Starsky and Christ. They're CopsPolice interogators can forget the rubber hoses and the bright lights in the face, because nothing elicits confessions like The Passion of the Christ.
And of course, last week there was 'Passion' Causes Bank Robbery Confession
Well, despite what the cyncial police sergeant said, I still think it was the movie that made Anderson confess. I am a tough opponent of crime (along with George Bush I've been known to shout, "Villains, I say to you now: knock off all that evil!"). So, it's my recommendation that law enforcement start forcing suspects to watch the movie until they incriminate themselves. Sure, the bleeding heart liberal courts will rule that it's cruel and unusual, and that it violates some damned ammendment or something, but can we, as a society, afford to worry about quibbles when we are at war AND have criminals roaming our streets? But it's true that The Passion can be dangerous, and so it should be used judiciously.
So, clearly the film is a powerful tool which shouldn't be used on the elderly or those with weak hearts. But the September 11 Commission might try employing it on a young, healthy, and possibly mendacious Condi Rice. 11:47:40 PM |
Not-Ready-For-Prime-Time PresidentsYou heard about Bush's insensitive remarks at the Radio and TV Correspondent's Dinner last night? Well, it turns out the whole thing was Clinton's fault. For, you know, having had oral sex in the White House. Here are a couple of NRO Corner posts on the topic:
I saw the performance on Fox News, and wasn't a bit jealous about not being there. In fact, having to pretend to have found the slide show entertaining would have given me a headache. The only slightly amusing comment was the one about everybody being worried about Dick Cheney since he started claiming to get instructions from a wee, invisble man -- but that was funny because it's true. And yeah, I deny that Bush has restored dignity to the White House. Because if we're talking about spoiled, drunken, college kid Presidents, it's not Clinton who comes to mind. [Obligatory Simpsons homage: Radio host Birch Barlow: " . . .our President, the illiterate, tax-cheating, wife-swapping, pot-smoking, Spend-ican, Diamond George Bush. Bush: Hey, I no longer smoke pot!] But I agree that instead of performing, he should spend his time doing the things he's good at -- such as dressing up, clearing brush, chopping wood, reading to children, and playing video games. And maybe he could debate Kerry -- that would allow his natural, endearing humor to come out, and the "Bushisms" industry to show an increase in jobs. But let's hear from Michael Graham:
Ha, ha, that wacky Bush -- he's mocking himself and his fake casus belli! Or is he just mocking those who care about the lack of WMDs and worry about why we went to war with a nation which posed no threat to us? I'm not a former comic, but I didn't think Bush's remarks made him look self-deprecating and strong. I thought they made him look like a jerk. But I admire Graham's faith in the power of levity, and his belief that if only Clinton had cracked a joke at a press dinner about his indiscretion with an intern, he would have looked both likeable and strong, and the whole Lewinsky thing could have been chalked up to an "oopsie." You know, just like Bush's lack of WMDs. 8:23:29 PM |
Bad Drugs and the Innocent Radio Demagogues They Prey Upon Slate has an interesting article about how the media is spreading the myth of an epidemic of innocent grandmas and Sunday School teachers who inadvertently become addicted to OxyContin when their criminal doctors prescribe this horribly addictive drug for their pain. The piece also explains how these myths help to keep real pain sufferers from getting the relief they need. Here are a couple of paragraphs:
Well, while Rush may or may not have a history of abusing other drugs, I think the possibility of mental illness also has to be considered. You know, if Roy Black wants to keep maintaining that his client is a victim of forces beyond his control. 7:06:54 PM |
Some Good News from the BBC
Like I said, this is good news. But in this age of remake-fever, isn't a new version of the film inevitable? So, my question is, who is going to play Biggus Dickus this time? 6:45:22 AM |
Plagiarism and Delusions of Grandeur, RespectivelyPoor Ann Coulter. With no war amputees to malign or Muslims to insult, this week she's reduced to plagiarizing Richard Aldrich. Which is just as sad as Doug Giles plagiarizing Dennis Miller, but not as entertaining. And speaking of Dennis, he's getting work performing at birthday parties, so things are looking up for him:
Wouldn't it be cool if George H. made the jump dressed like Elvis? And do Secret Service agents have to jump with him -- if so, it would be cool if they dressed up too. But all in all, this could be a nice little family birthday party, even if Bush padre is hijacked in midair. I wonder if Neil and his new bride, whom Neil met and had an adulterous relationship with while she was working in Mother Barbara's office, are invited? Anyway, back to Ann. Here's part of her latest column-- it's about Richard Clarke being a big loser/nobody (takes one to know one, Ann) whom we should all ignore because it's obvious that Clinton was behind 9/11, in that he probably personally plotted the attack with bin Laden and Saddam. Oh, and the fact that Clarke got to be on "60 Minutes" is proof positive that the media is part of the commie/traitor liberal cause, because crackpot Gary Adlrich never got to plug his book the way he wanted.
