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The New Bond
[WARNING: Spoilers from the new Bond flick linger herein.]
Like any good Brit, Bond fandom is in Mr. Shakes’ blood; he’s read the books and seen all the films—and like any good Scot, he regards Sean Connery as the Best Bond in the History of the Universe. I’d never seen a Bond film until I met Mr. Shakes, and when we went to see Casino Royale this weekend, it was the first time I’d ever seen one on the big screen. And, quite honestly, I went along because Mr. Shakes loves the films, not because I had any particular yen to see it myself. It’s not because I don’t like the genre; I could watch the Bourne movies a thousand times and never tire of them. It’s just that the Bond franchise didn’t quite jive with my, um, aesthetic.
Part of it, naturally, was being a crabby old stick in the mud who had no joy for one of the most celebrated Western male icons using scantily clad women like disposable toys, but that wasn’t the only reason I was never especially enamored with Bond, James Bond. By late in the series, circa Brosnan, the unveiling of super-gadgets and elaborate hi-tech Houdinism was so hackneyed it was turning Bond into a satire of his former self. This is James Bond. This is James Bond on digital steroids. All pretense of captivating plot (and, largely, good acting) were left by the wayside in favor of the thinnest of connective tissues holding together one explosion, one daring and death-defying getaway, and the next. If you’re going to relegate a recognizable and lit-based character to the action equivalent of a porno, you ought to at least have the best special effects in the biz—and they didn’t.
So I was glad that reviews of Casino Royale were announcing a New Bond, back to the Old Bond, or a Bond reimagined, depending on one’s perspective and familiarity with the books, but in any case celebrating a relief from Bond’s distracting dependence on his ubiquitous gadgetry. But few of them saw fit to mention that what was arguably the most misogynist mainstream film franchise in history had exiled its sexism, too.
When we watched Dr. No again recently, between Bond referring to Moneypenny as “government property” and reacting to the perpetually half-naked Honey Ryder’s claim that she did in her rapist with a black widow spider by telling her, “Well, it wouldn't do to make a habit of it”—this, from a character who regularly kills men for less—I was reminded how big a role sexism played in the series right from its start. Over the years the Bond girls—Honey Ryder, Pussy Galore, Kissy Suzuki, Plenty O’Toole, Holly Goodhead, Penelope Smallbone, Xenia Onatopp, ho ho ho—moved from being nearly exclusively damsels in distress or wicked sexpots to occasionally being closer to his equal and even sometimes assisting him (and the “Bond girl groups” that served as background eye candy were mostly cast aside after The Living Daylights while Dame Judy Dench became M). But there were never many of them who escaped the fate of being one of Bond’s fuck trophies.
In Dr. No, there is the requisite bombshell for whom Bond has no use but the extraction of information. Once that mission has been accomplished, he first takes her to bed before he calls the cops to come haul her away. No need to pass up a good piece of tail. In Casino Royale, Bond uses the babe for intelligence-gathering, but not to get his rocks off. He makes her his source, but not his whore.
Of those reviewers making mention of Bond’s newfound respect for women, they mostly cite his expression of those three little words: “I love you.” But any dipshit can say “I love you”—respecting women has never been a prerequisite for that; hell, there are plenty of women and men saying it to other men who have said it without having any respect for the person to whom they were saying it, too. What they’re missing is the subtle commentary in scenes like the one in which Bond delivers to Vesper a sexy dress she’s meant to wear to distract his opposition in a card game, only to find she has delivered to him a tailored jacket he’s meant to wear to fit in at the table. And after making her point that she doesn’t cede the upper hand to anyone, Vesper promptly turns Bond’s request to use her feminine wiles on its head—by walking into the room wearing that dress directly in front of him, instead of his competitors. He admonishes her that she was supposed to distract the other fellows, not him. “Was I?” she asks coyly, making those words for all the world sound like the coolest “Fuck you” ever uttered.
By the time Bond tells her he loves her, we actually believe it, because he’s finally been given a woman who’s worth loving. And so have we.
What’s particularly worth noting about the new Bond is that he’s still smoking hot, cool under pressure, hard as nails, the smartest, wittiest guy in the room. In losing his toys—of both the electronic and flesh-based sort—he hasn’t lost any of the things that really make him Bond. Imagine that.
The host with the most. Or the least!
