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It’s Like a Shockwave

Chavez TV claims experimental US Shockwave ™ technology responsible for Haiti quake, "occupation" by US forces.  Next stop, Iran.

See?  Everything really is Amerikkka's fault.

Not really related, but apparently there was an important character in the original Star Trek named Dead Jim. I did not know that.

Dan Collins

Dan Collins is a dude who blogs. He used to blog elsewhere. Now he blogs here.

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Paul Krugman speaks in code too

And has become a RAAAAAAACIST! overnight, or so it seems based on his latest "Conscience of a Liberal" piece  and the usual and customary standards that any of Obama's critics are judged by.  From "He Wasn’t The One We’ve Been Waiting For":

...I’m pretty close to giving up on Mr. Obama, who seems determined to confirm every doubt I and others ever had about whether he was ready to fight for what his supporters believed in.

I'm completely scandalized that the little KKKommisar has given up on Napoleon Obama simply for recognizing Waterloo!  Not to worry though, he's still got a cadre of committed far left liberal mouthpieces to carry his water for him, you know, whether he actually accomplishes anything or not.  Like historian Doris Kearns Goodwin, a member of the LBJ administration, who's latest Daily Beast article attempts to carry on with the "Camelot" comparisons between Obama and JFK, and who goes as far as to say that Obama has been far more successful than Kennedy so far:

In contrast to Kennedy, Obama’s first year has been much more successful. But even more important is that he has shown some of the same temperamental qualities that should allow him to keep learning on the job as Kennedy did. And we have learned a great deal about him.

While I linked to this essay by Goodwin, it is risible at best; an unabashed effort to cheerlead for a President who has been severly damaged by his own ideological zealotry, and his inability to live up to his ersatz deification of the 2008 campaign.  But when you allow yourself to be placed on such a high pedestal, an eventual fall is to be expected.

But she is correct in a sense; indeed we do have a great deal to learn about him, and Dan pointed out some writers that are attempting to do so in one of his recent posts.  But I suspect that we will only really learn about Mr. Obama's carefully guarded past after he has left the Presidency; when the meta-narrative construct that is Barack Obama is no longer necessary.

Rocketman

Supreme Court Decision Overturning Heart of McCain-Feingold

You can get an idea of the vapours into which this has sent NYT readers, here.

Yesterday, during The B-Cast, Plaintiff David Bossie of Citizens United called in to comment on the case (he was listening to the show). What's at stake is, whom shall be considered a legitimate person for the purposes of free political speech? The whole interview is worth your listening to.

[An Enoch Root joint]

Dan Collins

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=That’ll= Shock Those Rubes!

One of the more amusing parts of the meltdown over Scott Brown is the lefties throwing what they think is dirt on the Browns out there, but it turns out they're throwing bouquets.

First, I'll link to the stuff the guys will like -- the shot of Brown with his bikinied daughters [didn't realize how tall one was] and the music video Mrs. Brown was in in the 80s. I'm not quite sure what is supposed to be beyond the pale here. Let's just look at the 80s video - are we supposed to be offended by the pure awfulness of the song [and that title... "The Girl with the Curious Hand"?! WTF?!] Or is it that she's wearing a bikini? Or that she's wearing makeup and earrings with the bikini on the beach, but is not also wearing heels? Or that she's pretending to poison a guy? Or that she didn't in reality poison the guy? Help out a [c]hick here.

Then the shot I really like - Mr. Brown's Cosmo shot when he was a young hunk [as opposed to being a middle-aged hunk now]. [What's this? He may be in Cosmo again? [no, can't get a reliable story on that] ... Probably wearing a suit, though. Well, I like a sharp-dressed man, too.]

I could see the pics of Brown himself perhaps being taken poorly -- in Mississippi. But even then, they would have had to have appeared in Playgirl and be actually nude.

In any case, in pretty much all these cases the "dirt-throwers" aren't offended by the pictures or videos themselves... but they thought would-be Brown voters or supporters would be... again, in Massachusetts.

I have come across this before, many times, as a orthodox Roman Catholic [by which I mean that yes, I really do believe that stuff, and I love my German Shepherd] and as a Southerner. People think they're being "transgressive" and will shock the rubes by sticking a crucifix in a jar of urine, or in writing a play about turning women into a talking body part [wait, I thought it was we knuckle-dragging religious types who objectified women]. Take that, mackerel snappers!

I find the whole thing very puzzling, in that these people pride themselves as being very knowledgeable, but cannot figure out what would be actually offensive to Massachusetts voters, even the conservative ones. We might be social conservatives, but we're not the group who thinks females ought to be covered in black tents. These people keep crowing about eschewing stereotypes, and then invent some cardboard cutout idea of what a conservative is.

Well, if you're willing to learn, we can teach you [and you can find out what actually offends us... say, politicians bellying up to the taxpayer trough], but I'm guessing that we'll be in for similar pseudo-outrages all this year. I think I need to invest in some pudding stock.

Meep

Meep is a member of the Irish Catholic mafia, having a suspiciously high number of green-eyed, red-haired friends. While she doesn’t have red hair herself [except when she goes into the sun (rare for any vampire)], she does have green eyes. She’s a raving Papist and is a life actuary on the side [i.e., she counts dead people]. An amateur pain-in-the-ass [willing to go pro!], she likes covering retirement, mortality, math, and education issues.

Dipping Da Bulls… a National Passtime

Enoch_Root

AKA. Bobby Donn Brubaker (the most popular man in Mesa, AZ), the Umbrella of Terror, Jack Ketch.

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John Edwards Heads to Haiti

to address the critical shortage of medical malpractice lawsuits. Rico, Suave needs to be redone as the Dippin' Anthem.

