'Hafta' Family CircleToday's Cartoon (You can see it here -- extra credit points to Susie Dow and Pete M. for not working ahead of the group): A finger-pointing Dolly is lecturing a befuddled, unhappy-looking Jeffy: She says, "You hafta learn the alphabet so you'll know when your name is next at graduation." Background: As we have seen before, Jeffy is Keane's stand-in for George W. Bush. In this strip, the bossy Dolly represents Barbara Bush. She is telling Dubya that he has to go to Harvard Business School and learn the alphabet (pass his classes with a "C" average), so he can "know when his name is" (continue the Bush family political dynasty) "at the next graduation" (at the next election). But Jeffy (Dubya) isn't sure he is up to following the life map laid out for him by his mother. And he's not sure he WANTS to learn the alphabet, much less stick around in preschool long enough to get that preschool diploma. What he really wants to do is be a beautician (so he can admire people's mouths and faces, and help them to become more lovely) -- but he knows this isn't an acceptable dream, so he bottles up his his feelings of loss and rage and expresses them through invading other countries. Note: Salon reviews three books which try to analyze Bush, and which speculate about what made him the way he is -- this piece offers all kinds of useful background for Family Circle predictions, such as this explanation of why Bush might have been so insistant on tackling Saddam:
But I thought this part was especially apropos for today's cartoon: By most reliable accounts a truly scary piece of work, Barbara Bush is known around the Bush home by the nickname "the Enforcer." (A family friend described her to George W. biographer Bill Minutaglio as "the one who instills fear.") Barbara seems to be the source of George W.'s penchant for teasing, that overtly chummy but covertly hostile technique he especially likes to use on the press, who alarm and intimidate him. The animosity swirling beneath the placid surface of the Bush family keeps leaking out in little puffs of chilly spite disguised as jokes ... Prediction: Following his failure to get reelected, George will go back on the sauce. After being chewed out for taking brother Jeb's son along for a night of carousing, George will crash through some garbage cans and challenging his mother to "go mano a mano right here." She will, and she'll clean his clock. This will help George to get in touch with his feminine side, and he'll finally have the courage to open that salon he's always dreamed of. 6:55:26 AM |
Five Degrees of Seb1. From our friend Seb at Sadly, No! we learned the exciting news that Michelle Malkin has a blog (we already knew that she learned her research skills from Ann Coulter). Here is one of our favorite entries from her spanking new site (which she apparently writes with a Parker pen, if you can believe the graphics):
Yes, who cares about the safety of the Vice President, protected by only a mountain fortress, tons of concrete and super weapons, the Secret Service, and a big chunk of the U.S. Army? Now that Time has revealed where Dick was hiding after 9/11, it's clear that his days are numbered (sure, the death certificate will say "heart attack," but we'll know that his demise was actually caused by al-Qaeda and the loose-lipped scribes at Time). Bush Administration sources say Time is also responsible for the death of Ann Frank. 5:54:02 AM |
2. Included on Michelle's blogroll is the Inkwell (which, as you will recall, is the blog of Independent Women's Foundation, and is run by the sinister Charlotte twins). Let's pay it a visit, and share in the excitement as Charlotte A. presents a letter from a reader! (And I thought that Michelle and I were the Inkwell's only readers.)
Gee, another conservative having stuff shoved down her throat -- and this one also gets "drilled." Somebody attending one of nation's liberal mind dungeons might want to write a socialist/Freudian thesis about the psycho/sexual causes of conservatism in college students. And Charlotte will help you compile data, because she's asking for further examples of conservative throat-shoving:
You heard the lady. So, start composing your campus outrages, so we can forward them to Charlotte. Here's mine:
So, what's your story of outrage and things being shoved down your throat? 5:53:38 AM |
3. Also included on Michelle's blogroll (along with the usual suspects) we find a Sadly, No! favorite: Adam Yoshida! Since we hadn't visited Adam for months, we decided to pay him a visit. His most recent post, Plamegate Nonsense, indicates that he hasn't changed much since we last saw him.
