write this, a private jet lands on some tarmac in Alaska accompanied by the theme music from Top Gun. Top Gun? Sheezus. Seriously, it’s live on CNN.
By the way, She’ll be relying on a teleprompter to address her home crowd. So far, they’re not willing to let her work without a full body condom. What does that tell you?
Empty boilerplate rhetoric, POW regurgitation and talk of a tough “maverick” delivered in a breathless rush from a cheerleader running for student body vice president with the crutch of a teleprompter. Fuck me.
A heartbeat from the Presidency. You have got to be fucking kidding me. Seriously America, work with me here. It’s about the top of the ticket until the top of one of the tickets could die at any moment and his chosen successor sucks donkey dick.
Did I say that or think it?
Drinks for my friends.