ZOMG: Bush's Cloning Nightmares to Come True!

Remember in his Jan. 2006 State of the Union address, when Bush pulled one of his greatest non-sequiturs ever out of his ass, requesting that Congress pass legislation to ban the creation of "human-animal hybrids"? My god, that was a thing of beauty. I had fun with human-animal hybrids for months.

But it's no joke anymore, bitchez:

Plans to allow British scientists to create human-animal embryos are expected to be approved tomorrow by the government's fertility regulator. The Human Fertilisation and Embryology Authority published its long-awaited public consultation on the controversial research yesterday, revealing that a majority of people were "at ease" with scientists creating the hybrid embryos.
Did anyone consult with King of the World George W. Bush?! Obviously not! Because he is categorically not "at ease" with it! ZOMG—there are going to be mangaroos hopping around in no time!

The consultation, a £150,000, three-month mix of opinion polls, public meetings and debates, found participants were initially cautious of merging animal and human material, but became more positive. "When further factual information was provided and further discussion took place, the majority of participants became more at ease with the idea," the HFEA's report says.
Hmm, well, I still wouldn't count on America's support anytime soon. Our president is fixed and resolute—and he will not be swayed by your facts, Britain! So keep your stupid mangaroos to yourself!



"I prefer the slate skies over the Thames, anyway."

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Today in Duh

Rock stars more likely to die prematurely: "A study of more than 1,000 mainly British and North American artists, spanning the era from Elvis Presley to rapper Eminem, found they were two to three times more likely to suffer a premature death than the general population."

Money well spent.

Now why don't we spend a few more bucks doing a study on why Tim Castle of Reuters thinks that Eminem is a "rock star."

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Condi: As Rude As She Is Disrespected!

In other books-about-various-administration-miscreants-that-I-won't-be-buying news, there are some nifty little tidbits in Washington Post correspondent Glenn Kessler's new bio, The Confidante: Condoleezza Rice and the Creation of the Bush Legacy.

I quite enjoyed the anecdote about Condi shopping for jewelry (you know how she loves to shop, especially during hurricanes!) and admonishing the sales clerk, "You are behind the counter because you have to work for minimum wage. I'm on this side asking to see the good jewelry because I make considerably more," and the one about her being "flattered and proud" that a male colleague literally bounced a quarter off her ass, but I'm most partial to this one:

And while Bush sometimes introduces her as "the most powerful woman in the history of the world," he also considers her "like my sister." Thus, at a briefing, he skipped over the gory details of the rape and torture committed by Saddam Hussein's sons, explaining: "I didn't want to say [those things] in front of Condi."
Aww. That's so sweet. There's no better way to honor a woman's strength, intelligence, character, and basic, manifest equality than treating her like a five-year-old.

W really does stand for women!

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We Interrupt the Great Forget-a-thon of 2007 to Bring You This Slice of Actual Remembrance from Paul Bremer

As Jeff mentioned on Sunday, one of the revelations in Robert Draper's new book about President Bush, Dead Certain, is that when Draper asked Bush about the catastrophic decision to disband the Iraqi Army after the fall of Saddam, Bush replied: "The policy was to keep the army intact; didn’t happen." (When pressed, he added: "Yeah, I can’t remember, I'm sure I said, 'This is the policy, what happened?' Again, Hadley's got notes on all of this stuff," referring to national security adviser Stephen J. Hadley.)

In response to Bush's assertion that the US policy was "to keep the army intact," erstwhile Iraq envoy Paul Bremer, evidently not keen to be the latest in a series of willing fall guys for the criminally incompetent Bush administration, has released a "previously undisclosed exhange of letters" detailing that Bush was informed in 2003 that the Iraqi Army would be disbanded.

In releasing the letters, Mr. Bremer said he wanted to refute the suggestion in Mr. Bush’s comment that Mr. Bremer had acted to disband the army without the knowledge and concurrence of the White House.