I changed my blog's web host a few days ago and am well pleased - not just with the new host, but also for having kicked the old guys to the curb. I just wrote about it and so got it out of my system, but I wanted to ask you folks (most of whom have blogs of your own) about your own situations. Who's your hosting overlord? Are you happy with them, or not so much? Any horror stories to report from previous hosts? (Those are always fun.)
Newsflash: Glimmer of Human Intelligence Sighted
Wow, good taste may still exist.
O.J. Simpson Book, TV Special Canceled
NEW YORK - After a firestorm of criticism, News. Corp. said Monday that it has canceled the O.J. Simpson book and television special "If I Did It."Wow, Rupert Murdoch eats crow. Chisel this date in stone.
"I and senior management agree with the American public that this was an ill-considered project," said Rupert Murdoch, News Corp. chairman. "We are sorry for any pain that his has caused the families of Ron Goldman and Nicole Brown Simpson."
A dozen Fox affiliates had already said they would not air the two-part sweeps month special, planned for next week before the Nov. 30 publication of the book by ReganBooks. The publishing house is a HarperCollins imprint owned — like the Fox network — by News Corp.
[...]Judith Regan, publisher of "If I Did It," said she considered the book to be Simpson's confession.
The television special was to air on two of the final three nights of the November sweeps, when ratings are watched closely to set local advertising rates. It has been a particularly tough fall for Fox, which has seen none of its new shows catch on and is waiting for the January bows of "American Idol" and "24."
The downside of all of this is that Judith Regan can't donate the proceeds of this "book" to organizations that serve abused women.
It wouldn't kill her to send a little donation their way anyway, just to cleanse her karma from agreeing to publish this slime in the first place. FOX might want to try it, too. Good for the soul, and all that.
(Tip 'o the Energy Dome to Deeky.)
(People...who need cross-posts...)
Urrgghh
So this dude’s membership to a gym was cancelled because he violated a rule against grunting while working out and now he’s considering suing the gym because “he has endured ridicule from colleagues who call him and make grunting noises, and he fears that inmates will lose respect for him” (he’s a corrections officer). While that article itself is interesting enough in the amount of time it dedicates to a discussion of whether the rule against grunting is stupid, as opposed to whether the guy’s lawsuit has any merit, Erik at Alterdestiny posts some comments about the case found at mensactivism.org that are even more interesting:
"WELL THERE WE HAVE IT -- MALE BEHAVIOR MUST BE RIDICULED AND OUTLAWED -- SO THAT WOMEN AREN'T FEELING INTIMIDATED. WHY NOT JUST CASTRATE THE LOT OF US AND GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY..."Charming.
"There should put a 'no fairies' sign in the gym, to keep out people who are easily intimidated."
"Men need to sue the gym for discrimination, not boycott."
"Must be run by lesbians! What's next? I know, men grunting while making love will be considered abusive!"
Now, mind you, the nationwide chain, according to the Times article, “expels roughly two members a month for various reasons, most commonly grunting and dropping weights.” Reading that, anyone with a brain might not presume that it’s only men who are expelled for that reason, nor that the chain has no male managers who have expelled members for that reason. But the Brainless Brigade only sees as far as a female manager and a male patron, and off they go. Women may as well just castrate all men and “get it over with already.” Yeesh.
As for grunting being “male behavior,” has this guy ever heard of Monica Seles? And I don’t believe I’ve ever watched a Seles tennis match with anyone, of either sex, who hasn’t commented (fairly or not) how annoying her grunting is, so if a gym has instituted a rule against grunting, I sincerely doubt it’s only the women and “fairies” who appreciate it.
Reject the Kool-Aid!
And join the Kewl Kidz:
A Montana state senator has officially changed his party affiliation from Republican to Democrat, breaking a tie to give his new party a 26-24 advantage.Good stuff. Via Shayera.
State Sen. Sam Kitzenberg filed the paperwork at the secretary of state's office on Friday.
…Kitzenberg dismissed Republican critics who suggested the change was "political payoff" for a state Revenue Department job he got from the administration of Democratic Gov. Brian Schweitzer.
"The job I have now had nothing to do with this decision," Kitzenberg said. "I sat down and tried to figure out what was really important to me. It just came down to me realizing who my real friends were and where my heart was."
An Open Letter
Dear Judith Regan:
Like Rox, I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt and believe your explanation of why you would publish OJ’s new book. Please consider putting your money where your mouth is and donate ALL NET PROCEEDS from the sale of the book to organizations that help women escape from living in abusive relationships.
