Weekend Endings and Fluffy Motes of Monotony

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cartoons, Election 2012, Humor, Mitt Romney, satire, Sports

You all remember the story about the Romney dog right? Seamus was crated on top of the car and given the ride of a lifetime. The poor thing in utter terror, threw up all over his crate.

Now, I was reminded that some aggressive journalist was not the source of this story. Nay. It was Romney himself, written about in his book to show that he is a common man, not above cleaning up after the dog. No recognition that the dog was scared witless of course, that would be beneath his compassion level.

Well it’s the same for us. No compassion, just stern “tough love” is all he’s got in store for us. Well, we aren’t buying it.

It’s kind of axiomatic that when you are really losing badly, you attack the people who are telling you are losing.

Such is the state of the Rut-Ro twins campaign. All the polls save Rasmussen which can sometimes be as much as 30 points off the truth, put Obama clearly ahead. Almost all have it outside the margin of error as well.

Even Foxy has reported Obama in the lead, obviously before it was informed that it was not to report such stuff, because the official right-wiggy meme now is that the pollsters are collaboratively skewing the polls in favor of Obama for reasons known only to Zeus and Poseidon, and leaked by mistake to Hera while she was cleaning the bathroom.

So, the GOP plans on holding a victory party after the election before they set up their shadow government in the Cayman’s.

If you are polling challenged, then perhaps a simple game of tic-tac-toe will help to clarify the state of the election.

Now if this is still too complicated, let me say this.

Romoney (not a spelling error) has the following chance of winning:

• When you 1 tsp of water over hot coals for three miles while skipping.
• When dinosaurs show up to butler your next dinner party.
• When the Minnesota Vikings don’t choke in a big game.
• When women want to marry polygamously a half-dozen men at a time because men are such good listeners.
• When fat is the new “in”.
• When clocks run backwards and the new sport is race-crawling.

Enough?  ‘Nuff said.

To be fair, it’s not all his fault.

To be fair, it’s the fault of OhMittensYouSilly.

That is Willard’s alter ego.

He’s the nice one.

You’ve never met him.

But he secretly knows that Willard won’t be happy as President.

There is no crown for the job, and Willard definitely wants a crown. He wants to clink crowns with the Queen of England. Before they sip tea with their pinkies sticking forth. He dreams of it every night. Ann says he often cries out at night, “Oh Elizabeth, you naughty girl you!”

It’s sad.

But then again, Romoney has had some help.

The GOP decided that it was best for the country if they tried their very best to keep the country down in the dirt. Not because they didn’t care about America, but because they really did.

See, it’s like this. Sometimes your medicine tastes really bad, but it does really good stuff for ya. Saying NO is the bad taste, but it will prove so beneficial once the GOP is back in the saddle. Trust them. They know not what they are doing, but they do it with élan.

Elan is a 1%’er word and means “doing with strong eagerness.” Sort of like how a puppy kisses ya. Just steel yourself against the bad breath and that  it still goes potty when it has to regardless of where it is.

I gots this feeling that the 47% thingie will end of being more memorable than the 99% thingie.

They are really a lot alike of course.

I wonder if Romney has ever seen the inside of an E.R. Maybe when taking Ann to birth them babies. But then again, perhaps the driver escorted her in while Willard went up to the suite.

Birthing is messy.

I don’t think Willard likes messy.

Willard strikes me as the kind of man who washes his hands and washes his pee pee after sex. Don’t you think?

But of course, all that election business pales when it comes to what’s really important.

The real refs are back!

Not that I care much about football any more.

I always get that way when I learn that a “sport” ends of being a real danger to the people who play it.

All these guys risking their brains.

For a brainless game of brawn.

How come rugby players don’t get all the injuries? Am I missing something?

Okay God, Give Me the Ratio Will Ya?

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GOP, John Bolton, Libya, Mitt Romney, morality, polls, religious right, teabaggers, Todd Akin

What’s wrong with the type of men that Willard “The Stench” hangs with, is that they are experts at “locker room” talk when nobody is around. You know what I mean. They are the one’s who are so politically correct in public, except when they let it slip that they are quite different with the “boys.”

