While many people have questioned his timing, his case for replacing Obama at the top of the Dem ticket is by far the most compelling one I’ve heard to date:
I’m a dentist and I don’t think this country is headed in the right direction.
But holy fuck, she makes Palin sound like Cicero. If you can watch this short clip without cringing in vicarious shame for a flailing fellow human being—even if she is a crooked, divisive cow—you’re made of sterner stuff than I am:
Move over, Don Juan Matus. Joe Miller is about to explain the nagual and tonal of the Tea Party’s “Yankee Way of Knowledge.”
He’s well-spoken, went to Yale and wears a suit. Otherwise, he’s a standard-issue Bircher from 1967, pitching 1930s-style nationalist chauvinism, Robber-Barron Rules of prosperity and a denial of the necessity of Global Engagement that became untenable with the invention of radio, the rise of cheap international shipping, the proliferation of computers throughout the developing nations and the discovery that China has a monopoly on the world’s supply of the Rare Earth elements that make all of our gizmos work.
I know it’s only a :90 clip—but, Christ: Does this yokel have any policy positions that don’t boil down to all the Freedom-Good-Obama-Bad power-stones he can fit in his Feathered Bag of Exceptionalism?
A newly designated protected class, “T-Party Americans,” got a Snowflake Snooki shout-out for being praised by a wingnut radio talk show host. Truly it is a remarkable thing when an objective, disinterested, nonpartisan figure like Levin recognizes the contributions of a patriotic, grassroots, nonpartisan group like “T-Party Americans.”
Kinda puts that whole “Nobel Peace Prize” thing into perspective, huh?
UPDATE: WUSA9 is showing a head-shot for “James Lee” that’s identical to the “mrfifteen” Gravatar from the Save the Planet Protest site. We may have a match.
UPDATE 2: Well, I guess that’s him. He seems to have a problem with Humans, Civilization, War and Greed, and a soft spot for fuzzy animals. The good news is that nobody can hang the “Liberal” label on a guy who writes stuff like this:
5. Immigration: Programs must be developed to find solutions to stopping ALL immigration pollution and the anchor baby filth that follows that. Find solutions to stopping it. Call for people in the world to develop solutions to stop it completely and permanently. Find solutions FOR these countries so they stop sending their breeding populations to the US and the world to seek jobs and therefore breed more unwanted pollution babies. FIND SOLUTIONS FOR THEM TO STOP THEIR HUMAN GROWTH AND THE EXPORTATION OF THAT DISGUSTING FILTH! (The first world is feeding the population growth of the Third World and those human families are going to where the food is! They must stop procreating new humans looking for nonexistant jobs!)
During his speech last night, your preznit showed insufficient gratitude to Bush for his role in our Excellent Iraqi Adventure. Sensing that this would be the case even before the speech was delivered, prominent wingnuts preemptively dialed the Butt-Hurt Advisory Level up to Red.
However, the color-coded warning system reached unprecedented Throbbing Purple status once the last frame of the speech was viewed and the bunch who spent eight years polishing Bush’s knob realized that the Kenyan really, really, really wasn’t going admit the Sun Tzu of Crawford was Right About The Surge.
But fear not, wingnuts: Last night, Rachel Maddow gave Bush and his enablers the full measure of credit they deserve:
I’m left wondering how on earth Republicans haul their ginormous stones around without the assistance of extra-large wheelbarrows.
It lolls around on folding chairs and gibbers incoherently about scary Muslins and uppity black men:
The stupid have always been with us, of course. But such a concentrated mass isn’t often seen. A well-timed asteroid strike could have raised the average IQ in the US by at least 10 points. Thanks for nothing, God!
Finally, Obam-Ra can stretch his world-bestriding legs in an office that doesn’t look like he won it in a shooting gallery at the Iowa State Fair.