Best regards,
Shakespeare’s Sister
[If you agree, please send an email in support of this idea to Regan in care of the NY Post.]
Credit: Amanda and Rox.
Must Read
"Houston police used horses to break a peaceful demonstration by janitors protesting over low wages and a lack of health insurance."—Go see Cernig and MyDD for more.
This disproportionate use of governmental force to bust up a peaceful demonstration by workers is bloody outrageous. Coming on the heels of the UCLA student being tased by police, seeing "Houston Police Department mounted police [charge] violently into the intersection to break up the demonstration" is even more disturbing. At least one demonstrator, and member of SEIU Local 32BJ, Hazel Ingram, an 83 year-old janitor from New York City, was taken to the hospital for an injury. There was no attempt to make arrests peacefully.
When the protestors were taken to jail, it got even worse. A diabetic's medical needs were ignored. The female protestors were called "whores" by a guard. A protestor with a broken wrist was kicked.
I would say "Welcome to America 2.0," except we've been here before. These are battles we've already fought—and now workers' rights are being taken away again.
Another Celebrity Goes Off on a Racist Diatribe
Care of Seinfeld’s Michael “Kramer” Richards:
It appears two guys, both African-American, were in the cheap seats playfully heckling Richards when suddenly, the comedian lost it.There’s (crappy) video of the incident at the link.
The camera started rolling just as Richards began his attack, screaming at one of the men, "Fifty years ago we'd have you upside down with a f***ing fork up your ass."
Richards continued, "You can talk, you can talk, you're brave now motherf**ker. Throw his ass out. He's a nigger! He's a nigger! He's a nigger! A nigger, look, there's a nigger!"
The crowd is visibly and audibly confused and upset. Richards responds by saying, "They're going to arrest me for calling a black man a nigger."
What a fucking asshole. Nice job being an offensive, hateful schmuck—and thanks a shitload for ruining one of my favorite shows. I’ll never be able to watch an episode of Seinfeld again without thinking about that loathsome tirade—and I certainly won’t be completing my collection of the series on the DVD, lest another penny of my money end up in his pocket.
Meanwhile, according to this CNN report, he was back onstage at the same club the next night. I guess it’s not owned by people who would have been upside down with forks in their asses fifty years ago, or have any sense of decency today.
Second Verse, Same as the First
They Just. Can't. Fucking. Learn.
CIA Analysis Finds Iran Not Developing Nuclear Weapons
Washington - A classified draft CIA assessment has found no firm evidence of a secret drive by Iran to develop nuclear weapons, as alleged by the White House, a top US investigative reporter has said.Bolds mine.
Seymour Hersh, writing in an article for the November 27 issue of the magazine The New Yorker released in advance, reported on whether the administration of Republican President George W. Bush was more, or less, inclined to attack Iran after Democrats won control of Congress last week.
A month before the November 7 legislative elections, Hersh wrote, Vice President Dick Cheney attended a national-security discussion that touched on the impact of Democratic victory in both chambers on Iran policy.
"If the Democrats won on November 7th, the vice president said, that victory would not stop the administration from pursuing a military option with Iran," Hersh wrote, citing a source familiar with the discussion.
Cheney said the White House would circumvent any legislative restrictions "and thus stop Congress from getting in its way," he said.
The Democratic victory unleashed a surge of calls for the Bush administration to begin direct talks with Iran.
But the administration's planning of a military option was made "far more complicated" in recent months by a highly classified draft assessment by the Central Intelligence Agency "challenging the White House's assumptions about how close Iran might be to building a nuclear bomb," he wrote.
"The CIA found no conclusive evidence, as yet, of a secret Iranian nuclear-weapons program running parallel to the civilian operations that Iran has declared to the International Atomic Energy Agency," Hersh wrote, adding the CIA had declined to comment on that story.
A current senior intelligence official confirmed the existence of the CIA analysis and said the White House had been hostile to it, he wrote.
Cheney and his aides had discounted the assessment, the official said.
"They're not looking for a smoking gun," the official was quoted as saying, referring to specific intelligence about Iranian nuclear planning.
"They're looking for the degree of comfort level they think they need to accomplish the mission."
So much for "bipartisanship," huh? The Bush Administration continues to do whatever the fuck it wants, regardless of what anyone else says. Ignoring the wishes of the voters, ignoring their elected members of congress, ignoring the vast majority of Americans that are now against the Iraq war... they'll do as they please, and screw the consequences.
