Turnabout is hard to take

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Pitchforks and torches

Injudicious Pitchfork Talk

Our punk president, again

Inside Obama's bank CEOs meeting “ “These are complicated companies,” one CEO said. Offered another: “We’re competing for talent on an international market.” But President Barack Obama wasn’t in a mood to hear them out. He stopped the conversation and offered a blunt reminder of the public’s reaction to such explanations. “Be careful how you make those statements, gentlemen. The public isn’t buying that.” “My administration,” the president added, “is the only thing between you and the pitchforks.” ” Unbelievable.  No president has before treated people with the open disdain Obama shows nearly everyone who offers resistance.  He's a thug through and through, and it shows.  My guess is that one of every two people who heard him reference "pitchforks" yelled back something about wanting to shove one up his ebony ass.  I know I did.  That's what I'm doing here. I said early on that the only way a zero like Obama could be nominated, let alone elected, would be as a pawn of the CFR, Bilderbergers., or some amalgam of those conspiracy theory, but very real bogeymen.  And that after he served their purpose, Lee Harvey Oswald would be sent in to clear the way for Phase Two.  But that was before I know what I know now about Obama's past, and before I watched him in live action.  If Phase Two involves  the brutal cleansing of  revisionists,  Obama seems born to the task.  Which makes me wonder whether we're  in Phase Two already? Or maybe I should KIS and accept  that Obama is just a horrible cosmic joke that spun out of control?  Either way, there's pitchforks in our future, wot?

He's not the onliest one ...

Today's Insta-Observation

“ badanov Reynolds is libertarian. If anything, it appears he's trying to attach himself to the "new-New Conservative" (David Frum, Kathleen Parker, David Brooks, the Lesser Buckley, etc.) movement. When conservatives were on the rise, Reynolds was a conservative. When liberals were on the rise, he was a libertarian. Wherever the winds blows, Reynolds goes. If the wind blows right, Reynolds blows right. If it blows left, Reynols blows left. Let's face it folks: Reynolds just blows. ”

Clenched Fists

I call this "CLENCHED FISTS"

SHAM WOWZWER

Look What MoSUP Bought for $1.99

"You know the Germans make good stuff" -- Vinnie "Let go of my tongue" ScamWow

Now we can be popular again

Reprisal PS

Today's PSA

Wood Working 250

WHOA!

Weekend Project

What an awesome toy for some lucky kid.  Especially if that kid lives in Berkeley.

Gold?

Lightening Stuff Up Here Boss!

Okay, your guess is as good as mine.

ACORN, OBAMA, NY TIMES AXIS

Answering Machine Message from NYT Reporter to ACORN Whistleblower:  "I have to stand down." on Obama/ACORN Story”

A Clmate of Overwhelming Corruption

Ace has more; tip from Doug Ross.

O'Looney

Meet Obama Cultist Benedict "Benny" O'Looney

Seldom will you find anyone more aptly named than London architect Benedict O'Looney.  He was among the assembled Londoners awaiting the helicopter arrival - "First Coming of Obama," as the TIMES put it - of The HIM, BAMAN !  Benny, as his friends call him, gave some of us so much pleasute last night that I had to learn more. “ “We are here because we are so relieved that there is now a breath of progressive wind blowing over from the United States. It’s the least we could do to be here and say, ‘Yeah!’. ” Architect O'Looney is fond of giving walking tours of London.  He's depicted here showing anxious cultists what to expect to see with the evening's arrival of  the Progressive Savior. A wonderful life surely awaits. O'Looney is henceforth our acronym for dull-witted, well meaning British socialist.

Sleep

ZZZZzzzzELIG

On the subject of sleeping, let's talk about Woody Allen's 1983 movie Zelig. “ Fictional documentary about the life of human chameleon Leonard Zelig, a man who becomes a celebrity in the 1920s due to his ability to look and act like whoever is around him. Clever editing places Zelig in real newsreel footage of Woodrow Wilson, Babe Ruth, and others ” I've been fascinated by this movie since first renting it on VHS, c. 1984.  The premise is compelling.  The process by which Allen's Zelig is insinuated into historic film footage is high art, even today.  The problem was - is-, I fall asleep every time I watch it.  When it's appeared on HBO or Showtime in the intervening years,  I watch, and fall asleep.  This happened so many times that I became aware of it.  I had the same problem reading the book Trinity, by Leon Uris. Everyone I know said it was a "can't put it downer," but for me it was "I can't get past chapter three without dozing off. "   But back to Zelig. A few days ago Zelig was again on one of the movie channels - mid day, mind you - so I started watching.  Aware of my problem, I recorded as I watched. Next thing you know I'm asleep. That night I figured to put Zelig to good use, so I watched around midnight, and lasted just a few minutes.  Amazing.  Last night, determined, I forwarded it to new, unviewed territory and voila!  I finished it, finally, after a quarter century of trying. It's stuff nobody understands. Here's the clip TUA mentioned below ... the Tom Mix deal knocks me out. (begins @2:46)

Maine Slaves

AWAKENINGS

It's 5 AM WTF?   I have a president, whose political  incontinence makes it damned hard to sleep.  I have a dog that's becoming  incontinent, has to go out almost hourly, and knows whose feet to lick.  Between the two of them, I'm exhausted. One's gonna have to be put down soon, the other retrained, which thoughts add to my insomnia.   I'm too old for this shit.  I tried to get back to sleep after this latest awakening by listening to some comedy on XM. I got comedian Justin McKinney, whom I'd never heard before, prolly with good reason.  I kept repeating his name so's to remember it, and look up this particular routine about New Hampshire that was epiphanic. But then I had to pee myself, so here I am. In this bit I'm referring to, McKinney bonds with his audience by reminding them that he's a homeboy, raised under some bridge in Portland Maine, and segues into driving into New Hampshire.   "New Hampshire is the only state with no seat belt laws," he begins, which sends the Portland  crowd into knowing hysteria.  Evidently in Maine, NH is the loose woman who's done everyone's boyfriend, and the subject of endless, gossipy admonition. "And the first thing you see when driving into New Hampshire are liquor stores!  Some as big as a mall!" (Howls) "It's like driving into Mexico -- no seat belt laws, no taxes, cheap liquor, cigarettes  ... (howls). That from memory.   I couldn't find that particular bit I'd heard, but  "Love Free or Die" has the flavor. The point I took was, here's an audience receptive to humor that  hinges on the notion that people not having their lives controlled by the state are freaks!  Freedom has become an unnatural condition in Maine, and I suspect every other state in the Northeast, which region btw has not a single Republican elected to the U.S. House of Representatives!  This is why I get excited about talk of secession.  Or,even that G'damn Rapture deal? Anything, even being stabbed in the liver.