Is it really Sunday already? Really? God, that sucks.

Speaking of sucking, it’s Laurel and Hardy day on Press the Meat, as David “Ollie” Axelrod and John “Stan” Boehner (because Laurel and hardy were in black and white, most people don’t realize that Stan Laurel was a funky shade of orange) visit with Gilligan Gregory. Then it’s a roundtable with “Douchebag Dave” Brooks, CNBC’s David Faber, the WaPost’s Eugene Robinson, and U.S. News & World Report’s Uncle Mort Zuckerman.

Over at Faze the Nation, Bobby Scheiffer has creepy Mississippi Gov Haley Barbour, icky SD Senator John Thune, PA Gov Ed Rendell, and Michigan Gov Jennifer Granholm.

On Fux News Sunday, Weaselface Wallace has Evan Bayh, Wisconsi Republican Paul Ryan, Chris Van Hollen, and wild and crazy Tennessee cracker Lamar Alexander. Plus this week’s fuxheads Bill Kristol, Mara Liasson, supreme douchebag Charles Krauthammer, and Fux token Juan Williams. Plus “Power Player” Daniel Lippman.

At the Goebbels networks, BaBa WaWa talks to nude male model Scott Brown, plus on what ABC is calling a “spectacular” roundtable, it’s the only person who can out-Goebbel Goebbels, Roger Ailes, George :jerk: Will, Paul Krugman, and Arianna Huffington.

On CNN, Fareed Zakaria has Obama’s economic advisor, Larry Summers, plus Iranian Foreign Minister Mottaki defends –in English– the disputed presidential election and the precipitating violence.

Have a good rest of the weekend.

There’s a full moon tonight. Not just any full moon, though – the biggest, brightest full moon of the year (and not just the year so far, but for the whole year). That’s because the moon’s orbit around the Earth is elliptical, and tonight its perigee (or low point – closest to the Earth) happens to coincide with the full moon. If you have a decent extension ladder and one of those telescoping roof brush thingies, you might even be able to touch it. Well, not quite, but it will be about 14% wider and almost a third brighter, so it ought to be pretty impressive (assuming it isn’t cloudy). Plus, Mars is in opposition (meaning it’s on the opposite side of the Earth from the Sun), so it’ll be big and bright and red, right there to the left of the Moon. What I ought to do is get my telescope out and look at it. But it’s, like, really freakin’ cold out (about ten below at the moment), so that’s probably not gonna happen. I went out last night to knock the snow off the dish (and, no, that’s not a euphemism), and the moon looked really bright then, even though it was cloudy and snowing. And cold.

CBS has rejected an ad by the gay dating service “ManCrunch” that the company hoped to run during the Super Bowl. Even though you’ve probably seen plenty of ads for eHarmony, the ManCrunch ad doesn’t meet CBS’s “standards.” However, an ad by James Dobson’s homophobic and anti-choice group “Fuckus in the Family” starring Timmy Tebow (who NFL scouts say has been pretty unimpressive so far) and his mommy (and apparently based on a bullshit story), is just fine and dandy with CBS.

F*ckin’ liberal media.

To show my solidarity, I’m resolving to not give a shit about the Super Bowl this year, and to even go to bed before it’s over. Unless it’s a really good game. But I’ll be skipping the ads.

I just got done watching the John Oliver thing from last night. Marc got three segments, and was very funny.

This whole Danny Goldberg (who still sucks, by the way) thing on Down with Tyranny and the reaction to it has really sparked a surge in visits to Sedition Radio. Yesterday, there were 66 unique visitors (and that doesn’t count anybody who just goes directly to the audio link, which I can’t track). There’s almost always at least a few people tuned in at any given time. Pretty amazing for a show that’s been off the air since December 2005 – more than four years now. Ah, what might have been.

Oh well, time to bundle up and shovel the driveway, I guess.

