FOBs

Friends of Barack share a theme....blame America, damn America, bomb America. Maureen Dowd writes:

Asked about his friendly relationship with the former Weather Underground anarchist William Ayers — an association that The Wall Street Journal suggests could turn into the Swift Boat of 2008 given Ayers’s statement that “I don’t regret setting bombs; I feel we didn’t do enough” — Obama defended him with a line that only the eggheads orbiting his campaign could appreciate. Ayers, he said, is “a professor of English in Chicago.”

Maureen Dowd coyly omits that the source of the Ayers quote is an interview in the New York Times to publicise his book Fugitive Days. You can look it up, it's dated 9/11/2001.

The scum de la scum

1. The President has boss/intern sex, cigar sex, messy dress sex, oval sex in the Oral Office sex;

2. Commits perjury about it;

3. Admits it when his semen is dna'd;

4. Holds breakfast prayer meetings in the White House. "I have sinned. My truth is I'm a horny American." 

5. The pic is Rev. Goddamnamerica Wright stifling a giggle as Clinton demonstrates the Presidential sinning finger.

In providing the photograph to The New York Times, the Obama campaign appeared to be trying to divert some attention to the Clintons after a week in which Mr. Obama’s relationship with Mr. Wright has left him facing one of the biggest challenges of his campaign.

6. Michael Moore:

I want to say a word about the basic decency I have seen in Mr. Obama. Mrs. Clinton continues to throw the Rev. Wright up in his face as part of her mission to keep stoking the fears of White America. Every time she does this I shout at the TV, "Say it, Obama! Say that when she and her husband were having marital difficulties regarding Monica Lewinsky, who did she and Bill bring to the White House for 'spiritual counseling?' THE REVEREND JEREMIAH WRIGHT!"

But no, Obama won't throw that at her. It wouldn't be right. It wouldn't be decent. She's been through enough hurt. And so he remains silent and takes the mud she throws in his face.

 America, I'm going to clap my hands and you will wake up. Clintons,Wright,Obama,Moore, these people are grotesques, bright, shining, strutting grotesques. It's not politics as normal, it's fart in your face farce. What do you need? Stick-on noses, clown shoes, Krusty the Clown as running mate? 

Gestank Gestalt

Scheiße! Factory farming is disgusting in every way, a black mark against homo sapiens ('sapiens' gadzooks!), but here's an angle on the horror. The Germans are pointing their muck at us and laughing about it!

Man:

An animal so lost in rapturous contemplation of what he thinks he is as to overlook what he indubitably ought to be. His chief occupation is extermination of other animals and his own species, which, however, multiplies with such insistent rapidity as to infest the whole habitable earth and Canada.

Londonistan

Anne posts on the election for Mayor of London in which I shall vote for Boris Johnson. Boris is a shambolic, intelligent, un-pc, conservative who laughs a lot and is the cause of mirth in others. Here's part of his election manifesto from the video 'Boris Johnson v Germany"


At issue in this election is whether is whether the Islamic bloc vote controls London politics as in "Suicide bomb backer runs Ken's campaign" - rather amazing in a city that's endured Islamic terrorism at close quarters. Livingstone is a fellow-traveller of Castro, Chavez, Hamas, Hezbollah and the IRA who gets the votes of Moslems, homosexuals, public sector workers and trade unionists. This sceptred isle..

First Lady snippets

Michelle Obama

[She] lacks placidity, which is, actually, necessary. All first ladies, first spouses, should be like Denis Thatcher, slightly dazed, mildly inscrutable, utterly supportive. It is the only job in the world where "seems slightly drugged" is a positive job qualification. The key is to know you are not the drama, you do not draw the lightning, you are a background player who yet has deep, unseen power. (The "deep, unseen power" part keeps you serene and energized. The constant possibility of quiet revenge keeps one peppy.)

Michelle Obama

major in sociology and minor in African American studies at Princeton University, where she graduated cum laude with an Artium Baccalaureus in 1985. As part of her requirements for graduation, she wrote a thesis entitled, "Princeton-Educated Blacks and the Black Community." ...

