So much for that Republican big tent: I tried getting in to celebrate President Bush’s victory, but Jesus himself — dressed in an awful plaid Dacron suit and carrying a menacing-looking ruler —stopped me at the door with a wag of his finger.  “Sorry,” he told me.  “No potty mouth hipsters.” But, his being Jesus and all, he did forgive me, bless him —and told me I was welcome to

Ever stay up late at night watching Steve McQueen movies and slicing through the stems from a crate of wild lettuce plants (Lactuca virosa)—carefully extracting and bottling the precious stem milk, which you then dry into lactucarium, sprinkle on top of homemade oatmeal raisin cookies, and later pass out to the neighborhood kids whenever your gutters need clearing or your lawn de-weeding?  Or is that considered, y’know…too ancient Egyptian’…?

I think Ace’s analysis here is spot on.  And before you say, ”but wait, Jeff.  Didn’t those same draconian tactics Ace advocates fail Bruce Willis in The Siege, bringing him scorn from a less reactionary, more liberal Denzel Washington, who—instead of taking the easy way out and pinning his hopes on torture and internment—relied on good ol’ fashioned investigative police work to reach a heroic (and moral) conclusion?”—let me just

From Reason, February 2005: A Brazilian legislator wants to make it illegal for people to give their pets names commonly held by people.  Reinaldo Santos e Silva says children may get depressed if they find out they share the same name as someone’s pet. “The other children, they tease me and tell me to bark,” says 7-year old Rin Tin Tin Estobal, a second grader from Campo Grande.  “And sometimes?

Yes, I’m afraid it’s real.  Horribly, horribly real. **** (via the UNPOPULIST, who quietly runs one of the sharpest sites in the ‘sphere)