It’s difficult to communicate with people when they don’t speak the same language. As an “IT” guy, I go through this all the time. When you say, “do you see an icon in the toolbar,” and they reply with “what’s a toolbar,” you know you’re in for a tough time. But that’s not nearly as bad as when you think you’re speaking the same language, and it turns out the same words mean something completely different to the person you’re talking to. For instance, there’s the word “organized.”

To me, organized means you know where stuff is, and it’s easy to get at. Ideally, it’s even more or less in the vicinity of where you need to use it (which is not to say that I’m always successful at being organized, because, between being basically lazy and struggling with what I can only assume is early-onset Alzheimer’s, I’m not). To others, however, the word “organized” represents an unattainable state of Nirvana where everything is underneath 50 other things in a box at the bottom of a stack of ten boxes in a closet somewhere. Oh, and the boxes are labeled.

For instance, to me, putting, oh, say, my keys and BlackBerry on the kitchen table (a mere one or two steps from the door to the garage) when I come home at night is pretty gosh darn organized. There they are, right where I can see them, ready for me to pick up on my way out the door in the morning. Walk in, put the keys on the table. Ready to leave? Pick up the keys on my way out. A simple yet elegant solution.

To others, however, this is the antithesis of organization – preventing us from reaching Nirvana. This atrocity can only be rectified by the act of hiding my shit somewhere else so it “doesn’t get lost” without telling me “I’m hiding your shit over here so it doesn’t get lost.” I do, of course, appreciate the sentiment and concern for me losing my shit (which I do – all by myself – quite often). However, not only does this not match my definition of organization, but, when you’re running late in the morning, it can lead to an unnecessary level of annoyance, angst, aggravation, and anger (plus a great deal of throwing shit all over the place). Not a good way to start your work day.

Another example would be the coffee filters and little cup I use to measure the amount of beans required to make a decent-tasting pot of coffee. To me, being organized means keeping the cup and filters together on a shelf in the cupboard. To others, however, this isn’t good enough, because, while they are in the cupboard, they aren’t inside of something else. So they must be placed inside a stack of bowls in the same cupboard, thereby rendering them inaccessible without pulling out the entire stack of bowls first (turning a two-step process – pull out the filters and cup, then put them back – into a four-step process – pull out the whole stack, grab the filters, put the bowls back, then, finally, put the filters and cup back). In other words, my way is more efficient.

I try and keep my life simple and efficient (especially in the morning, when even simple things seem complicated). To that end, I multitask whenever possible. For instance, I’ll floss my teeth and/or put on deodorant while sitting on the crapper. This – for obvious reasons – requires that the floss and deodorant be within arm’s reach of the toilet. An “organized” solution is to have them both sitting out in plain sight on the vanity (where they take up next to no space), not hidden in the medicine cabinet amongst the 427 jars of moisturizer, skin tightener, Spackle, and whatever the hell else that stuff in those expensive-looking little jars is.

Now, I’m not saying one way is the “right” way and the other is wrong. That would be judgmental, and I, for one, am anything but judgmental. Nor am I implying that it’s a male/female thing (though I might postulate that women have a “nesting” instinct that make them want to put shit inside of other shit, and then take that shit and put it inside of something else, and don’t seem to mind having to take everything out of the cupboard to get at the one goddamn thing you need in the the back, whereas men – due to their basic plumbing – have become accustomed to things being convenient located and easy to access).

All I’m sayin’ is that when two otherwise reasonable people have completely different definitions of certain basic concepts, life can get a little complicate.

Oh well, I guess I better get going. Gotta find my keys.

I wasn’t planning on watching the State of the Union address last night, but I happened to return to live TV right when he was walking out, so I figured, WTF. I didn’t make it through the whole speech, but I saw quite a bit of it. Maybe it was the mood I was in, but to me, he really seemed to be just plain full of shit. Let’s face it, I’ve heard his schtick before, and, to date, he’s been all hat and no cattle. As the late, great, Clara Peller asked, “where’s the beef?” Oh, he gives good speech, and the address was well received, for the most part. Heck, Chris Matthews even forgot (for an hour) that Obama’s black. Good for you, Tweety. I almost forgot you were an asshole for a while there. Almost.

