Yow! You say...

"catty sadism" and "milk sex scandals" and you tease that good times are had by all? heh. huh. ah. humph! Yea, sing the Beach Boys lyrics?

O, come, come, come, now, and get around and on a surf-board? Whoa!

Leonard Bernstein (who dares go into details in these days) sings details put to music about Pirates who do the thuggery deals at the sea. The fake neoconservatives Thug-on-Land do 'it' via Halibut's and Capital Hill.

They rob not upon waters because they are Not sea-sick-ilk, but are very land-sick-ill-creeps. GOPS! Eternal Flops. Yes.

Perdition. same-same-same-same.

In the old days they were called, Blood-Slops. Yep. Blood Slurps. Blood Suckers. A class of low-class, fine-dressed, Hades-GOPs. Flops.

They forgot.

GOPS are in the la. la. la. la la land. They forgot because this is the Land-of-Dead-Soul-Forgetfulness? Ask the GOP Attorney Generals? Forgetful? O, postpone what? Remembrance. huh.

Nature's karmic wrath? Get real and serious! Oh, huh, be real.

GOPS-Grow up! Did mammy ever read to Ya's? She and Pop forgot? Go find a grease-fork. Be a healer of thy self. Bang two-forks on someone Else's knee? heh. Be a different kind of a kind of a good 'fork' and forgive the bad "bastard momma-pappy" who betrayed the infant-babe because of ill-greed.

Empty!? Then: Change the 'ole fashion karma?

Oh, Zap. Goose-gossamer. Forget hay. Ya's may not be the 5th-relief left-paw-pitcher, and be more popular than Hoyt Wilhelm, the great knuckle-ball pitcher. Great!

He threw illegal spit-balls at the grade-school classroom

during long-division instructions, anyhow?

Forget The Dang Loser spit-ball pitchers!

They can piss a President of the United States off...

I missed a child piano recital last dang Sunday. boo-oho.

Oh, "catty sadism"..."kiss Obama on the cheek hard..." GG.

O, "good times being had by all..." Oh, now we get to go back in time's past to sing the Beach Boys?

Okay-now what am a respectable people,

when mice are rowdy and crazy propagating?

Who will ever believe, or want to sniff,

a odor smell from a Dell Computer Printer?

O, feel free to use the comment section for snippets? huh.

Kiss who on the cheek? Yer area's not ma-kin' and the news makes me more damn-darn goofy or what? Ia's almost given-up! Ah. Huh. Oh, and damn Goose go-sage...What! Where? Wow. Go channel cat river fishing? okay. gads. cat fish is cat-chin?

I prey.

This creeps me out on multiple levels.

I know its common to refer America as we. I do it all the time. But we have a journalist for a major newsweekly sitting one on one with a likely candidate for President just casually throwing it out there: "Shouldn't we just bomb them?"

I almost get the feeling that he means we as in "You and I".

Like I said. Creepy.......

Of all the bizarre coverage I’ve seen, the meme that Hillary’s “breakdown” (an actual expression of emotion) was really reprehensible, calculated behavior on her part takes the prize in partisan distortion.

This opinion, expressed by Bill Kristol, Michelle Malkin and Rush Limbaugh among others, shows just how deep and desperate the right-wing’s hatred of the Clintons is – they will not even give her credit for being a human being.

Really, is any sort of “unity” possible with people this far gone? No.

What’s possible, however, is unity with those who have finally noticed and become embarrassed by this sort of behavior and rhetoric – and that, I believe, is precisely what’s beginning to happen.

Glenn you are MIA here..no one is interested in this buzzkill commentary...

Join the parade man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

VIVA OBAMA..UNITED WE STAND..VIVA OBAMA..UNITED WE STAND..

This burgeoning Obamamania coverage sends shivers down my spine.

I'm just spitballin' here, and I bring the bias of deep cynicism and disaffection for the painfully grotesque state of US political life. So maybe it's not you, it's me.

I suppose it's not widely understood that mass euphoria generated by public figures is by and large a manifestation of mass hysteria. Although the Iowa caucuses have been innocuously categorized as merely the "first words" in a year-long discussion, the hyper-lionization of Obama gave his campaign such a boost that he's taking New Hampshire like Bernadette took Lourdes. The "conversation" may not stop, but the subjects certainly narrow.

Perhaps the Voice of Barack is indeed so resonant with silver truth and golden purpose, so luminous with virtue and roaring with courage, that it melts the hardened heart and steels the bent spine. My iconoclastic ears are tone-deaf to such appeals. So naturally, he sounds like just another virtuoso Bullshitter to me-- a patronizing, condescending centrist who will protect and ally with vested interests beneath the patter of transcendental rhetoric.

But I digress. Apart from my own inconsequential, and perhaps aberrant, perceptions-- I worry that the corporate media is already projecting upon Obama the promise of another Morning in America. By which I meantersay, dusting off that myth, that mummer's regalia, and fitting it to Obama. Never mind the superficial differences, e.g. party affiliation and philosophies-- the Hero-Candidate, the Savior-Candidate, need only be a Great Communicator who inspires trust and affection, who makes people feel encouraged and optimistic, and of course feel good about the "direction" of our country again.

Any "mania" phenomenon is eagerly embraced by the corporate media, because the melodrama and overwrought emotion is like helium that pumps up the coverage until it becomes a self-propelled, self-confirming, and self-expanding juggernaut. Obamamania is particularly propitious because it allows the media to shed the clinging shreds of their quondam Bush-worship and transfer their symbiotic sycophancy to a fresh, wholesome, attractive unknown quantity of a host.

I hope I'm wrong, that the Obama buzz is peaking and will fade to a more... normative level. But Common Dreams and even that trash-tabloid Huffington Post are already brimming with tributes to Obama, the Rising Star.

I harbor the disquieting suspicion that in general, citizens including even media and political elites, are so heartsick and weary from the evil, toxic depredations of the Bush Crime family and its agents, that they are desperate for a reason to feel good. And the wonderfulness of Obama will be wondrously shared by wonderful coverage in a wonderful renaissance of ecstasy.

Obama is a self-conscious messianic figure who is running a messianic campaign. If the media chooses to reciprocate, even a moon suit won't keep one from perishing in a deluge of infotainwhore-generated Obamaglurge.

I expect there are those who feel that the end justifies the means, that it isn't so terrible if Obama is lofted into the Oval Office in a burst of corporate media flubber and a constituency on a contact high. I feel otherwise, but I can't get the hang of apres-Enlightenment thinking.