One of Mrs. Charm’s uncles, who lives in a corner of northwestern Virginia, photographed this Bald Eagle near a creek behind his home, the first example of the national symbol he’d ever seen there.
UPDATE: Meanwhile, the useless Green wind turbines (which don’t earn a dime without government subsidies and still fall apart from lack of maintenance) are death traps for these magnificent birds.
Not the immaculate conception, exactly, just one more example of Uncle Barry’s penchant for mendacity. Roger L. Simon applies the edge of Occam’s razor.
“Reading the extraordinary revelation about Barack Obama’s youthful literary career on Breitbart.com — that his agents published a promotional book in 1991 with a bio of Obama saying he was born in Kenya — set my old mystery writer mind ablaze.
“How could that be? Why would they think such a thing?”
As they say, read it all. It’s even funny.
UPDATE: OTOH, on page 66 of Dreams the author (whether Obama or Ayres) writes of “drives around” Honolulu past “the remodeled hospital where I had been born.”
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Victor Davis Hanson on the promise of November, specifically about high-debt California but also about the rest of us:
“Give Obama some credit. He has framed the 2012 election as a conflict of visions unlike any of our time. It’s our choice now, no excuses, no one left to blame. Change is coming, and with it, hope. This week I saw a ray of sunshine amid the clouds.”
Or, we can let the obvious lies of welfare-state multiculturalism and diversity endure and re-elect the author of this government-induced depression for more of the same. In which case we will deserve every bit of suffering we get.
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This time it wasn’t on behalf of an insulted white woman, but for the alleged murder of “the son President Obama never had.” Well, the plump-cheeked 13-year-old in the old photo the media loved, not the gold-grill, petty-thief, new thug version.
And the black man? That would be George Zimmerman, recently vindicated by the evidence: his bloody nose and bloody head from the beating Trayvon gave him before GZ shot his attacker.
GZ’s grandmother was black, you see, making him, as any student of modern identity politics and affirmative action could tell you, part black. Hardly the “white” Hispanic the NYTimes so disingenuously dubbed him to keep up the drumbeat of hate.
And the lynching of the headline? A media and race-baiter lynching, courtesy of Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, Spike Lee, etc. The usual suspects, in other words, spouting off before the details were available. The real questions are why were these details suppressed for so long, and why was Zimmerman indicted, for profiling, which is not a crime? Except, duh, I think we can all figure it out.
Via Instapundit.
UPDATE: So is the MSM reporting the new facts? Get back. They are butt covering like crazy.
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“So, the Save Bill Powers [Facebook] page was essentially a ghost town, and essentially the entirety of the social media operation to that point was astro-turfed by a P.R. firm.”
All in reaction to Gov. Rick Perry’s attempt to lower tuition at the state’s flagship U of Texas which has climbed 23 percent in four years under president Bill Powers while academic standing [44th according to U.S. News] has declined.
Granted, Perry is an arch-rival Aggie, but, really now, teasippers. It’s elementary. If you’re going to cheat, try not to get caught, okay?
Via Instapundit.
UPDATE: Perry wants a $10,000 bachelors degree for Texas residents versus the $10,000 per year UT seems to be headed for at the moment.
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This meme of Obamaloot bites dog is becoming a trend, at least among conservative and libertarian bloggers. It is funny, I think, though it always reminds me of my little tour in the Southeast Asian War Games in 1969.
American military advisors (as I was to the South Vietnamese light-infantry militia) had to spend at least one day a month (sometimes weekly) having lunch or supper with a hamlet or village chief—who invariably served us dog or cat meat. They would have preferred monkey, and some actually apologized for not having any monkey meat to serve, but dog and cat was the rule.
I knowingly ate dog and cat and probably unknowingly ate rat, since fat rats were ubiquitous in the villages and hamlets (even in the rice paddies) and dogs and cats, even skinny ones, were seldom seen. At least in the countryside southwest of Da Nang, where I was. But no one ever admitted to serving rat and so I can’t be sure.
And, no, dog and cat meat does not taste like chicken.
Via Treacher.
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