From Steyn online: Today, for the first time in all my years with the Telegraph Group, I had a column pulled. The editor expressed concerns about certain passages and we were unable to reach agreement, so on this Tuesday something else will be in my space. I’d written about Kenneth Bigley, seized with two American colleagues but unlike them not beheaded immediately. Instead, sensing that they could exploit potential differences
October 2004
“Yes, perhaps it IS true. But we’re concerned that it may ALSO be…how to put this…a bit indecorous… And we can’t have that in war, can we?”
Scenes from Martha Stewart’s prison cell, day 5
Martha Stewart: “…actually, Vanessa, it’s quite possible to make a comfortable quilt out of nothing but hand-rumpled Baby Ruth wrappers and moistened sod. That being said, if you dare look me in the eye again, I have associates on the outside who will track down the people you care about and gut them each with a fish knife, then use their still-quivering filets to make Sole Meuniére for a weekend
A heartfelt thanks
…to all the guest bloggers who in my absence filled this site with such…relevance. Seldom has protein wisdom been so timely and topical, and for that I thank each and every one of you. Of course, now that I’m back, we can put at end to all that “substance” nonsense, which frankly strikes me as being very time consuming. Instead, it’s time to get back to what my readers so
protein wisdom: the homecoming revelation
When in doubt, always smell the milk first.
protein wisdom: the second Presidential debate verdict (rendered from Hell)
Bush: Stetson cologne and a belt with a buckle. Kerry: imported soap made from heat-pasteurized baby ostrich fat and scented with crumbled lilac. Wispy fop belt by Pierre Cardin. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have locust and brimstone bits to comb out of my hair.
Notes from hell
Q: Why did the chicken cross the road? A: To get the fuck away from my mother. Incidentally, babies and air travel go together like Joshua Micah Marshall and anything cool.
red pills found behind the sofa cushions, outtake
Question: if someone were to accidentally ingest, say, 13 Sudafed all at once, would that person necessarily die? Or would he, y’know, feel like he’s just snorted two pounds of hot Kuwaiti sand through a rolled-up dollar bill, then wake up refreshed and completely decongested the following morning? **** update: hypothetically, I mean.
protein wisdom: the sojourn
I’ll be heading back east for a few days to visit family and friends in Baltimore, but I leave protein wisdom in the capable hands of a collection of superb guest bloggers, some of whom will doubtless take pot shots at me in my absence, Bill. Guests include Allah (Allah is in the House), Michele (A Small Victory), Bill INDC (INDC Journal), Steve Green (Vodkapundit), Moxie (Moxie.nu), Steve H (Hog
Tipton, IA – a confused John Kerry tries pandering to the new media
Kerry: “The blogger who most influenced me…? That would have to be Jesus. And I say that without hesitation, and from the very bottom of my soul…” **** update: “…have a mentioned that I’m an enormous fan of the wafer? Because I am.” update 2: “Vietnam.”
