This week's burning hot blog topics (some NOT for the squeamish): the Waxman Cometh; why's The Dick in the bushes?; Savage Weiner defames God; how do you like your messiah - chocolate or papier-mâché?; is Creationism smooth or chunky? (Think I'm kidding?); is Gonzales toast or just stewing in his own... um, Sampson juices?; and poor Glenn Beck claims he's a persecuted Christian. All this, plus putrid pet food and Judy Giuiani's puppy-killing past.
What a holy week! All three major monotheistic religions began celebrations this week (Mohammed's birthday, Palm Sunday, and Passover). But for BushCo, this could've been a peaceful planet week, signaling good things to come through diplomacy and a greater understanding of our fellow men, women and children. Alas, 'twasn't to be.
Bedtime For Gonzo Or toasted by the mostest? The "mostest" being this great graphic (and Sampson
http://www.talkleft.com/story/2007/3/29/122521/492">testimony analysis) from Talk Left]:
Then, there's this great
HuffPo answer to the question, "How many times did Kyle Sampson claim he didn't remember?" (Psst! It's 122 times.)
Karl's Jr Or Radar O'Reilly? Kyle Sampson, whose parents must be named Mr. Frankly I Don't Recall and Mrs. Honestly I Don't Remember Sampson, had an absolutely astounding memory during his voluntary senate testimony... when questioned by Repubs. Amazing, wasn't it, how his memory failed when questioned by Democratic committee members? Firedoglake live-blogged the event. If you missed it, start
here.
Think Progress also has the fireworks (and the video clip link) of Senator Leahy detailing the Repubs' (actually, Mitch "Pursed Lips" McConnell's)
attempt to shut down the hearing. Three cheers for Sen. Sheldon Whitehouse (D-RI), who thwacked Sampson so hard that Little Kyle cried, "Miers! Gonzales! Ask The Principals!" all the way home. Dday at Daily Kos
has the details and the rough transcript.
The Waxman Cometh Let's hear it for subpoena power! Um, Miss Rice? Karma's on line two for you. Actually, it's Henry Waxman, and he's tired of Condoleezza's indifference to his letters. Here's The Waxman's
latest letter (courtesy of Think Progress) to the Queen of Mean:
Dear Madam Secretary:
On March 12, 2007, I sent you a letter renewing, as formal requests of the Committee, prior letter requests that I sent to you between 2003 and 2006. These requests sought information on the claim that Iraq sought uranium from Niger, White House treatment of classified information, the appointment of Ambassador Jones as "special coordinator" for Iraq, and other subjects. My March 12 letter is attached.
The March 12 letter requested a response by March 23 to several of the inquiries, but the Committee received no response from you.
I now request your appearance before the Committee at a hearing on Wednesday, April 18, 2007, at 10:00 a.m. in Room 2154, Rayburn House Office Building. At this hearing, you will be asked to provide testimony and respond to questions on the subjects outlined in the March 12 letter and the original request letters. …
Sincerely,
Henry A. Waxman
Chairman
Such a polite request. With teeth. Sharp ones.
Thank A DUer! Thanks to
SoCalDem for posting this:
Drastic measure taken to avoid a Bush speech?
Apparently this poor soul is trying to kill himself with the only thing available to him.. or maybe he's just trying to gouge his own eye out to escape the stage?
Well, wouldn't you want to gouge your eye out under similar conditions?
Thanks to
msongs for pointing out that Hotline citing anything spewed forth by Drudge is... well, read it for yourself:
wow two questionable sources in one title. is there an award for this?
"Some Clinton supporters..." no names eh?
"Others will worry..." no names again.
"...so we're relying on other sources with less direct knowledge say." no names AGAIN.
way to spread the merde.
Excellent point, msongs! Hotline is good in one area, though: printing all the slimy gossip that's... um, fit to print. Here's
a gory little story about Rudy's
first second third wife:
Good Morning, Giuliani Campaign
Cringe-inducing:
In Sunday's Post, Rudy Giuliani's presidential campaign spokesman, Michael McKeon, said of Judi Giuliani's work with U.S. Surgical, "She was in the operating room hundreds of times, using her nursing skills and training doctors in the stapling technique."
Asked yesterday about the procedure being performed on dogs, McKeon said, "I've never heard any of this before."
Then McKeon said he would have to ask Judi.
Finally, he said only that Judi had not been involved in procuring dogs for sales demonstrations - but did not comment on whether she participated in demonstrations involving dogs.
Judi Giuliani joined the company as a saleswoman in North Carolina in 1975 after spending a year working as a nurse.
Cringe inducing:
Vomit inducing, too. Pardon me while I retch.
Back to thanking DUers... Many, many thanks to
piesRsquare for keeping tabs (bloggings daily at
2 Black Cats) on the tainted pet food press releases, non-denial denials from CEO's, and the increasing list of pet food brands to avoid. 300,000+ consumer complaints and counting. Now that the FDA can't rule out that our human food isn't tainted, our pets just might be the canaries in our coal mine. Thanks so much, piesRsquare!
Holy Week Happenings Savage Weiner defames God! Radio entertainer Michael Savage (née Weiner) blamed the God of Abraham for destroying the World Trade Center towers in 2001. From God to Savage
via Atrios:
SAVAGE: And God, who is the center of this monotheistic religion, has said, "Oh, you don't worship me anymore? Oh, you don't like me anymore? Oh, I don't exist anymore? Really? All right, I'm going to show you boys in Hollywood and you girls in New York City that I do exist. But since you're very hard-headed, stiff-necked people, and you don't really believe that I exist because you've gotten away with everything you've done all your life without any repercussions, I'm going to show you I exist in a way that you can't believe." Down came the World Trade Center towers. That was God speaking.
