Category: current events
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Six of one, half-dozen of the other
We’ve been listening to various local congressional candidates give their campaign spiel on the talk radio show At Issue, partly because the host, Ben Merens, is a no-nonsense kind of guy who will doggedly pursue even the most evasive guests who couldn’t give a straight answer if they were reading off flash cards, but mostly Read.
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I Got Your Pledge Right Here
I’m so confused. This Pledge to America unveiled by congressional dorkwads to great fanfare today: It’s just more of the same snake oil congress has been selling us since probably a bit before my time, isn’t it? The gist of it, and correct me if I’ve got it wrong, is: ‘The other guys suck, we Read.
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nice shorts
I was sitting on the back porch of a cabin on the Chain O’ Lakes with My Darling B on Saturday afternoon, taking in the sunshine and enjoying the good company, when six or seven people came trooping past on their way to the boat dock. The last guy in the line, wearing the most Read.
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The Plan
Holy crap, there’s a plan! For months, even years, I’ve been asking people to tell me what the plan is but, up to this point, nobody’s sent me a copy of the memo. Now, finally, I find a news article about the plan for the war in Afgahistan … … or, maybe there’s not. I Read.
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March Against N.O.M.
It’ll be a long time before I forget these protesters chanting, “YOU NEED A HUG! A BIG, GAY HUG!” at the counter-rally on the steps of the capital building where twenty or thirty members of the National Organization for Marriage assembled to tell everyone how scared they were that the Defense of Marriage Act was Read.
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Go Hone
Is it just me? Or is “hone in” a phrase that makes you wince and look away, same as you would if you were watching a kid get a sound spanking while you were waiting in the check-out line at the grocery store? “Hone in” is one of those English-language mashups that I don’t think Read.
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Bargain-basement spies
I haven’t been paying much attention at all to the media frenzy that erupted when ten captured Russian spies almost overshadowed the monumentally shattering decision by Lebron James to leave Cleveland to play foosball, or something, uh, somewhere else. Sorry, it was way too involved and dramatic for me to absorb it all. I’ll try Read.
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heads
“Airline Worker Stumbles Across Box of Heads” – now there’s a headline you can’t read without feeling compelled to find out more. How does anybody “stumble across” a box filled with severed heads? Do they routinely open boxes at the Southwest air freight terminal as a quality check, or maybe to break up the monotony? Read.
