He's been trollin' round these parts

For 17 weeks..

No wonder you end up arguing with yourself!

With apologies to that sadist, PDA, I like you way too much to allow this continue any longer:

Amity is satire -- extremely good satire, but satire nonetheless.

Whenever I think Amity has exhausted the supply of those here who can still be fooled, I'm wrong.

i couldn't agree more

I didn't realize how big the intelligence industrial complex was in America until after i finished shadow factory. Were spending so much money on hacking software and datamining its ridiculous (apparently mostly from Israel). And now with all the new info coming in from the warrantless wiretapping the gov needs to build more and more complexes and supercomputers to handle the influx and storage of information. It would be nice to see a scale back on funding for the NSA and other intelligence agencie, especially with the economy as it is.

I guess I'm the only one here who always and consistently comments under my own name, and no other. How completely unsophisticated!

Okay, now that I've been made a complete fool of, (a feeling which rankles no matter how intimate my familiarity with it) I am gonna show you guys how this multiple-identity sock-puppet game is played. Consider this your first and only warning.

From now on no one on this site can be sure who they are, or who I am, or was, or will be. "Toby or not Toby?", you will ask yourself every time a bloodhound walks by!

You guys wanna play sock-puppets? Okay, game on!

Not the first time, nor likely the last, I must admit, but thanks anyway.

And, honestly, as I mentioned above, I'm just not in the mood for irony these days. I'm not angry, just impatient. Irony was a way of coping with 8 years of Bush and useless Dems. Now it just feels like it gets in the way, in that it feels good but accomplishes little, and takes away from the immense tasks ahead. I'd much rather talk some sense into people who actually believe the nonsense that Amity satirizes and maybe get a few of them to finally grow up, than merely mock them. I may even have managed to do so over FISA, some months ago.

Plus, as anyone who's familiar with my comments here and elsewhere knows, I'm hardly immune to the irony bug myself. I just don't always feel like engaging in it.

Ok, maybe I am a wee bit angry. Mostly at the Obamabot types that Amity satirizes. And at Bush & Co. for not having gone away yet. And at Dems who continue to enable them and their policies, and who will prove once more to be thorns in the side of progressives once Obama is in office, by refusing to support them, if not actively opposing them.

I.e. never try to joke with someone in a ranting sort of mood.

;-)

Starting from Rahm Immanuel the refrain has been Obama is the one who will set policy and the rest will implement. That is, we will replace one "decider" with another one albeit more adroit one. This is complete horse s**t. This is a government Obama is going to run, not a crime family. We need a vibrant band of progressive bloggers to keep us informed and keep Obama's feet firmly in the fire. We need many more Glenns.

Thanks Glenn ....

Hmf. I guess everyone will have to decide for themselves if they trust GlennGreenwald's judgment. Next thing you know he'll have an opinion column.

I will say, about the CIA, I'm honestly conflicted.

Glenn (rather incisively) once commented with respect to the "Jack Bauer" scenario that some people were kicking around (where "we have to torture someone to save the world from imminent nuclear destruction" or some such) that if something like that ever actually happened, nothing said that the interrogators had to be prosecuted.

But the reality is that there already have been situations somewhat similar — one reason (among many) why the "what if?" trolls were off base from the beginning — and we as a people have effectively said that we'll overlook minor transgressions.

As with American naval power, I wonder if the world might come to appreciate force majeur only once it's gone.

never try to joke with someone in a ranting sort of mood.

Is that like fighting a land war in Asia?

Oh, wait, we're already fighting two.

Maybe we'd have a better change going up against Don Obama when death is on the line.

~

One cold dank Monday evening, somewhere south of a Batangan, Peninsula,

war advocates came across an abandoned flute. There was no pair of monks.

They tended a small garden with a water buffalo. A ox plowed, but no spoke.

The ox-plow knew no English. A plow beast was displeased. Why dig foxhole?

The monks performed a washing motion with the hands. A simple pantomime.

Walls inside a pagoda were bullet ridden, walls crumbled, and it was bad news.

O, it was a very painful reality. A GI advocate of a just war advocated murders?

O, a memory: Today. My best friend and a visitor guest at the boondocks Place?

O, bright Ivy vines are tied and woven: Harvest sage, lavender, fragrant bouquet.

Pedinska and my Granddaughter were giggling this morning. O, make a sachet.

I love making two silly girls a perfumed bouquet of thyme etc., tie with green ivy.

Is that your real name? Well, I never!

"Are you so "Bone Stupid" that you are unaware that you've just called Glenn Greenwald -- along your idea of what constitutes "most of the posters here" -- "Bone Stupid"? After all, Glenn Greenwald expressed his disagreement with your 50 pages of 'birth certificate' bellowing."

Most of posters here are BONE STUPID and I am aware of what I posted. Glenn Greenwald isn't bone stupid, he is working for Joan Walsh.

I am not certain what you are trying to say. Maybe I should down a fifth of Southern Comfort and reread your post and see if it makes any sort of sense. My guess is that even if I were floor hugging stinking drunk that your words would still not parse properly.

If you can hear my "bellowing" over the internet, I would suggest changing your medication. But if I did bellow, your eardrums would have ruptured and clocks would have to be reset within a five mile radius.

feel free to respond after your man Obama has releaased a documnet from 1961.

CHEERS!