Moe Lane

Wild Child, Enya

Yes, she always does more or less the same song. But it’s pretty. And the picture reminds me of a girl I knew once.

I was originally going to go with this, with the title of “Meet your new Knight Rider guru”… but no. I saw this video, and I realized that I had no choice.

Yes, I am cruel.

Moe Lane

PS You know you want this.

There’s not much I can add to this excellent article on why we’re funding too many analysts and not enough activists, except this: those of us who have stepped up to do online or grassroots activism for no pay and with no infrastructure can make up for a quite a bit by substituting enthusiasm for resources.  Which is great… until enthusiasm wanes, or the outside world interferes, or someone can’t afford to spend the money or time any longer on what may not actually be a hobby, but has to be treated as one.  And then that particular slot goes unfilled for a while; best hope that the volunteer wasn’t doing anything too important, right?

And I say that as one of the lucky ones: I don’t actually have to worry about site maintenance on either RedState.com or MoeLane.com (and you should hit Neil’s tip jar if you like the latter; he’s hosting this site for me).  Imagine if more of us didn’t have to worry about that…

Moe Lane

Crossposted to RedState.

While in the process of laughing hysterically at the sight of the Obama administration using as their Snark Czar – excuse me, “Interim White House Communications Director” – someone who spent 2007 criticizing a much milder government/press adversarial relationship* than the one she’s planning to prosecute now, one of my colleagues wondered privately what this strategy of directly going after critics is going to mean for the White House when they go after the Right.

I can sum it up in one word. More accurately, Clubber Lang can:

Only this is the real world, not the movies. The administration isn’t going to have the scriptwriter on their side for this one.

Moe Lane

*The open contempt that this administration shows towards the press is… interesting.  Of course, so far the White House has gotten away with it.

So far.

Crossposted to RedState.

(Via @CalebHowe) If you still need it confirmed that Senator Reid lacks any ability to function in the outside world, you can see it here, in eighteen seconds.

Madame Speaker, we have had our differences in the past: but if in the future you ever feel the need to knee Senator Reid in the testicles for touching you when you don’t want to be touched, well, I promise not to rake you over the coals for it. I might critique your execution, but it’d be meant constructively.

Moe Lane

Crossposted to RedState.

No, that’s not an ironic title, as anybody who deals with either the anti-vaccination or the anti-nuclear power crowd* for any length of time will readily enough attest. Ronald Bailey of Reason (H/T: Instapundit) is busy beating his head against the wall over the smug, self-congratulatory rhetoric of James Speth (from the latter group): Bailey had to read Speth’s book, and noted that Speth was bragging over helping to block the production of fast breeder reactors.  Now, you can make the argument that blocking these kinds of nuclear plants is a good thing, as fast breeder reactors produce Evil Sinful ScaryDevil Killing-Metal plutonium and The Triple-Cursed Dirt of Hell radioactive waste; and if nuclear weapons are your absolutely greatest worry, well, it’s a free country.  But Speth’s supposed greatest worry is global warming.

Or, as Bailey notes:

…in an alternative universe in which 200 reactors come online, U.S. greenhouse gas emissions would be about 35 percent lower than they currently are. In other words, the reactors that Speth opposed could have been a huge part of the solution to what Speth claims is humanity’s “biggest threat.”

They could have, but that would have been a violation of Speth’s religious beliefs.  And we should all stop pretending that we think that the anti-nuclear Left is motivated by anything more rational than a particularly illogical theology; or that the Democratic party isn’t happy to pander to them.

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This is precisely what I want for breakfast.

A bacon-donut cheeseburger. This is brilliance.

Or possibly that’s just the lack of sleep talking. I’m not yet at the point where I’m not sure if I’m actually posting on the computer or not, but I can see it from here.

I think that the clown nose is off the face but around Jon Stewart’s neck for this one:

Via Patterico’s Pontifications. Regardless of what you think of ending Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell – I happen to be for allowing gays to serve openly in the military – it’s embarrassing, the way that the President has shown absolutely no resolve on this issue. I didn’t think that it would have been possible to get things worse than President Clinton did, but at least he tried.  This administration caved preemptively, after talking big for years on the subject.

I’d be angrier about it if I hadn’t half-expected it all along.

Moe Lane

Crossposted at RedState.

Breathe (2 AM), Anna Nalick

I had this singer down as going farther than she ended up going. Well, she’s had one more hit song that I’ve had.

[UPDATE] Welcome, readers of the Manolo.

Four years old and hasn’t aged a day.

Well, it’s October, and Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride was a fun little movie whose only flaw was that there was no way not to compare it to The Nightmare Before Christmas. So we replace The Wizard of Oz with it as Movie of the Week, and we all hope that the afterlife is as good-natured as Tim’s.

Unless you’re bad, of course. If you’re bad, then in Tim Burtonland you’re pretty much hosed.

I – like Glenn Reynolds – am carefully and explicitly saying that nobody should do this. And that goes for similar tricks, too.  It’s rude and mean.  It even might make the other side cry.

So don’t, ‘kay?

Crossposted to RedState.