Thursday, May 14, 2009

What's got two thumbs and is a total asshole?

Cliffhanger.


Former Cheers star John Ratzenberger has filed for a restraining order against his ex-girlfriend - because he is scared she will turn violent after listening to country music.
The actor, who played Cliff Clavin in the beloved sitcom, filed documents at Los Angeles Superior Court claiming his 45-year-old ex had made "harassing and intimidating phone calls, emails and text messages" to him and his family and friends.
And bizarrely, Ratzenberger claims his former partner "indicated that it is common in many country western songs for women to set the cars of their former boyfriends on fire" and is scared she "may have the capacity to perpetuate this act or similar violent conduct."
Ratzenberger has requested for the judge to order the woman targetted in the suit to stay at least 100 yards away from him if she is not willing to buy him beer.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

"Like trying to vomit up a cannonball"

Let me tell you about this great chick I know. She's really nice and sweet and super smart and has a great sense of humor. She just loves sex and she cooks and cleans like a professional. She's great, right? Oh ya, by the way, she's 6' 9,” weighs 600 pounds and has got a wonderful case of severe acne and lovely greasy hair. Don't look at that one eye either...it's dead.Her tragic breasts look like empty hot water bottles and her teeth are a beautiful battleship gray. Hook 'em and keep hookin' 'em! The coprporation cannot help but sell.The Bush era.

Where does one begin? "My Pet Goat"? Abu Ghraib? Ahmed Chalabi? Mission Accomplished? The "Battle of Iraq?" Valerie Plame? No-bid contracts? The billions of dollars the Pentagon can't account for, and apparently never will? The Department of Justice firings? The blue Iraqi flag? The staged press conference? The fake Thanksgiving turkey? Terry Schiavo? Freedom Fries? Katrina?

Why not just plant WMDs in Iraq?

But really, Bush himself wasn't the problem. Bush was a cipher, the perfect vacuum at the center of a perfect storm -- an ideological superstorm which rotated, like some slow, sick, wobbling hurricane of raw sewage over America, brown and shitty! This Neo-Conservative Superstorm had three major sources of energy feeding it:

a) a panicked population in need of a Protective Patriarch,

b) a Republican party crowded with brazen and reckless ideologues,

and most significantly:

c) A network of Conservative Think Tanks with deep pockets and a fearsomely coordinated army of media pundits.

As for the first two factors: I'll leave the question open as to how so many Americans could be so gullible, or how so many elected officials got it into their heads that they were entitled to do WHATEVER THE FUCK THEY WANTED simply because they belonged to God's Own Party. Stampede voters and the thieving motherfuckers who prey on them have always been with us. Nothing new.

What is new and unique about these past 8 years was the rise of the Conservative Think Tanks. To explain who they are, how they operate, and what kind of mischief they've caused.
Think of the Conservative Think Tank system as a parody of the university system; a network of "institutes" all founded to support an ideology, whose "scholars" write "reports" and conduct "studies" which surprise! -- all re-affirm the correctness of their institute's ideological premise.

What do Think Tanks primarily produce? Policy. And who are their clients? Government officials (but even here the distinction blurs, as think tank "fellows" are often appointed to cabinet or advisor positions while elected officials are often groomed and funded by Think Tanks from the beginning of their political career.) The invasion of Iraq, to take an example, was crafted by Project for a New American Century in 1998. These policies are supported by the Think Tanks' own "reports" and "studies" whose footnotes, on careful observation, reference studies by other, motivated Conservative Think Tanks.

Cherry-picked intelligence. "Greeted as liberators." "Plan B is to make Plan A work." Caesar will only hear what is pleasing to Caesar.
We live in a Post-Truth America. The Neo-Cons have created an environment where truth not only does not matter, truth is outright impossible. If I don't like the facts, I'll invent my own facts was the apparent motto of the Bush White House and indeed the whole Conservative movement. And it seemed that the majority of Americans were okay with this. Could you, for example, have found ten people who agreed that WMDs were (or were not) discovered in Iraq? Could you have found ten people who agreed that Saddam Hussein was NOT responsible for the attacks of 9/11? When the administration itself was incapable of giving a straight answer to these questions, there was no way of establishing the truth or falsehood of any lunatic belief at that time. It was like watching a burglary in broad daylight, where none of the neighbors -- in fact, not even the homeowner being burgled -- was interested in calling the police.

And as Bush's cronies amble away into the sunset today, their pockets still bulging and jingling, I find myself wondering: "If a law is broken, but nobody cares to press charges, was a crime actually committed?"

All my life I've heard Baby Boomers bitching about Nixon, even after he was dead. I used to wish they'd just GET OVER IT, but now I understand their bitterness. It wasn't what Nixon did that infuriated them so much. It's what he got away with. Nixon was nudged out of office by a momentary gust of public disfavor over a botched burglary attempt -- not, say, a Congressional investigation into the bombing of Cambodia. There was never a thorough reckoning of the misdeeds of Nixon's White House, just as there will probably never be a full accounting of the perversions and swindles of Bush's presidency. To the majority of Americans, Bush will be that guy who invaded Iraq and wrecked the economy.Sad.

Raise a glass to yourselves for surviving the Bush Era.

And let's raise a second glass to those who didn't.

"What times the brother supposed to show up?"

What am I gonna miss most?...the smiles, the laughs, the all around good times.



"You work three jobs? - Uniquely American, isn't it? I mean, that is fantastic that you're doing that." — Bush, to a struggling divorced mother of three in Omaha, Nebraska, Feb. 4, 2005





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