Friday The Thirteenth Has Forever Been Redefined WASHINGTON—Properly safeguarding the illusion of democracy is “job one” at Diebold, but nobody’s perfect. Our shadowy Overlords are occasionally exposed to the blinding light of reality when their computers hiccup, today revealing a McCain victory in November’s presidential election more than four months ahead of schedule. Not to worry. Television Networks, ever sensitive …
Snap! Screw the politicians! Elect corporations to run our government. Look at the bangin’ job they’re doin’ in Iraq.
A McCain spokesman recently accused Sen. Barack Obama of “launching … tired negative attacks” against Sen. McCain for simply pointing out McCain’s most recent gaffe, claiming he had “supported every investigation” into the causes of the Katrina response when in fact two of his votes were actually cast to prevent investigations. McCain campaign spokesman Brian Rogers: It doesn’t bode well …
Having a Bad Friday? Well. At least be grateful you don’t have to live in either one of these skulls.
NEW ORLEANS— John McCain stammered his way through one of his more memorable speeches ever Tuesday night, but unfortunately it was memorable for the number of speaking miscues off the teleprompter, not the content. It was memorable for the forced, creepy smiles at the end of sentences that didn’t warrant them. Even his repetitious blinking was unnerving. And with more …
Our friend Driftglass has a gaggle of fine people who comment over there, and in our continuing effort to get them over here, I occasionally take their pithy comments and share them here. Because good ideas need to be shared, that’s why. Okay. I have gardening to do, too. Tanbark said: Did Jane Hamsher post that at FDL, because she …
The Party Under The Bus Of course the Bus we’re talking about isn’t the “Straight-Talk Express,” AKA, “The Lobby-Knobby Express,” piloted by John McSame, the Greedy Old Party’s nominee for Commander-in-Chief of the World president of the United States. The bus we’re talking about, as well as all of Washington, is the Scott McClellan man-of-war, the Milquetoast Marauder— no, the …
