—Eh, not gonna happen, I’m afraid.  Drunk on his own self-righteousness, the little dude packed a cooler and a sleeping bag and lit out for Crawford, Texas, where he has it in his mind to camp out in some trucker’s pepper garden until the guy agrees to let him come inside and rail against the misuse of radar detectors and cruise control—and of course, Israel’s innumerable war crimes.

Earlier today, Red State’s Erick Erickson wrote a piece in which he referred to professional grieving Mom Cindy Sheehan as a “media whore”—a rather common designation for someone who appears to be using her “access to [media] outlets to promote a particular commercial or ideological message” (not one I’m inclined to use as yet, but not one I find paricularly offensive, either).  Predictably, faux-outrage over Erickson’s comments from many of

Tammy the blind date:  “Wow.  You really are quite thick, aren’t you?  And shiny.  I like that.” “Regis”:  “Thanks.  Nice tits.”

Two words:  Halliburton Illuminati.  Two more words:  ANWR caribou. But I’ve said too much already…

Michelle Malkin has an excellent round-up of commentary on the Able Danger story, which is slowly gathering itself into a major scandal—one that could, conceivably, circle back to Sandy Berger’s trousers, Iraqi spies, Mohammed Atta’s infamous Prague non-meeting, and Jamie Gorelick’s paranoid anti-authoritarian authoritarianism (which took the form of an ill-advised “wall” that hamstrung our intelligence agencies by preventing them from cooperating with one another). And speaking of Gorelick, here’s

LGF has the text and video of an interview that aired August 4 on Iranian TV in which Iran’s chief nuclear negotiator Hosein Musavian explains how re-entering nuclear negotiations was meant to buy Iran time to finish building the Esfahan nuclear processing facility.  An excerpt (via MEMRI TV): […] Thanks to our dealings with Europe, even when we got a 50-day ultimatum, we managed to continue the work for two

Writing at Townhall, conservative filmaker Jason Apuzzo reveals a few of the politically-themed projects Hollywood has in the pipeline.  From “Hollywood’s New War Effort: Terrorism Chic”: Slow to awaken after the 9/11 attacks, Hollywood has finally come around to contributing what it can in the War on Terror: namely, glossy, star-studded movies that sympathize with the enemy. Hard to believe? Here’s the pitch: with box-office numbers trending down, studio executives

Here, for instance, is author and Vogue TV critic Joan Juliet Buck, who pens a lovely piece suggesting how Cindy Sheehan—a woman trading on her grief to help legitimize leftist groups such as the virulently anti-Zionist Crawford Peace House—is just like that brave student protester who in 1989 famously refused to budge before the rolling steel monster of China’s tyranny.  From “Simple Actions That Can Change the World”: There are