Can we all please just get on the same page and agree that Dick Cheney is a sociopath? I know this has been shown before on dozens of blogs, but let's just look at the DSM-IV definition:
The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, a manual widely used within the United States for diagnosing mental and behavioral disorders, defines antisocial personality disorder as a pervasive pattern of disregard for and violation of the rights of others occurring since age 15, as indicated by three (or more) of the following:Batting a thousand, if you ask me.
1. failure to conform to social norms with respect to lawful behaviors as indicated by repeatedly performing acts that are grounds for arrest
2. deceitfulness, as indicated by repeated lying, use of aliases, or conning others for personal profit or pleasure
3. impulsivity or failure to plan ahead
4. irritability and aggressiveness, as indicated by repeated physical fights or assaults
5. reckless disregard for safety of self or others
6. consistent irresponsibility, as indicated by repeated failure to sustain steady work or honor financial obligations
7. lack of remorse, as indicated by being indifferent to or rationalizing having hurt, mistreated, or stolen from another
Cherry pick the evidence you like, and send thousands off to die. I wouldn't let this man cook my breakfast, and he's playing tiddlywinks with the lives of millions of innocents all over the globe.
I don't know if this is about Halliburton or profits anymore. It looks like we've gone beyond the simple pursuit of money and power; this is just insanity.
(Yes, we have no cross-posts... we have no cross-posts today...)
McCain the Anti-Choicer
STEPHANOPOULOS: You're for a constitutional amendment banning abortion, with some exceptions for life and rape and incest.Crooks and Liars has the video and the transcript.
MCCAIN: Rape, incest and the life of the mother. Yes.
I’d just like to point out how fundamentally shitastic this position is. If someone asserts that abortion is morally wrong because it is murder, there’s no logistical gymnastics they can do to justify exceptions for pregnancies resulting from rape or incest. At least no justification that would make a woman unwillingly pregnant by a rapist or family member free to “murder” the fetus, but not free to murder that child any time during its life. If you believe that killing a fetus is murder, but it’s okay in cases of rape, then surely a woman who changes her mind five years in should have the right to murder her child if it’s the product of rape. And surely, it makes just as much sense to let her murder the guilty person who caused the pregnancy, if it’s okay to let her murder the innocent “baby.”
Of course, no one’s arguing that women should have a right to kill their rapists, nor 5-year-old children who were born as the result of a rape, so how, if someone genuinely believes that abortion is murder, can they reasonably argue that abortion exceptions for rape or incest are okay? They can’t—not without acknowledging that a fetus is not the same thing as a living human being.
The truth is, all they’re arguing is that if a woman doesn’t want sex, but it’s forced on her, then any unwanted resulting pregnancy can be disposed of, but if she does want sex, then any unwanted resulting pregnancy, even if she took precautions against it, is her burden to bear. Women who have the temerity to be sexual creatures are to be punished for their sins.
And let’s consider for a moment what this says to men. If you’re a man who has consensual sex with a woman, and, as partners, you take every precaution against conception, yet a pregnancy nonetheless results, and abortion is no longer an option, you’re fucked. But if you rape a woman, and impregnate her, she can terminate the pregnancy. Is anyone happy with the message that rape affords men a likelihood of avoiding unplanned fatherhood that consensual sex does not? Men who have the temerity to be loving creatures are punished for their sins.
Talk about playing into the ugliest sex stereotypes imaginable.
Anyway, McCain only feels comfortable supporting that ridiculous constitutional amendment because he knows it has no chance of passing. What he really likes is the idea of federalizing abortion—overturning Roe and sending abortion back to the States:
MCCAIN: I don’t think a constitutional amendment is probably going to take place, but I do believe that it’s very likely or possible that the Supreme Court should — could overturn Roe v. Wade, which would then return these decisions to the states, which I support.And for a thorough fisking of that particular bit of nonsense, head on over to LeMew, who reminds us that “Social conservatism for thee-but-not-for-me is pretty much what social conservatism means in this country.” Indeed.
STEPHANOPOULOS: And you’d be for that?
MCCAIN: Yes, because I’m a federalist. Just as I believe that the issue of gay marriage should be decided by the states, so do I believe that we would be better off by having Roe v. Wade return to the states. And I don’t believe the Supreme Court should be legislating in the way that they did on Roe v. Wade.
