A lot of blogs are posting this CBS news video of an angry teabagger yelling into the door of Rep. Gerry Connolly’s office today (before it’s shut in his face):
I’m pretty certain that this is our ol’ pal Tito the Builder. I’m not a voice specialist, but the man in the video sounds just like Tito, who is also a Colombian immigrant. In addition, the man from today’s video is wearing a wedding band that looks just the one Tito can be seen wearing in this video. I’m not 100% sure since Tito always wore sunglasses and I can’t find any evidence of him boasting about being arrested four times in his former country, but I’d put down a pretty sizable sum on a bet if anyone wants to take me up on it…
UPDATE: It’s gotta be Tito. Gerry Connolly represents VA’s 11th district and he has an office (listed at the bottom of this page) in Woodbridge, the home of Deborn Construction, Inc., the company Tito owns.
Casual observers may believe Obama beat McCain because of things like effective organization, disgust with failed Republican policies, a VP candidate who wasn’t a booger-eating moron, etc. But the GOP poobahs know better: The party that transformed an addled, daddy-dependent, AWOL, prep-school cheerleader into Commander Codpiece understands the power of image.
Before McCain had even delivered his concession speech in 2008, the people who really run the GOP (hint: the money people, not the tea party yahoos, dittoheads, Paultards, etc.) identified the cause of the loss and were busily engaged in developing a new strategy.
Cuz McCain so sux. He ruined *Joe’s* life by catapulting him to a position where he could strut around acting like a celebrity and pretending that he has anything worthwhile to say.
Can’t someone find the hook and jerk this boob off the stage? I mean it seems like his 15 minutes is long over.
According to AP, freshly-minted US Senator from Massachusetts Scott Brown is prepared to “go rogue” in ways that may not delight Conservative supporters who hyped his campaign image as the “anti-Obama,” and viewed his election as a door-slamming rejection of the Democratic Senate agenda.
Scott Brown says he has already told Senate Republican leaders they won’t always be able to count on his vote. The man who staged an upset in last week’s Massachusetts Senate special election, in part by pledging to be the 41st GOP vote against President Barack Obama’s health care overhaul, told The Associated Press in an interview Thursday that he staked his claim in early conversations with Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell and Minority Whip Jon Kyl.
“I already told them, you know, `I got here with the help of a close group of friends and very little help from anyone down there, so there’ll be issues when I’ll be with you and there are issues when I won’t be with you,’” Brown said Thursday during the half-hour interview. “So, I just need to look at each vote and then make a proper analysis and then decide.”
Brown’s studly 1982 nude pictorial in Cosmo inspired some of his female admirers to dub him “Hottie McAwesome.” But the thought that “McAwesome” could rhyme with “McCain” is a stick of political mind-candy that makes even us Radical Lefties a little bit horny.
Political observers can only wonder what Palin has promised the Saudis, what she has been promised by her RNC masters, what McCain has agreed not to reveal about Palin in exchange for her support, and what the fickle former governor’s coziness with Saudi sheiks portends for Israeli security and interests in the Middle East.
God, that was fun. Let me know if I left anything out.
It’s not just newspapers—“all of them” is Sarah Palin’s default answer when flummoxed by any simple question:
Even deluded nutbag Glenn Beck—Glenn Beck!!—saw through Palin’s “world peace” pageant-speak fall-back.
I’m considering a small campaign contribution to whatever lowlife teabagging mouth-breather crawls out of the woodwork to primary John McCain from the right.
It seems unfair to blame Palin—she can’t help being a booger-eating moron. But John “Country First” McCain, in possibly the most cynical political act in modern American history, deliberately thrust this drooling idiot onto the national stage. He should pay with his political career.
According to this CNN sidebar headline, the dude we libtards have been deriding as “Traitor Joe” finally stood up to his good buddy John McCain!
Oooooo, so what did Lieberman say about the ad in which McCain asserts, “President Obama is leading an extreme, left-wing crusade to bankrupt America. I stand in his way every day”? Was it:
“Stop lying about the president’s agenda, Snarly McSurgepants”?
Or maybe:
“Being primaried by a wingnut talk radio teabagger is no excuse to throw all your so-called principles out the window, Senator Palinabler.”