"We must make it clear to everyone that we mean business: that Saddam and the Baathists are finished," Mr. Bremer wrote in a letter that was drafted on May 20, 2003, and sent to the president on May 22 through Donald H. Rumsfeld, then secretary of defense.

After recounting American efforts to remove members of the Baath Party of Saddam Hussein from civilian agencies, Mr. Bremer told Mr. Bush that he would "parallel this step with an even more robust measure" to dismantle the Iraq military.

One day later, Mr. Bush wrote back a short thank you letter. "Your leadership is apparent," the president wrote. "You have quickly made a positive and significant impact. You have my full support and confidence."
Huh. Guess he forgot that, too.

Mr. Bremer indicated that he had been smoldering for months as other administration officials had distanced themselves from his order. "This didn’t just pop out of my head," he said in a telephone interview on Monday, adding that he had sent a draft of the order to top Pentagon officials and discussed it "several times" with Mr. Rumsfeld.
He'd probably be a lot happier—and a lot less smoldery—if he could just scrub the last six years from his brain and stop remembering things like everyone else who's ever had a conversation with anyone in the Bush administration.

Now back to your regularly scheduled forget-a-thon.

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Two-Minute Nostalgia Sublime

The Virginian

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(Rhetorical) Question of the Day

Why are child-resistant caps defeating me?

I mowed the lawn, got ants in my pants, they bit the shit out of me, and Liss gave me a bottle of soothing aloe balm or whatever that is one impossibly difficult-to-remove child-resistant cap away from giving my legs the relief they so desire and desperately need. Motherfucker!

...Now I've broken off the plastic top, leaving the child-resistant bit in place. I'm off to find something to smash it.

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Bush in Iraq

As Bill referenced earlier, Bush made a surprise visit to Iraq today, and he took time out of his busy, busy schedule of bullshittery to give a little pep talk to the troops. (Or, some troops, anyway, most likely hand-picked according to their political alliances, as per usual.)


Petulant has more.

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Holiday Randomness: Johnny Marr

Mr. Shakes and I just watched this interview with Johnny Marr, former Smiths' guitarist and songwriting partner of Morrissey and current guitarist for Modest Mouse and leader of The Healers, in which he talks about his guitar preferences and his various roles over his career. If you're kind of a huge music nerd, like I am, you'll probably quite dig this interview, as Marr is not only one of the most influential figures in music in the last 30 years, but he's also just an interesting guy.

Embedding on that video is disabled, so you'll have to travel over to YouTube to watch. And if you enjoy, also check out Oasis' Noel Gallagher waxing worshipful of Marr here.

Although the magic Marr worked during The Smiths' years is probably more closely associated with the amazing How Soon Is Now? than any other song—and rightly so—I'm going to honor him with The Queen Is Dead today instead.



We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
Like love and law and poverty
Oh, these are the things that kill me…

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Literary Update

At long last, the newest chapter of Small Town Boys has been posted at Bobby Cramer.

This has been the longest I've gone between publishing chapters of this story; nearly three months. My apologies for this long absence, but this chapter is one of the longest in the story and it covers some issues that, frankly, were hard for me to write about. I hope you will find it worth it. If you haven't been reading it, there's a chapter guide at the top of the page to get you started.

It's also mirrored at The Practical Press, a site that promotes fiction writing and all sorts of other literary adventures.

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The Devil's in the Details

Bishop Thomas Weeks, head of the international Christian ministry Global Destiny, was recently arrested for assaulting his estranged wife and renowned evangelist, Juanita Bynum:

According to an Atlanta police incident report, Bynum said her husband "choked her, pushed her down, kicked and stomped her."

She told police Weeks "continued stomping" her into the ground until a hotel bell man pulled him away. Police also said Weeks threatened Bynum's life.
But his parishoners are naturally rallying around him, and he "took the pulpit two days after his surrender to authorities in connection with the alleged attack."

His remarks included appreciation for the prayers and support that he said have come in for him and his wife and thanks to those in attendance in spite of the controversy.