A Sunday Contemplation
"Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it we go nowhere." ~Carl Sagan
Wicked Witch of the West
Golly, I enjoy shedding pretense. It's always so nice to let the ol' hair down, do away with the cumbersome pretenses of a civilized society, and expose the raw, unapologetic sexist lurking in all of us. Wouldn't you agree, Mort Kondracke?
Fox News host Mort Kondracke, the "left-leaning" counterpart to Weekly Standard editor Fred Barnes on Fox News' The Beltway Boys, said last night that incoming House Speaker Nancy Pelosi (D-CA) should be nicknamed the "Wicked Witch of the West."Mmm…refreshing. Hearing the first ever female Speaker of the House called a witch within 24 hours of being elected to the role goes down smooth. The Photoshops of a green-faced Pelosi with her winged monkeys Hoyer and Murtha will be a splendid chaser.
…KONDRACKE: So the history on House leadership is, we had "The Hammer," Tom DeLay, and now we have the "Wicked Witch of the West," you know, Nancy Pelosi, who is twisting arms and making — you know, having her aides making threats, and stuff like that.
Yesterday, Echidne proposed a new drinking game in which "every time a speaking head on television calls Nancy Pelosi just Nancy," you down your mug. We may need to revise the rules in light of the new moniker which has been so graciously bestowed upon Just Nancy by the generous Mr. Kondracke. Like, down your mug for "Nancy," and flagellate yourself with a copy of Feminist Fantasies for "Wicked Witch of the West." Or maybe just a double shot.
What I love about "Wicked Witch of the West," aside from its instant familiarity to nearly everyone over the age of seven, is how it manages to reference everything conservatives hate about Pelosi. She's wicked, just like those terrorist evil-doers the liberals love to coddle. She's a witch, a tricksy and manipulative woman ("woman" being the operative sentiment there). And she's from the West, specifically California, and even more specifically San Fagcisco. It's difficult to conceive of there being another ready-made handle that so perfectly encapsulates the fun-house mirror image of Pelosi fashioned by her ideological opponents—the radical Breasted One, shooting the radical gay agenda out her feminazi cooter all across the land!
Let's hope so.
(Crossposted at Ezra's place.)
Bollywood Boulevard
Mohammed Rafi is a god. About this, there is no question. And YouTube is a little slice of heaven in which this god resides, a paradise before which my jones for retro Bollywood dance numbers was never so easily sated. Now, however, with a few clicks of the mouse, I am swiftly delivered to Bollywood glory where I float in immeasurable bliss.
I love everything about Bollywood dance numbers—the music, the staging, the absolutely mad dancing, which is nothing short of total happiness on two feet. One can’t help but feel good after a brilliant Bollywood number; their energy is irresistibly infectious. I tend to favor the 1950s-1970s era, but there’s plenty of great modern stuff, too. So, without further ado, here are some of my favorite Bollywood numbers. (And one Kollywood number, too.)
1958: "Mera Naam Chin Chin Chu" from Howrah Bridge, starring one of the great Bollywood legends, Helen Richardson.
1966: "Jaan Pehechan-Ho" from Gumnaam, featuring Mohammed Rafi as a playback singer. Sheer genius. I can’t believe these dancers didn’t get concussions from this madcap choreography. The character Enid, played by Thora Birch, was seen watching this number in the great film Ghost World.
1973: "Dil Jalon Ka Dil Jalake" from Zanjeer. I adore this song, even though I have no idea what she’s saying or what’s going on. I love the tres unimpressed dude in the glasses. (Who totally looks like Eddie Izzard.)
2002: "Dola Re Dola" from Devdas. Just all kinds of awesome.
And here’s an added bonus—this is a Kollywood (the Tamil equivalent of Hindi cinema) clip that is really just the greatest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Praise be to Kamal Hassan.
1981: "Solla Solla Enna Perumai" from Ellam Inba Mayam.