"The many of Clarke's allegations" that were disproved, are, per Ann, that Condi Rice couldn't have appeared to have never heard of al Qaeda, because she had used the phrase before on TV. So, obviously Clarke is lying about her face. As for Aldrich's book being vindicated by the Lewinsky scandal -- in a word and a whoop, hell no! Aldrich claimed that Clinton frequently visited the Marriott hotel, to have sex in a room rented by a woman who "may be a celebrity." After Aldrich's source for the story publicly stated that it was just a rumor he'd heard, Aldrich backed off, saying that he'd never been sure about it, but that Regnery insisted he include it to sex up the book. Thus, if Aldrich reported a malicious rumor about Clinton having an affair in a Washington hotel with a woman who might be a celebrity, and it later turns out that he was getting blow jobs from an intern in the Oval Office study, then I'd hardly call that vindication. But yes, it's true that Aldrich was never on "60 Minutes" -- nor was the author of this conservative item, which surely proves something. (Seriously, you should check out the link -- I think a major cover-up in going on.) But anyway, let's look at Gary Aldrich's latest column:
Gary, don't lie to the nice people. You were never an "expert on national security matters" -- you were a mid-level FBI agent who was wrapping up an undistinguished career in white collar crime, and was given a "retirement in place" liaison assignment at the White House. Your job was to help WH personnel get security clearances, not to advise the President on wars and stuff. You show your pathology (bitter envy of and hatred for your betters) when you equte yourself with Clarke, who was a cabinent member.
Yes, that was the gist of your book, wasn't it, Gary? That the Clinton staffers were lousy hippies who never properly respected you, an FBI agent from the Jack Webb school. And yes, you can stop whining -- we will concede that you didn't get invited to all the big talk shows like Clarke has. Yes, even though Clarke was a major player in the the very, very important events he talks about in his book, and you were just "the hired help" who wrote wild stories about Hillary having a secret Christmas tree decorated with condoms and drug paraphenalia, it must be media bias that accounts for the fact that Clarke is getting all the news show play, why you got very little. But you did get to be on ABC's "This Week With David Brinkley," didn't you, Gary? Here's a little reminder about that media appearance:
So, you can't say you were ignored completely by the news show circuit. And later you got a whole chapter in David Brock's book Blinded by the Right. Sure, it wasn't a NICE chapter, but it was coverage. Oh, and Linda Tripp said that your getting a book deal for your whining, tattle-taling, and rumor-monger was what inspired her to seek out literary agent Lucianne Goldberg -- and the later results of that collaberation were roundly reported by ALL of the media. So, you've had your 15 minutes of infamy, and also got your revenge on the hippies and their President. But that's not enough, is it?
And since everyone has a Constitutional right to appear on the network news, but you were cheated out of yours, you were rooked out of the credability which was due to you. What a damned shame. And curse that Richard Clarke, for stealing your glory! And curse that Ann Coulter, for stealing your column! Sometimes it just doesn't pay to be a weasel. 5:47:49 AM |
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