You can almost hear the snickering about the “masses” that goes on in the country club over lunch as they compare the latest vacation spot in Europe and prattle about the newest investment scheme to “harvest” some profits at low risk.

John Bolton is one of the “boys” to be sure, and a snarly nasty example of neo-con war hawking manliness. You can almost hear the laughter that permeates his macho speech. These are the anti-women, anti-gay, anti-minority men who surround Willard and give him his economic and foreign policy policies. Today Bolton called the President’s Libyan policy as “limp-wristed.” How nice of him to insult a whole segment of America unnecessarily, all to make his point that the President doesn’t live in the bomb- first league with him.

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A Manhattan storage company is having some fun with advertising boards. Apparently he’s been at it for some time.

The one about Michele “crazy eyes”  Bachmann is the best. We hear that MB is having herself some time in her re-election campaign. We can only hope that the people of Minnesota have finally come to their senses and discovered that she is insane.

But we doubt it.

We do hope though. Hope springs eternal among people my age.

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What’s going on in Republican circles these days? I mean once you ignore the silliness of Krauthammer, Dick Morris, Hannity, and the usual bilge dumpers. The question is “who decided to nominate this guy?” Yep the blame game is already starting up and it promises to be a doozy, once the election is finished and Willard starts ejaculating into the conversation how it wasn’t his fault. Hint: just remember what the other choices were (Huntsman excepted).

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Every day, if you read enough stuff in the old Google reader, you come upon the stupidest jerk on the planet, for the day. Each day, a new one. I can only figure that God has some formula for stupid. As a joke factor he slides us an idiot to keep the game interesting. Just what is the ratio?

Today the idiot meter went off and nearly woke up the house when I found out that there is a guy who is a mayor in Maine who has a lot of Somalian immigrants. Now said idiot says they have to stop living their own culture, and must leave it at the door, and adopt ours. Whatever that means.

His name is Bob McDonald and he ei-ei-ohed off some farm where he was probably sleeping with the pigs (as in sleeping, not that other thing–you potty brain!). Anyway, he is just another one of your colorful clowns who has managed to somehow pull the wool over his community who confoundedly elected him. My dog is smarter.

McDonald is a Republican. He ran against a dead guy. He only managed to win by 7 votes. Sigh. I’m signing up for the first interplanetary shuttle to NewStar when the begin the immigration. I sure hope I don’t have to leave my culture at the door.

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Nate Silver says that the convention bump of Obama did stall as predicted. But when you make God happy, good things happen! The infamous 47% story has got it moving upward again. Or, as we say, gee Mitt, you DID build that!

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This is why the Religious Right falls on deaf ears among rational people: Case in point. One pastor of a mega church in Indiana, Pastor Jack Schapp, has just pled guilty to having a sexual affair with a teen girl. The pastor had been counseling the girl, and was the author of a book for teen girls and dating. His advice? Keep your weight own. It’s not that there aren’t bad people in and out of religion, but it’s always the vocal “moralists” who are doing the most immoral things. They give all believers such a bad name. It’s a shame. They need to shut the pie hole.

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A close runner-up for idiot of the day is our favorite Todd Akin, remember the dude and his “legitimate rape” claims? Well Todd is one stupid man. After debating Senator Claire McCaskill, he called her “not at all ladylike like she was in 20o6.” Todd, shut your pie hole.

Once upon a time, Akin was supposed to finish off the Democrats and turn the Senate into a GOP love land. Well, that is not likely to happen now, and where once (was it so short a time ago?) the GOP was vilifying Akin for his anti-woman remarks, now they are sending him money again, because you know when it comes down to it, women take second place to the chance to get that seat.

There are no principles in the GOP any more are there?

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And The Beat Just Beats On

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campaign, Catholic voting, Election 2012, losing and the aftermath, Mitt Romney, monied interests, polling, Rasmussen, voting

 

 

The biggest problem with being a conspicuous, notorious and pathological liar is that it’s hard to keep them all straight. Yesterday was a case in point.

Romney was speakin’ to his peeps about the usual crap, when he says that, “while Obama has not raised taxes on the middle class so far, he will if he’s re-elected.”

