Look, I might as well tell you now. He's a monkey.

Otoh this sort of stuff is bullshit:

Reticence of Mainstream Media Becomes a Story Itself

Did the MSM drop the ball on John Edwards?

Wingnuts are doing a dance of joy today. After years of flogging stories that amounted to nothing but paranoid right wing fantasy, they finally got something right. I think the Infinite Monkey Theorem best describes their track record on the truth.

The idea that the mainstream media fell down on the job because it didn't cover a story which broke in the supermarket tabloids is absurd. When you break it down this story really isn't relevant and certainly not worthy of the shitstorm that covered the networks yesterday and today.

We have to push back hard against media navel-gazing on this. They were correct to blow off the whiners of the right who've been complaining for weeks that this story was being ignored. The cartoon world that conservatives live in already permeates to too great of an extent into reality. We don't need the media taking them any more seriously than they already do.

Stealing a man's wife, that's nothing, but stealing a man's car, that's larceny.

There is a double-standard when it comes to the press and how they treat Republican and Democratic sex scandals. It's a simple reality. Getting outraged of the unfairness of this situation won't change the fact that the situation exists.

This double-standard has existed for years, if not decades. That Democratic politicians will be pilloried for sexual indiscretions while Republican politicians will get off virtually scott free shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone. Least of all Democratic politicians. It's been 24 years since Gary Hart got caught stepping out on his wife.

John Edwards is on my shit list.

Man, you are too square. I'll have to straighten you out. Now, listen, you don't go any one special place. That's cornball style. You just go.

Via Brad at Sadly, No we take this wonderful dip into the pool of lunacy that is Peggy Noonan:

"As for Mr. McCain, I think he had the best moment of the month this week at the big motorcycle convention in Sturgis, S.D., when he was greeted with that mighty roar. And his great line: "As you may know, not long ago a couple hundred thousand Berliners made a lot of noise for my opponent. I'll take the roar of 50,000 Harleys any day." Oh, that was good. "

For me the saddest thing about McCain at that Harley rally was the realization that riding a 1200cc motorcycle is no longer the ultimate act of sticking it to the man. Those weren't freedom-loving rebels in South Dakota who had spent their lives in and out of prison, covered in tats and scars where some badass shoved a broken bottle through their gut.

These were whitebread Republicans, accountants and office managers, playing at being rebels. Those guys revving their motorcycles while McCain babbled senselessly are nothing more than weekend warriors, no different than SCAers or Civil War re-enactors. Little kids playing dress up. (*)

The guys that made up the Hell's Angels of the 60s and 70s, the gang that famously acted as security for the Rolling Stones only to knife one of their fans to death, wouldn't be caught dead cheering like that for a politician of either party. For those guys politics was part of the establishment and the establishment was not to be trusted.

Even if those rebel bikers decided that there was something to be had through political involvement I can't imagine for a second that they wouldn't see right through the faux-machismo and chest-puffing represented by the current leadership of the Republican party. Men like George Bush, Dick Cheney or the John McCain of today wouldn't survive five minutes of the sort of hazing bike gangs regularly employee on new members. Those effeminate poseurs in their $500 dollar loafers would faint outright.

Sorry, Peggy. There was nothing special about McCain inviting himself to that biker rally and hitting a cord. Most of the people at that rally pretend rebels. Just like John McCain.

(*That is NOT to say that SCAers are little kids. Some of my best friends like to don armor and joust.)

You always said it couldn't happen here... Then one day we woke up and we were living in a Fascist state.

This won't be true simply for the fact I want very badly for it to be true.

"I have thought for over a year now that Senator Russ Feingold will be Obama's VP."

I can't think of anything else that would shore up the progressive base of the party in the same way as picking Feingold for the VP spot on the ticket would. I know that for me personally Obama could make a pilgrimage on his knees to the blessed shrine of Saint Ronnie of Simi Valley and I wouldn't bat an eye if he'd tapped Feingold.

Pros of Feingold pick

• It would shore up a Democratic base shellshocked by the FISA flip.
• Senate voted 99-1 for the Patriot Act. Feingold was the one sitting senator who gave a damn about liberties.
• It would position a true progressive candidate for the 2016 election.
• McCain-Feingold. "My old pal John went very wrong after that as he now skirts the campaign laws rather than writing them."

Cons of a Feingold pick

• Rumor is there's some dirty laundry surrounding his last divorce.
• He wouldn't be in the senate any more and he's pretty much all we got.
• The Right would go apeshit. Actually this might be a "pro."