Gee, I wonder if Scooter's lawyer has considered the Yoshida Defense: "Your honor, yes my client may have technically committed a felony, but he did it because he knew that Ms. Plame was a Soviet mole who was secretly trying to undermine the already planned Iraq war by getting her husband to correctly report that Saddam wasn't attempting to buy yellowcake uranium in Niger. Revealing her cover to Bob Novak was the only way he could keep her from traiterously reporting that there were no WMDs in Iraq, thus scuttling the invasion completely." Adam then details a bunch of misinformation and nonsense which we've dealt with previously (including the sleazy conjecture that Valerie probably blew her own cover by dating Senior Administration Officials). But then Adam redeems it all with a fresh conclusion: that the real lesson we should learn from the Plame Affair is that the CIA should stop recrutiing smart people and women with children, and instead hire Freepers. Oh, and CIA headquarters should be moved to, say, Canada, so its employees couldn't attend parties.
I'm sure the CIA would welcome Adam's application (since the "angry super-patriot friendless loner obsessed nut" is exactly the personality profile they look for in their employees) if only he weren't a foreigner. Damn his mother for not having the foresight to cross the border when she felt her water break 5:52:56 AM |
4. And who's the first person who comes to mind when we think of Seb? Amber Pawlik, of course! While she apparently hasn't written any columns since coming down with mono, a visit to her site indicates that she is back to blogging (or ranting). And one thing on her mind is what she can write about in future columns:
Alas, Ann Coulter has already written all these articles, and has already denounced liberals as being pure evil who want to destory everything -- and Ann will scratch Amber's eyes out if she learns that Amber is trying to horn in on her territory. So, I think Amber should stick to her specialty: giving young women advice about how too much sex will turn them into lesbians, and how they should find an overgrown 4-year-old to love. And Amber now has practical experience to back-up her theorizing -- for, at age 24, she has found true love and has a perfect relationship that we should all emulate (or at least envy). But it seems that she won't be sharing her personal life with us anymore because of an experience she had at a wedding last week. See, Amber was telling a male friend about the great relationship she has with her boyfriend ("The things that really satisfied me in my relationship was feeling like I was physically protected from various threatining things by my boyfriend"). But the guy does not applaud her being half of the world's ideal couple, but instead wounds her to the quick by insinuating that she might not be quite so twitterpated in twenty years ("It upset me, because I opened up something private and personal, and he spat on it"). This causes Amber to vow to never talk about her boyfriend again. ("Besides, as far as my relationship with my boyfriend, I don't have to tell people it's great; anyone with two eyes can see that.") So, I guess we'll just have to imagine all the nasty details from now on. But at least she does provide recipes (Cheesy Hashbrowns, made from "Oneida" brand frozen potatoes, Velveeta, and mayonnaise, sounds like a good candidate for the Regrettable Food Project, if we ever start that up again). 5:52:26 AM |
5. Amber's latest post starts with a reminder of "just how immature the left really is," as typified by an email she received:
While we can't prove anything, we are pretty sure that Seb wrote this (and we aren't just saying this because after we laboriously read and commented on that Adam Yoshida post, we found that Seb had alreadysummarized it ("Valerie Plame is a slut.") But Seb also has "YoshiRadio", so you might want to check it out, even if he is, as Amber put it, "an immature little girl." 4:17:07 AM |
Name That Pundit!
Hint: the Boston Phoenix calls him "the most toxic right-wing pundit you’ve never heard of" -- but sadly, we've heard of him. Oh, and speaking of Ann, here's an example of her writing (taken from this week's column):
Of course, stem cells are taken from embryos that are only a few days old, when they are "no bigger than a pinprick"; they don't have bowels. But let's read some more of Ann's column, and note her passive-agressive dissing of Nancy Reagan for failing to support Ronnie's real son, George W. Bush, as he tries to protect life (but only fertilized egg-life, of course):
While Joe Conason is right about Ann's lack of literary skills, I think he would agree that she is a past master at cattiness. 3:27:01 AM |
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