Shocking news this morning. Are you sitting down? Good. ‘Cuz it turns out Dubya’s 2004 campaign manager and former RNC chairman Ken Mehlman is gay. Yes, I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s true.
Mehlman arrived at this conclusion about his identity fairly recently, he said in an interview.
All that sex with dudes shoula been your first clue, buddy.
“It’s taken me 43 years to get comfortable with this part of my life…. The process has been something that’s made me…happier and better”
And gayer, too, apparently.
This has got to be quite a blow (so to speak) to Republicans. Not the gay part, of course, but the hypocrisy, which is so unusual for them. 🙄
Hopefully Lindsay Graham, Karl Rove, Wide Stance Craig, and Mitch McConnell will now come out with statements condemning Kenny Boy for his clandestine behavior, but praising his courage for coming out. Larry Craig might even offer to make room for Ken under his big tent.
Former Japanese Democratic Party Leader Ichiro Ozawa called Americans ‘simple-minded’ yesterday. All I have to say to that is, “well, duh.”
“I like Americans, but they are somewhat monocellular,” the former Democratic Party leader said. “When I talk with Americans, I often wonder why they are so simple-minded.”
Me too, Ichiro-san. But it’s part of our charm.
We’re like that affable but really stupid dog that wags his tail and drools all over everything, then craps on the floor. You try and get pissed at us, but then you look in our big goofy eyes and you just can’t stay mad. At least until we elect a George Bush and contract the equivalent of rabies and get all aggressive and invasiony and shit.
Then you realize we’re too goddamn big to have put down, and you start getting nervous.
Today is a big day here in these parts. It’s the opening day of the New York State Fair, which signals the beginning of the unofficial end of summer (the end of course coming on the final day of the Fair, which is Labor Day). As always (now that I’m old), the start of the Fair has taken me by surprise. Where has the summer gone?
Features include the world famous butter sculpture, which this year has the “green technology” theme of “Dairyville 2020” (which is funny since the display case is a big refrigerated room that’s got to be at least as old as I am, and probably uses about eleventy-million KWh a day.
On one side is a dairy farm with 14 cows, a barn and an anarerobic digester. On the other side of the sculpture is Dairyville, which is powered by electrical lines carrying power made from the cow manure.The exhibit shows how the manure from these cows can be used to generate electricity using the digester, how composted manure can be used as natural fertilizer and, of course, how these cows produce nearly 50 gallons of milk a day.
Wow, butter and manure. It doesn’t get any better than that!
After the fair, students from the State University College of Environmental Science and Forestry in Syracuse will convert the butter into biofuel to fuel the college’s buses.
Well good for them. Beats making 2.3 million pieces of toast.
Also, it’s also a big night for geezers (and geezers at heart), as tonight’s act at the grandstand is Aerosmith.
I won’t be attending this year’s Fair, because out of the blue a few months ago, the State Fair Director decided to fire all the union trades people (electricians, plumbers, steamfitters, etc) that traditionally work the Fair and get the grounds ready each year, and then hired a bunch of scabs for a lot less money.
To be honest, I probably wouldn’t have gone anyway. I haven’t actually gone since 1998, I think, when I manned the voter registrstion booth for my union, and got my picture taken shaking hands with former NYS Comptroller H. Carl McCall (had he won the election for Governor, NY would be in much better shape right now) at a luncheon for union activist types. He made me look very, very short.
The rides on the midway are too expensive (as are the beers), I’ve already seen plenty of horses and cows, and, all due respect to Melina, chickens don’t really do much for me. Oh, there’s a lot of other stuff, but it mostly amounts to people trying to sell you shit (I could use a free cleaning of my glasses with the miracle anti-fog juice, I guess), and shit I’ve seen before.
Oh well, looks like I’m running late here. Have a good Thursday.
I heard about Mehlman’s revelation. I am shocked, shocked…not that he’s gay but that he’s a Rethug. If he’s like other members of that party he’ll go right out and demand that we limit the freedom of other gay people, then he’ll make a date with James Guckert.
As for the end of summer, school starts September 13. I don ‘t remember it ever starting that late but I’m not complaining. My boss did tell me that I would only be working 2 days this year but she called 3 days later and said that was a mistake.
I like my job. It’s getting up and getting there that I hate.
Gail Collins:
Since this is possibly the most depressing August in the history of summer, I feel compelled to point out a brighter side of the news.
In Arizona on Tuesday, Republican voters totally rejected the Congressional candidacy of State Senator Pamela Gorman (“conservative Christian and a pretty fair shot”), whose TV ad showed her firing a machine gun at an undisclosed target. Only about 5,000 people in the district thought sending Pamela Gorman to Washington would be a good plan. And it was 110 degrees that day, so a number of those might have been hallucinating.
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/26/opinion/26collins.html?_r=2&ref=opinion
Program Discontinuance for CU J School :omg:
http://www.denverpost.com/news/ci_15896025
I went back to school there in ’89, learned how to get ‘just the facts, maam’. Had some great professors. There was a guy, Nate Archibald, who was connected somehow with the congressional Watergate Hearings. Really old school, passionate about his craft.
I guess I’m not completely surprised. With the Internets, who needs reporters? They”re going to have a series of Forums to decide what to do next.
My suggestion would be to move broadcast journalism to the Theatre Department.
It wasn’t Nate “Tiny” Archibald, was it?
Aerosmith is on the state fair circuit now? Jeez. No wonder Tyler took the American Idol gig.
Hey, hey. This isn’t just any State Fair. This is the Great New York State Fair. And with ticket prices at $84, $94 and $104, I reckon they’d even play at the 7-11.
Plus, they get to see the Dairyville 2020 butter sculpture.
Sorry, (I got my Archibalds’ mixed up) it was “Sam” Archibald. He died in 2006.
Here’s part of his obituary:
“Witty and fun-loving with his friends, Mr. Archibald was an unrelenting critic of government who relished embracing unpopular causes,” Rocky Mountain News writer Rachel Brand wrote in an April 19 story after news of Archibald’s death reached the paper. “He held his students to high standards. His gift was persistence in search of truth, a trait necessary for investigative reporting and government reform.”
During the McCarthy area in Washington, D.C., the concept of freedom of information was a very unpopular cause with federal officials. After 10 years of reporting on politics for The Sacramento Bee, Archibald joined the staff of newly elected Democratic Rep. John Moss of California. Angered by federal bureaucrats’ refusals to release names of citizens fired for allegedly being communists, Moss formed a subcommittee that looked into government secrecy and made Archibald staff director.
Archibald is credited with authoring the original one-paragraph draft that stated simply that all government information must be free and available to the public. After numerous exceptions and qualifications were added during an 11-year battle for enactment, during which Archibald served as ramrod, the measure became law in 1966.
“He loved to be referred to as the father of the Freedom of Information Act,” Arnold said.
For any of you Young Turks fans (or more accurately Cenk Ugar fans) out there, this might turn into something interesting
http://www.mediaite.com/online/ed-schultz-wants-to-be-in-msnbc-promos-or-hell-torch-this-fcking-place/
Cenk was guest hosting again tonight
Too bad. It would have been cool if Tiny Archibald was the father of FOIA.