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February 2005

28 February 2005

Which Would Be Worse?

This or this?

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Dagates

Discover This Network

Kiss

And you guys thought the Trilateral Commission was scary! In truth, there's little new here that folks who've been following our foreign policy don't already know. But, here's the set-up for those of you who voted for Bush because you love to spread Freedom™:

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The Next Hurrah

Some of the better diarists at dKos have broken off to form their own group blog. Meteor Blades has interesting piece up today that I hope is a good indicator of things to come from The Next Hurrah. Here's a snip:

Many progressives I know might, upon reading this gaudy putrescence, dream about chaining Mr. Goldberg to the floor in front of his computer for a 36-hour stretch, letting him squirm in his own feces and urine while listening to George Bush say "moooooolahs" and "nukular" repeatedly at 100 decibels. But none of my friends would turn their idle dreams of torture into reality no matter what the provocation, no matter how insidious the enemies of liberty like Mr. Goldberg become.

More here.

27 February 2005

Reuben Kinkaid Doesn't Know Who I Am

But David Horowitz does.

Meaner Than Me

Hard to imagine? This is fucking hilarious.

Via DC Media Girl.

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Rock

Soft Core Porn Blogging of the Wingnutsphere

For a hot time, don't call Powerline.

Below Mrs. Israel vamps on the ramp. I think someone might want to cut out this photo for Secretary of State Rice in the event that she decides to run for president. There's something magical about the combination of the woman, the pose and the gown.

Yawn. Could it be more vanilla? And the laughable "Big Trunk" makes Kevin Drum seem enlightened.

Hitchens of Arabia on Ohio

Whichever way you shake it, or hold it to the light, there is something about the Ohio election that refuses to add up. The sheer number of irregularities compelled a formal recount, which was completed in late December and which came out much the same as the original one, with 176 fewer votes for George Bush. But this was a meaningless exercise in reassurance, since there is simply no means of checking, for example, how many “vote hops” the computerized machines might have performed unnoticed.

and

However, there is one soothing explanation that I don’t trust anymore. It was often said, in reply to charges of vote tampering, that it would have had to be “a conspiracy so immense” as to involve a dangerously large number of people. Indeed, some Ohio Democrats themselves laughed off some of the charges, saying that they too would have had to have been part of the plan. The stakes here are very high: one defector or turncoat with hard evidence could send the principals to jail forever and permanently discredit the party that had engaged in fraud.

Yep, there's plenty more.

Estrogen Week - Women as Funny as Men Edition

Bitch Ph.D. on the silly Alabama ban on sex toys:
"A young girl, fresh and innocent, purchases her first vibrator. She becomes addicted to sexual pleasure, masturbating constantly, and neglecting her studies and her family duties. Her hair becomes greasy and unkempt, and her eyes unfocused, and she begins to steal money to purchase more vibes. Anything, anything! to feed her habit. Next thing you know, she's lost touch with all that is Good and Holy and is prostituting herself on the street, mere pennies for a blow job, anything to earn money towards a rabbit vibe."

In response to The Gates, Liza Sabater gives us The Crackers.

Jo has to be the most prolific, most stream-of-consciousness blogger in the sphere. And humor punctuates nearly every post at Spanglemonkey.

michele is right. She sucks at Photoshop. Nonetheless, this photo is hilarious.

Go read Preemptive Karma Carla's Shorter Vatican.

Nearly everything flea writes is a scream, but I found yesterday's entry particularly funny and I'm not sure why.

I mostly wear my sarcastic heart on my sleeve. Majikthise is much more sneaky about it.