Long-time WH staffers will miss the plastic bowl of Saddam Hussein commemorative PEZ dispensers and Dick Cheney’s quarter-operated blood-pressure-cuff chair, but they’ll doubtlessly appreciate the novelty of navigating through a room with identifiable surfaces in several colors and textures, and furniture that isn’t desert-camo’ed to match the walls.
Because there’s just not enough Truth in the Public Discourse, Glenn Beck has launched his own high-minded, self-policing, politics-neutral beacon of journalistic integrity, The Blaze:
The image of flame is a powerful [No noun in original text, Ed.]. It has long stood for a burning truth. A truth that is not consumed. The Blaze will pursue truth. Of course we will make mistakes. Honest mistakes. And we’ll be quick with corrections. We intend to earn your trust and keep it day in and day out with hard work and a lot of transparency.
Needless to say, the Truth is in no danger of being “consumed” or even casually bumped by a passer-by on Beck’s clunky, eye-hating billboard for Goldline and Tea-Party-Hijacker Dick Armey. Nor is it likely to be invited to a Midtown lunch-meet by Beck’s All-Star Editorial Farm Team of would-be Conservative media party-crashers who never got let past the Velvet Rope:
♦ Scott Baker, Managing Editor: Former Breitbart VP of Business Development and co-founder of Breitbart.tv. Also, an erstwhile Pittsburgh news anchor who self-produces a Conservative vanity video project called The B-Cast...which aptly describes both the program and the talent.
♦ Pam Key, Associate Editor/Video Producer: Former video contributor to the proudly racist, pathologically Obama-hating Naked Emperor News.
♦ Meredith Jessup, Assistant Editor: Former associate editor for the eminently non-agendized Townhall.com and contributing editor for Townhall Magazine.
No doubt, The Blaze will fill America’s aching void of Must-Read, Small-Bore, Lib-Loathing Flackery in the Age of Restoring Honor.
I’ve seen a number of critiques of the Beck-Palin phenomenon lately that attribute The Rise of the Silver Slurpers to a simple longing for leadership in these tumultuous times. There was this NYT op-ed over the weekend by Anna Holmes and Rebecca Traister, lefty feminists pining for “A Palin of Our Own.”
Since the 2008 election, progressive leaders have done little to address the obvious national appetite for female leadership. And despite (or because of) their continuing obsession with Ms. Palin, they have done nothing to stop an anti-choice, pro-abstinence, socialist-bashing Tea Party enthusiast from becoming the 21st century symbol of American women in politics.
The left’s failure to nurture and celebrate female politicians has had a significant effect on its policies. In recent years, Democratic majorities and progressive legislation seem to have been built on steady trade-offs of reproductive rights, culminating this year when the first female speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi, was forced to push through health care reform with a compromise on abortion financing.
An older generation of female Democrats, including Mrs. Clinton and Ms. Pelosi, are about as eager to mount a Palin-style girl-powered campaign as they are to wear a miniskirt on the House floor. For them, proudly or aggressively touting one’s feminist credentials (if you’re actually a feminist, that is) is taboo. It’s considered too, well, female.
I call bullshit on this. First of all, let’s look at the examples they cited: Clinton, Pelosi and Palin. Hillary Clinton is arguably the most powerful woman on the planet, busily running the foreign policy apparatus of the world’s only super power. Nancy Pelosi is the only female Speaker of the House—ever—and a highly effective legislator in that role by any objective measure. And Sarah Palin is…an occasional Fox News contributor, a former second-fiddle on a losing presidential ticket and a half-term governor who quit every important job she ever held.
Sorry, ladies, but I’ll match our record up with the GOP’s on women’s leadership any day of the week. Sure, Palin has a creepily devoted fan base and scads of Facebook friends. So does Lady Gaga. And Lady Gaga has more progressive policy chops.
August 28th was a day like any other, filled with those events that alter and illuminate our lives—as long as you weren’t at some tentless chafing-dishless revival in Washington DC!
For instance, there I was that afternoon, checking out my friendly neighborhood Burlington Coat Mosque, and could it be? Were my eyes lying? No, there IT was: PICKLE!