Speaking of the SOTU, I got an e-mail from Barack Obama this morning (he seems to still have my e-mail address, even though I thought I unsubscribed the other day), with the subject, “I Can’t Do It Alone.” I thought, “sure you can, Mr. President. There are plenty of sites on the Internet to get you started.”

Turns out he was talking about all the hard work ahead of us here in this country, and he needs my help to get ‘er done (I’m reluctant to remind him that I signed up to work in his administration even before he officially took office).

Well, OK, Mr. President, you blew me off for a job, but what the heck, I won’t hold it against you. Good of the country, spirit of public service and all that. After all, I’ve got some big (and pretty darn good, if I do say so myself) ideas, and I’m eager to get started.

The President writes:

So tonight, I’m asking you to join me in the work ahead.

OK, whattya need?

I need your voice.

I’m with you, brother. :nod:

I need your passion.

You got it man! :nixon:

And I need your support.

YES WE CAN!!! YES WE CAN!!! :yippee:

Can you help…with a monthly donation of $15 or more?

Oh.

Didn’t I already tell you that I’m done giving you money (at least until you stop throwing me and everything that’s important to me under the bus)? And $15 a month? Hell, NetFlix is only $9 a month, the WTF podcast is only $10, and they’ve done me more good this year than you have.

Like many of you, I’m sure, I get these CNN “breaking news” alerts. So I get an e-mail when Tiger Woods goes to sex rehab or a big Jiffy pop bag gets loose in Colorado, or Paris Hilton gets a speeding ticket. Yesterday, I got three: one, when Apple announced its rather poorly named “iPad,” another when it was leaked that Obama would call for the repeal of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell,” and a third informing me that, during the SOTU address, Obama had said “the worst of the storm has passed.”

What CNN apparently didn’t consider newsworthy was the fact that Howard Zinn had passed away.

Too bad, ‘cuz maybe if somebody over there at CNN had ever read “A People’s History of the United States,” CNN wouldn’t suck so bad – and maybe we’d get some real news out of them. And maybe if a few of these rightwing war mongers had actually served in the military – the way Zinn did – or at least read “The Politics of History,” we wouldn’t have gotten into the messes we did in Iraq and Afghanistan (they could use a copy of it at the White House, too). But then we’d probably miss out on the Octomom’s bikini photos.

In other news that CNN would no doubt find “breaknewsworthy” it’s been reported that Anderson Cooper bought a firehouse in Greenwich Village for $4.3 million (what is it with gay guys and firemen, anyway). I was just remarking to somebody yesterday that it would be awfully nice to be rich. Coop’s new digs are a little tight, at a mere 8,240 square feet, but have their “original spiral staircases, brass fire poles, overhead beams used to dry hoses and walls covered with murals marking the fire patrol’s history” as well as a “bust of Mercury, the Roman god of speed, atop the firehouse’s main door.” Hmm. Just imagine the parties.

Uh, I know I’m just a no-class, low-brow jerk, but are face zippers and a hairdo that looks like “Mother” from “The Wall” really the epitome of “Haute Coture?” Some days I’m just really happy to be a beer-swilling, non-firehouse dwelling, average Joe. Though those face zippers might keep me from losing my keys all the time. Could be tough getting through the airport scanners, though.

Hey, Midwest, no offense or anything, but would you keep your goddamn cold weather to yourself? We’ve kinda gotten used to the relatively warm weather here, you’re about to ruin everything by sending your frigid air our way. Just don’t start sending us your tornadoes.

Sadly, I guess it’s time for this average Joe to get ready for work. Gotta save up $500 – $800 to buy an iPad. God, that’s a crappy name, though.

Polling has completed, and the results are in. The most trusted name in news isn’t CNN, it’s…um…Fox? Yep, Fox.

