I’ll raise some hackles this fine morning, but if you speak the truth, have one foot in the stirrup. So here goes. Joe Biden may have looked like a jerk, an ignoramus and a garrulous, intoxicated blowhard; but he almost had to. It was his job to be obnoxious. It was a professional foul, and he succeeded in making The Romney/Ryan ticket shoot foul shots instead of tearing the rim off with an easy slam-dunk.
There was more positive news for Paul Ryan than I initially believed after I listened to the debate on the radio. I’ll get to Ryan’s positives later. Let’s start off with our friend™ VP Joe Bidenopolis.*, **
Actress Stacey Dash just dropped a bombshell. She has shocked the world. She has peed voluminously upon the pieties of the Tinseltown Apostates. She has audaciously and egregiously thought for herself, and endorsed Mitt Romney for President.
In Hollywood, they like their creativity vapidly unoriginal and their diversity homogenous. There must be blood. (Or at least a gaggle of idiots auto-beclowning on Twitter). Piers Morgan of CNN samples some of the idiots below.
After last night’s decisively one-sided debate, Mitt Romney looked like a winner. President Obama had the body language we would expect from one of the submissive characters in 50 Shades of Gray. So Celebrate, Celebrate Like Mad Men. Celebrate on November 7th. The day after we’ve actually, you know, won something. Having done everything I can short of treating The Hatch Act the way an Obama Appointee would, I attend to get drunk and hang from the freakin’ rafters – after the job is complete.
I didn’t sleep to well last night. I was just too gosh-darned happy. Barry Bonds on the juice couldn’t have whacked last night’s hung curveball any harder. But then again, I remember my beloved Deadskins having double-digit leads against The Rams and The Bucs respectively. I believe Romney is ahead as of last night – kind of early in the 3rd Quarter.
There is something to be said for honesty in politics*. They won’t be saying whatever it is about President Barack Obama – ever. As soon as then-Senator Barack Obama heard Kanye West’s commentary on what had happened to New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina, he saw a golden opportunity to race-bait and to demagogue. The Daily Caller has caught him saying to some Americans what he would never quite want to share with us all. Examine, if you will, his *feelings* towards the middle class. Particularly those who live in the evil suburbs.
As the epistemological failures of Climate Science become as large and as heavily burdensome as the Texas-sized growth of Antarctic Sea-Ice since 1979, the shrill histrionics of the Climate Scientologists who continue pushing for carbon regulation grow tinnier. Be very afraid, grants, Oops, I mean lives hang in the balance. If you fail to take action, you will die. It’s almost as if you had an alternative to eventually dying anyway.
Now listen carefully, class. The smart guy with the Piled-Higher-and-Deeper is here to condescend to the little guy. His name is Doctor Paul Ehrlich, and he’ll tell you how to vote this election so you don’t have to turn off the idiot box and ponder these things. His sage advice follows below.
The Cheerleaders cheer, the bandwagon trundles forward, the sea levels decline and !EVERYONE HAS AFFORDABLE HEALTHCARE! The GOP has no reason to continue on. The O has manfully penetrated 50% in three vital and critical and important and game-changing states! You can read about every pulsating, pounding punditgasm in this morning’s Business Insider!
Economist Paul Samuelson was once asked to explain how sin taxes worked. He offered up the following commentary.
“Sin Taxes” are so called because they are levied on those commodities, such as tobacco and alcohol, which are the objects of widespread disapproval. “Such taxes,” Paul Samuelson says, “are often tolerated because most people–including many cigarette smokers and moderate drinkers–feel that there is something vaguely immoral about tobacco and alcohol. They think these ”sin taxes“ stun two birds with one stone: the state gets revenue, and vice is made more expensive.”
This is absolutely what has not happened in New York since Mein Obama and Gropenfurher Bloomberg have decided they would levy exorbitant sin taxes on tobacco products in New York City. Newsday.com describes the destructively regressive nature of the sin taxes on tobacco below.
Seven out of ten is bad. Really bad. Outstandingly bad. When seven out of the ten richest counties in America are proximate to Washington, DC, this is a statistical harbinger of national decline. Our current president not only didn’t change Washington from the inside, he quickly concluded he had no particular reason to want to.