Ryan, winces and then attempts to cover that up. Portman just looks bored out of his skull, not listening at all apparently.

The fact is Romney is correct in the first part. The President has not raised taxes on the middle class during his term. In fact he has lowered taxes on the middle class. But that has never been the GOP meme. They have consistently lied that he has. And Romney of course forgot that the LIE was the GOP TRUTH, and got mixed up and actually, by mistake told the truth.

Such is life when you’re losing.

So now of course, it’s all the polls fault. When nothing else works, blame it on pollsters who as we all know, are simply lying cheating bastards intend on screwing Republicans. Except that of course, they aren’t. Some are skewed for one side or the other of course. PPP is reliably left leaning and Rasmussen is absurdly GOP, to the point that few people pay any attention to their “predictions” which are more akin to wishes. Nate Silver however, is almost scary right most of the time. And the CBS, Washington Post, ABC are pretty close to the mark most of the time. Gallup is leaning right a bit. Fox is closer to Rasmussen. But even Gallup and Fox are in the +Obama land. Soooo, it ‘s just a way to lie about what they can’t get away from.

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In case ya didn’t hear, a GOP operative in Iowa said that if Ryan wanted a political career after this debacle, he would have to get the Romney stench off of him. Now this went viral from a presumed satirical piece from Politico which had Paulie referring to Romney as “Stench” and that Romney’s people refer to Ryan as “Gilligan”. Who knows the truth, but I kinda like the name Stench, don’t you? I know I curl up my nose when ever I see the man these days. He’s distasteful and a bit smelly. He doesn’t have the smell of fresh air, but of a cesspool with his questionable ethics of campaigning.

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Just a thought: Somebody needs to tabulate just how much taxpayer money has been expended in states across the land to (1) suppress the vote, especially in purging non-existent fraudulent voters, and (2) nefarious attempts to put roadblocks in the way of women exercising their human right to contraceptive care and abortion. I bet it would be an eye-opener. So much for the GOP pledge of “jobs, jobs, jobs.

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There is a cartoon around about Rush Limbaugh. It’s been around a while. It shows him with an gi-normous belly and a tiny tiny tiny (I mean really tiny) wiener. Such cartoons are well beneath me to publish again of course. But I do sympathize, as all women would of course. Read Campaign Indecision’s take on the matter. Hey a laugh is good on Thursday.

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Meanwhile, conservative Matt Barber tries to keep a stiff upper lip, by claiming that media remarks that Romney isn’t pulling in the crowds is a media lie. Well.

Problem is, the rally in the photograph, is an Obama rally from 2008. Oops.

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Since I sit in the pew every Sunday, and I go to a fairly conservative Catholic church (there ain’t no other in Las Cruces), I am subjected to the “Catholic speech” on our “threatened” religious freedom, the yack-yack of the protection of life from conception, and all the rest of the much ballyhooed “Catholic” morality stuff.

Thus it amuses me greatly that the polls continue to indicate that the vast majority of Catholics in this country continue to do just as they please regarding social issues. Pew Research shows that 54% of them favor the President, and only 39% for Romney. It appears that Ryan, who is a Catholic, has had no appreciable effect on boosting Romney’s numbers.

One has to wonder how many decades (centuries?) it will take before the Catholic hierarchy once again bears any resemblance to the flock it tends. We in the progressive end of the Church join with the nuns across the country and pray that the Holy Spirit might find a way to enter into the iron-clad facade the Vatican has erected to keep out common sense.

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The story of this election may well be that of the super-pacs and their relatively lackluster performance in guaranteeing victory for their side. Frank Rich has a good article on the dilemma faced by the Right. They have poured in millions and have very little to show for it. And he chats about Ryan and Willard’s taxes. Always fun.

Well enough of all that. I’m water-logged from swimming and have dinner to prepare. Ain’t life grand?

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It’s Funny How That Happens

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editorial, Election 2012, Mitt Romney, why the campaign fails

There is a cynicism in Mitt, born of his station. Which can be considered surprising, because well, it’s not indicative of the wealthy necessarily. The Bushes are wealthy, yet one can readily see oneself sitting down to dinner with them and having a relaxed good time (politics aside of course). One could always say the same about the Kennedy’s who intuitively understood the poor and average Joe.

