Let’s start with the obvious—Romney’s Campaign is not suspended. You can tell, because they are still lying about stuff. They’ve decided to pretend they are also doing some “relief events”, because they will be taking non-perishable items that no one wants and send them to—where did the worst of it hit—oh, that’s right, New Jersey. I’m not kidding:
On a day when millions of Americans face serious hardship as they recover from Hurricane Sandy’s damage, Mitt Romney clearly decided it would be crass to campaign in a conventional way. So he turned a scheduled rally in Kettering, Ohio, this morning into a “storm relief event,” and posed before piles of donated canned goods.
“We’re going to box these things up in just a minute and put them on some trucks, and then we’re going to send them into, I think it’s New Jersey,” he said, according to the Washington Post. “There’s a site we’ve identified where we can take these goods and distribute them to people who need them.”
You can feel the love in the above picture, that’s for sure. I’m not even going to dwell on Mitt Romney, because there’s more examples of disaster bringing out the best in people—like the Obama Administration getting advice from an old hand at dealing with bad situations: Former FEMA Director Michael Brown.
You might wonder what Bush’s FEMA head—famous for being the guy who did a “heckuva job” during Hurrican Katrina—had to say. After all, if folks learn from mistakes, he probably has a lot of wisdom to impar—meh. Here’s him:
“One thing he’s gonna be asked is, why did he jump on [the hurricane] so quickly and go back to D.C. so quickly when in…Benghazi, he went to Las Vegas?” Brown says. “Why was this so quick?… At some point, somebody’s going to ask that question…. This is like the inverse of Benghazi.”
Wow. Look at him pairing a weird criticism (Obama reacted too quickly to a natural disaster—which is kind of time-sensitive if you want to save lives and stuff?) with a partisan smear. You go, Michael Brown! I mean seriously. You go, now. Heckuva a job staying under a rock, dude.
Oh, and finally? I wasn’t going to give this guy attention, but here:
He obviously needs some kind of attention—like a gangrenous appendage. (Amputation?)
You know, I think my title may be misleading. I meant, “OMG the assholes.” Sorry about that.
I have no snark at all regarding the monster-storm that has the Mid-Atlantic (holler!) and New England states in a state of downward hunkering right now. I spent a few hours this afternoon making sure my outdoor container plants and lawn furniture weren’t transformed into projectiles by the high winds expected, and that my fridge was properly full of bottled water and beer. At this point, if you know you’re in the path of it, hopefully you’ve stocked up on canned goods, batteries, and the like. My spouse very thoughtfully pointed out the location of every flashlight in the house to me and we got out the old fashioned non-cordless phone as well as charging all our cells. Luckily, our house is all above ground level and we’re in Philadelphia (our power doesn’t usually stay off long—I’ve lived in the ‘burbs, and there’s a real difference.)
I could get into whether this storm is a sign of global warming (well, yeah) or what we can expect (apparently, something weird and unprecedented), or even relate the impending awfulness to the election (by reminding you all once again that a certain candidate thought states should take responsibility in disasters—give your own particular local governments a good long look, friends, and shudder along with me, hm?), but instead I think this should be more of a “check-in” thread.
Dean Chambers fifteen-minutes-of-fame ended somewhere around October 1, 2012, after Drudge, Rush Limbaugh, the Breitbartlets and Gov. Rick Perry of Texas worked themselves into a lather over his wingnut-site UnskewedPolls.com, had an afterglow cigarette and then moved on. Chambers is either the PT Barnum of Politics (there’s a conservative born every minute . . . ) or quite delusional—or maybe a little of both.
The reason that someone like Dean Chambers can not only “break through” but also become a “rock star” in the Conserva-sphere is because movement conservatives clearly don’t place much value on reality, facts or even soft data. When Chambers came along with a handy biased-pollsters conspiracy theory and a contrived method for weighting existing polls that made the numbers look like “Romney in a Landslide,” he was a hero.
At any rate, while his star was in the ascendant, Chambers decided that what the world of conservatives needed was more “unskew-ing,” so UnskewedMedia.com and UnskewedPolitics.com were added to Chambers’ Examiner web-empire. And just for well-roundedness, Chambers added a humor page for a little comic relief, which he warns won’t last long because Willard will soon win the election and bad photoshops of Obama and Nancy Pelosi will no longer be uproariously funny.
Somewhere along this path, Chambers, himself, became convinced that he is a bona-fide go-to pollster and all-round serious person and, as such, he recently vented a little professional jealousy by going-off on Nate Silver for being too effeminate (gay) to be accurate. Not kidding . . . .
The days of October, 2012 are dwindling down to a precious few so, if there’s to be an “October Surprise” it had better surface now or forever hold its peace. And wouldn’t you know it? just in time, as if from the gods, comes video documentary proof that President Barack Obama was, in fact, born in a Kenyan hospital.
A concerned native of Romania, who does business in Africa obtained the Birth of Obama video from an anonymous 60-year-old African friend, whereupon he uploaded a portion of said video to Vimeo and got on the horn to Donald Trump who seems willing to part with $5 million to keep the Kenyan Usurper from a second term in office.
Evidently the Birther community has learned a few things in the fact-finding school of hard knocks and they are skeptical, not to put to fine a point on it. There do appear to be quite a few anachronisms and a handful of absurdities that make the film a bit of a hard sell:
Despite the slack-jawed pose above, Daisy Mayhem is a highly intelligent animal. It’s just that when she sees reflected light on the wall (or, FSM forbid, a laser pointer beam), her brain shrivels to the size of a lentil, and all she can think to do is stare and then pounce.