…Weeks, wearing a dark suit and his customary bow tie, blamed the devil for the accusation that has him facing two felony charges. He didn't, however, offer any specifics.
Come on, Bishop—don't leave us hanging—we need details! Was he possessed by the devil when he choked and stomped on his wife? Was she, and he was just trying to beat the devil out of her? Did the devil just grab his hands and make them hit her, like a big brother who forces you to punch yourself in the face then demands to know, "Why are you hitting yourself?"

Or, is Weeks suggesting, as I suspect, that his wife is lying (despite objective witnesses to the attack), but cloaking it in the ludicrous, passive-aggressive, and autonomy-denying language of attributing her accusation against him to her having been "taken by the devil"? I guess that's just the Christian way of calling your wife an evil bitch.

In any case, let's hope Bishop Weeks elaborates on this devilry at his trial. Maybe the devil himself will even be called as a witness.



"What can I say? I made him do it!"

[H/T to Ebonmuse at Daylight Atheism.]

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Special Obligations

[Hi, Shakers. This is Shaker Mamasquab, otherwise known as Hilde Lindemann, an associate professor in Michigan State University’s Department of Philosophy and contributor to the Bioethics Forum, from which this piece has been cross-posted. I've guest posted once before.]

The New York Times reports that the erroneous abortion of a genetically normal fetus instead of its twin with Down Syndrome has caused an uproar in Italy. What seems to be agitating people, though, is not the magnitude of the mistake that was made (as Wittgenstein once said in another context, "For a mistake, that's too big"). No, what has everyone up in arms is that the woman, a 38-year-old from Milan in her 18th week of pregnancy, sought to abort her fetus solely because it was disabled. "What happened in this hospital was not a medical abortion but an abortion done for the purposes of eugenics," fulminated Senator Paola Binetti, a medical doctor and member of the national bioethics committee. The Vatican weighed in as well, attacking the practice of aborting malformed fetuses, and anti-abortion activists joined the chorus of protests.

In the bioethics literature there's been quite a debate over whether abortion solely on the grounds of disability sends a message to disabled people that they are not welcome in our midst. Susan Wendell, a proponent of the "expressivist" position, writes, "The widespread use of selective abortion to reduce the number of people born with disabilities … sends a message to children and adults with disabilities, especially people who have genetic or prenatal disabilities, that 'we do not want any more like you.'"1 Laura Hershey puts the point even more bluntly: "I believe the choice to abort a disabled fetus represents a rejection of children who have disabilities."2

On the other side of the debate stands Allen Buchanan, who has argued that if selective abortion for disability were to convey such a negative meaning, it would have to be shown that the women who undergo the procedure and the doctors who perform it are (a) bigoted against people with disabilities, and (b) motivated solely by their bigotry—a pretty tall order, considering that one might just as easily "simply wish to be spared avoidable and serious strains on one's marriage or on one's family."3 James Lindemann Nelson doubts that the meanings of practices and policies are necessarily the ones we consciously intend, but he takes Buchanan's argument a step further by contending that in the case of prenatal testing and abortion, there aren't any fixed or settled meanings: abortions, even of disabled fetuses, are not symbols that convey unambiguous semantic content.4

Interesting and important as this discussion is, I'd like here to move us off the expressivist dime and on to a consideration of what in the philosophical literature are called "special obligations." These are obligations owed to those with whom the agent stands in some sort of special relationship, as opposed to ordinary duties owed to people in general. I, for example, being just an ordinary person whose prowess as a swimmer is limited to a kind of peculiar dog-paddle that keeps me afloat for, oh, say, half a minute or so, do not have any special obligation to risk my life rescuing a stranger who is drowning, but a professional lifeguard is so obligated. Firefighters have special obligations that the rest of us don't to run into burning buildings on lifesaving missions; police officers must pursue bad guys down dark alleys.