Oh please, oh please, oh please...

They'rrrrree back.

A Scenes You'd Forgotten retread from over a year ago since I don't think many people saw this and I think it's funny.

Scenes You'd Forgotten (or wished you had) Part 1: Rodent Napkin.

In the 80's fantasy flick "The Beastmaster" our hero played by the great thespian Marc Singer ends a speech rallying the people to fight off the shackles of their oppressors by wiping his face with a ferret. Apparently they're so oppressed they can't afford Brawny.

There's no limit to what he could do. He could destroy the Earth.

I haven't made the blogger rounds in a couple of days but I imagine the news that Clinton may seek convention vote with a reaction approaching the hysterical rending of garments by my fellow Obama supporters.

In this case I think Clinton is absolutely correct when she says “I happen to believe that we will come out stronger if people feel that their voices were heard and their views respected. I think that is a very big part of how we actually come out unified.”

With such votes having a distinct and rich history during past Democratic conventions I really don't see what there is to complain about here.

I checked the engines. The warp drive, that's a hopeless pile of junk.

He warned them he couldn't push the engines any harder but they "dinna listen."

Scotty's atoms scattered in spaceship explosion.

If only he'd saved himself by putting himself in an endless transporter loop with pattern enhancers so there'd be no signal degradation...

Ahem.

(bop myself on head to end nerd loop)

How about that Brett Favre coming out of retirement?

The antennae! Shoot the antennae!

Overdroid was attacked by a giant ant while filming a love scene with Terry Hatcher on the set of Desperate Housewives.

(That's how I read it.)

UPDATE!!!!

Dr. Zaius was attacked and half-eaten by an Assassin Bug. Jess immortalizes it here.

Let's be careful out there. Something really weird going on with our multi-legged brethren.

Don't trust anything with more than two eyes.

Psychologically, I'm very confused, but personally I feel just wonderful.

The article below covered the Great Republican Youtube Tantrum yesterday in the House as they argued for offshore drilling and in the interests of big oil.

Notice which large corporation presented (i.e. underwrote the reporter's salary) the article.

I feel like I'm taking crazy pills here!

For the last month or so the local radio stations have been playing an advertisement for Schuck's Auto Supply which mention that a good way to save gas would be to make sure you aren't carrying around junk in your trunk and that your tires are at the correct pressure. Sensible suggestions to most normal people on the planet who don't live daily suffering from the dreaded effects of Cranial Posterior Immersion.

This weekend the McCain campaign collectively mocked Barack Obama's recent suggestion that consumers do the same. McCain surrogates went so far as to carry tire gauges into interviews as props, claiming that demonstrates the sum total of Obama's energy policy.

This is part of the reason many of us work hard to try and avoid news of politics these days. If the presidential primary was largely made up of "silly season" then the general election has swung fully into "stupid season." Fueled mostly by the coordinated strategy of Republican political strategists working for McCain and a drooling, moronic media that continues to simply let them get away with the most outrageous bullshit imaginable.

In a sane world somebody like McCain supporter Minnesota Governor Tim Pawlenty would whip out tire gauge during an interview and claim this was Obama's energy policy the reporter would burst into laughter, turn off the mike and shut of the camera and tell Pawlenty to take a hike until he wanted to give an interview that wasn't composed of childish talking points.

This is what I let drive up my blood pressure. Not that these boneheads push this stupid crap but that the media doesn't call them on it. It's infuriating because it's a challenge to the very concept of objective reality, not objectivity.

Conservatives try an innoculate themselves from being called on this crap by trying to make it sound like those of us grounded in objective reality are elitist. It's considered bad form to call conservatives stupid or dumb.

Fuck that. Conservatives that repeat this stuff are slope-browed, mouth-breathing, knuckle-dragging morons. They're idiots who add absolutely nothing, zip, nada to the discourse. In fact---
Conservatives are so dumb they got hit by a parked car.

Conservatives are so dumb they tried to put M&Ms in alphabetical order.

Conservatives are so dumb they tripped over a cordless phone.

Conservatives are so dumb they got locked out of a motorcycle.

Conservatives are so dumb I told them drinks were on the house and they went and grabbed a ladder.

Conservatives are so dumb they think Taco Bell is the Mexican phone company.

Whew. I feel a little better.

Why, I - I even have my picture on the cover of Newsweek magazine. Yeah. Every day! Yeah.. that's the ticket! Yeah, you betcha!

Would you believe...


On the boat with me was my wife Angelina Jolie Bo Derek Morgan Fairchild.

Yeah, that's the ticket.