Alas, those who bother to click the CNN link will be disappointed. Here’s Lieberman’s “slam”:
“You know, every now and then, John McCain and I disagree. I don’t agree with that.”
Which would have been totally appropriate if the issue were McCain’s opinion of “Avatar” or the Cardinals’ chances in the playoffs. But when your pal falsely accuses the president (who saved your sorry ass, by the way) of treason, that sort of lame-ass response just cements your reputation as McCain’s toadying butt gerbil.
Jeebus. Even if the Mayans are right, 2012 can’t get here soon enough. At least we’ll be rid of Lieberman one way or another.
Palin had a reflexive tendency to refer to Biden as “O’Biden,” [McCain campaign strategist Steve] Schmidt revealed. He says other people on the campaign staff came up with a solution. “It was multiple people—and I wasn’t one of them—who all said at the same time, ‘Just say, ‘Can I call you Joe?’’ which she did.”
p.s. How much do you think it’s killing Palin not to lash out at Schmidt on Facebook yet? I’m sure it’s driving her batshit insane to wait until after the 60 Minutes broadcast on Sunday to go for his throat, which she most certainly will.
Surely by now you’ve seen the Franken on Lieberman smack-down video that has all us liberal types shrieking in ecstasy like tweeners with surprise backstage passes to a Jonas Brothers concert. I had a similar reaction to it myself, which was manifested in a sudden urge to have scads and scads of Franken’s sardonic, bespectacled babies.
But you know, that’s kind of sad, really, and indicative of how desperately we progressive types need a little validation. Because it’s not like Franken stormed across the floor of the senate, wrapped the handle of his gavel around Lieberman’s tongue and ripped the mendacious organ up from its sulfurous root. No, Franken politely, almost apologetically and with an aw-shucks kind of gesture told Lieberman his mewling had gone on for the allotted 10 minutes and declined to hear him drone on past the limit.
Comb-over, yes. Comity, no.
But if our reaction to that pretty unremarkable exchange was a tad excessive, noted rage-o-holic John McCain’s was even more silly. He rose up in a barely controlled fury to denounce the exchange as a break of “decorum” and “comity” the likes of which he claims not to have seen in all his born days (which include the Paleozoic era).
A senator with an even more conspicuous comb-over quickly corrected the record, pointing out that yet another senator had been issued a similar STFU that very afternoon. But McCain was not mollified. There will be blood, my friends. Blood and comb-overs. Mark my words.
In response to this post about Palin fan boy John Ziegler’s sticky paean to the Bard of Wasilla, Rumproast pal Steve M. of No More Mister Nice Blog offered an excellent suggestion:
Now, how about a contest for the most preposterously effusive, overblown Palin blurb? Maybe we can send the most over-the-top ones to HarperCollins and see if they wind up in a newspaper ad as genuine praise.
This is so fucking on! Please offer up your most outrageous praise for Going Rogue in the comments to this post within the next 24 hours.
If we can figure out some democratic way to determine a winner by 5 p.m. tomorrow via popular vote, or, less democratically, by Rumproast editorial board selection, we will do so. Otherwise, I will choose by dictatorial fiat. And since I will probably offer my own entry, that would be so unfair.
Prizes? We don’t need no steenkin’ prizes. The reward is the acclaim from your fellow snarkoholics. Have at it, ladies and gents…
UPDATE AND CLARIFICATION: I was envisioning original outrageous praise—written by the person who posts it with maximum snark—to mock Palin’s hagiographers. However, if you find something absurdly over the top written by someone who is seriously praising the book, by all means, post it. It’s entirely possible actual wingnuts will surpass our ability to satirize them.
It was discovered yesterday that the health insurance provided by the RNC to its employees has, for years, covered elective abortions. Predictably, the wingers went crazy.
So this morning, Michael Steele announced that he’s corrected the problem - by eliminating the coverage.
I’m sure Amy Siskind still thinks that sitting down with Steele and discussing women’s issues is a super-fantastic idea.
Stupid Nicolle Wallace! If only she hadn’t insisted on trying to broaden Palin’s appeal beyond hardcore Dittoheads and had allowed the McCain-Palin ticket to latch onto George W. Bush’s long, glorious coattails, we’d be pissin’ and moanin’ about Preznit McCain right now, you betcha! Going Rogueexcerpt after the jump, with extra blamage…
