More literary detective work — though by now, Cashill just seems pissed that he even has to make the case, the evidence seems to him so overwhelming. Cashill: Prior to Dreams, and for the nine years following, everything Obama wrote was, like the above sentence, an uninspired assemblage of words with a nearly random application of commas and tenses. Yikes. Glad Cashill, along with others, aren’t going through my archives

Wait, so economic stagnation, high unemployment, and a dwindling of the private sector smells like Old Spice Stag? Who knew? What it doesn’t smell like is FUBU flannels and Sean Jean cologne. That’s a black thing. We wouldn’t understand.

As affirmative action programs go, at least this one comes with a stigma for applying. Besides, I’ve already got the rallying cry ready: We’re here and we can stop a train with our hideous, hideous faces, get used to it! Be a shame to pass up something that catchy.

I’m late to this, but so what. From The Guardian (UK): It may not rank as the most compelling reason to curb greenhouse gases, but reducing our emissions might just save humanity from a pre-emptive alien attack, scientists claim. Watching from afar, extraterrestrial beings might view changes in Earth’s atmosphere as symptomatic of a civilisation growing out of control – and take drastic action to keep us from becoming a

What’s most remarkable to me is that Obama, in his public speeches, still pretends — and still believes that everyone will pretend along with him — that he is pro-business, pro-prosperity, pro-growth, and pro-jobs. I mean, does he not think we’re paying attention? Or does he really believe, with nishi, that he can stave off reality forever by creating his own reality through the manipulation of perception, a kind of

Romney: “What I’d like to do is have the Lockerbie bomber extradited from Libya. This is a person responsible for killing Americans. The idea that he would be welcomed home as a hero in Libya is simply distasteful and disgusting and outrageous and I’d like him to be extradited and face justice at the hands of the United States. “Guantanamo always serves a useful purpose in settings like this. The

If you answered, “Jesus, you’re still talking about that stupid rainstorm?” you’re wrong, but only about how a hurricane becomes a political opportunity. As a practical matter, you’re right as, well, you know. Seriously. It was like somebody televised an extended metaphor of my prom night. Only with flooding. And on-location reporters who, unlike my prom date, actually got a little wet. Category 1, indeed.