Another Sunday. I’m pretty newsed out, myself. DC’d out, too, in more ways than one. Sometimes, I guess I just get tired of reading about Dick Cheney being linked to another no-bid contract, or “oh boy, aren’t Republicans dumb” because they blogged that they intend to push another criminal energy bill through on Monday, or that if you thought your father brother mother sister husband lover whatever was coming back from Iraq anytime soon, guess what, uh-uh, or Lynn Woolsey calling for the repeal of the authorization that the congresssheep gave dubya to go in and fuck things up in Iraq (seems like a no-brainer to me, but then I guess our government has just enough brains to be dangerous), or well, all the shit that’s in the news or that they think they’re so clever about bringing up at DU, or Kos or Atrios or whatever. It all just seems to be a bunch of pissing and moaning while these creeps keep getting away with doing whatever the fuck they want, ‘cuz they bought the “real” media a long time ago, and they sure as hell bought our government, and most of the people are too fucking stupid to know the difference.
What with people being people and all, I just don’t see any system ever being put into place that won’t eventually be corrpupted and used to oppress the very people it purports to care about. Marx? Meet Lenin. Trotsky? Meet Stalin. Adam Smith? The hand might be invisible, but not the middle finger. Labor? You must be so proud of Tony Blair. Jesus, Muhammad? Trust me guys, you don’t wanna know.
I dunno, I guess there really must be something in the air around this place that either makes you evil, or impotent, or depressed (or maybe all three; that might explain the Washington Press Corps, not to mention most of the Democrats). The sooner I’m outta here, the better.
But anyway, let’s see what the cream of the Fourth Estate has in store for us today.
On Press the Meat, Mr. Potatohead hosts a grudge match, with Israel’s Ambassador to the UN, Dan Gillerman, and Lebanon’s Special Envoy, Nouhad Mahmoud (“Oy, sorry about all the boom-booms, Nouhad.” “No problem, Danny-boy. We’ve been feeling a little ignored lately”). Then, the world is almost as flat as his head…yes, it’s Tom Friedman, who will no doubt predict that, in another six months, things will be going just great in Iraq.
Then over at Faze the Nation, it’s round two of the Desert Deathmatch, this time with Bush buddy Bobby Scheiffer hosting Lebanese Prime Minister Fuad Siniora, and Israeli Deputy (I guess he only gets one bullet) Prime Minister, Shimon Peres.
Over at Fux News Sunday, yes, he’s been under the secretary of State and lived to tell the tale, Nicholas Burns joins Weaselface Wallace to chat about what a great deal his boss, Overundersecretary of State Condi Rice, got on a really cute pair of shoes at a going out of business sale in Haifa. Then it’s Paul Bremer, on to tell us what he’d do to fix all that nasty old violence in Iraq.
On This Weak with George Snufalufagus, Nicky Burns crawls out frumunda Condi one more time, plus it’s Israel’s Ambassador to the US, Daniel Ayalon (what, are all their Ambassadors named Daniel?). At the roundtable, Farid “Token” Zakaria joins Time’s Jay Carney, Claire Shipman, and George :jerk: Will. Also, we’ll hear from Lance “half the testosterone, seven times the trophies” Armstrong.
On CNN’s Late Edition, Feldmarschall Wolf Blitzer broadcasts live from Jerusalem. Oy.
Later, on 60 Minutes, it looks like a bunch of recycled stories to me (of course, I hardly ever watch, but these look familiar), with an interview with Osama bin Hidin’s bodyguard, another with a NASA scientist who’s being censored by the Bush Administration, and an Ed Bradley report on U2 (which I think I actually saw).
Then there are all-new episodes of Deadwood, the 4400, and the Dead Zone tonight, but, if you’re out there anywhere near Irvine, I suggest you head out to see Marc Maron and Louis CK at the Irvine Improv. You’ve got one more chance to catch ’em. Be polite when Louis CK’s on, and pretend you think he’s alomst as funny as Marc. Have a good Sunday.