Annnnd Rumsfeld doesn’t even break stride.

No reason that he should, of course. Anyway, for your amusement, watch this deeply symbolic, iconic, and thoroughly entertaining exercise in antiwar impotence:


(via HotAirPundit)

I’d note that the antiwar activists seen here had fallen from their high place, except that they were never particularly high up to begin with. And thank God for that, huh? Imagine the disaster that we’d be facing today if we took people like those in Code Pink seriously.

Moe Lane

Cheney’s retirement lair is at…

…the “exotic monster pet” stage of development? Excellent. Although why he only wants one face-slapping, Greenpeace-eating, narcotrafficante-disrupting giant Colombian snake is beyond me completely. I know that Rumsfeld is letting Cheney crash at his place until the new digs are ready: possibly he doesn’t have the room?

Moe Lane

PS: VIPER FANG!

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