Notice how often these special obligations require those who have them to engage in behavior that imposes a considerable burden on them—behavior that, for the rest of us, would count as saintly (philosophers say "supererogatory"). They bear this burden because they stand in a special relationship to those who look to them for help. The relationship sets up normative expectations, so that if the lifeguard (for example) is too busy flirting with the guy with the six-pack abs to notice the swimmer going down for the third time, he is open to moral censure. The only way he can escape the obligations imposed by the special relationship between him and the swimmers on that particular beach is to exit the relationship.

Mothers too have special obligations arising from a special relationship—in this case, the one that exists between them and their children. (So do fathers, but here I am focusing on mothers.) It's mothers, not the rest of us, who have to get up in the middle of the night when the baby cries or the ten-year-old has a bad dream; they who have to toilet train and in other ways socialize their children; they who have to spend many thousands of dollars on clothing, feeding, and educating them; they who have to keep them from getting hurt, from running with the wrong crowd in school, from lasting damage or death due to treatable illness and injury. And it's they who, if their child is disabled, have to give care over and above the care all mothers are already in duty bound to give their young.

The trouble with being a mother is that it puts you in a special relationship you can't, morally speaking, exit: here, exiting is called abandonment. Unlike a police officer, who might sign up for a three-year stint and then set up as a private investigator, mothers are in it for life. It's theoretically possible, of course, for a mother to put up her disabled baby for adoption, but disabled babies are not very adoptable, and besides, even if others take over her obligations, she is left with the knowledge that her deeply vulnerable child is out there in the world somewhere without her, and that she has violated—excusably perhaps but violated nevertheless—the normative expectations set up by the mother-child relationship. And however harshly she judges herself, she can be sure that society will judge her even more harshly. Good mothers, according to widely shared moral understandings, simply don't let their handicapped children languish in foster care for the rest of their lives.

Born children with disabilities do not have a right to my care or your care, or even the lifeguard's or cop's or firefighter's care, but they do have a right to their mothers' care—a right that is the flip side of the special obligation arising from the relationship between mother and child. Because this care can consume even more of the mother's time, energy, money, and emotional stamina than would the care of a healthy child, and because many seriously disabled children will never outgrow their need for it, women should not be forced into the special relationship that requires them to provide it. We don't, after all, force cops to be cops, or lifeguards to be lifeguards. The only time it's considered legitimate to draft people to take on relationships that generate special obligations is in time of war, when enemy forces present a clear and present danger to the nation.

When the problem of selective abortion for handicapped children is put in terms of eugenics, or sending messages to people with disabilities, or the rights of disabled people to life and care, what is forgotten is who will have to provide the brunt of this care, and why it's morally obligatory for those particular people to provide it. If everybody sprang up out of the ground full grown, like mushrooms, as Hobbes famously fantasized, then the care of people with disabilities would presumably be impersonally provided, perhaps by a state-run health care system or by private organizations instituted for this purpose. Then it would strike us as not only peculiar but a dreadful rights violation if some people—people with black skin, or people with vaginas—were forced against their will into caring for those in need. But because we take for granted the no-exit character of the mother-child relationship that, in our actual social world, gives rise to special obligations of care, we fail to appreciate how outrageous the suggestion is that women be required to make and maintain those relationships in the first place.

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1. Susan Wendell, The Rejected Body (New York: Routledge, 1996), 153.

2. Laura Hershey, “Choosing Disabilities,” Ms. Magazine July/August 1994, 30.

3. Allen Buchanan, “Choosing Who Will Be Disabled: Genetic Intervention and the Morality of Inclusion,” Social Philosophy and Policy 13 (1996): 18-46, at 31.

4. James Lindemann Nelson, Hippocrates’ Maze: Ethical Explorations of the Medical Labyrinth (Lanham, Md.: Rowman & Littlefield, 2003), 25.

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Two-Minute Nostalgia Sublime

Boy Meets World

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Craig Resigns

As expected, Larry Craig has resigned.

All I can really say is that he'll have a place among the Shakers if he should ever want to revisit his positions on LGBT equality. If he'll accept all of us, we'll gladly accept him.

Which is more than the GOP can say.

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The Virtual Pub Is Open



TFIF, Shakers! What's your poison?

Gawd damn, I'm glad it's Friday!

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Place Your Bets

Sen. Larry Craig is going to make an announcement tomorrow (Saturday).

"We haven't quite scheduled anything, but we're looking at doing something tomorrow," said Craig's spokesman Sid Smith. "We haven't set a time or place yet."

The clamor for Craig to step down intensified today, with the news that the Republican Party had been prepared to issue a statement calling for his resignation, a GOP source said today.

But they didn’t put it out because “party leaders had received an indication that Craig was going to step down,” on his own, the source told McClatchy Newspapers.
Okay, Shakers, time to place your bets and quote the odds on who he'll blame for the end of his senate career...assuming that he does as expected and resigns.

Here are mine:
* The liberal media, including the Idaho Statesman: 1 to 2.

* The Radical Homosexual Agenda, including that big hunky guy that's always checking him out in the Senate dining room: 2 to 1.

* The Minneapolis Airport Police, because you know how vengeful those big Scandinavian numbers can be when you reject them: 5 to 1.

* The hypocrisy of the Republican Party that allows Senator David Vitter (R-LA) to pay for a hooker and gives him a round of applause when he apologizes, but boots Craig out 'cause he's Teh Gay: 50 to 1.

* Himself. "I have been lying to you and to my friends. I'm a Gay American and I'm finally free and brave enough to admit it. (Clicks heels three times.) There's no place like homo!" 1,000 to 1.
Any takers?

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Slimed in the Green Zone

You were chilled and thrilled
by The Poseidon Presidency
and The Bonnet That Ate My Brain!

You clung to the edge of your seat
during Attack of the Two-Headed Bloggrrl
and The Bullshit That Won't Die!

You gasped at the very sight of The Gas Goblin!

And now you will scream with horror at The Green Slime!


Lawmakers Describe 'Being Slimed in the Green Zone'. With extra helpings of the Green Zone Fog.

More from Drum, Josh Marshall, Steve M., Steve B., Attaturk, and Blue Girl (a different one from this Blue Girl, who, btw, sent me the most awesomest gift which will soon feature in a post…).

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White Flour!

Hello, all. SAP here ...

OK, settle down, stop screaming, and get away from that ledge. This is only a guest post. Sheesh.

For the uninitiated, I am a frequent commenter (and frequent troll-hater, though I'm trying to cut back to one troll a month) here at Shakesville, and Melissa has graciously allowed me to cross-post this little gem here at my second home. (Note to Liss: the check is in the mail.)

Occasionally, just to scare the ever-living daylights out of me, Paul and Melissa will blog about clowns, knowing full well that I hate clowns; ever since I was a young lad, I have held a deep-abiding hatred for two nominally-cherished icons of childhood: puppets (thanks a lot, Rod Serling) and clowns.

While I may never rescind my fear and loathing of puppets, I believe I have overcome my disgust of all things clown, thanks to the 100th Anti-Racist Action Clown Block. Because, really, who better to counter a KKK recruitment rally than 100 clowns?

WHITE FLOUR?  WIFE POWER!
The KKK meet their match.

Saturday May 26th the VNN Vanguard Nazi/KKK group attempted to host a hate rally to try to take advantage of the brutal murder of a white couple for media and recruitment purposes. http://www.volunteertv.com/special

Unfortunately for them the 100th ARA (Anti Racist Action) clown block came and handed them their asses by making them appear like the asses they were.

Alex Linder the founder of VNN and the lead organizer of the rally kicked off events by rushing the clowns in a fit of rage, and was promptly arrested by 4 Knoxville police officers who dropped him to the ground when he resisted and dragged him off past the red shiny shoes of the clowns. http://www.volunteertv.com/home/headlines/7704982.html

“White Power!” the Nazi’s shouted, “White Flour?” the clowns yelled back running in circles throwing flour in the air and raising separate letters which spelt “White Flour”.

“White Power!” the Nazi’s angrily shouted once more, “White flowers?” the clowns cheers and threw white flowers in the air and danced about merrily.

“White Power!” the Nazi’s tried once again in a doomed and somewhat funny attempt to clarify their message, “ohhhhhh!” the clowns yelled “Tight Shower!” and held a solar shower in the air and all tried to crowd under to get clean as per the Klan’s directions.

At this point several of the Nazi’s and Klan members began clutching their hearts as if they were about to have a heart attack. Their beady eyes bulged, and the veins in their tiny narrow foreheads beat in rage. One last time they screamed “White Power!”

The clown women thought they finally understood what the Klan was trying to say. “Ohhhhh…” the women clowns said. “Now we understand…”, “WIFE POWER!” they lifted the letters up in the air, grabbed the nearest male clowns and lifted them in their arms and ran about merrily chanting “WIFE POWER! WIFE POWER! WIFE POWER!”

It was at this point that several observers reported seeing several Klan members heads exploding in rage and they stopped trying to explain to the clowns what they wanted.

Apparently the clowns fundamentally misunderstood the nature of the rally, they believed it was a clown rally and came in force to support their pointy hated brethren. To their dismay, despite their best jokes and stunts and pratfalls the Nazis and Klan refused to laugh, and indeed became enraged at the clowns misunderstanding and constant attempts to interpret the clowns instruction.

The clowns on the other hand had a great time and thought the Nazis were the funniest thing they had ever seen and the loud laughter of over 100 counter protesters greeted every attempt of the Nazis and Klan to get their message out, whatever that was.
Out. Standing. Anyone who would dress up like a clown and counter-rally the Klan is OK with me.

So, no more dissing clowns for me. Let all children rejoice in the hallowed traditions of face paint and whoopie cushions! Let all rejoice in the freedom-loving ways of our freaky big shoe'd brothers and sisters!

Unless they're Nazi clowns. Then all bets are off.

Via Metafilter.

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Iowa Marriage Update

One couple managed to get married before the judge stayed his ruling, which will put the decision on hold while it is appealed.

Sean Fritz and Tim McQuillan were among the lucky few to get their application through.

The marriage license approval process normally takes three business days, but Fritz and McQuillan took advantage of a loophole that allows couples to skip the waiting period if they pay a $5 fee and get a judge to sign a waiver.

Friday morning, the Rev. Mark Stringer declared the two legally married in a wedding on Unitarian minister's front lawn in Des Moines.

"This is it. We're married. I love you," Fritz told McQuillan after the ceremony.
It's really hard to believe that we can't stop fighting about that, that there's even a fight to be had.

[Thanks to Oddjob for the heads-up.]

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Must Be Doing Something Right

The US Military network in Baghdad has shut down access to ThinkProgress:

Recently, an avid ThinkProgress reader — a U.S. soldier serving his second tour in Iraq — wrote to us and said that he can no longer access ThinkProgress.org.

The ban began sometime shortly after Aug. 22, when Ret. Maj. Gen. John Batiste was our guest blogger on ThinkProgress. He posted an op-ed that was strongly critical of the President’s policies and advocated a “responsible and deliberate redeployment from Iraq.”
If you can't figure out the irony, what the hell are you doing at this blog?

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Krauthammer on Iraq elections, then and now

What Charles Krauthammer giddily opined about Iraqi elections in 2005:

The Iraqi elections vindicated the two central propositions of the Bush doctrine. First, that the will to freedom is indeed universal and not the private preserve of Westerners. And second, that American intentions were sincere.

His description of skeptics:

Embarrassingly, scandalously, blessedly wrong.

What Krauthammer says now about his call to reboot the Iraqi government:

New elections are not a panacea.

Vindication ain't what it used to be, apparently.

(HT to mcjoan at dKos, and cross-posted.)

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