I’m off to vote for President Obama in a few minutes; today is the first day of early voting in Florida. I’m kind of out in the boonies, and our early voting polling place is a library surrounded by cow pastures. It’s usually not very crowded, but it was jam-packed on Election Day in 2008.
From what I read on Mememorandum, it looks like some folks are starting to entertain the possibility that President Obama will win the election via the Electoral College and lose the popular vote. In a way, that would be poetic justice, and we could spend days here swapping recipes featuring bitter wingnut tears. But it’s not the outcome I want to see.
I hope President Obama crushes Romney like a rotten walnut—and not just because I don’t want to see us return to a policy of shoveling goodies to plutocrats in hopes that a few crumbs will fall off their table for the rest of us. I hope Mr. Obama wins big because Romney is the most shameless liar to ever credibly aspire to the presidency, at least in my lifetime.
That a champion prevaricator and spinning weathercock like Romney is even within striking distance is a shameful indictment of the state of our national politics and media. I entertained similar notions when Bush won in 2004 after it was clear he’d hoodwinked us into a war on false pretenses, but there was a “let’s not change Horsemen in mid-apocalypse” vibe back then.
So this cute little ad has been making a stir of late:
Maybe it’s just me, but my first time in the voting booth ended up meaning more to me than my first trip between the sheets. I’m probably not the only person who can say that. For one thing, I gave it more thought. For another, it was an assertion of who I was as a political person. I’d been an open, committed liberal since my mid-teens, and I had talked about my decision with my parents. They had approved of my decision—but even if they hadn’t, I’d have still gotten behind that curtain and pulled a lever for Bill Clinton.
That was my first.
Anyway, wouldn’t it be neat if one’s first time in the voting booth was as much a right of passage as losing one’s virginity? Or even more so? And that everyone kind of felt like it was the cool, adult thing to do, and paid a lot of attention to not just doing it—but making it special? I think it would. Seems like right wingers just think the ad is kind of dirty, though:
Now, that’s just Erick, son of Erick, and he’s kind of a blunt instrument of unimpressive size, but really? One’s first time is “fallen” and “depraved”? Because FWIW—folks have always been totally having sex and that’s how we all got here—oh wait.
Nope. I’m going to go out on a limb and suggest that the problem might be that women are sexual creatures whose consent is continuously required to govern and and whose right to vote should also be considered sacrosanct. (Even some conservative women seem to have a hard time with that one. )
(H/T: Political Carnival)
Kid Malarkey believes in traditional values, and what could be more traditional than a Republican VP candidate with a slush fund? Paul Ryan seems to have given it a novel twist by using his congressional reelection bid as a means to funnel resources to the Romney campaign. The famed budget-slashing Randian whiz kid blew through seventy-five thousand dollars of his House reelection money at the four day Republican National Convention, where he had a total staff of…five. What, besides beer and brats, could the Wisconsin Slasher have bought in Tampa for that amazing amount of money? Hotel rooms—lots of them, particularly in the Romney campaign’s hotel, where the Ryan House campaign wasn’t staying.
In case the blurring of funds between Kid Malarkey’s house and VP bids doesn’t seem like a big deal, it’s enough for Ryan’s campaign director, Kevin Seifert, to turn into John Lovitz while talking to the Observer’s investigative reporter:
*These tables list the top donors to these candidates in the 2012 election cycle. The organizations themselves did not donate, rather the money came from the organizations’ PACs, their individual members or employees or owners, and those individuals’ immediate families. Organization totals include subsidiaries and affiliates.
Because of contribution limits, organizations that bundle together many individual contributions are often among the top donors to presidential candidates. These contributions can come from the organization’s members or employees (and their families). The organization may support one candidate, or hedge its bets by supporting multiple candidates. Groups with national networks of donors - like EMILY’s List and Club for Growth - make for particularly big bundlers.
*NOTE: All the numbers on this chart are for the 2012 election cycle and based on Federal Election Commission data released electronically.
Now for the poll: A volunteer from the Koch-sucker AFP group called me awhile back and asked if I thought President Obama’s policies had made the economy better or worse. I said I thought they had definitely made the economy better after Bush and his pals trashed the joint.
She then asked me if I planned to vote, and I told her I certainly did. She asked if I planned to vote early, and I replied that I would have already voted if I could have, but thanks to Tea Party-backed nitwit Governor Scott’s villainous attempt to exclude as many working people as possible by cutting the early voting period, I’d have to wait until tomorrow.
I then said I would be at the polls bright and early to cast my ballot. She wished me a pleasant evening, and I wished her the same.
Republican legislators in Pennsylvania are attempting to pass a bill which would deny increased TANF (aka welfare) benefits to women who delivered a child while receiving the benefits unless they can prove the baby was conceived as a result of sexual assault and that they reported it to the police.
Oh. Good. Grief.
So in the Republican scenario an unmarried women should not be allowed to choose an abortion if she becomes pregnant through consensual sex (and probably shouldn’t be allowed to get the contraceptives that would have prevented the pregnancy in the first place) and, as icing on the cake, she will be denied the ability to financially care for the baby.
“General Powell, you disappoint us and you have harmed your legacy even further by defending what is clearly the most feckless foreign policy in my lifetime.”
Thus spaketh the Emperor Walnuts, depicted above standing a heartbeat away from noted foreign policy expert Winkerbelle Von Putinspotter.
Curiously, at that very instant, thousands of miles away, in a luxury Dallas condo, another scion of a more accomplished father woke up from a nap, choked up a pretzel, and called, “Laura, git me a Q-tip er somethin—there’s fire ants in mah ears!”