Tuesday, October 03, 2006

On the Rocks

On the Rocks

On the Rocks (2002)

Let's review, class.

In just the last week, it's now clear to even former BushCo cheerleaders like Bob Woodward that Shrub and the Deciderettes lie us into offensive wars, gut the Geneva Convention, abolish habeas corpus, openly advocate torture, set up gulags, spy on anyone anytime, can declare anyone anywhere an "enemy combatant," and use the Constitution for toilet paper...

...yet a sex scandal might bring about a power shift in Congress to finally reanimate the corpse of American checks and balances to reign in the reign of our king dictator czar poobah sheik judgejuryandexecutioner omnipotentbeing president.

I'm down with that.

Whatever it takes.

Somewhere, Bill Clinton must be laughing so hard he really is unable to inhale.

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Something happened yesterday that I never dreamed in my worst Dante's Inferno scenario would occur.

I actually agreed with Bay Buchanan.

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Belly laugh of the week courtesy of Newt G. explaining why the on-the-rocks GOP brass did not make Mark Foley's pedophile proclivities more widely known:

Well, you could have second thoughts about it, but I think had they overly aggressively reacted to the initial round, they would have also been accused of gay bashing. I mean, the original notes had no sexual innuendo and the parents did not want any action taken.

Oh, of course. Those family-valued, sensitivity-trained Republicans. They'd never place children at the mercy of a sexual stalker by covering up obvious abuses in order to cravenly maintain their own political power. Gosh, no -- as Rummy would say. They would do anything -- anything -- rather than have to resort to the unjust unseemliness of gay bashing. So, by golly, you betcha they'd certainly never ever ever turn a blind eye to anything as tawdry as this

Hastert: Don't ask because we won't tell...

[Image seen on Crooks and Liars]

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2 comments:

Monda said...

I'd comment on this, but just now I'm locked away in an undisclosed rehab facility with George Michael. My attorney is busy grading all my freshman mid-term compositions and rewriting my personal history.

Time for group,

-M

Anonymous said...

The Wall

Tasers tease out a glyph
A visored hysterectomy
More butch than muscles
Toned on testosterone

Tom and Juan are taken
Out to be executed
Pablo makes up a story
That turns out to be true

They find the rebel leader
In a cemetery grave
As Islamic terrorists send
Republicans tainted cocaine

[Disposable Poem October 4, 2006]