So predictable. Just another librul anti-capitalist rant. To paraphrase a senator at the Blackwater hearings "You're here today because some people can't stand the idea that you're making a profit."

Look: When one group of people wears brown loincloths and another group wears yellow loincloths, war is just going to be an inevitable fact of life. Might as well cash in.

I'm no expert, but what used to work in all the bad sci-fi shows I grew up with is to "reverse the polarity." You could try that. It's really powerful. Say a planet has exploded or something, you reverse the polarity, and bang! The planet is back again!

Or say our environment goes into total collapse and forests become deserts and coastal areas become swamps and human populations are forced to relocate by the millions, and economies fail and existing infrastructures aren't worth shit anymore -- Well, IF that happens, we can always just reverse polarity. But until that time, I say there's no reason to worry at all.

Anyway, try reversing polarity on your sub-atomic quantum thingies.

I can't read her writing; I skim. But give credit where it is due: she's right about Kim Novak in "Vertigo." Perfect bit of casting, that.

Michelle Malkin may have done extensive drive-by journalism, but I went even deeper into the story. I actually broke into their house and checked out the refrigerator and cupboards. Ding! This freeloading, society-leeching, family actually had food in there! Oh, they got money for food, alright, but apparently when it comes to paying for enormous medical bills and it's all "Hey, society, pay for everything and give me the free ride I deserve!" Further more, need I say it? That refrigerator and those cupboards were IN A HOUSE which they hadn't sold yet in favor of living in a packing crate under a bridge.

And even if they had sold the house, I bet it would never have occurred to this pack of lampreys to try and rent out part of the crate to a boarder in order to generate a little extra income. Where's the ingenuity and "can do" spirit?

And did I mention that all the kids each had their own pair of shoes and some clothes to call their own? Here they are grabbing hard earned tax dollars from decent Americans when not one of them was willing to forgo the luxury of clothing. I'm telling ya, I have just about had it with the freeloader class. Now, Salon even has the audacity to tell me I can't even attack a 12-year old kid. This country is just a politically correct nightmare anymore. I fear for the future.

Platinum cherry bunker buster! Fratricidal cheesecake! Explicitly pseudo-marshmallow!

I have to agree with anonymous. The only way I could believe these were painted by a 4 year old is to personally watch her paint one. Otherwise, I think it's just extremely - very extremely - unlikely. They are not the creation of childlike playing around. The color choices are often too deliberate and carefully contrasted. There is craft and purpose in their design and composition. They are not as random and free as they might seem.

I withhold final judgement until I see the film, but right now I'm definitely skeptical.

What does the Republican party offer them? Why would you align yourself with a party that long ago split from any of the ideals that you could have found attractive? Wake up, morons! The party doesn't want you. It despises and abuses you. It uses people like you as campaign wedge issues, as get-out-the-vote bait for people who would just as soon beat the crap out of you and leave you for dead tied to a fence post. They are the party that debates whether such a hideous crime should be included on the list of hate crimes, because, you know, sometimes gay guy just got what he had coming, being gay and all.

I'm baffled at what you hope to achieve with any continued support for the Republican party. What does it matter if Romney is backing a constitutional ban? It's not like anyone else in that party will ever come out in favor of gay marriage. Shouldn't that be your goal? Don't you want to be able to get married? There is no chance of it at all with the Republicans. None. Oh the hell with it. I guess I'll just never get it.

That's a good evolution, but what about all the variations?

— We are so Tased, dude! (We screwed up this time ha ha!)

— Tase! (gleeful expression uttered after someone wipes out in a spectacular fashion on the ski slope or some other activity, ha ha!)

— Tase me! (dumbfounded expression of incredulity)

— That chick over there is Tase-tastic or Tase-ilicious. (A female is deemed attractive)

— I'd totally Tase her! (A bit scary, perhaps, but the utterer probably hasn't thought the whole concept out, or doesn't really know what it means to Tase.)

Just brainstorming here.

When I saw the link on the Salon home page "Fred Thompson's Rush love" I thought "Wow! Fred Thompson loves Rush? The Canadian rock band? Cool! He doesn't look like the type, but okay, I guess."

I tried to imagine him headbanging to "2112": "We are the priests, of the Temple of Syrinx!" his meaty paws upthrust in defiant devil horns. He'd be a bit jowly for head banging, but attitude is all. It would be nice, for once, to have somebody running for president who looked like they had ever -- just once even -- just totally rocked out.

No such luck. I click on the link and it turns out he's talking about some guy named Rush who apparently has been talking about some boring shit. He sounds like a blowhard to me, some old fart factory ripping out some nasty old wet ones. That's Fred Thompson, and this Rush guy, too, whoever he is.