Following law school, she was an associate at the Chicago office of the law firm Sidley Austin where she first met her husband. At the firm, she worked on marketing and intellectual property. Subsequently, she held public sector positions in the Chicago city government as an Assistant to the Mayor and Assistant Commissioner of Planning and Development. In 1993, she became Executive Director for the Chicago office of Public Allies, a non-profit organization encouraging young people to work on social issues in nonprofit groups and government agencies

Cindy McCain

In Phoenix, she had been her high school's rodeo queen, sporting a cowboy hat complete with a crown. After earning education degrees at the University of Southern California (which Sen. McCain has called "University of Spoiled Children"), she became a special-needs teacher.

She also got involved in the beer distributorship started by her father. Art Pearce, who worked at his own family's company, a Coors distributor in Phoenix, frequently ran into her at industry events. "You could tell by her air that she was very proud of her family's business...."

In 1991, Mrs. McCain came across a girl in an orphanage in Bangladesh. Mother Teresa implored Mrs. McCain to take the baby with a severe cleft palate; the senator's wife did so without first telling her husband. The couple adopted the girl, named her Bridget, and has seen her through some dozen operations to repair her cleft palate and resolve other medical problems.

Michelle Obama

"And let me tell you something: For the first time in my adult lifetime I am really proud of my country."

Cindy McCain

"I am proud of my country."

Beyond parody..almost

4 spoons (skip the rest):


4 Yorkshiremen:

Bomb, bomb, bomb Iran

When Iran announced 3,000 centrifuges, I announced that Bush, who does not bluff, would bomb Iran. Mick demurred. Now Iran boasts of 6,000 centrifuges and there's a photo of a long range missile launch site. Crickets chirp.

Once, not so long ago, this kind of boast would elicit clear American declarations that Iran would never be allowed to develop nuclear weapons. Everything, President Bush would say ominously, is on the table. This time he has been quiet. I wish I believed that it is the quiet before a storm of laser-guided action. It seems more likely that it is the abashed silence of an American president whose bluff has been called in front of the entire world.

Were Obama favourite for the Presidency, Israel's options would be: do nothing, wait till later and attack Iran in the face of an anti-Israel US Executive or attack Iran before November. Bush has the first and last choice without the existential consequences of getting it wrong. As long as McCain does well, Bush can leave Iran to the next President.

According to me Obama will be squished in the General, so Israel may prefer to wait till McCain is President.

The exception that proves the rule

The exception:

and the rule.

Semper fi

Faithful to its traditions the New York Times has this long story about McCain's youngest son, Jimmy, just returned from serving in Iraq in the Marines. The piece is lightly smeared with glosses to slime the Times' worldview over a young man's service, but the net effect is a compelling case for McCain, his family and the war in Iraq. Here's the rub:

Out of the Public Eye

Mr. McCain has largely maintained a code of silence about his son, now a lance corporal, making only fleeting references to him in public both to protect him from becoming a prize target and avoid exploiting his service for political gain, according to friends. At the few campaign events where Lance Corporal McCain appeared last year, he was not introduced.

The McCains declined to be interviewed for this article, which the campaign requested not be published. “The McCain campaign objects strongly to this intrusion into the privacy of Senator McCain’s son,” Steve Schmidt, a campaign spokesman, said...

Do the Sulzbergers have children?

The view from my room

This is London now, but the white specks don't come from pigeons.

Oh well, there's snow business like global warming, I scoff not only because it isn't warming, nor because warming has not plausibly been shown to be man made, nor because the lingo shifts around, nor because it's brought to you by the same types who've turned science into dogma (y2k, hiv/aids, global cooling...), but because they don't act like people who are seeking the truth, sure of the science or experienced in risk. They act like a coalition of professionals conspiring against the laerty, priests imposing dogma on heretics, Dems pleasuring themselves by taking my money to dole out to their clients, and liberal fascists thrilled by coercion and thought-control. The irony is that I'd be glad were London or NYC to become emission free cycle zones for health, aesthetic and economic reasons - save for the agenda behind it.

The wished outcome may come out by informed consent, but that won't fill the religion hole that aligns modern elites to modern superstitions like iron filings in a magnetic field.

Sylvie Guillem

Last night I went to the ballet with one of my favourite daughters. We saw Sylvie Guillem with Russell Maliphant. This solo made a strong impression. The tempo picks up half way through: