As a footnote to Darleen’s earlier post on the delightful collision between EU presumptuousness and Texas cowboyism, this clip from the three-part documentary Tory! Tory! Tory!, seems quit apropos. Notes David Thompson in an email, the documentary “traces the history and ideas of Thatcherism — and the creeping Socialist nightmare it was a reaction against. “US readers may not realise just how Socialist the UK was in the late 70s,

From Gail Heriot, professor of law at the University of San Diego and a member of the U.S. Commission on Civil Rights, “Affirmative Action Backfires”: Three years ago, UCLA law professor Richard Sander published an explosive, fact-based study of the consequences of affirmative action in American law schools in the Stanford Law Review. Most of his findings were grim, and they caused dismay among many of the champions of affirmative

that if you’ve been cleared for weekends, you’re still invited. I’m up to my everything in stuff to do, and the more of us there are, the more stuff we cover. I don’t care. Fuck you. Your worst stuff is better than my best. Asshole. Bite me, please.

From Beldar, Lurch has run out of time for bringing suit against the Swift Vet guys for defamation of (ahem) character: Seriously, though, Senator, some folks might draw the inference that rather than your having just forgotten the one-year anniversary of the publication of Unfit for Command — oopsies! — you’re instead desperately afraid to ever face cross-examination under oath, or [to face] document subpoenas of yourself and your hagiographer

Happyfeet outlines the issue over at the pub — taking his cue from Christopher Taylor. I say yes. Others say no. And those who haven’t yet commented on this — well, I question their patriotism.

I got to see a friend from grade school while I was home. Bennet went to Dixon Elementary with me and with Bob Schwoch. We remained friends through high school. His father was a physician, and his mother an ex-model maniac, who physically abused Bennet and his little brother, Bevan, now deceased. When I demonstrated the lacerations to my folks, they agreed to have Bennet live with us, and we

Next month, a younger friend of mine is getting married (I introduced them) and, well . . . I’ve visited their registries and there’s nothing that’s really for a guy. I’ve chosen something for her, but I’m wondering whether there’s, for example, a men’s magazine that doesn’t suck. I don’t have deep pockets. $75 is about my limit, I think. Ideas?

I ain’t got nothin’ (better to blog about).

No, it’s not about Scott Beauchamp: There were times, huddled on the floor in solitary confinement with that head-banging music blaring dawn to dusk and interrogators yelling the same questions over and over, that Vance began to wish he had just kept his mouth shut. He had thought he was doing a good and noble thing when he started telling the FBI about the guns and the land mines and

Writes Long Haired Weirdo: I don’t like shooting down conservative commentary too often – too many targets, so little time — and, it turns out, so little ability — – but there are times when I feel it might be a public service.there’s no checklist, and then list items from what it contains… uh, would contain… uh, if it existed… which it doesn’t. As soon as you start saying “this