Respondents were asked whether they did or did trust the various news outlets. Fox turned out to be the only one with a positive score, at 49% yes to 37% no. CNN was at 39%-41%, NBC 35%-44%, CBS 32%-46%, and ABC 41%-46%. The pollster’s analysis finds a high level of polarization, with 74% of Republicans trusting Fox, and no more than 23% of Republicans trusting anybody else. Smaller majorities of Democrats trust all the other outlets and distrust Fox. Independents register negative ratings for all the news outlets, but Fox comes the closest at 41%-44%

It doesn’t surprise me that nobody trusts any news outlets (can’t say as I trust them either). Nor does it surprise me that Republicans overwhelmingly trust Fux News, ‘cuz, as we all know, Republicans are idiots. But the fact that it’s more or less a push as to whether Democrats trust Fux, well, I have to admit that seems a little surprising.

Claire McCaskill says John Edwards is disgusting and has no soul. I guess I won’t argue that point, but Claire isn’t really on my list of the most virtuous of politicians either. If you’re going to start making a list of the most disgusting and soulless “Democrats” out there, Claire, I think you ought to start with Joe Lieberman, and work your way down from there. I think it’ll be while before you get to Johnny.

Speaking of disgusting Senators, a bunch of “gonzo conservative journalists” attempted to bugger Mary Landrieu. Oh, wait, sorry. They tried to bug her phones. Apparently they were part of the “Pelican Society.”

Of course, the big story for tonight is President Obama’s State of the Union address, which starts at about 9:00 Eastern time. I’d tune in, but I have “The Good Shepherd” coming from Netflix today, and I just don’t think I can fit the President into my schedule (I only have the one-out-at-a-time plan, and I like to turn ’em around in a hurry to get my money’s worth). Plus Friday Night Lights is on at 9:00 (if you have DirecTV; if you’re relying on NBC, you’ll have to wait until spring to see it) and if I’m gonna watch something live, it’ll be that.

There’s not much reason to watch, anyway, since they’ll tell us what Obama is gonna say all day today, and they’ll tell us what he did say as soon as it’s over (and for the next couple of days thereafter). Unless he throws out a wildcard like a mission to Mars or something (and Obama doesn’t go for all that NASA and space shit, which is too bad, ‘cuz he’d make a great Spock), I don’t expect anything interesting. Even Joe Wilson says he won’t be jumping up and calling Obama a liar this year.

Oh well, time to get out there and face the day.

Barack Obama told Diane Sawyer he’d “rather be a really good one-term president than a mediocre two-term president.” Well, you’ve got a lot of work to do then, Mr. President. So far you’re looking like nothing more than an asterisk President (as in *First black guy to become US President. His single term marred by ineffectiveness and partisan rancor. Succeeded by Sarah Palin, who, by executive order, deported him to Nigeria for failure to produce his original birth certificate). Of course, this is all just part of Obama’s pre-SOTU posturing.

In other Presidential Posturing news, Obama reportedly will propose a three-year freeze in “non-security” discretionary spending. So, money for mercenary contractors and escalating (maybe even starting; nothing’s better than being a “War President” after all) our military presence around the world is OK, but as for insignificant, trouble-making, do-nothing government agencies – like the EPA, Health and Human Services, and the Department of Interior, among others – well, they’re just gonna have to tighten their belts. If this plan sounds familiar to you, it might be because it was already proposed – by St. John McCain. It was a proposal strongly derided by a certain former Presidential candidate.

“The problem with a spending freeze is you’re using a hatchet where you need a scalpel. There are some programs that are very important that are underfunded.”
[…]
“That is an example of an unfair burden sharing. That’s using a hatchet to cut the federal budget. I want to use a scalpel so that people who need help are getting help and those of us like myself and Senator McCain who don’t need help aren’t getting it. That is how we make sure that everybody is willing to make a few sacrifices.”

