July 31, 2011 - July 24, 2011
Just can't take him seriously anymore. There were five Marx Brothers.
Groucho, Chico, Harpo, Zeppo, and Gummo. Only three of them were funny.
Same with the other Marx
brothers: Karl, Mao, Castro, Hugo, and Bummo.
Zeppo and Gummo quit to become Hollywood publicists. Hugo and Bummo quit to become sideshow clowns. Same thing.
You disagree? Sideshow clown as Hollywood publicist? Try this video. TRANSLATION:
Huh? The Prez holds veto-proof majorities in both houses of congress and he's waxing bellicose about a minority BLOCKADE? Kewl! Truly inspired drollery? No. Mere publicityspeak, Bummo style.
I know. I know, you're tempted to say he's doing a pretty good impression of Groucho from Duck Soup:
But I don't see any teleprompters. Or any of the concupiscience. Or the
wit. Or the self-conscious self-contradiction (That's what had us fooled at first.) He believes his own dumb punchline. Publicist. Oh well.
The various Marx Brothers "Droppos" all had the same weakness. When they tried to be funny, they weren't. When they tried to be serious, they were ridiculous. Something about pompous Patrician out-of-touchness we presume.
Did you wave at them? Good girls. We're proud of you.
All kidding aside. Two years in. Everything is still his predecessor's fault? Even if it were true, it's no sign of a man, a leader, or a president. He's just a nerd riding a little girl's bike with a silly helmet he thinks is proof against everything from bird droppings to flat-out stompings. The bird droppings are the last remaining fallout from the Bush administration. The stompings are the product of his own spectacularly misguided and destructive policies.
Good luck with that, Bummo. It really isn't funny. Even burlesque
costumery can't cover that up.
So. If the Obama presidency were a parrot...
uh, yeah. You get the picture. Nailed to the perch. For two more years.
. There's a lot of noise out there right now.
Some of it is good,
insightful noise. (Goldberg,
come to mind), but nobody knows what's going to happen in November.
Everybody's treading water. The economy is sinking,
is distracted and on vacation (Lobsters?
of Dems are jumping
ship, and the polling numbers are either all
you choose what's worth focusing on?
The answer is Sarah Palin. Apart from Obama himself, she's the part of the national political equation that is new. I once pronounced her near-term presidential prospects as zero. Here was my reasoning:
But I also said:
I'm starting to take her very very seriously. Why? Several points.
To conclude. Sarah Palin's not Obama or anything like him. She understands the
social networking scene and is as far ahead of her competition as
Obama's minions were ahead of theirs. Her less than elite educational
credentials are no longer as suspect as the people who have questioned
them so contemptuously. She understands better than the Republican
Party just how fed up the electorate is. I think she's running for
president. When I think about Romney and Huckabee and that doofus from
Minnesota, I think she's winning. Whatever the polls say.
And I think everybody who opposes her, Democrat and Republican alike, should be afraid. Very afraid. Because she's the 800-pound gorillagrizzly in the room. And I'm getting more comfortable with the idea of a Sarah Palin presidency. She's not going to call Marines "corpsemen." She's not going to bow to men who stone women to death for getting raped. She knows that you don't revive an economy or a nation by punishing the people who do all the work. She knows what the American military can do, she understands that lives she cares about are on the line, and she won't make deployment decisions lightly. She's not enough of an intellectual to do any of those things. And if she chows down on a king crab leg at a state dinner, she'll know what it really cost to land it on her presidential plate.
Capitalism isn't soulless exploitation. It's people taking risks for
rewards that go way beyond money and trust fund checks. What Sarah
knows that Obama never will. Thanks to Obama, I'm prepared, finally, to
accept the risk of Sarah. Hell. I'm an American. Let's roll.
have football in Canada
(except for that weird CFL thing they do on a field the size of Area
51), but never mind that. He's trying really really hard here. It's the
thought that counts, eh...?]