Sneerer, Heal Thyself
Dan Savage, with some thoughts on author and journalist Brian Mann’s new book Welcome to the Homeland, which focuses on his relationship with his brother Allen, who, unlike the metro Brian, is a “mega-church-going, straight-Republican-ticket-voting rural” guy:
[I]n an alarming scene in the book Mann’s brother jokes with his young children about shooting liberals. Liberals, his brother maintains, are like deer. Too many of us, oughta be picked off one by one, shot. Like vermin.Absolutely right. This is exactly what I’ve said before: “And their definition of winning is one that liberals will never understand. Winning is not simply having control of all three branches of government, nor is it having the power to impede the steady march of progress that has seen liberals win battles from ending slavery to granting gays and lesbians the right to marry in Massachusetts; they will not be happy until we say they are right. Only complete and total acquiescence to their ideology will satiate them…
Hm. Despite being a member of the urban elite—ooh, smell me!—I don’t teach my kid to think of rural folks as animals, nor do I joke with him killing people like Allen and his children.
…Which brings us to something that sticks in my craw about this sneering-urban-elites vs. angry-rural-rubes thing. The rubes run around screaming their rube heads off about all the godless heathens in the cities and how we’ve destroyed their country—”theirs,” mind you, not “ours.” According to the Allens, we urbanites are a pack of latte-sipping sodomites, sophisticates, softies. We’re also open America-haters and closeted Osama bin Laden fans. Unlike rubes, we have no values. No respect. No faith.
So… uh… who exactly is sneering at whom?
…I, for one, am sick of being told I have to be polite to people who insist that I’m a sinful abomination and seek to make my life miserable. I’m not one of those pansies that wants to argue with religious folks about their beliefs. Hey, the fundies think I’m going to hell—great, fine, whatever. I’m going to hell with the Catholics, the yoga instructors, the adulterers, and the atheists. Shouldn’t that be enough? Eternal punishment? But somehow it’s not enough for folks like Mann’s brother. They have to punish me here on earth too.
At bottom it’s really not about respect for their values. It’s about insisting that everyone adopt their values. When we say, “We hear you, homelanders, but we think you’re wrong,” that’s makes ‘em mad. That’s what kills ‘em. That’s so insecure that they take our rejection of their oppressive, retrograde political agenda as somehow personally disrespectful—particularly of their religious beliefs. They only way to appease an Allen is to live like one.
“My rights end where yours begin. It’s such a simple but powerful concept, yet it is anathema to Conservatives, because it necessarily excludes their desire to control and force their dissenters to succumb to their will. It isn’t enough that they can change the channel when Queer Eye for the Straight Guy comes on; the show must be taken off the air altogether. It isn’t enough that they can put up Nativity scenes in their churches and in their homes and on their lawns; there must be one at City Hall, too. It isn’t enough that their children can pray and learn about creationism at home and at church; they have to be able to do it at school, too, and so must all the other kids, irrespective of their families’ views. It just isn’t ever enough.
“And that is their vision of America—a country where their views are imposed upon everyone. (Differences among their own ranks, making this implausible even were all Liberals to disappear, do not register.) Only having rid the country of minorities, gays, feminists, evolutionists, atheists, pacifists, abortionists, stem cell researchers, the poor, the needy, the infirm, immigrants, environmentalists, animal rights activists, non-Christians, and anyone else who disagrees with them could they be happy. Or such is their claim. But without anyone upon whom to pass judgment, I wonder how long such contentment could possibly last.”
The problem we have here is, once again, projection. I don’t have any designs on forcibly making every American live the way I do, but that’s of what I’m routinely accused by the people who are. As are we all. And that perception is pervasive throughout our culture—the media regularly delivers a steady stream of thinly guised assertions that liberals will “ban Christmas” and are hostile to religion full-stop, as opposed to being hostile to people who use their religion as a justification for legislating discrimination, and the GOP is deeply dependent on the promulgation of such fears. There’s a clear distinction between making abortion or same-sex marriage available to the people who want or need it, and criminalizing the same so that it’s not available to anyone, but our ideological foes flatly refuse to see the difference.
I am optimistic, however, that “the middle” is beginning to, and has grown weary of their fanatical need to control the rest of us.
Boo
Santorum won’t run for president. There goes some beautiful comedy gold, right down the turd tunnel.
Meanwhile, speaking of turds, Turd Blossom (aka Bush's Brain) might be leaving the White House in a matter of weeks. Hmm—what happened to Rove knowing too much? Please, Jeebus, let him get shit-canned and be pissed to high heaven about it, and go on a tell-all rampage spilling the beans like there’s no tomorrow. Nothing would make me happier than to see an exiled Rove flinging shit at Bush like a deranged monkey with an axe to grind.
Friday Cat Blogging
The Oliviator will probably not notice you at all.
