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My fifth brief conversation with the ghost of John Merrick

Merrick: “I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!” me: “So you’ve said, yeah.  Tell me—just what is it that you have against animals, anyway?” Merrick: “I AM A HUMAN BEING –!” me: “Actually, you’re more like a big slobbery bean bag chair with eyes, if you want the truth.  But you still haven’t answered my question.” Merrick: “I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!” me: “Uh huh, that’s what I thought.  me: “Hater.”

BREAKING:  “Iraq constitution writers miss deadline”

From CNN: Members of Iraq’s national assembly late Monday passed by unanimous vote an extension allowing an extra week to complete talks on the country’s new constitution. The committee drafting the document had asked for an extension after it failed to reach a compromise by Monday’s deadline after months of talks. The new deadline is August 22. Without the extension, the government would have dissolved, requiring new elections in December

HOW DARE YOU ATTACK CINDY!  WHY DON’T YOU JUST ADDRESS HER ARGUMENTS? 

Tell me, chickenhawk:  WHY DO YOU SOULLESS RIGHTWING SMEAR MERCHANTS INSIST ON ATTACKING THE MESSENGER? **** (h/t Ardolino) **** update:  Is it, you know…BECAUSE OF THE HYPOCRISY?

Concerned with his inability to find Natalee, a CITIZEN JOURNALIST sets his sights on easier prey, with the hopes that a quick scoop will restore his confidence and give him the strength to continue the search for the missing Alabama Teen

Gee—that Al Gore is kinda wooden, ain’t he?  When he’s not all hysterical and redfaced, I mean? It’s true.  And yes, you can quote me on that.

Phoney, warmongering death cultist Chimpy McHitlerburton forces Newsweek to publish a puff piece hinting that Resident Shrub might just have a heart afterall.  THE LYING LIARS!

Rove probably had pictures of the two Nesweek ”reporters” responsible for this abomination of invidious Rethuglican rebranding, Holly Bailey and Evan Thomas, pleasuring farm animals or little boys.  How else to account for

Economic Rhetoric 101

One of the Republican criticisms of President Bush (and here I mean rank and file Republicans, not people like Sean Hannity, who would interpret a Bush beer fart as a “proof of increased consumption, signalling a strong economy!”), is that the Bush is often poor at getting his message out—or that, even when he’s able to, he emphasizes populist, spend-happy “successes” rather than those successes that reinforce what remains of

We were somewhere around Crawford on the edge of the prairie when the OUTRAGE began to take hold (or, Singalong for PEACE and FREEDOM!)

“Sunshine on My CINDY!” (©2005,

Probably just an oversight…

…but you forgot to mention that this kitten thinks a cabal of neo-cons, Zionists, and oil-hungry coporate robber barons murdered her son to line their pockets with blood money—all while making the world safe for Jew dominance, the theft of Arab land and resources, and the oppression of millions of peace-loving Muslims (crimes that this kitten would happily forgive, if only George Bush would just talk to her!) **** update: 

“We May Owe Them a Big Apology”

Over at the Corner, John Podheretz looks at the latest [the 911 Commission’s statement, pdf] on Able Danger.  See also, Tom Maguire and Jim Geraghty, who writes: From the way these guys describe it, there was only one person who told the Commission that Able Danger had identified Atta, and they couldn’t find anything on paper at the Department of Defense to confirm that. Of course, everything they’re saying completely

No chickenhawk, he

I received an email this morning from Colonel JP Cook, USMC, who wrote to let me know that his attempts to get a letter to Bloomberg columnist Margaret Carlson, who on August 10 penned a poetic—and remarkably dishonest—paean to grieving antiwar activist Cindy Sheehan (“Cindy Sheehan Just Wants to See Her President,”), have been unsuccessful.  I reprint the text of the Colonel’s letter below: Dear Ms. Carlson, In reference to