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In a handy, 1950s-didactic drawing fashion.  My major issue with it?  Nowhere does it include the line “Those Jew-hating, Commie-loving, low-rent drooling freaks in the Occupy movement.”  Admittedly, that line is not really compatible with the overall style of the piece, so I suppose that its omission was unavoidable.

What, there may be people out there who don’t like that comment about the Occupiers?  Hey, funny thing: I don’t like people who shove 78 year old women down the stairs because Mommy and Daddy couldn’t tell the difference between money, and love and attention.  So I guess that it all evens out.

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Never fails.  As soon as it gets a certain temperature, the temptation of a nice, long, rambling cruise on a tall ship appeals.

Southern Cross, Crosby Stills & Nash

‘Course, you know, I got a wife and kids these days.

This one’s going ’round… look, I am ALL ABOUT cataloging Obama’s gaffes.  But this ain’t a gaffe:

“I want to make mention that this is our first meeting since the arrival of the newest Sarkozy, and so I want to congratulate Nicolas and Carla on the birth of Giulia,” Mr. Obama told reporters shortly after his arrival at the G-20, with Mr. Sarkozy at his side. “And I informed Nicolas on the way in that I am confident that Giulia inherited her mother’s looks rather than her father’s, which I think is an excellent thing.”

…it’s freaking true.

I mean, shoot, Carla Bruni-Sarkozy’s a freaking former supermodel.  There’s no shame in admitting that her and Nicolas’ kids would do well to take after their mom.

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*Classical reference.

Apparently not anymore:

A cleaner with the best intentions accidentally destroyed a piece of art worth more than $1 million when she removed what she thought was a “stain” from the installation. Spoiler alert: It wasn’t really a stain.

The piece of art, titled “When It Starts Dripping From The Ceilings,” features a series of wooden planks and a (formerly) discolored plastic bowl. The artist, the late Martin Kippenberger, intended for viewers to understand that the bowl had been discolored by water running over the pieces of wood.

(H/T: Hot Air Headlines) I just had an interesting conversation with my wife over this.  One that eventually led me to look up the topic of cycladic sculpture, which is pretty damn cool. (more…)

…I’m starting to get the first calls from campaigns looking for RedState phone interviews. We had a pretty good run, last cycle: I think that the tally is something like at least five sitting governors, six sitting Senators, and twenty-six sitting Congressmen were interviewed by RedState since 2009.  Given that I’ll probably doing a lot of the non-Presidential ones, I figure that putting up the ground rules here and RedHotting it will give the right balance of access and shameless self-promotion.

Basically, the rules are these: I’ll be happy to interview people running as Republicans (I’m not interested in third-party candidates, sorry); I will interview people running against a Republican incumbent; but I am not interested in Red-on-Red Congressional dirt-spreading (I’m having enough headaches from the Republican Presidential primaries already).  Simply put, if you want your candidate to have a shot at telling me and RedState’s readers how awesome s/he is, great; if you want to instead take ten minutes telling me about how awful your Republican* opponent is… yeah, this is probably not going to go well.

Contact form is here; alternatively, anybody reading this with access to a RedState Director can use that email.  It’ll get to me pretty quickly.

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*Candidates can always tell me about how awful their Democratic opponent is, though.  That’s perfectly spiffy.

Wait.  WHAT?

Idiotic parents who choose not to vaccinate their children are mailing viruses to other idiotic parents so they can time when their kid gets sick with diseases like chicken pox.

…and then they’re mailing items that presumably contain the viruses to other parents.  No, of course they’re not following the rules for handling bio-hazardous substances.  Get real.

And Good Lord.

Via Instapundit.

(HT: Hot Air Headlines) Herman Cain will not even come close to winning Iowa.  This is the takeaway passage from the article that Team Cain needs to read and address right now.

Cain last visited Iowa on Oct. 22, and Tuel said the next time he expects the candidate back in the state is Nov. 19. Tuel also noted that plans are in the works for an early December bus tour through the state, much like the one Cain took ahead of the August Ames Straw Poll. Campaign sources said the tour might include a “mega town hall meeting,” with thousands in attendance.

During a lunchtime visit this week to Cain’s headquarters, located in a shopping center in the Des Moines suburb of Urbandale, reporters from ABC News found about a dozen volunteers telephoning potential supporters, many of them older Iowans. When ABC returned in the evening — a time when local campaign offices would usually be packed with an after-work crowd — only two volunteers remained in the office. They said that others were at home making placards for Friday night’s Iowa Republican Party Dinner, which Cain does not plan to attend.

ABC News visited the same campaign headquarters last month and found the office quiet and empty.

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Background: Americans for Prosperity is having its annual summit this weekend, and the Occupy movement decided to send some people over to disrupt it – which is to say, they tried to rush the building.  They failed, of course – the American Left simply is not very good at demonstrations* – but in the process of expressing their inner kindergarteners (the ones that weren’t using actual kindergarteners as props/riot shields, that is) some protesters got hit by a car.  And we almost had an incident over it -  only it turns out that ‘protesters got hit by a car’ actually means ‘some protesters threw themselves in front of a car.’

Imagine my surprise:

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Alive, Pearl Jam

Fifteen to twenty years ago, this used to be my midpoint song in crappy local seaside bars: if I wasn’t drunk by the time that this song got covered by the local band, I would have to remedy that pretty damn quick.

What?  No, I don’t go drinking in crappy local seaside bars anymore.

…Damn.  I don’t go drinking in crappy local seaside bars anymore.

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PS: Trust me, I have no intention of ever being that guy that me and my friends saw and sneered at in the crappy local seaside bars, fifteen to twenty years ago.  Some things just have to… end.

I’m forced to kind of agree.

She also says that the power supply is always going to be the bottleneck, here. So no T-1000s quite yet.

I’ve written three posts so far and deleted them all for being nasty.  So let me stop and regroup: see this book?

It’s a great supplement for a great roleplaying game (Unknown Armies (2nd Edition)). You get to play postmodern magicians whose cover is working for a certain fast food restaurant chain (the largest hamburger fast food restaurant chain in the world, in fact). It’s a fun supplement, and not particularly political.

Plus, I know one of the guys (Chad Underkoffler) who wrote it. He’s all right.

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The cycle is completed: the past and the future have merged, to become the eternal Now.  The prophecy has been fulfilled and the revelations made clear.  A man with no mask and tattered regal finery has come to the midnight feasting hall; the star-bruised sky itself bears witness to the rightness of this moment.  Things have become again as they were, and the memory of a time when things were not as they now are fades like the memory of a half-seen teardrop on the face of a passerby.  All is as it has always been.

THE GIANT PUPPET PEOPLE HAVE JOINED THE OCCUPY WALL STREET MOVEMENT.

At one of Arts and Culture’s meetings—held adjacent to 60 Wall Street, at a quieter public-private indoor park that’s also the atrium of Deutsche Bank—it dawned on Joe [Therrian]: “I have to build as many giant puppets as I can to help this thing out—people love puppets!”

(Via PJ Tatler) As God is my witness, the only thing that I added in that quote was Joe Therrian’s last name. (more…)