Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!, Dean Martin
You never know. It might work.
Which is as it should be: it was a fun film.
But check out the comments: it says something that the conversation quickly mutated/evolved/devolved/whatever into a fierce discussion on whether smuggling your own popcorn into the theater represents an affirmation of libertarian principles, or else a vicious attack on same…
No, wait, that’s just the Internet in general. Never mind.
…don’t have to.
Anyway, in the process of watching Paul Krugman skirt as close of the edge of racism – i.e., recognizing objective reality about our current President – as he dares, the fellow exudes this sentence:
The 2008 race was looking close until Sarah Palin and Lehman came along.
Dude. That’s not even wrong. I mean, I was there for 2008: the race only started looking close when Sarah Palin came along. It took the American economy melting down – and John McCain’s in-retrospect stupid response to it* – to put it away for President Obama, sure… but Sarah Palin was the only thing that gave that campaign any internal energy at all. This should have been well known, even to those associated with the New York Times: I can only conclude that Krugman has somewhat, ah, peculiar requirements for maintaining a particular narrative.
I mean, seriously. Jeebus, Krugman, order a wig and fake glasses for your wife like every other liberal male of your social class and proclivities, already. This was hardly dignified of you.
Moe Lane
*IIRC, at the time I thought that his was brilliant. Well, that’s how you learn.
I had another post up here, but de mortuis nil nisi bonum dicendum est.
Do not crave death.
(Via The Sundries Shack) Let me summarize this LA Times article: Border Patrol Agent Brian Terry was murdered in December 2010 by Mexican narco-terrorists. Agents of the BAFTE* investigating the shooting almost immediately discovered that some of the guns seized at the scene of the murder were guns that were supposedly being tracked by a joint BATFE/Department of Justice program called Fast & Furious; this program was deliberately allowing and encouraging guns to be sold to people who would illegally resell them to criminal enterprises. However, this extraordinarily awkward detail was not in fact mentioned to Senator Grassley, who (with Rep. Darrell Issa) is investigating Fast & Furious** – and apparently deliberately. Instead, BATFE claimed that no F&F guns were used in the shooting.
Let me highlight this point. BATFE knew that there F&F guns were sold to the people who murdered Agent Terry, because they found those guns there on the scene. But the bullets that killed Agent Terry did not come from those guns, thus giving what BATFE thought was a possible out: after all, they weren’t actually used, right? Just bought, brought along, brandished, and available: which is also a perfectly-viable definition of ‘used,’ but one that BATFE decided not to highlight, for obvious reasons. This novel use of the word ‘used’ was and is a patently nitwit notion, of course: the government’s culpability in Terry’s death was already set in stone when the first gun went off. But it was about the only notion that BATFE and DoJ has to work with. The American electorate gets really intense when a government screw-up gets its own people killed, you see. (more…)
(Via Hot Air) Rick Moran and I aren’t precisely on each other’s Christmas Card lists, but he raises an excellent point here: after the tenth or fifteenth time that radical Islamist terrorist scum bomb/murder/attack civilian targets, you start seeing patterns in the data. Of course I assumed that the Norwegian attacks probably had something to do with that Mullah Krekar guy: terrorist connections, deportation proceedings, recently charged with making death threats – yeah, gee, that was a stretch. As for apologies… heh. I don’t give a tinker’s dam about the tender sensibilities of Islamist terrorists; I never blamed ordinary, decent Muslims for this in the first place; and I have always been notably indifferent about whether the Apologist Left is happy at my reaction towards homophobic, sexist, genocidal, anti-democratic, anti-secular, anti-Semitic, violent terrorist scumbags*.
I had more, but it was mostly just a tedious reinforcement of the main point.
Moe Lane
*You know: scumbags like Hamas, which is running the Gaza strip these days. How’s that relief flotilla thing that the Left’s putting together for them doing?
Doing another run-through of Mass Effect 2 – it’s been long enough since the last one that I can actually enjoy it – and I’ve hit this point, which is one of the funnier background things in the game.
To be fair, it’s not like Pelosi has all that many caucus members available that she can just throw one away because of a potential sex scandal*. Besides, she already threw Weiner to the wolves; what do people want, blood? So, no calling for Wu to resign… yet.
Still, one point: no comment is fine, but no knowledge? Tsk, tsk, tsk.
“I don’t have any comment on that at this time,” Pelosi (D-Calif.) told reporters as she left her Capitol office after a series of meetings with other congressional leaders on raising the debt ceiling. “I just really don’t know that much about it; I heard that there was some article in the paper.”
You know, it’d be nice if just once some of our elected officials would actually take the time to read up on this little topical stories that crop up from time to time. I mean, it’s not every day that you get a media revelation where the positive spin is I had totally consensual sex with the one-third-my-age daughter of a long-time campaign contributor: I somehow suspect that the story was a popular topic of conversation around the Hill today. Besides, it’s not like Nancy Pelosi has any input on the debt ceiling thing, anyway. It should be safe for her to catch up on her email.
The recent extended persistence of 100 degree temperatures in the capital has probably not been very helpful in regard to making people be more call and reasonable about the process. In fact, I think that if the AC cuts out on Capitol Hill on Monday we’re going to see brawls in the Rotunda.
So, there I am, in the movie theater, and I’m seeing the preview for the Three Musketeers movie…
…and I’m asking myself: Why? What was wrong with the ones that George MacDonald Fraser wrote the scripts for*? What are they going to possibly do differently, this go-round?
Then I see this on the screen.
Yup. Seventeenth-century lighter-than-air sky galleons with cannons. These beauties are apparently integral to the plot.
Well. That’s certainly… something new.
Moe Lane
Well put together, good origin story, decent feel for the period, good actors who understood their jobs, appropriate appreciation of the tech involved, and a refreshing lack of modern political shibboleths. Cap was there to kick a ferocious amount of Hydra ass, and much Hydra ass was accordingly kicked.
Overall: between Iron Man and Iron Man 2 in quality*.
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