National disaster


Just a little sad humor for those still looking with hopeful eyes to November and January:

Hold on, America. We’re almost there. And I hope we’ve learned our lesson this time.

What? One can dream, right?

(Thanks of course to the good folks at The Onion, and a tip of the hat to Kelly O. at Slog.)

Just when I was ready to stop the madness


Damn it!

See, the whole time I’ve been away (you may or may not have noticed the three-week lull), part of what I’ve been dwelling on is the political coverage. Damn it, I have to admit that politics brings out the asshole in me. I mean, sure Warner Todd Huston is a prig for that “al Reuters” bit, and Fred Thompson is full of crap. But, really, what’s the point of actually saying it?

There are comedians who are funnier than I, and analysts who are smarter and better writers–or, at least, in a better position–than I. And, frankly one of my big complaints about politics is that liberals continue to stoop to meet conservative sleaze.

So here I’ve been chewing my nails (literally) trying to figure out what the hell to do about it. And then a dead Pope (see below) bails me out.

And then that bastard Colbert just had to go and screw with things.

Seriously, I was very much pleased with myself, not so much for having finally written a new entry, but rather because I found out that someone visited the site while looking for a specific reference (Google cache, I love ye), and given who that person most likely is, I was quite pleased. (No, it’s not so important as to drop names; it’s just a personal reassurance that, holy shite, people I really want to be looking in my direction are looking, and I’m not ready, and is my hair a mess ….)

Colbert.

Stephen Colbert, how dare you ruin my moment!

Really, it wasn’t like I was on television, or under DHS surveillance. (Okay, I wouldn’t know if I was.) It wasn’t a moment to share with anyone else. It was my moment.

And then, as I hopped tabs to come back and think about writing a book review, I saw the headline from my WordPress neighbors over at CNN. And I thought it was a joke.

Obviously, I haven’t been paying attention. From Alexander Mooney:

He hinted at a possible run for the White House on CNN’s Larry King last week, but Comedy Central host Stephen Colbert made it official Tuesday night: he’s jumping into the presidential race in his home state of South Carolina.

“After nearly 15 minutes of soul-searching, I have heard the call….I am hereby declaring that I will enter the presidential primary in my native South Carolina, running as a favorite son,” Colbert said on his show Tuesday night. “I defy any other candidate to pander more to the people of South Carolina — those beautiful, beautiful people.”

Damn it, Stephen! Why does it always have to be about you?

I was ready to can the political coverage, you bastard!

I stopped smoking last week! Go to hell!

(Anyway, thanks, Stephen. Have a blast.)

(Oh, yeah … Mooney has a second piece on this, too.)