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February 8, 2008

we do not torture.

oh, wait. yeah we do.


icanhascheezburger does it again

October 16, 2007

not so hard


Dear Jenna,

October 2, 2007



I was going to wait to write more on this once the transcript materialized in the SoT, but here I am…fuming. I happened to catch the interview this morning before work and again while I was home for lunch. What luck, right?

The gist is that dear Jenna is on a book tour. Apparently she volunteered with UNICEF and has written a fictional novel based on the life of one of the children she met while in Latin America. So interviewer Ann Curry is asking about her courageous work with UNICEF and the awful things she must have seen while teaching in third world countries and blah blah.

And then, of course, the interview turns to the fact that Jenna is GDub’s daughter. And, Oh My Fucking God, she gets all goddamn misty eyed and shaky chinned over all the disapproval her Paw gets for his “word mix-ups”. Yes folks, the whole world hates our President because of his “word mix-ups”.

She says, whimpering, that she tries not to watch the news so she doesn’t have to hear the criticism. Jenna then goes on to say that sure, she and her family discuss The Iraq, but those conversations should be private.

Excuse me?! At this point ya just wanna go for the pencils and live out your remaining years with bloody eye sockets.

Let me get this straight, dear Jenna, you are keeping quiet about this and this and THIS because it hurts your fee fees? You should be ashamed.


September 11th

September 12, 2007

“How can we use this attack that was orchestrated mostly by Saudis and ordered by the Saudi leader of a terrorist organization based mainly in Afghanistan as leverage to wage a pointless war on Iraq so that our President can finally show his family that his dick is indeed bigger than his father’s?” – Amanda Marcotte


It’s really strange to me to hear people talk about how united we were as a nation after September 11th. I remember being shamed and ridiculed, online and in real life, for imagining the good that may yet come out of such an abhorrent event – a greater reverence for all human life, perhaps?  I remember my mother, one of the most liberal and compassionate women you’d ever meet, Gandhi-like in her dedication to non-violence, turn to me at lunch just after the attack and say, “i wish we could just bomb them off the face of the earth”. Thinking about that moment gives me that teary, lumpy, can’t breathe feeling in my throat.  What had become of her?  What’s become of us?


Home of teh stoopid

September 10, 2007


“Do you think Saddam Hussein was personally involved in the September 11th, 2001, terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon?”

Yes 33
No 58

Ex-squeeze me? Baking Powder?  A freekin’ third of those polled still believe Saddam was personally involved in 911! After so much evidence to the contrary!!  Are these folks living in a basement smoking rat droppings all the live long day or what!?!?  And I thought my Uncle was the only batshit crazy human left with the ability buy that bullshit (and try to sell it to others with a straight face). 

The Dumbfuck.  It burns, I tell ya, it burrrrnnnns!

On top of this, as my friend G. just pointed out, we have people trying to explain why “x” number of American’s can’t find the US on a map by saying it’s “cuz they don lik no readin’ in thu Irak”.

America.  Home of teh stoopid.