“It sounds good,” Obama says of the [spending freeze] proposal. “It is proposed periodically. It doesn’t happen. And in fact an across-the-board spending freeze is a hatchet and we do need a scalpel because there are some programs that don’t work at all. There are some programs that are underfunded and I want to make sure that we are focused on those programs that work.”

Hatchet, bad. Scalpel good. Get it?

Obama will also supposedly talk about “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” in his State of the Union Address. It’s not clear what he’ll say, but my guess is that he’ll try to pander to “the gays,” by talking a lot, saying very little, and promising even less. I don’t think the gay folks are gonna keep falling for this stuff, Mr. President. Don’t be surprised when you face a primary challenge from Harvey Fierstein, is all I’m sayin’.

You know, I got an e-mail from Dan Plouffe yesterday, asking me to attend (or host) a SOTU “party.” As I’ve pretty much just plain had it with the Obama Administration, I clicked the “unsubscribe” link, which offered an optional spot to tell them why I was opting out. So I told them. I told them how proud I was of this country on election night back in 2008, and how hopeful I was. And I told them how that pride and hope had turned to disappointment, disillusion, and despair (okay, despair might be pushing it a little bit, but I needed another “d” word).

I told them that their rhetoric was empty, and they’d sacrificed “change” (assuming “change” was ever anything more than an empty campaign slogan) in order to pander to a small minority of conservatives. I said that they’d thrown Democrats and Independents who had “hoped” for an end to government bought and paid for by corporate special interests under the bus.

From the un-regulated Wall Street bailout (while regular people are thrown out of their homes), to turning over health care reform to insurance companies and the pharmaceutical industry, to escalating the war in Afghanistan, they’ve managed to squander a tremendous amount of goodwill in one short year. All in the name of “bipartisanship.” Except they haven’t been bipartisan, because the only party this Administration seems to care about sucking up to is the Republican Party.

Why am I unsubscribing? Because I’m sick of their empty words, and I’m just plain tired of reading them. And if they think I’m giving them another penny of my money, they’re nuts.

I don’t expect anybody of any importance to actually read what I wrote, but it made me feel better to write it (for a few minutes).

Oh, by the way, did I mention: Syracuse 73, Georgetown 56?

It was a big weekend here at the old homestead. For the first time in longer than I can remember (mostly ‘cuz I can’t really remember shit for very long these days), our kitchen cabinets have doors on them. They look very different, and I’d forgotten what a pain in the ass it is to have to open doors to get stuff out. I also built a shelf and storage area for the above the refrigerator/next to the microwave area. It’s far from perfect, but didn’t cost me anything, since it’s all made from scrap wood and stuff left over from tearing the old stuff out (in other words, I am being “green” by recycling). And it gets the job done, so it’s good enough for me. Fortunately, my wife isn’t fussy, either (I mean, she married me, so how fussy could she possibly be).

The weekend wasn’t without its casualties, though. For one thing, I broke the only belt sander belt I had. The belt sander is how I “even out” my woodworking (along with caulk and Spackle, of course). Now I have to go out and get a new one (and to thin,k I’ve only had that one on there for a mere twelve years or so). It’s been so long since I’ve bought one, I have no clue what size it is (3″ x something or other). It’s a Craftsman – has to be close to 50 years old, if not older.

Also, I recently (like, last week) purchased a little magnetic stud finder, and Sunday was my first chance to really use it on a “production” job (as opposed to just playing with it). Nothing fancy – just a couple of strong rare earth magnets encased in plastic with a bubble level in between. You run it along the wall in a “S” pattern, and when it finds a nail or screw, it just sticks there (like magic). Oh, I suppose you could just get a strong magnet and use that, but the level is kind of nice. It’s very simple, about a million times easier to use (and more accurate) than my electronic stud finder (assuming you don’t have abnormally thick walls or they forgot to screw down the sheetrock at every stud or something), and comes in handy to hold a drill bit or whatnot so you don’t lose it when you’re changing back and forth from the drill to the driver (I really need to get another cordless drill). Unfortunately, if you don’t keep an eye on it, somebody in your home may carelessly set a metal oven rack down near it, then put it in the oven and bake it at 325° for three hours, melting the shit out of it (doesn’t do much for the bubble level, either).

