Hey, it’s December! Christmas carol time!
One of my favorites: and apparently I’m not the only one who thinks so, either.
Hey, it’s December! Christmas carol time!
One of my favorites: and apparently I’m not the only one who thinks so, either.
The people who run it worldwide apparently think that a halfway-back-to-the-czars autocracy and a desert inferno that reaches 120 degrees are wizzo places to have a World Cup. So… despite the best efforts of the Attorney General* (…huh?), Russia gets to host the World Cup in 2018 and Qatar gets it in 2022.
Aw, shucks.
On the bright side, Planet Gore notes that this is going to make Mother Gaia cry from all the air conditioning being used.
Moe Lane Continue reading #rsrh Reason #22237 to ignore soccer.
Not that Mark Millar minds, I’m sure.
Moe Lane
PS: Seriously, though: look at Wanted the comic book*, then look at Wanted the movie. Why did they even bother optioning?
*Which I still think is probably one of the most subversive arguments against the modern comics aesthetic out there.
Besides, it’s Norway, Allahpundit. The aesthetics are different there. I mean, I’m not going to call this high art or anything, but “the most devastatingly campy weapon yet devised by man?” That’s absurd… and why is that absurd?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i8cNHCP3juQ&feature=player_embedded
BECAUSE THERE WAS NO DAVID HASSELHOFF IN IT.
Or William Shatner*.
I rest my case.
Moe Lane
*TJ Hooker was an 80s show.
Oy.
“I can call a president of the United States anything in the book but I can’t touch Israel, which has Jewish-only roads in the West Bank,” Thomas said.
Again: oy. In case you’re wondering, that link is to Jim Treacher’s quoting of Ed Morrissey’s not-really-gentle correction of that particular canard. Short version: she’s referring to Israeli-only roads in the West Bank (the government restricts them to cars with Israeli plates, which are available to Israeli citizens… including the non-Jewish ones, of which Israel has quite a few.
You know, in her way Helen Thomas is a shining avatar of the power of American assimilation. Nowhere else could the daughter of Middle Easterners grow up to be the sort of person who thinks that all Middle Easterners look alike to her.
Moe Lane
Jim Geraghty, on the incredible sight of watching surviving Democrats in Congress casually shrug off 25% losses in the House and 10% losses in the Senate*:
The only Congressional Democrats who understand the message of 2010 are the ones currently cleaning out their offices.
Pretty much. As Jim notes, the rest of ’em are mostly Congressmen in safe districts (Senate Democrats are probably going to get a good deal more nervous as the 2012 election approaches). Mind you, what with redistricting coming up maybe we can correct the gerrymandering that led to such safe districts…
Moe Lane
*The term for this is ‘decimation,’ by the way.
This article from the WSJ provides us with a look of the final special indignities being heaped upon those legislators of the 111th Congress who will not be joining their colleagues for the 112th Congress. Essentially, said legislators have been removed from their offices and relegated to a temporary cubicle farm in the bowels of the House office building. They get two chairs apiece (plus space for two more staffers elsewhere), a phone line, office supplies… and, for those who weren’t retiring anyway, no doubt the furtive, repulsion-based pity of their peers. There’s over ninety freshmen Members of Congress coming in next year, after all: and almost seventy of those freshmen represent flipped seats. So there’s no real interest in keeping folks out of the cubicle farm.
I bring all of this up because there are two things that I would like to note towards House freshmen (and their staffers) in this matter. The first thing is, Isn’t this great? The second is, DON’T. LET THIS HAPPEN. TO YOU. Continue reading The Lame Duck Cubicle Farm: A warning.
It’s definitely… weird. I don’t feel creatively blocked or burned out; I’m just… eh.
Ah, to be twenty again. No, wait, I was always broke and even more insufferable than I am now. Never mind, then.
What can I say? I liked The Princess and the Frog, despite the fact that the jazz soundtrack could have used some work. It had a refreshing lack of The Idiot Plot, one of the more sensible Disney heroines, and the 1920s is an underused milieu for animation. Plus, they pushed the envelope just a little, in places. Subtly.
Also: gunfire.
And so, good-bye to A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving.