Oh Abrams, you lovable scamp. Just when you start acting like your usual “IT’S A HORSE RACE” self, someone says something so outlandish that you have to call bullshit.
P.S. please keep putting this Brad guy on, he’s a hoot.
A True Story of Courage
Oh Abrams, you lovable scamp. Just when you start acting like your usual “IT’S A HORSE RACE” self, someone says something so outlandish that you have to call bullshit.
P.S. please keep putting this Brad guy on, he’s a hoot.
“While you’re discussing ‘message control’, people are eating ketchup soup.”
Yeah, I get accused of having some manner of bro-ner for Taibbi, but this piece is pretty hard-hitting. One has to wonder how long the corporate media can continue pretending things are “just a little rough” before people start sabotaging location shoots and the like.
If anyone can recommend other writers in this same vein, I’m open to suggestions. Here I’m assuming, of course, that anyone reads any of this.
Markos Moulitas and Harold Ford at Netroots Nation
Worth seeing Harold Ford outside of an environment where he’s considered the wacky hippie liberal moonunit
(panel actually starts at around 25:00, looks like they just ripped the stream without editing it)
And makes war approval act suggestions, apparently.

Plus I forgot how much Jim Baker sounds like he should be fixin’ him some vittles long ’bout now.

Spider-Man seen fleeing the scene.
Alternate joke: Hitchens was quoted as saying “you promised it would be vodka”.
Okay, so Nader’s being a real racist doofus, Obama’s totally trying to make it with the Bible, Chris Dodd got sweatheart loans from Countrywide, Jim Webb is hot for off-shore drilling, Lieberman is totally convinced that he’ll at least get to speak at the RNC if not get to run for VP, Hillary’s taking a nap somewhere or something, and nobody fucking cares that Charlie Black is the goddamned devil.
Oh well, I guess, oh well.
Rather, I feel like I should be able to sue my public school system for allowing my slackass to graduate despite never taking physics, chemistry, or geometry.
I should be able to sue for $300+ million, to be vaguely precise. You know, the prize money the inventor of John McCain’s magic electric car battery will win. And clearly, had I taken high school level physics, chemistry and geometry, I would be that inventor. Because, you see, I am really good at inventing stuff, except for the part where I don’t know what the fuck I am talking about at any given point. (Plus all my ideas center around magnets, which are far less powerful than your space pen that balances on its point may have led you to believe.)
(Also, this is really interesting. GM is rehiring EV-1 people to work on the Volt, the battery-driven “hybrid” car. If you haven’t seen Who Killed The Electric Car, you really, really should. It’s important. Though Atlantic Monthly is a fucking liar in this piece: “GM’s EV1, an all-electric technological masterpiece that had done so poorly commercially that GM wound up crushing the cars amid a hail of public condemnation.” That line is a goddamned fucking lie. GM crushed the car from concept on, and purposefully failed it commercially, and literally crushed the cars despite laundry lists of people who would pay through the nose for one of those beautiful space-cars. This doesn’t mean I’m not excited on a few levels for the Volt.)
So, I totally watched the first 5 episodes of HBO’s new miniseries, Generation Kill, based on embedded Rolling Stone journalist Evan Wright’s book of the same name. Why is this even worth mentioning? After all, I watch a lot of tv shows (90% of them are news, 10% of them are people thinking they can dance) so who even cares?
I accidentally listened to Idiot Laura Ingraham’s show yesterday (bc Mainers couldn’t possibly fund either Pacifica *or* NPR to have actual content at 11 am) and caught a bit where her stand-in Monica Crowley was raving about the awesome forced-labor factory summer camps that we should send our little Jaydens and Cadens and Brodies to, because Barack”chief metrosexual” Obama doesn’t care about manufacturing jobs, or some bullshit. And that kids never go outside or do anything and don’t know how to use their hands. Somehow, this isn’t their parents’ fault, but the fault of liberals, of course.
Then some woman called in, in tears mind you, to thank whoever the idiot woman hosting Monica Crowley for bringing this miracle to her son’s life. She was crying because she was so happy and thankful to have a horrible child-slave sweatshop to send her fat little buzzcut-sporting kid. (All neocons have fat kids with buzzcuts and retarded names, btw. ALL of them.)
THEN some grizzled old fart calls in to share this nugget:
“WE CAN THANK THE SOFTNESS OF OUR KIDS ON THE 40 YEARS OF PEACETIME WE’VE HAD.”
Yeah, it was that we didn’t have any awesome wars to fight, why America’s kids are such fucking jerks. I’m sure it has nothing to do with the fact that, for the past 40 years, families can no longer afford for one parent to stay home and raise their own goddamned kids, so they feel so guilty when they come home from their 40+ hours away that they spoil the shit out of them. Obviously people could either plan better (hey, don’t have things you can’t afford, and that includes pets and babies!) or parent better (Baby Einstein makes your kid sit still because it’s ruining his brain, dipshit. Hold him and read to him, god.)
But we cannot absolve the American government, and we can never absolve the American rich. For they are the ones who have purposefully created an economic culture that prohibits middle, working, and lower class families from succeeding and thriving. They are the beneficiaries of torn, overworked, estranged and broken families, and even though we may love to scoff at the idiots who really have no business having children, they are simply behaving as they’ve been conditioned to, and they really deserve our (the collective thinking progressives) pity and aid, not our scorn.