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DOH! Everyone says something stupid sooner or later, it’s the curse of the error-prone connection between the human brain and mouth. When the average person tastes gritty shoe leather in their pie hole, they stop, apologize, and everyone moves on. But politicians aren’t like you and me.

  Generally speaking, I have a fairly strong stomach when it comes to blogging. I write more days than I miss, but sometimes I take a day off. I take a day off because the unrelenting crapstorm our country has become is simply too much for me, and my rapidly rusting iron stomach, to digest.

Update: No shit, who do you think helped him be so good at it? Nancy Pelosi, damn your useless hide! When you swept to power - well maybe not swept, more like a shuffle really - the democratic hopeful thought you’d be the savior, the leader of the vast left-wing conspiracy’s triumphant return to power.

It’s been a long time since my last anger-filled screed. This unexpected development isn’t because there are no more topics worthy of long and vicious screeds, it’s because I’m feeling a little like a ripple wimpily expending itself on the placid shores of a pond.

When Stephen Colbert coined the term “truthiness“, he hit the nail on the head as it applies to our Barney Fife administration. The Great Flip-Flopper sends his PR minions to spin corrections to stories and statements so often, they can “truthifully” claim they did or didn’t say something as it suits them.

“I was brought up quite differently than you apparently, even as you sought to show some grace which is usually lacking you end up the Fool. What a sad place to exist.(in your mind that is) If you couldn’t be decent enough to leave all political feelings out and send good wishes to the family

"Liberals need to start calling a moron a moron—and openly mocking that moron if his positions or actions are indefensible."So writeth Ian Murphy, Moron. ---> Consider yourself mocked. The entire POS article can be found here: F*ck the Dead Troops Another one of the lowlights: "So, 4000 rubes are dead.

Stock investing is a world far-removed from the everyday financial physics most of us live by. Every quarter, stock analysts trot out their balls - er, crystal balls - and predict how much a company should make in the next quarter. If a stock merely meets the estimate, the stock tanks and in some cases pulls others down with it.

It takes one to know one and George Bush - The Man Who Never Made a MistakeTM - knows a lot of people of like mind and talent. Unrepentant neocondinista Doug Feith - Bush’s former Under Secretary of Defense for Policy and Lunacy - left for greener pastures a while back.

Where once the name simply meant “colossal”, we now think of the Titanic as the perfect metaphor for incompetence, hubris, and sometimes the overwhelming ability of humans to be cavalier with their neighbors’ lives. It certainly illuminates much of what our poor excuse for a president does.