So, here’s a tip to the Do-It-Yourselfers out there: be sure to check for tools in your oven – early and often.

Ed Schultz apparently told Robert Gibbs he was full of shit. Far be it for me to agree with Fat Headdy, but I’m forced to concur. I heard Gibbs on the news a couple of times last week, and, while he spoke, he said absolutely nothing. Of course, what can he say, really? I guess all he could really do was tell Eddy to go Cheney himself.

“I told him he was full of sh*t is what I told him. I mean I did.” Schultz told an audience in Minnesota over the weekend. “And then he gave me the Dick Cheney f-bomb the same way Senator Leahy got it on the Senate floor.”

Schultz continued: “I told Robert Gibbs, I said ‘And I’m sorry you’re swearing at me, but I’m just trying to help you out. I’m telling you you’re losing your base. Do you understand that you’re losing your base?'”

The MSNBC host…has repeatedly accused the Obama administration of giving up too much ground to moderate and conservative Democrats as well as Republicans on health care reform.

“We have to get these people who have infiltrated the Democratic progressive movement, and get them the hell out,” Schultz said.

All I can say, is, “you tell ’em, Ed.”

On a side note, how pissed off do you think Randi Rhodes is that Ed (or Rachel, for that matter) is on MSNBC, and Randi is on, well, whatever the hell it is she’s on these days? Not that Randi has a big ego or anything. 🙄

Congratulations are in order for the New Orleans Saints. It’s nice to see a team that’s never been to a Super Bowl finally get to go to one. And the people in New Orleans certainly deserve something to celebrate. As for the Colts? Screw ’em. I hope the Saints wipe ’em out.

BTW, what’s up with the Pro Bowl being before the Super Bowl? No pro-bowl players on the two Super Bowl teams? How stupid it that? Not that I really give a crap about the Pro Bowl (or the Super Bowl, to be honest; it’s just on too late for a school night), but still.

Big night here as Georgetown comes to town for “Big Monday.” We hate Georgetown here – and we really hate losing to them (especially at home). Hopefully SU will play a bit better than they did on Saturday.

Oh well, I hear the sirens, so I guess I’d better make like a good little Eloi, and head off to do my duty.

On Press the Meat today, Ferretface Mitch McConnell is on to gloat, plus we’ll hear from President Obama’s Senior Adviser Valerie Jarrett. Then it’s a roundtable with the Washington Post’s E.J. Dionne, the BBC’s Katty Kay, Hell’s Peggy Noonan, and NBC News’ Chuck Todd.

Faze the Nation has St. John McCain, Illinois’ Dickie Durbin, and a triangletable discussion with Nancy Cordes and Jan Crawford on the SCOTUS ruling turning over the government to the highest bidders.

On Fux News Sunday, Weaselface Wallace has Bob Gibbs on to taunt, plus Texas redneck, John Cornyn. And the usual fuxheads, of course.

Terry Moran takes the wheel over at the Goebbels network, as This Weak boasts a lineup of David Axelrod, douchebag Senator Jim DeMint and Bob Menendez. Then the Axis of Drivel is reunited as George :jerk: Will, Cokie “the hag” Roberts, and Sam :omg: Donaldson are joined by Republican “strategist” Matthew Dowd.

On CNN, Fareed Zakaria speaks with former National Security Advisor Zbigniew Brzezinski on how to move forward in Haiti. Plus a panel of historians give their perspectives on what Obama should do next, now that he’s pretty much f*cked everything up so far.