Which circle of hell is reserved for blasphemers? Oh well, Savage Weiner will find out someday.
Barack Obama Christ, it must be some work of art! Actually, it's a papier-mâché sculpture of Barack Obama wearing flowing robes and sporting a blue neon halo. Diary Of A Madman
writes: "its offensive...but im not offended." Over at Obamarama, JHC
adds:
Thank God it was papier-mâché and not chocolate! Meanwhile, Bartcop
takes on the true believers (again... still) in the matter of the late great Pope's miracles:
Subject: Pope John Paul II miracle
not nice Bart! not nice at all!
It is NOT a "load of crap"
....so many miracles occurred when Pope J.P. II was alive they've published an entire book on them.
Bart: No, there is no God and no such thing as "miracles."
There is only the not-yet-explained.
'There are none so blind...as those who WILL NOT see!',
if anyone should be willing to believe in miracles, it should be you.
Bart: If there was a God, wouldn't he want me to use my eyes
and my smallish brain and see what was real?
And the debate goes on...
Ever curious about stories of magic Mormon underwear, I turned to the blogs for the 411, namely:
The Third Path's "Why I Don't Take Romney Seriously";
The Two Malcontents' post, "Magic Underwear People Protest Upcoming Cheney Speech"; and
Queer Joe's Knitting Blog post, "Mormons...What's the Deal?" But enough about magic underwear. After all, Glenn Beck is crying this week: "Poor Me! I'm a persecuted Christain!"
So what does Chris at My Two Sense do?
He pokes a stick at CNN's least popular on-air "personality":
Overall, its one big "poor me" speech about how downtrodden the poor white Christian American conservatives are. Mr. Beck, you are (I assume) a millionaire. This is exactly because you are a white Christian American conservative. Take away any of those things and you are the crazy guy on the street with a sign saying "THE END IS NEAR."
Smooth or chunky? There's more to peanut butter than meets the eye. Bruce Wilson at AlterNet
notes that an evangelist, with just one jar of the beloved bread spread, can disprove evolution. Okay... um... wow!
I really don't know what to say. Christian Right evangelist Missler's stunning scientific breakthrough has just sucked all the words right out of me.
You could take this as an April Fool's joke. But I Don't think Chuck Missler intends it that way.
Jesus! Did you watch the video? Chuck Missler obviously has no clue about either the chemical processes employed to stabilize food products or the recent deadly "life forms" swimming around in Peter Pan peanut butter. Always seeking illumination, I googled Mr. Missler and found a link to his "
Learn The Bible In 24 Hours" broadcasts. Note to my Texas Christian University religion professors: if Missler applies for a teaching post, try not to laugh.
Finally, What would Holy Week be without billboards personally signed by Satan? Newsgrinder
points the way to a series of billboards... um, erected... by Cedar Creek Church in Nortwest Ohio... and signed by Satan. Here's one of them:
Question for parishioners: Do you really want your minister explaining the oral-sex origin of the term "sucks" to your children? And if the minister happily volunteers to explain, run! So many Holy Week happenings, so little time.
Now They Tell Us? Four years after the invasion, the Washington Post decides to write about the bogus Niger documents (you know, the forged ones Ambassador Joseph Wilson debunked?), and Senator John Kerry finally discloses that John McCain's people approached him (Kerry) about joining the ticket. Disclaimer: I worked for the Kerry campaign at the DC HQ, and this is the first I've heard of this revelation. I can't say, however, that this surprises me... like Senator Kerry's recent self-defense moves against the Swiftboaters. A little late, Senator. Anyway,
MyDD has the audio and the transcript of the Kerry/McCain story. Enjoy.
Bush's Hissy Fit & The Dick In The Bushes I'm not kidding. It really was a hissy fit, and The Dick really was hiding behind the Rose Garden bushes. The Rude Pundit (Warning! Not for the sensitive reader!)
gives us the "Live Vodka Shot Blogging The President's War Funding Hissy Fit" game:
10:09 - He says, after lining up his cabinet and having them hold their hands in front of them so he can count fingers, that it's been 57 days since he asked the Congress for his emergency supplemental funding for his war. He wants a "clean" bill, goddamnit, not one hooked on heroin, not one used as a coffee cup coaster, and one with no fuckin' deadlines and no pork.
Yeah, about that whole "pork in a bill" idea. Here's a little somethin' on last April's "emergency supplemental," from a Heritage Foundation document: "he (Republican-controlled) Senate Appropriations Committee has loaded the measure with $14 billion in new spending, most unrelated to national security or hurricane recovery. Still not satisfied, Senators are now readying floor amendments to add as much as $10 billion more in spending, which would push the price tag to $24 billion above the President's request." By the way, the Rude Pundit added that "Republican-controlled" adjective there because, you know, that's who was in charge of the fuckin' Senate. That bill? Hunky-fuckin'-dory for Bush to sign. So, sure, he can get his knobby spine twisted about deadlines and benchmarks, but getting upset about additional spending in the bill is a little like the bacon calling the ham "pork."
Meanwhile, I posted
this Yahoo News photo of The Dick in the bushes on my blog, Delilah Boyd:
Hey, at least The Dick can still tolerate sunshine. A massive feat for the living dead, wouldn't you agree?
All reprehensible Repub-ness aside this weekend, let's celebrate renewal, truth and hope for a better future. Be kind to those who worship, as well as to those who don't. I wish you all good blogging, good Googling, and good DUing! Keep shining the light on those nasty little tightie righties, y'all, no matter what you believe... or don't believe. Pax.
-- Delilah Boyd