Category Archives: Scribbles

Barry’s ‘favor factory’

Posted on February 26, 2008 | Comments Off on Barry’s ‘favor factory’

It’s official. Mr. Hope and Change is just a pol, after all, doing the bidding of his corporate campaign contributors–like so many of his predecessors–even as he rails against "the special interests." What would he do without them? Go broke, probably. Hilarity is also a hypocrite, but her pol-ness was established long ago.

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Barry’s general

Posted on February 26, 2008 | Comments Off on Barry’s general

Obama may not know much about ground troops, but he’s got part of the wild blue yonder covered. Retired Gen. Merrill McPeak, a former Air Force chief of staff, is a key supporter of the candidate he praises for "real gravitas." McPeak is still a bit of a loose aerial cannon, a role he established in the first Gulf War when he stepped on some toes by declaring the campaign the first time air power had defeated a field army. But his presence in Barry’s camp shows the junior Illinois senator isn’t a total neophyte when it comes to military affairs–despite the fears of other general officers, some Air Force ones included.

UPDATE:  Protein Wisdom has a profile of McPeak which suggests Barry is securely in the surrender-in-Iraq camp, and not just lying to the lefties, like he’s lying to the rust belt on NAFTA.

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Movin’ on up

Posted on February 26, 2008 | Comments Off on Movin’ on up

Even the Messiah apparently finds it hard to ignore a McMansion, even if it is in the Georgian style of the slave masters of yore and threatens to undo his reputation for purity and light. Funny how the NYTimes is, thus far, ignoring this convoluted story. Well, not really funny. For the less-convoluted version, go here.

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Not a lot of air

Posted on February 26, 2008 | Comments Off on Not a lot of air

There’s still the question of whether you’d really want to do it. But at least now there’s a chance if you do. Buy an Air Car, I mean, India’s fragile-looking, compressed-air vehicular miracle. The chance, by 2009-2010, to finally thumb your nose at the oil ticks and begin to stop financing terrorism. But  read the whole story, found here. It could be it’s just too early, but it’s confusing to me.

Via Instapundit 

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Truck Nuts

Posted on February 26, 2008 | Comments Off on Truck Nuts

Tasteless accessory for your pickemup? Of course. But only north of the Red River would a pol (even a Democrat) try to outlaw bad taste. A contradiction in terms, surely, when we’re talking about Oklahoma. Now if they would get to work on outlawing championship college football within their state lines, that’s a move I could get behind. So to speak.

Via Simply Jews 

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Farrakhan’s naked kiss

Posted on February 25, 2008 | Comments Off on Farrakhan’s naked kiss

When the devil calls you "the hope of the entire world," the godly will flee from you. Not that it will impede his nomination. Probably help, at least subliminally. But outside the Loon Party, especially out here in flyover country, it could be the beginning of the end for Barry, already dubbed Messiah by more than one apostate.

MORE:  His negative polling already is surprisingly high, not what his publicity would lead you to believe. 

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Hollyweird’s awards

Posted on February 25, 2008 | Comments Off on Hollyweird’s awards

The movies were depressing, with their usual nihilism. No wonder fewer watch the Oscars every year, and ticket buyers dwindle–though, in truth, you wouldn’t know it from all the attention the blogosphere gave and gave and gave the show. But movies are supposed to touch the heart, not merely the political affiliation. I’m filing this one under obituaries because these lefty varmints are killing themselves. Not that I care, mind you.

UPDATE:  Lowest viewership in history. Still, thirty-two million means the bottom hasn’t been reached yet.  

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