Snapped Shot

He voted present.

On the bill that would've helped resolve some of the regulatory problems with Fannie Mae/Freddie Mac.

Talk about change you can believe in!

See-Also:

Lorie Byrd, The American Pundit

As Evan Coyne-Maloney points out, Hollywood bigwigs seem have a rather curious view of what it is exactly that constitutes "affecting the election."

W., the hard-left Bush-bashing movie, is being released into theaters this Friday, which is 3 weeks before the elections.

But releasing a reprinted DVD that just might contain a positive view of John McCain is too close to Voting Day for comfort?

Spectacular.

I'm not exactly sure what had caused the server to be so unhappy for the past 15 hours, but hopefully things are back up and running now. From the looks of things, it was either a power failure, or a bad power strip. Nice!

Until I can get caught up with what's going on in the news (Generally: Ace is on fire again), here's a brief thought, brought to us by our friend usdesertdweller:


The Fresh Prince of Bill Ayers

... is apparently standard issue gear for Democrats this election cycle.

On a related note, I'm hoping that one of these days, we'll probably figure out exactly what it is in San Francisco's water that brings this off-the-wall nuttiness out in people.

Incidentally, I have a sneaking suspicion that, now that life has truly imitated parody, I will finally have to give up on my whole "obasmic" schtick.

Nuts.

This just about sums up my thoughts on the Democratic nominees this time around:

Can you guess why tales of this particular scandal won't be gracing your local newspaper's front page tomorrow morning?

I'll give you one guess.

Wouldn't be too surprising, seeing how well China fakes building actual merchandise. This tip comes in from Helmut Blankenbehler, and I've got to say, it's pretty darn convincing.

Unless "outer space" has suddenly developed a deep sea, that is.



There's a full write-up of the evidence here, if you're interested.

Update: Lawhawk helpfully points out that I misread "Spacewalk" as "Moonwalk."

Conspiracy!

What, you mean leaves are supposed to turn brown in the Fall?

I don't know what's more surprising—That North Korea would stoop to republishing months-old photos as evidence that all's well in the Hermit Kingdom, and that Kim Jong-Il is alive and well?

Or that my mortal enemies are actually investigating that a dictatorial forgery is afoot.

Amazing things happen in threes, they say. One wonders which shoe will be the next to drop.

(h/t Jules)

Why is it that Democrats only ever "regret" comments they've made if the comments in question threaten their electability?

Warner has made no mention of his prior positions before, but now that his "commentary" on we ignorant Virginians is making the rounds, he suddenly finds it necessary to apologize.

At least by saying you didn't stand by his past remarks, we know that we'll need to "selectively" listen to his future ones.

... and if you're looking for someone to pin fiscal policy on, you just might want to look towards Congress, which determines the Government's budget year in and year out.

Courtesy Bash. Personally? I think anyone with such well-considered theories belongs in Congress.

Earlier today, when I was stopped at a stop sign going through Gerry Connolly's diverse and tolerant Vienna, Virginia today, another driver flew right up next to me in his silver Acura.

He then proceeded to lean out the window, shake his fists at me, and yell in my general direction pretty loudly.

Of course, seeing how I drive a nice and cozy Saturn Aura, and my windows were up, I didn't hear a word of what he said. Which means Saturn has worked wonders in sound-proofing the car, no?

I'm guessing that he must be a fellow fan or something. It's a mystery to me.

Anyway, while I'm on the topic, and before I go and pass out, the Mrs. has pointed me to a group of Russians celebrating American politics, as only Russians can.

With poetry, yo!

To wit, a poem which will evoke the very essence of America's own Walt Whitman:

И как бы демы не пытались (No matter how hard the "Dems" try)
Надеть стране тюрбан чумазый, (to make the country [America] wear a grimy turban)
Мы победим, не зря ж старались - (We [Republicans] will win, we didn't do it for nothing)
Утопим сучек в нефти с газом ("Da b*tches" will drown in oil and gas)

More neo-classic Russian poetry beyond the fold. Continue reading »

Means asking the kinds of questions that we all want to know. The kinds of questions that should never really need to be asked in a "civilized" nation.

Sadly, at least as far as Fairfax County goes, I think I already know what the answer is going to be.

Alas, with this amazing résumé in hand, this poor Syrian worker is about 100 times as qualified to be President as B. Hussein Obama is:



Change!