I can't believe that this incident isn't getting more serious headline coverage. Palin admits--to someone she believes is Nicolas Sarkozy--that she's unprepared to assume the office of President Of The United States. She said this, out loud, to another “world leader.” Does this not have the potential to be the final nail in the McCain campaign coffin? All her prepared, coached, political gibberish about Obama's ”learning on the job“ pales comparative to her finally blurting out this truth. The depths to which she's now wandered into stupid-land are almost immeasurable. Welcome to Sarah Unplugged.

I can't relax. I can't look and I can't look away. The polls, the commentaries, the blogs. It's all too much and I can't get enough. Rachel and Keith and Chris. With Bill Maher thrown in for good measure. Arguably, the most exciting and certainly the most significant election in a lifetime. And that's just as it should be. This is brand new territory. Something we've never seen is about to happen right here. Right here. Not in Europe. Not on the Moon. In America. My goodness. My goodness...

Camille...Camille...can you seriously still believe, with even the pretense of a straight face, that's there's any story here. Give it up if only for the survival of the remnants of your credibility. Obama as terrorist, non-citizen, whatever. You're like the last guest to leave at a robo-call party. And your heavy-breathing over the corpse of Sarah Palin's vapid candidacy, is embarrassing. Even Matt Drudge gets it. You're so Nov. 3rd.

Yep, Joan, you're right. The Lieberman decision is an abomination. It's also politics by way of Machiavelli. Joe's new role as the “Democratic Caucus Punk” will be way more valuable to Team Majority than the pissed-off, spiteful contrarian that we all know Joey would be had it not turned out his way. Hard to swallow in the short run, good for us all in a clinch. And his new leash and collar are awfully becoming, don't you think?

Poor Tom. Rose to success on his youthful good looks and charm before he learned how to act, spent the last few decades in full view of the world attempting to do so, and hit pre-middle age with still no evidence that he could. It isn't just that he continues to choose roles that are beyond him, he repeatedly sees himself as characters for which he's dreadfully miscast--The MI films, War Of The Worlds, Eyes Wide Shut, et. al. I can't shake the feeling that I'm seeing a kid playing dress-up in his dad's clothes. Stick to romantic comedies, TC. Think “Luke Wilson” in lifts.

I've loved all things Charles Dickens since high school--Great Expectations, Tale Of Two Cities, Pickwick Papers, Nicholas Nickleby, Oliver Twist, etc.--because I had a superb English Lit teacher, who showed us what a master of plot and character design and construction CD was. His novels are like great banquets served up by a brilliant storyteller. Never even considered slogging through any of it. Forget the Readers Digest versions. I'll take the originals, multiple endings and all.

Dark Knight wasn't nominated for Best Picture by those who make movies because it's a beached whale, designed for a 15 year old, male demographic, made up of repetitive special effects, endless explosions and overlong vehicle chases, kept alive by one good performance and a host of bad ones. Christian Bale, usually wonderful in most everything he does (including off camera temper tantrums) is a bore, weighed down by an awful decision to alter the sound of his ”Batman voice“ into a sillly, basso, gravel-laden imitation of Barry White. Were it not for Heath Ledger's interesting and inventive performance, and his untimely passing, this film would get no more attention at awards ceremonies than Transformers or any of The Terminator films. The movie is about an hour too long.

The RNC is the proverbial chicken-with-out-a-head, headed by a nincompoop. Steele, Limbaugh, Jindal: this is their best and brightest. Dems need do nothing more then sit back, relax and pass the popcorn. This is going to be a whole lot of fun.

Congratulations to the Miss Universe/USA/California organization for inadvertently creating a powerful, pro-gay marriage symbol. Miss C's decision to take her stance on same sex marriage to Washington, makes her the perfect foil in demonstrating that only the paralyzingly stupid and/or patently bigoted remain the elemental opponents to this basic freedom.

Like the ridiculous “Joe The Plumber," she's been sucked into a wave of desperate, right wing, reactionary support, with no visible sign of intelligence, and feeling heroic, while simply looking foolish. Obviously, the pageant owners are stuck between a rock and an air-head. They can't fire her. That would set off a storm of looney, right-wing protests. So she's theirs until mid-2010. And after a year's worth of listening to her idiotic, public babbling we'll all be able to extend her our heartfelt thanks for her significant role in helping repeal Proposition 8 here in California, to say the least. Who says beauty pageant contestants are useless bimbos?

...that American Idol is not a singing competition. Kris Allen is marginally talented, with a bland, whiney voice and little range. Yes, it's absolutely true that the 11 to 14 year old female voting demographic, who find him--and his ilk--boyishly non-threatening, have turned this competition into an adolescent, high school election. When one considers that out of thousands of entrants, auditions and performances, this guy is the one still standing, it's pretty clear that AI is as irrelevant as Allen himself.