December 2006

Edwards is noboby’s fool.

Especially to my 8 loyal readers.

Cheney hails Nixon pardon at Ford’s state funeral.

Gee, Dick, is it because there’s an off chance you’ll need one?

I am so sure he’s going to Hell if there is one.  The bad news is, neither one of us think there is one.

But I’m less sure.

Finally, I saw it.

See it yourself.  And don’t disregard the science; Science is one of God’s first languages.

It is very compelling.

And we elected George W. Bush.  Who refuses to even watch the goddamn thing.  I guess his 7-hour day won’t allow for it.

I blame the media.

A pro-sex, pro-women website/blog with attitude all over the place and good humor and profound insight in equally long supply.

If she wasn’t so evil and man-averse, I would move to Austin and beg her to have dinner with me.

She’d think I was bald.

From the perspective of a woman who is Western-educated, secular, smart, a good writer, and happens to live in the Hell we have created.  Riverbend posts infrequently, maybe because she’s a dead woman if anyone in power there figures out who she is.

It’s probably a good act of citizenship to read what she has to say.

I have not yet validated her provenance.  But enough of the bloggers I’ve linked to have, so I’m calling her real.


Attaturk captures Saddam’s execution in all its final glory here.

What Jane said.

And since we’re here at the cusp of the new year, I want to thank Jane for the tireless effort she and her colleagues have put in to help improve this country, at least back to above-average.  The 06 elections were a great start, and few if any who read this will understand Jane’s contribution, along with the rest of the blogosphere.

Yearly Kos is in Chicago, my home town, next year.  I told someone I was going and they compared it to a Star Trek Convention.  I said, “But these are all Trekkies who want their country to be better, and care enough to do something about it.  They’re changing the world.”

“I’m not very political,” she said.

I like her a lot.  And she makes me wonder, how bad do things need to get for people like this; smart, articulate, kind, compassionate, and lots of other good things, to care?

Update:  This cracked me up.  Lots of dignitaries may be there.  There will be no repeat of the Great Obama-Durbin fiasco of 2005.  If I get a chance, I’m bending an ear.

Forewarned is forearmed.

Here’s a nice little collection of what passes for conservative “thought” these days.  Funny, too, when one reads the responses.

And while I’m here, I should pass along Josh Marshall’s take on the Saddam execution, pretty universally regarded as the best yet.

This whole endeavor, from the very start, has been about taking tawdry, cheap acts and dressing them up in a papier-mache grandeur — phony victory celebrations, ersatz democratization, reconstruction headed up by toadies, con artists and grifters. And this is no different. Hanging Saddam is easy. It’s a job, for once, that these folks can actually see through to completion. So this execution, ironically and pathetically, becomes a stand-in for the failures, incompetence and general betrayal of country on every other front that President Bush has brought us.

Try to dress this up as an Iraqi trial and it doesn’t come close to cutting it — the Iraqis only take possession of him for the final act, sort of like the Church always left execution itself to the ‘secular arm’. Try pretending it’s a war crimes trialbut it’s just more of the pretend mumbojumbo that makes this out to be World War IX or whatever number it is they’re up to now.

The Iraq War has been many things, but for its prime promoters and cheerleaders and now-dwindling body of defenders, the war and all its ideological and literary trappings have always been an exercise in moral-historical dress-up for a crew of folks whose times aren’t grand enough to live up to their own self-regard and whose imaginations are great enough to make up the difference. This is just more play-acting.”

Siamese Twins

The Siamese are litter-mates and basically inseparable, even when they’re wailing on each other.

Comet, the little 10 week old starving kitten I pulled off the four-lane street when he finally panicked and froze, next to my car, is a little harder to catch on film, so here’s a group shot.


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