It was 1982, Leopoldo Galtieri was doing a horrendous job of running Argentina and hungry, disappointed people had begun to complain about it. Galtieri decided to initiate a war with Great Britain over the Falkland Islands to Rodeo-Clown the attention of the Argentinean public away from his own inability to govern. Onwar.com describes Galtieri’s motivations for adding to the sum total of human misery below.
In early 1982 the Argentine military junta led by Lieutenant General Leopoldo Galtieri gave up on long-running negotiations with Britain and instead launched an invasion of the islands. The decision to invade was chiefly political: the junta, which was being criticized for economic mismanagement and human rights abuses, believed that the “recovery” of the islands would unite Argentines behind the government in a patriotic fervour.
The plan, and Argentinean public opinion, both blew up in Galtieri’s face. He lost his war, was driven from power, and is remembered more for his appearance in the lyrics of an obscure Pink Floyd Song than for his impact on human history. However, that hasn’t stopped others from following in his benighted footsteps. As Redstate Front Page Contributor, Jeff Emanuel recently wrote, China and Japan are close to initiating violent unpleasantness over a bunch of Islands in the East China Sea.
Do you want an echo, or do you want a choice? Would you like to participate in an election that meant something other than an additional inconvenience as a part of your morning commute? These are rhetorical questions for my five or six constant readers. For those not already convinced this election offered a stark and compelling contrast, Mother Jones just hit the Easy Button for you with their incomplete but controversial videotape of Mitt Romney claiming that 47% of America was dependent upon government. This election just became a choice of existential gravity. A or ~A. America or Amerika.
America has yet another reason to grow tired of Barack Obama’s failed economic policies. On the same day he released a new campaign ad entitled “Tires,” Goodyear Tire and Rubber Incorporated seems to have cracked an axle. As the travails of President Obama’s failed government corporatism hit home, I read the following from The Gadsden Times. According to press reports, the plant in Danville, Va., | Read More »
We all know who could settle the current public school teacher strike in Chicago. Karen Lewis tells us the delegates could settle it by this Wednesday, provided they like the latest proposal from the Mayor. Mayor Emanuel tells us the strike is illegal and the Cook County Circuit Court could order the work stoppage unclogged with a flourish of the judicial pen. The parents of 350,000 children, who sit at home and in some cases unsupervised, thought they had elected Mayor Emanuel to deal with this sort of situation. Yet one man could make one or two phone calls and turn this whole thing off like a light. Unfortunately, that chair sits empty.
I’ve taken a deep breath since the Fed announcement of QE III and no longer care whether or not The Ben has a bumper sticker supporting Obama/Biden on the bumper of The Benmobile. I can’t stop the man, so the deeper question is one of whether he has improved my existence or made it worse. I disagree with many here and opine that QE III will make America a worse place in three respects. It will make us all more susceptible to moral hazard, it will make politicians less accountable, and it will fail in its stated objective of ever improving unemployment.
Boy! That was a knee-slapper. The REVERAND Jerry Falwell getting drunk and just a-wailin’ on his momma in the outhouse. Larry Flynt made him look sillier than Sheriff Ros-cooo P. Coltrane. It just doesn’t get any funnier than that.*
That was free speech, not libel. In Falwell v. Hustler Magazine the US Supreme Court told us all how funny and satirical a parody this truly was. French Wiseman Voltaire tells us that we are ruled by those we are not allowed to criticize. I guess we can all lighten up and not worry about the coming religious theocracy. I’m sure Hustler Magazine will be doing a similar parody involving The Prophet Muhammad next month. It worked so well for Salmon Rushdie.**
People seem perplexed as to how to get what they want from our president. They claim he is aloof, out of touch and too busy fundraising with Flo-Rida and “Pimp with a limp” to properly attend to their dearest desires. Fortunately for all five or six of my constant readers, I’ve discovered the key to getting whatever you want out of Barack Obama. You beat the man into submission when he is most vulnerable. If you are nice to him instead, you will be considered weak and urinated upon accordingly.