Both of the latter were raised in a mansions, went to prep schools and elite universities, yet managed to “relate”.  But for all that, Mitt is unable to relate in any way to the average person. They, we, are simply foreign objects of his largess or leadership. We are “those people” who live in “apartments” and can go to emergency wards.

Those close to him, say he is genuinely puzzled that people are concerned about his constant changing of position on literally every issue. It’s become a game of sorts, for pundits to be first to uncover the “flop” from the new flip, clip. He was sure that “they” don’t care about principles, so his change of opinion would go either unnoticed or certainly be met with unconcern.

For to Mitt, “they” are too dull to realize that his tax plan would ultimately benefit “them” (if you believed his crock of crap), because they have it too easy being on the government take. We can’t be “reached” with his sophisticated explanation of tax plans, so there is no reason to bother. Moreover, we, who are damned lucky to be able to walk and talk at the same time, don’t care about specifics, generalities is all that we are capable of absorbing.

In the best demagogic fashion, he believes that you merely give them phrases of what they want to hear. He really believed he could put Paul Ryan on the ticket to gin up the extreme right all the while simply saying that “we want to save Medicare” and “we” would be soothed.

Much of Mitt’s campaign strategy is based on the simple axiom of the elitism he embodies: They are rabble, and like the Roman plebs will go along as long as you give them bread and some entertainment. It is as fundamental as Michele Bachmann winning a meaningless straw poll in Iowa last year by providing more food and entertainment at her tent. It bespeaks that same cynicism.

But one can say that to a degree, most politicians are cynics. Every campaign stop must to some degree be an exercise in “throwing some red meat” to the masses. The trouble is, Mitt’s ego gets all wrapped up in all this, and that’s where he goes wrong.

Yesterday Mitt and Paul were campaigning together in Ohio, a state they are losing badly in, and one that is nearly essential to their electoral success. Mitt has the microphone and is introducing Paul–“What a guy!, Paul Ryan.” he grins. The problem is, the crowd starts chanting, “Ryan, Ryan, Ryan.”  Mitt cannot let this be. He shouts, “hold on a minute!–Romney, Ryan, Romney, Ryan, there now you got it.”

This same kind of thing happened to McCain in 2008. Crazy Sarah was clearly the draw, and the reason behind the increasingly large crowds. No doubt it stuck in the craw of John, but a vote is a vote, and he meekly stepped aside as the crowd went wild for his running mate.

In a nutshell, Mitt identified the problem. It’s all about him. It’s not about us and our needs nor the needs of the country. It’s about him. That is why he is all things to all people, cynically assured that it won’t matter that he is for this in front of group A and then against it in front of group B.

But what Mitt doesn’t get surely, is that while the American electorate en mass may indeed be fairly lacking in political knowledge, (and that is certainly well documented), they have the same abilities as everyone else when it comes to judging whether someone is authentic and therefore can be trusted to mean what they say.

It’s all well and good to tell people what they want to hear, but in the end those people have to at minimum believe that you will produce what you promise, or at least try. The trouble is, people don’t trust Mitt at all on this point. They see him as believing in virtually nothing at all, or if he does believe in something, they are damned if they know what it is. He may or he may not do what they expect.

The group he has tried so hard to smooze, the extreme right, he may well caused to stay at home this election. For as much as he has proclaimed that he is a severe conservative, they are rightly not buying it at all. He’s only saying he is to get their vote. They still don’t trust that he will produce all the crazy things they want done. That may be good for us, but then again, who knows. If it seems politically right, from his personal point of view, he might do those things. It’s just impossible to know.

For him, the sad thing is that he didn’t have the savvy to hire the team that could have explained these things to him. Given his ratified existence, somebody had to. Nobody has. So the campaign careens toward the cliff. Let us only hope that it is too far gone to resurrect itself. For who knows how he might govern?

Do you have any idea? I sure don’t.

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What Is There Left to Say?

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Diego the wonder Dog, life in the meadow, New Mexico

Today is Tuesday, you know what that means? We’re going to have a special, special guest, so take out the carpet,sweep the place clean,  strike up the band,  and give out with a hip hurray, cuz Tuesday is guest star day.

