Archive for May, 2008

When someone who went to a place Obama sometimes also goes to makes a sarcastic, mocking joke about Hillary Clinton, he has to quit his church.

When Hillary Clinton herself makes a sarcastic, mocking joke about Obama, she’s just showing her hilarious sense of fun.

Also, I love how crybaby Harold Ickes is being all taking-my-ball-home/ Threatening McImpotenter while appearing to have spent the morning mowing someone’s lawn.

People in the movie: Look at us, see our horribleness? We are just awful! Hear us shriek and scream and be terrible!

People watching the movie: Oh, we are soooooo baaaad because we luuuuuurve this, even though we know it’s the worst thing ever.* Let’s go get a yogurt because we’re women!

*To be fair, this sack of shit did get a slightly higher good tomato rating, or whatever, than What Happens in Vegas, which is something of a shocker, because all things SatC are HPoTStMmEBLgfsDSGjs.

P.S. I hate everything.

all this damn eating and i haven’t shared a single morsel with you. how do you feel? hungry? enraged? indignant? well tough titties, my friends, you’re going to soldier through this.

i’ve been on a soup dumpling kick as of late, though these damn things are dangerous if you don’t learn to eat them properly. step one: lift one out of the bamboo steamer as gently as possible and gently place onto your soup spoon. take a very, very, gentle hesitant nibble unless you want to blind yourself or anyone within a five foot radius. we’re talking hot broth and pork, people! now, remember what your grandmother taught you about not slurping? well throw all that fucking manner out the window and make as much noise as you can, sucking out the broth and trying not to singe your tongue. when you reach the morsel of pork, eat that, and then savor the delicate layer of the wrapper, so gentle, so doughy yet so pliant. kind of like a real doll, but edible.

oh, the downside of these things is that they make you fart like the dickens so either go to a loud bar afterwards or just blame it on the cats. you know what i do? the old rodney dangerfield routine: “did somebody step on a duck?!”

That hormonal birth control isn’t available over-the-counter is beyond insane and infuriating.

I need permission from a third party before I can have sex without having a baby.

That, my friends, is so very many levels of fucked up.

That’s the 56th thing wrong with the new Indiana Jones.

(At least 50 of the other wrong things are related to aliens.)

Spoiler alert. Oops.

So I herd u liek American Apparel

Current TV is probably the best part of overpaying for digital cable, at this point.

At least, John Amato or one of his hirelings will ban you from comments. I can’t wait until Clinton finally drops out so certain blogs (C&L, TalkLeft, Digby) can join the rest of us in the effort to get the less-bad guys elected.

Here’s the OFFENSIVE OMG comment in question, from this post crying about how Bob Shrum won’t stand up for Hillary Clinton…or something:

But Shrum is right, it IS the math that shows that this race is over. Seriously, when are certain parties (Hi John!) going to accept that as reality? This bizarre little game of being SO mad at the media for making Hillary Clinton run a shitty campaign is getting tiresome. Digby, C&L, the Taylor Marsh crowd, all of y’alls need to realize that even if Matthews was on TV ever night calling Hillary a flaming cuntbag, it still wouldn’t change her voting record, her record of saying outlandishly right wing shit, her lack of appeal to young voters, or her overall (gender neutral) unpleasant demeanor.

John, I’m real sorry your candidate didn’t win so we could have Yet Another Corporate Presidency™, but it certainly isn’t Bob Shrum’s fault. For once.

Maybe it’s because I used THAT WORD in my hypothetical. Maybe it’s because John Amato has lost his shit. Who knows?

not a happy man

John Amato, founder of CrooksAndLiars.com

 

I’d like to steer you to this WSJ editorial confronting the ever-ignored problem of a massive American class-divide, from ‘06, written by Jim Webb, who I hope will be our new VP.

(Also he wrote “Rules of Engagement,” which is a movie I always think is that “sexy” one with Dawson in it, but it’s not, but that doesn’t make it any less weird, really.)

from now on I’m going to just link to this video any time a Clinton dead-ender tells me that both candidates are “basically the same”, or question how or why she lost



also I wish I could stop thinking/posting about politics

also, it’s all the media’s fault that she’s losing, f’real

LOL it thinks it's god