A BREAK FROM THE HOCKEY...FOR NOW. I want to apologize to all bodies at The Punks for being away for a long time. I become many upset when my Canadiens lose to the Phyler in the anyshell playoff and I have the hard time coming to a grip on that. At that time I am very happy to be making so much money at my job for the census, but I spend every of my money at the liquor store to go on the bender at my sadness. When I wake up, I have find out all the census job are go away, even for my boss. But he shows me how to collect the insurance of the unemployments, so that is a good news because I still have money to watch the TV. I am many luck to have this kind of good friend. But this is not why I make the writting of this post now.
The new season of the hockey is come soon, but The Punks do not want me to write about this. They say no one in America has a like of the hockey even for the playoff, so why I will write about the regular season? Instead they ask me to cover another sport, and since we are in America the only option is to make talk about the anyfell footballs.
The first part of the anyfell is always a very big deal called The Daft. It has this name because of the many stupid, spoiled college children who start to make a billion of U.S. dollars on this day for no reason except of the anyfell player union. I wish our anyshell union in the hockey was so good as this because the college children who go in the hockey do not make any of the money or even have the dental insurance. A union like this could help before very much during the anyshell LOCKOUT, not strike. But I suppose it is a good thing for the anyfell children to make this money right away since many of them are never good at the actual playings of the footballs, so they must make all their monies in a short time.
But then there is a break of many month after The Daft when every body
must watch the news of all the veteran player make what they call the
holdup. The holdup is when a player sign already before a contract to
making a billion U.S. dollars, then after they sign it they think they
should make two or three billion of the U.S. dollars instead because
they are many special and have many anger at the new college child of
the team who makes a higher money only for sitting on the bench and not
making the play.
There is an argue about this and the holdup man stay on vacation while
all other player of the team start the practicing. The end of the
holdup happen when the owner gives out the extra billion U.S. dollars
to the veteran, and then the owner makes a raise of the prices for the
ticket and the beer in the
anyfell game to pay for the holdup. This is why they call it a holdup,
because it is the robbery of the anyfell fans.
The thrird part of the anyfell year is making the occur at this moment. It is The Preseasoning. This is the time when there are games but no one makes the effort of a care to win it, yet the anyfell fan still must pay to watch. May sports have a Preseasoning, but the anyfell has the most worst. The only big news that happen in The Preseasoning of the anyfell is when the veteran man of the holdup is becomes l'injure in the first game and all the watchers at the anyfell stadium must think about how they pay so much money for ticket and beer for the salary of the holdup man and the college child that now sit on the bench next to each other for all season.
Beside that, there are so many of this games in The Preseasonings where there is no meaning and none of the anyfell player make the try to win, but the ESPN and Tony Kornholer want to make the anyfell fan think they should see this games anyway. So I have a time at my favorite bar of the sport down on the street and watch some games of The Preseasoning so I can report about it to you and you will know about all the news of l'import that happen in the anyfell. It is a possible that some of this informations are not completely right, because I did have a lot of the drinks at the bar while I watch, but I keep a good notes of what happen, so I think it is all most of the truth.
This game is of an interest to the Punks because the new throwerback of
the Redmen is Donaldvan McVick, who before this is many years on the
Bird team of Phylerdelphia. But now he is old and the Phyler Birds have
the brother of Donaldvan to play throwerback, the man who likes not the
dogs so much. The owner of the Redmen always
has a good time to pay too
much money to the players who are not very good or always make
this man. I think the owner gets so much of the enjoy from
this because he must have the hatred for all anyfell fan who live
Washington. Because as you see, the Redmen are still making the bad
This game shows what becomes of Donaldvan's brother, Michael McVick. He
still can not have the good game, as when before he plays on the team
of the Atlanta Birds. Why so many teams of bird names in the anyfell?
Anyway, Terral Owens, the gay catcher man that used to catch the throw
from Donaldvan, is now catch for the Tigers and he has a good game. He
catches five or ten of the touchdowns, which in the footballs scores
about one hundred points. In the hockey you only get one point when you
score. Sorry, I know I am not supposed to make the compare of the
hockey to the anyfell.
This game is in the Seattle, where all year it is many rain. I am not
so sure about why I make a note of this game. I think it is because the
colors of neon green with mustard
yellow on the TV makes my stomach to feel upset at the time I watch
it. There is a stain of the vomit on my note page that makes a smudge
of the ink I write with, so I think the true reason will be forever