Oh, don’t mind me, just channeling my childhood which is way way beyond some of you. Anyway, that was the Tuesday theme for the Mickey Mouse Club, with Cubby and Annette and so forth and so on.

Life, define it in a non-biological way if you may be so kind.

Diego has walked his desert, I have cleaned the kitchen (and proceeded to dirty it back up immediately with a huge pot of chicken/andouille sausage gumbo simmering away).  I cleaned the bathrooms too, but never thought about cooking in those. That would be just wrong and would be a good indication that I’m in the early stages of Alzheimer’s.

I’ve just had a moment to sit down and am thinking about thinking about something more important than cheddar/jalapeño biscuits to accompany the gumbo.

We ate at a fabulous restaurant (read hole-in-the-wall) joint yesterday. It’s the type of place where you stand at the counter and order your food, and then return when they “call your number.” It was some great enchiladas I tell ya. We have become more affectionate toward the green sauce than the red, which says something I guess, although I know not what,  and we are okay with the heat most of the time. I am never without a Hatch chile or some jalapeños in my fridge. We have two ristras hanging outside that are mostly dried.

I tend to throw chiles in most everything. They are great with hotdogs and hamburgers, in fact the green chile hamburger is pretty basic here. There are even green chile egg rolls. It’s funny how quickly you adapt to the local cuisine, if indeed you have one.

Diego has settled in as a member of the family. He’s a sneaky snake. He has taken over the library as “his room” and all his toys are scattered across the carpet. When I cleaned the room yesterday, I picked them all up, along with assorted papers he had torn up into bits for my enjoyment, and placed them in his bed.

In a fit of pique, he carted all his toys outside and laid with them, in a serious grump. Before the day was out, everything was back in his room, except for his hedgehog (all are now absent stuffing, because he plans to be a surgeon when he grows up and therefore opens them all up and extracts their innards.), which I found in the middle of the bed. The bed, which he is NOT supposed to get up on.

Which is funny, since he has trouble negotiating the bare floors and jumping off the bed, means that he splays out on the floor when he hits it.

The Contrarian is building some tables for the bedroom. They are both going to be inlaid with ceramic tiling. He’s become quite good actually. He has made four footstools of varying quality, the last two being really nice. Those are in the library. He has made a beautiful wood tray for the dining room table, a laundry cart which substitutes (by an ingenious method) as a grocery cart to move groceries from the garage to the kitchen. The most useful tool is my new cleaning cart which has hooks and boxes and all kinds of gizmos which hold my floor mop, broom, dustpan, all my cleaning products, rags, duster, and my mini-vac.

I can be heard roaming from room to room, singing “bring out your dead, bring out your dead,” which somehow seems apropos from a Monty Python movie.

Which brings to moving.

Having reconnected with a few of my high school mates, I guess I’m surprised at how many of them live in the same basic location that they grew up in. I find that odd. Perhaps I’m odd. I’ve lived in four states. Many of my teen mates have moved to other locations within Michigan, but a rather shocking number still live in Flint or the within the county at least. One even went back and taught 30 years at the same high school!

But then my father never moved when he retired. Which I also found odd.

I don’t think I’d be happy having lived only one place my entire life.

I don’t exactly know what I’d be unhappy about, but I feel that I would have been.

It’s hard to make assessments about people in general if you’ve never experienced people in other locations. Don’t you think?

Everything in this house beeps at you. It’s maddening, and insulting in a strange sort of way, like I’m not a grown up, and need to be reminded.

When the microwave is finished, it beeps. And if you don’t open the door (don’t have to take anything out, mind you (bloody stupid machine!), it will beep again. And again. I haven’t had the time or patience to find out how many times it will do that.

My washer sings to me when it’s done. It plays a song. So does my dryer. It beeps at me when it’s done and tells me I should hurry up and get the clothes out. When I finally do, it plays me a whole song–of beeps. It’s annoying.

My phone sings to me, and so does the Contrarian’s. It sings when someone calls, but it also sings when it’s downloading some crap I don’t care about, like updates to my ziplist or because twitter has 72 new tweets I just gotta know about.

I need some peace and quiet.

Shhhh.

Oh and Diego poops too much. I gotta go pick up poo again.

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I Bet Todd Went Fishing

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Election 2012, Entertainment, judiciary, Mitt Romney, Movies, Sarah Palin, teabaggers

 

 

Dat man and the kids have gone camping some place where the crazy lady don’t know. He knew better than to be around when Sistah Sarah learned that the TV movie, Game Changer did pretty darn well at the Emmys last night.

Oh she was no doubt throwing things, maybe so far that they landed in Russia. Who knows. The lamestream media skewered her once again, reminding America that she was such a ditz-douche, and played a good share in the reason why the old warrior and war-mongering senile mean guy, John S. McCain was not destined to occupy the White House.

I would have liked to have witnessed her ire when Julianna Moore won as best actress. Ms. Moore, laughed and thanked everyone for the validation because as she reported, Ms. Palin had given her performance a “thumbs down.”

But actually she might be secretly pleased, since she loves to play the poor victim, which can be witnessed almost any time she is on Foxy Noise, which I’m guessin’ won’t be too much longer since nobody gives a flying FuManchu what she has to say about nuttin.’ Ahh, fame, thy life can be brief.

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I don’t know if you watched the Great Wonder Willard on 60 Minutes last night or not. But Wiggly Willard actually said that the vast numbers of uninsured under his “non-health care plan” could go to the emergency rooms for treatment. He smiled when he said it. Next question?

Sarah Kliff, writing on Ezra Klein’s blog, Wonk Blog,  points out the fallacy of that stupid answer.

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We keep bringing this up because latest numbers suggest that as many as 10 million people could be prevented from voting across the nation. There are number of brilliant reports on it, and you can find them all listed again at Ezra Klein’s blog. And he has a list of other good reads for the day as well, so go take a scroll down the page!

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Having been on the inside, I know something about the justice system in this country. I know it is filled with unfairness and the rich do better than the poor for sure. I know all about extraordinary judges and incompetent idiots who have all the talent required to affix a widget with a screwdriver and little more. I KNOW there is incompetence, fraud, and a whole lot of cutting of corners to get it done.

That said, NO democracy is gonna be worth a hill of beans if the population at large doesn’t basically accept the judiciary as the final arbiter of LEGAL. You may disagree with a decision, you may think a number of the judges are akin to hyenas. But you accept that whatever is the decision, it was reached because the judge in question REALLY believes that the law should be what he/she says. In other words, their decisions have finality and certitude. They have VALIDITY.

This is now under assault my friends. It started in a big way in Iowa when the Supreme Court there unanimously held that the state had presented absolutely no evidence that validated their decision to refuse same-sex marriage. The Constitution, both state and local, provides that all persons be given due process of law and equal protection of the law. Iowa, could not produce the most anything to justify treating the gay community differently.

Whereupon they struck down the law, and the crazy began. A group set about to make sure that those justices who were up for re-election were defeated. In that they succeeded. I’m told that the move to take out the next three this year, is not doing as well, and perhaps they will fail.

However, there is talk that the Tea Party in Pennsylvania, and the GOP in Florida, plan to attack running Justices of their respective courts for not going along with the GOP desire to prevent as many people from voting as possible.

Worse, it seems that when we await a decision from some court on some important issue, we soon learn which justices are
“Democrats” and which “Republicans”. We are frighteningly, now contemplating that most tough cases are coming down to whether the judge is a Democrat or Republican. We are clearly already there for the most part when it comes to the SCOTUS.

Once the electorate concludes that decisions are not made based on judicial philosophy and law, but merely based on party affiliation, then the rule of law is dead. Witness Rand Paul’s remarks about the AHCA decision by SCOTUS, that it was basically just the “opinion” of a few people.

This issue could prove to be a huge threat to democracy. At least as I see it.

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Finally John Cassidy, over at the New Yorker, asks and answers the question, “Why is Romney Such a Loser?”

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Elegantly Said

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47%, cartoons, Election 2012, Humor, Romney, satire

 

 

Willard held a press conference, but only to make an announcement.

