So, what’s up today? First, on Press the Meat, Timmy Potatohead hosts Jim Webb, fresh off a trip to Iraq, to tell us how things are going over there. Then it’s David Brody of Christ’s network, NBC’s David Gregory, NPR’s Michele Norris and WaPost columnist Eugene Robinson.
Over at CBS, Bush Buddy Bobby Schieffer hosts St. John McCain, plus a couple of campaign shills: David Axelrod of the Obama campaign, and Howard Wolfson of the Clinton campaign.
Over at Fux News Sunday, Weaselface Wallace has the Pillsbury Dough Boy, Karl Rove, and the Chairman of the DCCC, Chris Van Hollen. This week’s media whores include Freddy Barnes of the Weekly Standard, Mara Liasson of NPR, Bill Kristol (also of the Weekly Standard, to fairly balance Fred Barnes, I guess), and Nina Easton of Fortune Magazine. Then it’s Fux’s “Power Player of the Week,” Earl “Rusty†Powell, Director of the National Gallery of Art.
Back over on the Goebbels Network, George Snufalufagus hearts Huckleberry Mike Huckabee, and then it’s a roundtable with the thoroughly disgusting Peggy Noonan, the fairly disgusting Elisabeth Bumiller, the inanely disgusting George :jerk: Will, and the not at all disgusting Katrina “I don’t care how hot these lights are, I’m wearing my leather jacket” vanden Heuvel. This Weak’s voice is none other than Steven “Little Stevie, Silvio Dante” Van Zandt.
Wolf Blitzer’s Late Emission includes Commander Codpiece, George Bush, plus Chris Dodd, Lt. Gen. Raymond Odierno, head of the “Multi-National” Corps in Iraq, Carl Levin, and Arlen “would somebody please pay attention to me” Specter.
Later, on 60 Minutes, Scott Pelley tells us that times are tough for Iraq’s Christian population (what’s left of them, anyway), Lesley Stahl tells us about Nicholas Negroponte’s goal of a laptop for every kid in the world, and Steve Kroft helps Will Smith hawk his latest flick.
Better yet, there’s a new episode of Dexter on at 9:00. Nothing like a serial killer in high def. Enjoy your Sunday, and (if you’re like me) try not to think about having to go back to fucking work tomorrow.