Russia Scares The Crap Out Of Me

Ok, so, it's Sunday night and I was going to take a moment out my weekly sushi-binge to post something about Maureen Dowd and her column today. I was going to try to show how genuine I am when I say, I could not write two quality columns every week. I had one story due every friday at HP and the majority of them were unreadable. That said, I was going to point out that Maureen Dowd's whole.... schtick is done. Over. Essentially, her sense of "humor" and her stylized take on politics is obsolete. Case in point, the below paragraph from today's column, which is really quite a gem:

"The guilty pleasure I miss most when I’m out slogging on the campaign trail is the chance to sprawl on the chaise and watch a vacuously spunky and generically sassy chick flick.

So imagine my delight, my absolute astonishment, when the hokey chick flick came out on the trail, a Cinderella story so preposterous it’s hard to believe it’s not premiering on Lifetime. Instead of going home and watching “Miss Congeniality” with Sandra Bullock, I get to stay here and watch “Miss Congeniality” with Sarah Palin.

Sheer heaven."

Vomit a little in your brain, right?

OK, well, I was going to do all of the above (which I just did-funny how that worked out) when I caught wind of this story.

Essentially, the Russian government has gotten even more brazen about assassinating "subversive" journalists. You might remember Anna Politkovskaya who was shot near her Moscow apartment in 2006. Magomed Yevloyev, a blogger who ran a site about the Ingushetia region, which is under Russian control, was detained by police after getting off an air plane in Moscow. In the car, he was shot in the temple. The police and Goverment claim "It was an accident."

His body was shoved out of the moving vehicle and left outside of a hospital.

Fucking out-of-this-world nusto scary.

I get caught up in ridiculous obnoxious-lefty theories occasionally (see previous post) but this is the real deal. So while MaDo might verging on Tar Pit irrelevancy,I'm so glad we live in a place Maureen Dowd can be all Whacky-Sexy-Cool, and where you can say whatever you want about whoever you want. At least, it seems like we do...

Yevloyev story via Gawker

So About Last Night: Barack America, Fuck Yeah!

me: So I maybe had a crazy thought last night.

cjs: Uh huh.

me: WHAT IF Obama is such an amazing leader, and everything is great, and then, with the enthusiasm of people starved for leadership, we start letting him do things that were illegal -- like be president for 4 more years. and then four more again. and then four MORE AGAIN and then suddenly, he's this vaguely totalitarian leader. ANd when people think about "How could they have let this happen?" they'll go back and look at the footage of last night, and think. "THAT is how they let it happen."

WHAT IF!?

cjs: Ok. I mean, I see what you're saying. The Leni Riefenstahlishness of it and that sort of drama and enthusiasm sweeping a nation to support one person, whatever
but... That's complete liberal craziness.

me: My theory, you mean?

cjs: Yeah, your theory is nuts. The nation will remain divided for its benefit. I don't think we're at risk of totalitarianism any time soon

me: YOU NEVER KNOW

cjs: Don't you have a drum circle to get to?

I Am So Being Watched By Homeland Security

"A Song And Dance Man"

Like many Sunday nights before, tonight I rewatched Scorsese's documentary on Bob Dylan, "No Direction Home." Sometimes I watch it when I'm feeling particularly unimaginative, or like my stuff is getting stale. It usually makes me feel even worse, but it has good music, so that's cool.

Please enjoy the below, which is a pretty hilarious example of what happens when uh, someone with Bob Dylan's brain meets a room of bored, clueless press people.

White Out

Look! It's all the white members of this family! And only the white ones!

Bringing The Hate: HuffPo Commentors

For any number of reasons, Danny Shea, the Media Editor over at HuffPo, posted my story about Meghan McCain, highlighting her quote that she would never date a journalist. (Actually, I bet his it was his fabulous new assistant, Chloe's idea. I want that girl's brain.)

And lo and behold, the HuffPo commentors have struck.

They find all sorts of ways of calling her an idiot, a slut, ugly, and fat. Someone calls her a "tart," which I actually think is a pretty good indicator of the age of your average reader.

Thank. Fucking. Gawd it's not my job to read what the hell those middle-aged, white, raging sexists and idiotic anti-semites are pulling out of their asses and smearing all over their computer screens. Blah blah blah, it's not everyone, but the majority, blah blah blah.

So progressive, these readers. So lefty intellectual.

I hate that shit. I hate it as much as I hate "indie" boys who are flaming emosogynists. I hate it as much as I hate "liberal" professors who consistently ignore female students so as to enjoy the brilliance of their male students. I hate it as much as "class warrior progressives" who have can't accept their own hypocrisy.


Go read some Norman Mailer and jack off to your dirty, secret picture of Hillary, you loathsome douchefaces of intellectual mediocrity.

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