Of course, the real story of the day is the rematch of Super Bowl III between the Jets and the Colts. Nobody give the Jets much of a chance to win today, but they didn’t give them any chance at all of winning back on January 12, 1969, even though a guy by the name of Joe Namath guaranteed a Jets victory. The following 40 years or so haven’t exactly been good ones to be a Jets fan (the one saving grace is that the Jets have still won more Super Bowls than the Buffalo), but maybe this year will be different. After all, the Jets held their training camp up here in Central NY at SUNY Cortland, so that must count for something. Or not. We’ll see.

Have a good one.

Conan signed off the Tonight Show for the final time last night, bringing an end to the most important thing in the whole wide world. Now we can move on the next, most important thing in the whole wide world, which might very well be Sarah Palin’s new hair style. Or maybe there’ll be a missing blond girl, a runaway Jiffy Pop bag, more fake Tiger Woods sightings or something even more important (Octomom in a bikini, anyone?). Either way, we need some sort of diversion.

Speaking of diversions, Barack Obama has taken off the tie and hit the road. He’s now a populist man of the people, going after those darn old Wall Street bad boys and promising strict regulation of the financial industry. Thank goodness. Things are really gonna change now, you betcha. :yawn:

I’ve been trying to think of a new way to make money so I can quit my job. In light of the new all-white basketball league, I’m soliciting investors for a new business proposition. My plan is to found an all-black hockey league. The BHL. Or maybe we could capitalize on the #1 spectator sport in the god-fearin’ US of A by starting an all-black auto racing circuit (BLASCAR). I dunno. Whatever the investors are up for is cool with me; no reasonable offer refused, but I will be needing your check by Monday.

My other option is to maybe find a corporate sponsor to finance a campaign for office. There was a time when I had higher standards, but the clock is running out on this lifetime, and the world (or at least this country) is turning to shit no matter what I do, so WTF? I’m not photogenic or “buff” enough (nor do I have a wife with a “curious hand”) to run for anything statewide or national, but a local office would be OK. I was born without an ambition gene, so I’m easy.

I’ve been told I have a good speechifying voice, and I think I could pull off a pretty decent “man of the people” act (way better than Obama, with his natty attire and big words; more of a short, non-lisping Alan Grayson kinda thing). I’m sure Wal-Mart, Time Warner, Verizon, or Home Depot could always use a County Legislator or Town Councilor in their pocket, and I’m willing to both work cheap and stay bought. Just get me good season tickets to SU games (where I’ll be happy to be seen wearing your corporate logo). I think those are the qualities that will be most important for a politician in the new world order.

Oh well, time’s a wastin’, and there’s kitchen duty to be done.

I can’t say that the news of the inevitable death of Air America really bums me out all that much. It’s been dead to me for so long now that this really makes no difference to me. Oh, I feel bad for the people that worked there, of course. Being out of work sucks. But as for AAR itself? Meh. It’s kind of funny how the morons of the world kept continuing to insist that the evil George Soros was behind AAR and backing them financially. Too bad he was never actually involved in it, or they’d still be on the air (and probably with the original lineup – sans Senator Al Franken – that made it so good). Only an idiot would believe that, but then the wingnuts have no shortage of idiots. Air America’s big problem was that the guy who was supposedly backing it financially (Evan Cohen) turned out to be a fraud, and then the guy they brought in to save the network (consummate asshole Danny Goldberg) turned out to be a humorless chump with no vision (and no radio background), who took evrything that was good and killed it. Right before things were about to really take off, too. And things only went downhill from there. Oh, but there was an awful lot of potential there at the beginning – back on April Fool’s Day, 2004. If I mourn anything today, it’s that Air America, not the thing that it had become. And there’s always Sedition Radio for when I miss the old days (at least until the computer it’s running on craps out, or I get sick of dealing with it). It’s funny, though. There’s always at least a couple of people tuned in, and when the stream craps out, I hear about it in a hurry. Hard to believe Sedition Radio and this place have both outlived Air America. Never underestimate the power of a handful of stubborn bastids, I guess.