While I’m nobody’s grillmaster general, I’m hoping that my new Blue Ember gas grill—complete with infrared rotisserie function and smoker box—will allow me spin a pig in such a way that I will no longer be ashamed to invite my Samoan / Hawaiian friends over for dinner. Which, in addition to healing a lot of old social wounds, will almost certainly keep us up to our flowered necklaces in poi

****************Now with Fucking-“a”!!!!!***************** Resilient Iraqis ask what civil war? DESPITE sectarian slaughter, ethnic cleansing and suicide bombs, an opinion poll conducted on the eve of the fourth anniversary of the US-led invasion of Iraq has found a striking resilience and optimism among the inhabitants. The poll, the biggest since coalition troops entered Iraq on March 20, 2003, shows that by a majority of two to one, Iraqis prefer the current

I’m not sure what my perfect first date would be. Maybe a glass of seltzer with lime and a night researching medical symptoms on the internet? Then he could move some of my furniture around and fix my computer. Or, even better: I’d be invited over to a man’s house for a game of Scrabble. We’d get into an argument over whether or not a word was legal and then

New York Times March 15, 2007 Op-Ed Contributor The Biased Broadcasting Corporation By FRANK H. STEWART Jerusalem LAST summer, the Archbishop of Algeria remarked to this newspaper that when satellite dishes first appeared in Algeria, they were typically positioned to receive French broadcasts. Now the majority receive programming from the Persian Gulf. “If you watch Western television, you live in one universe,” said the archbishop, “and if you watch Middle

…the latest installment of Pajamas Media’s “Blog Week in Review” with Austin Bay is now available.  The guests were neo-neocon and yours truly—discussing a number of issues, from “identitarianism” to the Plame case to Cpl Sanchez and his GAY PORN COCK OF NON-CHICKENHAWKISH LIES. For those of you not interested, well, there’s always the NCAA Tournament. Personally, I’ve been out all day with the wife and kid and have yet

Another Kennedy docu-drama born of newly discovered FBI files: The FBI report says Kennedy had promised Monroe he would divorce his wife and marry her, but the actress eventually realised he had no intention of doing so. About this time, he had told her not to worry about 20th Century Fox cancelling her contract – “he would take care of everything”. When nothing happened, she called him at work and

John Tierney has an article on different theories as to why women laugh more in the company of men than men do in the company of women.  Commenter TallDave says it has to do with sex, and I’m inclined to agree, because if I can get a woman to throw her head back and show her tonsils . . . Anyway, that’s a subject that seems to me appropriate for

Leftie blogger Jesus’ General is planning a bit of Second Life political theater, and needs a couple of volunteers: Political Theater in Virtual Reality My Inner Frenchman says he is preparing an interesting bit of political theater at Second Life. For those of you who are unfamiliar with Second Life, it’s a virtual reality world that’s kind of like the Sims, but with real people playing (millions of them) the

Tom Maguire has all the highlights from the Plame / Waxman show hearings—including a bit on the media coverage, a predictable portion of which has been contemptuously misleading. A few things to take away, for those of you too lazy to click over:  1) Plame refers to herself as “covert,” though she admits she doesn’t know her own legal status—remarkable three years on, particularly when viewed in the context of

Singaporean expansionism. Thanks to furriskey for the correction. God bless cranky Polish ladies: In a small, mountainside Koniakow home with apple trees running down the slope out back, Anna Barska, Elzbieta Kukuczka and Krystyna Kajzer sit on a couch stitching small circular patterns for new thongs under a picture of the late Polish-born Pope John Paul II. “It pays more to make thongs,” said Barska, her fingers rapidly stitching blue