Former Edwards flunky claims he asked him to find a doctor who will commit fraud on his behalf.

Dan Collins

Dan Collins is a dude who blogs. He used to blog elsewhere. Now he blogs here.

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Red House Correspondents

Trevor Loudin has been doing for some time the background investigation of President Obama that ought to have been conducted by the media prior to the election. This is just one in a very long series of reports on his strange choice of playmates. I suggest that if you desire a reading project, you begin studying the enormous amount of information that Trevor has unearthed and disgorged.

We've had Trevor on The B-Cast a number of times, and he really is the go-to expert in all the world on the tangled web of associations and influence that makes Obama who he is, and Obamunism what it is.

If you haven't checked out Da Techguy, you should. Pete was the . . . I'd say tireless, but in fact he was at times tired, but nevertheless always generous host and designated driver to me and Stacy in Massachusetts. And many thanks, too. I didn't get to meet the missus, but I met his two sons, who are both nice, personable young people. Both he and Stacy are very expressive, though Pete relies on his hands a bit more, being Sicilian. He's also a devout Catholic.

As Dan Riehl has noted, Stacy seems to know everyone, and if he doesn't know them, and they're there, he will know them momentarily. We got a laugh out of his sitting in front of Karen Tumulty, who, despite her obvious distress at the results of the special election was a very friendly, kindly person. Stacy's also a bit of a Native American coyote/prankster character, as you might have guessed from his writing, and his having slapped a Martha Coakley sticker on Ace's back. As we wended our disoriented way back to the car after the Brown party, he complained a bit about the cold, although it was drizzling a bit, rather than snowing. We had an interesting discussion with a Chinese fellow with very limited English, and a Middle Eastern fellow with just a bit more when we arrived at the Back Bay Garage rather than the Clarendon Back Bay Garage demanding our car, to their befuddled consternation. It was rather rude of them, I think. If you're paying a valet $27 to produce a car, they should produce a car.

Ace was "putting out a fire," so we missed him after the party, though Stacy meant to track him down. We went to the hotel bar, where I had a sort of a conversation with a very drunk couple of Brown supporters whilst waiting for Pete, who was waiting for Stacy. I effectively put the kibosh on going to the Rattlesnake, where the Brown supporters were continuing after hours, because a) I had no money to spend on booze, and b) Pete was driving and clearly pretty tired, moreover c) the conversation I'd just had convinced me that we were in a serious situation of diminishing returns to scale of atrocity.

One of the most amusing moments of the evening, naturally, belonged to Stacy. Carl Cameron had come by and schmoozed at length with the bloggers, a very personable, sharp guy, who conveys a satisfyingly louche sophistication. Mitt Romney came by. We met Brown's brother, and Stacy interviewed his sister, and there were other politicians and well-known news types, and we're leaving the hotel, and Stacy says, "Can you believe it? We met Hannah Giles. Hannah fuckin' GILES!"

Which is all another way of saying I'm boring, I suppose. So innocuous that two people to whom I'd introduced myself, including one whom I had sat next to for several hours, introduced themselves to me later on. I'm sorry to have missed you all there, for example Preston and Cranky, and I managed not to insult Pamela Geller, so I think I might not be unwelcome at another such event, even this one for youngsters which Hannah asked us to promote. At least I had some pudding, topically.

Pictured above, the author of Pudd'nhead Olbermann.

Dan Collins

Dan Collins is a dude who blogs. He used to blog elsewhere. Now he blogs here.

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Because Lima Beans are Good for You

I don't like Lima Beans. In fact, I can say I like nothing at all about them. I don't like the way they look. I don't like the way they smell. I don't like them in the nude. I don't like them at all. I don't like the way they taste. I don't like them in a plane... or on a train... in a box... with a fox...

Achtung! Just a Spoon Full of Sugar, prol!

Nevermind that, however, because Obama and the Left believe Lima Beans are good for me. I may not like them at all... I may not like them right now. But Lima Beans, it has been decided, are good for me. And being an insignificant, mal-educated, small-minded worker bee, it is likely that I only need to understand how good they are for me to come to come really, really love them. If I am too ignorant to comprehend the argument for Lima Beans... that I should embrace them for my good and the good of all peoples... then having exhausted reason, the Elite (who always know what is best for me), will have to entertain other, slightly-more-draconian, tactics. If I am invincibly ignorant about Lima Beans... regardless of my personal experience with them or improper experiences with them (out of a controlled, double-blind environment policed by qualified bureaucrats - and created in the image and likeness of those who know best)... then it is well to be expected that the Elite (always knowing what is best for me despite my personal preferences) really do have some sort of Cosmic Carte Blanche they can comfortably play to make me come to see that Lima Beans are good... and good for me, too. So, while I may not want Lima Beans in my house, while I might abhor even the thought of Lima Beans on my plate or palette, this is just a temporary sentiment... which will be overcome once I really, really, really see how tasty and good for me (and all others like me) Lima Beans in fact are. And then, once I come to my senses (of which the Elite already possess on my behalf, having been begotten of the more learned institutions and works), a sort of little man's enlightenment might be expected (as a matter of course - however dimmed by my tiny little brain) to occur. An epiphany, slight as it may be, will surely occur wherein I will embrace Lima Beans, of my own accord (and retroactively)  and thank the almighty federal government and her priestly class - the magisterium of Washington DC. And if not, I am surely too stupid and close-minded to deserve any liberty whatsoever.

God save us all. Judas lives.

h/t Brother Tim

Enoch_Root

AKA. Bobby Donn Brubaker (the most popular man in Mesa, AZ), the Umbrella of Terror, Jack Ketch.

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