The National Review’s Victor Davis Hanson cult of victimization! Everybody’s to blame but us, right Victor? Pansy. Shit, he’s no better than Rusty Yates.

protein wisdom predicts the Oscars®!* Best Picture: Gandhi Best Actress: Sissy Spacek, Coal Miner’s Daughter Best Actor: Gene Hackman, The French Connection Best Supporting Actress: Marisa Tomei, My Cousin Vinny Best Supporting Actor: Christopher Walken, The Deer Hunter Best Director [pick ’em]: Martin Scorsese, Raging Bull or Larry Cohen, It’s Alive Bet the farm. *Well, we haven’t seen enough of this year’s nominated films or performances to make informed predictions.

Off to watch the Maryland game. Will the Terps disappoint me for a twentieth straight year? More than likely, yes. But hey — I’ve got Barbecue-flavored pork rinds! [update: Maryland pushes on! Alas, thanks to those pork rinds, my colon might not..!]

[The Arab Street responds: “This is unacceptable! To depict freedom fighters and Islamic purists as villains is unconscionable! We are not to blame for death and destruction. It is you who is responsible: A Jew! Our esteemed academics have proven it so! It was you, after all, who attacked the Towers with the aid of Mossad — otherwise, why did not thousands of your kind show up for work at

[The Arab Street responds: “This is unacceptable! To depict freedom fighters and Islamic purists as villains is unconscionable! We are not to blame for death and destruction. It is you who is responsible: A Jew! Our esteemed academics have proven it so! It was you, after all, who attacked the Towers with the aid of Mossad — otherwise, why did not thousands of your kind show up for work at

Goin’ on my fourth Sapphire martini, y’all (the olives are habenero pepper-stuffed — de-lish!), and Steely Dan’s on the jukebox, doin’ “My Old School.” Next up? Alison Krauss, maybe. Or some old Styx. Anybody remember the song “Boat on the River” from the Cornerstone album? Tommy Shaw on lead vocals… Ah, yessssssss. G’night, folks… [update: …ooh, Gerry Rafferty…]

Goin’ on my fourth Sapphire martini, y’all (the olives are habenero pepper-stuffed — de-lish!), and Steely Dan’s on the jukebox, doin’ “My Old School.” Next up? Alison Krauss, maybe. Or some old Styx. Anybody remember the song “Boat on the River” from the Cornerstone album? Tommy Shaw on lead vocals… Ah, yessssssss. G’night, folks… [update: …ooh, Gerry Rafferty…]

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I had no idea Transterrestrial’s Rand Simberg was from Flint, Michigan. Nor that confirmed pastry glutton and cheesefry connoisseur Michael Moore was not. Well, ‘t seems Rand wants his hometown back. Here’s a sample of Rand’s Moore-ish rebuffery*: questioning the assertion made on Moore’s fansite that ol’ Lumpypants “worked several jobs, including one at Buick, which he quit on his first day,” Rand writes: How does one ‘work’ a job