Man.  Those Nazis sure did suck, am I right…?

I AM A CITIZEN JOURNALIST, BEHOLDEN TO MY CORPORATE PUPPET MASTERS!

Kerry:  “Yes, bring me the Bar en Croûte de Sel with the glazed pearl onions, and — waiter:  “– Pardon.  But perhaps monsieur would prefer the blackened tuna with garlic, tomatoes, capers and basil.  Très bon.” Kerry:  “No, monsieur would prefer the salt-crusted sea bass, which is why monsieur ordered the salt-crusted sea bass.  With the glazed pearl on–” waiter:  “– but monsieur.  Surely you would prefer the blackened tuna. 

From the comments section of this post by arch-villain Andrew Northrup: is protein wisdom back? I remember when he was supposed to one of those “sensible conservatives” i was supposed to be nice to. ugh. Atrios protein wisdom responds:  AS A CITIZEN JOURNALIST I SHALL BROOK NO DISRESPECT.  Now quickly, someone fetch me my copy of Blog so I can plan my CITIZEN JOURNALIST’S response to this communist OUTRAGE.* update: 

In many different contexts, people have continued to identify the Other by reference to phenotypical features (especially skin colour) which therefore serve as indicative of a significant difference.  Moreover, they have continued to use the idea of “race” to label that difference.  As a result, certain sorts of social relations are defined as “race relations,” as social relations between people of different “races.” Indeed, states legislate to regulate “race relations,”

Reuters: The Catholic archbishop of the Iraqi city of Mosul was kidnapped Monday in what the Vatican called an “act of terrorism.” Vatican spokesman Joaquin Navarro-Valls told Reuters the Holy See had received news of the kidnapping of Archbishop Basile Georges Casmoussa in Mosul. The spokesman demanded his immediate release but gave no details of the abduction. Because Abu Ghraib. And the Inquisition. And rosary beads. And the Crusades.  And

From the New York Daily News: U.S. commandos are hunting for secret nuclear and chemical weapons sites and other targets in Iran, and have a plan to turn the hard-line Islamic country into the next front in the war on terrorism. “It’s not if we’re going to do anything against Iran. They’re doing it,” an ex-intelligence official tells this week’s issue of The New Yorker. Since at least last summer,

For the record, I received nothing—unless you count that foot massage from Ed Gillespie during the Republican National Convention.* But I prefer to think of that as a thank you from a dear friend who recognized a pair of sore feet when he saw them.  Draped across his hairless lap.