Sunday, July 10, 2011

Sunday Quickies, Starting With the Internet Feuds.

Sorry. I'm off schedule. It all started Friday evening, when I found myself sick with the thought of hanging out in the apt., paying too much attention to the stinking Internet. So I got marginally dressed up, went into the city, and bla, bla, yadda yadda. I'm still recovering from that.

Net feuds. I should consider myself happy I am too insignificant to attract the attention of the wing nut bloggers who have attracted mine. That shit gets very juvenile, very fast. Ann Althouse is either in a three way, or four way pissing match now. She cutely quoted that old Stealers Wheels song, "Clowns to the left of me. Jokers to the right . . . ," but she missed the point, entirely. She considers herself more of an independent, so she's stuck in the middle, with or with out another (making reference to the song, "Stuck in the Middle With You," again.) Now granted, that old saw about how if everyone is against you, you must be doing something right would rate as sophistry, if it did not seem utterly baseless, and irrational, and self serving within 3 seconds of awareness of it having been communicated. It's rank bullshit. Not that I am saying she said that. But I suspect that's part of the bundle of twigs that comprises her thoughts on these matters. Moving on . . .

Mitch McConnell is being honest again. He repeats. His main goal is the defeat of P. Obama. Dood. That's the same (well for an audience not composed of fellow travellers) as saying no fucking one should trust any position you take on any issue, since we must assume it's real purpose is to your real and stated goal, defeating P. Obama.

Honest (on that one point) but generally a dishonest person. Moving on.

CNN recently did a piece on whether or not legal blowhard commenters, such as, particularly, Modified Mullet Wearing Nance Grace are hurting the process. Answer -- of course! Find it here. Oh and one last thing for now . . .

Pawlenty is taking shots at Bachmann. Good going Timmy. Remember you wanna-bes got to defeat each other before you can run against P. Obama.

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