Pity. It would have been such fun to ask: “okay, so elegantly now describe what you were intending to mean when you said that 47% of the American people were never going to take responsibility for their lives.”

You know he wouldn’t have answered the question, because he learned in Karl Rove “Politics 101” to deflect, ignore, and obfuscate any question that would be embarrassing to answer.

Hint: all questions of any substance are embarrassing for Willard to answer.

According to Herm Cain, we can infer that Willard has no “depth” of understanding on anything other than the depth of his bank accounts in the Cayman Islands.

All of which has come to mean, that everyone, including the ranking members of the “Chattering Class” (so-called by ever-lovin’ stand-by-your-man-Ann Romney) have enjoyed the week taking pot shots at pin the tail on the donkey. The donkey is Willard.

It’s not like he’s not familiar with a horse’s ass after all.

His wife owns at least one. And I guess he makes two.

I wonder what Willard plans to do after November?

Perhaps he can go to Switzerland and run naked through a room full of his money. You know the stuff he doesn’t pay taxes on because unlike the 47% who don’t pay taxes, the 1% REALLY don’t pay taxes. It’s no tax taken to a “whole, ‘nother level.”

Meanwhile, Willard has not been doing a lot of campaigning.

It’s because he’s become addicted to puzzles.

I’m not sure that there is a solution to his puzzle however.

All the polling seems to suggest that his “path to the White House” is becoming too narrow for even the best tightrope walker to try.

And it seems that no election is local this year. The loudest refrain heard across the land by Republicans running for office this year, is “Romney? I never knew the man.”

Paulie just scratches his head, and wishes Ayn was still alive to counsel with. She would know what to do with all this collectivist shit.

The House of Lies.

The campaign of lies.

The year of lies.

The GOP has lived by the lie, and it seems now to be dying by the lie.

Karl Rove is a genius they say.

I think it’s more like he by fluke, got very lucky in 2000.

See, people didn’t understand that lying stuff. Now they do. They now ASSUME it’s a lie. Karma is like that Karlie the Dough boy. It comes back to roar in your face like the most distasteful and foul-smelling dragons. Do you like the breath of the dragon Karl? It’s withering Willard and Paulie. Spin that on Foxy Karl.

Though shall not speak up on foreign policy in the midst of a crisis.

It’s the seldom stated 13th commandment.

Though shall not speak up on foreign policy in the midst of a crisis without all the facts.

That’s the 14th commandment.

Though shall not speak up on foreign policy in the midst of a crisis and say nasty things about the Commander-in-chief, especially when you are in violation of the 14th commandment.

It’s called a Mittfire.

Which all led to redistribution.

Willard continues to think that only the 1% know words longer than eight letters.

So he thought he could make up this drama about Obama being a socialist again.

Except that everyone knows that we have been redistributing wealth in this country since the revolution. How does Willard think the roads were built in this country? How do you think that that John Adams got from Boston to Philadelphia?

It was taxing the landowners Willard, and using that to benefit EVERYBODY by building a ROAD. Dumb Willard. And do put on clothes. You are not getting a vote that way either!

I wonder what Willard thinks we are made of?

I think he thinks we want to be him. Ann whispers in his ear all night, “they are just jealous honey, because you are so successful. They know they can never be like you, because they don’t have the drive and brains, so they want to see you laid low.”

I bet that’s what she says.

She’s rather bitter don’t you think?

I mean did she just want to ride in a bitter private jet?

But really, I can’t imagine wanting to be like Willard. His life seems rather boring and dull. Being rich and stupid is highly overrated.

 

Take your pick.

He’s been all of these and more.

Do you think he is like this at home?

He likes pancakes one week, and hates them the next?

He likes Downton Abbey one week, and hates it the next?

He likes one of his boys better than the other, and then another the next?

Is the whole family in a secret therapy session being filmed for an episode of Jersey Shore? Has Snookie lost weight. (confession: never watched even one episode. It’s like wrestling–not the sane of mind.)

Well, do the best you can to have a good weekend. I may Crab Rangoon and Pork Egg Rolls this morning. They’re freezing up in the freezer now. Aren’t you even a tiny bit impressed?

 

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