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September 13, 2005

If instead of a self-aggrandizing Democratic Senator from New York, Chuck Schumer were a heaping plate of freshly made fettucine alfredo

Schumer:  “There are many other pasta dishes, each with its own distinct taste and quiet dignity.  And as you know, I respect every one of them.  Deeply.  But if we’re being candid, I think we can all agree that I am the most delicious—and the cheesiest—of all pasta dishes.  Am I not?”* *

Ted Kennedy’s SCOTUS confirmation hearings crib notes

**** update:  Patterico has more faith than I do.

“Bush takes responsibility for blunders”

From the Boston Globe: President Bush said Tuesday that “I take responsibility” for failures in dealing with Hurricane Katrina and said the disaster raised broader questions about the government’s ability to respond to natural disasters as well as terror attacks. “To the extent the federal government didn’t fully do its job right, I take responsibility,” Bush said. The president was asked whether people should be worried about the government’s ability

Turning, for a moment, from the War on FEMA to the War on Terror

Another interesting article from The Weekly Standard’s Stephen Hayes on the Iraq / al Qaeda connection—this time, on how the 911 Commission may have modified its narrative to gloss over a few inconvenient facts.  From “See No Evil, Hear No Evil”: Ahmed Hikmat Shakir is a shadowy figure who provided logistical assistance to one, maybe two, of the 9/11 hijackers. Years before, he had received a phone call from the

Singin’ this will be the day that I die

In a series of (unnecessarily belligerent) comments, lefty serial-agitator jukeboxgrad raised a number of questions—phrased, as is the wont of hyper-partisans like he, in a bizarre combination of accusation and heavily-linked assertion masquerading as settled fact—about the NOLA levee breaches. Now, I’ve never pretended to have all the answers about Katrina and its aftermath—in fact, one of the reasons I’ve been writing these posts investigating the combined response to the

Ever been sitting at the Burger King with your Dad, when suddenly he stands up and chucks one of his onion rings at the lady in the Lycra stretch pants eating a Double Whopper w/ cheese the next booth over, screaming “God, how I DESPISE you fat women” over and over before he’s finally wrestled to the ground by a teenager in a cardboard crown?

Because this might help explain why.  Well, this and the fifth of Dickel he routinely pours into his Diet Pepsis. (h/t Rand Simburg)