Jaysus, but it's sad when these guys consider themselves examples of a race, let alone a species. What the heck. Suit 'em up and send them off to some foreign land to defend us against those who would harm us. Prime candidates for the 'Sir, yes Sir' school of life. Where were the recruiters while these guys were running around the halls of some Junior High School??

Joe The Plumber. Atilla The Hun. Rudy The Giuliani. Gomer The Mechanic. Sounds like an old Abbott & Costello skit. You need a knack to find your niche. And everyone has a niche.

Nothing new here. Welcome to The United States Of Gomer Pyle.

http://tinyurl.com/6dk4qo

What America needs is a Christian President (hasn't been one since . . . . ??), an intrepid reporter, an honest banker, and a good 5 cent cigar . . .

Speaking of heaving bosoms, reporters, five o'clock shadows (groundhogs??)and bald-faced audacity. Here's one better than ol' Maeve . . .

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/1799564/posts

Yes, it's Pammikins aka the Shrieking Harpie, of 'Bosom Heaves', errrr, 'Atlas Shrugs'. Whatever. Yep, Pamela Geller. If you took a pinch of Michelle Malkin, a squeeze of Annie Coutler, soaked it in olive oil (definitely NON-virgin), rolled it in pubic hair (bleached), and baked it in hell for a long while, you'd get this result. I wonder if she's related to Uri Geller. The both seem to have the same schtick. One bends spoons, the other bends the truth.

, (And don't even get me started on Sarah Palin -- the first time I heard that nasal "aaaannnnddd' (and she says it every third word), I was on mute).

My bad, I'm talking about The Stick, so forgive me. She promotes the spoonerism in me . . .

http://www.talkingpresidents.com/products-af-coulter.shtml

Batteries, gin rickey and Carletons not included

So . . .

thus begins a long and rather convulated metaphor that doesn't make much sense, especially when you consider that the Wiz is the guy behind the curtain, and that ol' John isn't even in the equation. Or maybe he's the cowardly lion with the heart problems? Or the Tin Man?

M. Sinnard opines: "So Palin is the Wicked Witch of the West and Obama is the Wonderful Wizard of Oz, complete with his bankster buddies behind the curtain and a brainless scarecrow named Biden that is ready to take the throne when Oz takes off in a balloon that he filled up with his "Hope and Change" rhetoric."

It is best to avoid those who begin remarks / snarks with "So", as in "So what you're saying is . . . ", or "So you believe that . . . ", and other such clumsy attempts to put words in your mouth -- SOP for those who try & employ lousy logic.

kitt writes, and links: "If I were a betting man, ten would get you twenty that this will be on Countdown tonight. Which starts in ten minutes from now."

http://tinyurl.com/67r5np

Sigh. You only need to look at this smug, smirking, cherub-cheeked little Mofo and you know that a very large part of America is truly phawked. You see the same look on all these lying, smarmy little SOBs. You hear them baying at the McCain rallies. You see their angry, contorted faces at Palin rallies. Jeebus, but that is scary -- these POS could be living next door. To you, to me. And more than likely they exercise their right to bear arms, reproduce (producing more deead-eyed, hare-brained spawn), drive a motor vehicke (probably an SUV), and call themselves Christians (except this little rat-bastard was a righteous Hebrew). Why wasn't he absolutely slapped down? Because even if he was, he still wouldn't feel any shame. These folks have absolutely njo sense of values . . .

Sorry about the myriad of mistakes in my prior post. Haven't had a drink yet, but I'm shaking from that last video . . .

JimAKAweinie whines: "Just dandy -- Speaking of First Amendment rights and freedom of the press, I'm sure it is just fine with many of you that a Seattle area "Progressive" paper published photos and home addresses of some McCain supporters."

Two words, Michelle Malkin. If you don't unnderstan, I'm sure some progressive can maybe fill you in on the secret. I'm gonna do a Michael Goldfarb and assume you know what I'm talkin' about . . .

BTW (we know how to catch Bin Laden, too).

I'm going to put on my blue sunglasses, and wade out into that beeyootiful Japanese Saturday autumn morn. Maybe wear my Jim Morrison t-shirt, too. And walk right past StarBucks, the Mormon Missionary Delegation (from Alpha Seven Serenditity, Loquat Quadrant -- do they have to wear bicycle helmets?), and have me some chicken on a stick. Hope your day is just as pleasant.

BTW The best Sarah / John cartoon. Ever.

http://harpers.org/#hbc-90003787