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Our Top Ten (or so) Postings
- The American Century 23 March 05
- Smokey and the Bandits 24 Aug 05 w/ March 07 update
- Swift Boat Moms in Winnebagos 30 Aug 05 (cited by SourceWatch)
- War Porn and Silencing Soldiers 5 Nov 07 (cited by Crooks & Liars)
- The War Letters 19 March 07
- Pentateuchal Investigative Reporting 18 Oct 07
- A Convenient Leak for Dan Quayle’s Brain 25 Oct 07 (cited by Salon Blog Watch and The Moderate Voice)
- America At Its Worst (parts i and ii) 3 Aug 06 (The entire Howie Rich Series is HERE) (basis of Omaha World Herald exposé)
- The Bison Tenniel 4 July 06
- Another Dip in the Nugent Slime 5 July 07 (Faux Nooz: this is the one that freaked out Ted Nugent, Sean Hannity and Brent Bozell)
- They Get Their Own Facts 16 March 07
- Christina's Outing 30 Oct 2007
Evidently you CAN fool some people all the time
Three Webrings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Red States where the Shadows lie.
One Webring to rule them all,
One Webring to find them,
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and in the darkness bind them
In the Red States where the Shadows lie.(with apologies to J.R.R. Tolkien)
his vorpal sword- Butt Plug Bob Wants Santa To Kill Sen. ByrdButt Plug Bob only reveres Christmas if it agrees with him. ('Cause, like, he's an Über-Christer, don't cha know?) And, all he wants for Christmas is for Santa to kill Senator Byrd.
- Here’s a ThoughtI don’t know if we’ve forgotten it, or if the new generations never heard of it, but if you all could just take a moment to take your knees off your opponent’s chest, unclench your fists and wipe the blood from your hands … Peace on Earth, Good Will to Men. It’s a really good idea, no [...]
- Russian ‘Think Tank’ ties to Cato even MORE SuspiciousLong time friends? I guess you could say that. Prime Ministers of Russia come and go, but love for Cato springs eternal, evidently.
- Merry Christmas from Howie RichIt really doesn't get any better than this: Cato Board Member's (Howie Rich) astroturf group (ALG) quotes a Cato "fellow" who, it is NEVER MENTIONED, founded the group ["Moscow-based Institute of Economic Analysis (IEA)"] ... They run the report through a British paper's Libertarian contrarian and then quote it as "new […]
- An Inconvenient PoofThis new "Russian" revelation is a Libertarian con. The founder and head of the Russian "Think Tank" that released this report is a Cato Institute fellow who was paid $150,000 in 2007, according to Cato's IRS 990 filing.
- Tax Cut and Runour infrastructure -- physical and financial -- has been destroyed by these people, and now we pay the piper for what has been, in effect, the world's longest running political Ponzi scheme -- tax cuts mostly for the rich, pretending to pay a dividend of "jobs" and "innovation," while living off the "equity" of our national […]
- Your Christmas Present …… is the FIFTH annual virtual broadcast of my highly subversive Christmas radio play. (Tuesday’s “Under No Aegis” contains all the clues you need to decode the subversiveness if, after listening, you are still asea.) And, for a special treat, The KOPT Radio Theater Players in the 2005 production of “The St. Nick Case,” in wide-spectr […]
- Here’s Your Monday News, LateBetter to be ahead of the wave than underneath it. Here’s what I wrote on November 29: 29 November 2009…8:38 pm Here’s Your Monday News, Early Flogging the slow Thanksgiving weekend, the global warming deniers’ calculated and coordinated blogswarm has dominated Memeorandum all weekend, which means, of course, that Monday’s news will be THEIR spin […]
- Mysteries of the Universe Revealed #412: HeadlinesReaders and cranky letter writers love nothing more than to hyper-analyze every jot and tittle of headlines, but, frankly, a headline is NOT journalism. It's a "hook" to get you to read the story, and is more legitimately a mild form of advertising. Just as book jacket copy, with its breathless prose, is completely independent of the writer .. […]
- Under No AegisWas there, in actuality, a unicorn in the garden eating roses? Happy Birthday, James Thurber. Toupée! It costs me, I know. Back when I talked my way into the Los Angeles Herald-Examiner, starting with a big two-page splash on James Michener — a writer who seemingly followed me from paper to paper, as I reviewed Michener after Michener, beginning [...] […]
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Jabberwocky
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe."Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood a while in thought.And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!One, two! One, two!
And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back."And, hast though slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
