You're to be in Maryland Monday, and have your white ass ready to shop clerk on Tuesday.
This means you, Joe!
Marc
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This means you, Joe!
Marc
I was bitching to Liz about the Red Chinese space program the other day. Her response was, "Well, if the Chinese land on the moon, I owe you a Coke." I said, "There won't be any Coke, we'll all be drinking Panda Cola."
I wish more people were as paranoid about this as I am.
Marc
"And I'm very glad we've got the great team in office, men like Colin Powell, Don Rumsfeld, Dick Cheney, Condoleezza Rice... people I know very well - our president George W. Bush. We need them there."
Best of all, it's on tape! What a dumbass. I'm starting to wonder if this guy will still be in the race by NH, or if he'll pull a Perot and bug out.
Marc
Anyway, the gist of it is this:
"South Park Republicans each vote Republican for their own reasons. Some agree with every plank in the party's platform, in spite of having a nose ring and purple mohawk. However, most view Republicans as the lesser of two evils. Due to the quirks of our electoral system, candidates require a plurality to win, not a majority. If Libertarians wrested away half of the Republican votes in every major election, Democrats would hold nearly every seat in Congress. South Park Republicans want to avoid that, even if it means voting for Republicans when third party candidates may better reflect their views."
This piece mentions Ehrlich as an example of a Republican who fits this category - being pro-choice and pro-medical marijauna, yet vehemently opposing higher taxes.
This is really just watered-down libertarianism, which is the best I can hope for in this country, I guess.
Ha! South Park Republicans are real! A little Googling turned up this.
Marc
Are you fucking kidding me? The average NHL salary is $1.5 million. There are 30 teams (including such hockey hotbeds as Columbus, Tampa Bay, and Atlanta) It ain't working.
Bobby Hull is trying to take advantage of the NHL's money troubles and upcoming labor talks (which will almost certainly result in a strike/lockout) by starting a new World Hockey Association.
So long, hockey. Bring on spring football!
Marc
John Ellis (W's cousin) talks about Clark and primary dynamics, namely, 'Fiji Math':
The iron rule of media bias was once explained to me years ago by Henry Griggs, a media and political consultant. He described it as an analog of what he called "Fiji math." "In Fiji," he said, "they used to count as follows: one, two and many. There was no "three" or "four" or "five." There was just one, two and then that third number; "many." That's how the media cover politics. They can only count to two."
Unfortunately for Kerry et al, Dean and Clark are one and two right now.
Clark interviewed with some muckity-muck reporters and put his foot in his mouth several times, even calling on his press secretary for help at one point:
"Mary, help!" he called to his press secretary, Mary Jacoby, at the front of the plane, as he faced questions about Iraq. "Come back and listen to this."
Here's another gem:
Indeed, after caustically comparing the actions of the Bush administration to what he described as the abuses of Richard M. Nixon, he said that he voted for Mr. Nixon in 1972.
Doh!
More Clark tomfoolery from the Miami Herald:
At one point in the interview, Clark endorsed a moratorium on the death penalty, saying there has been "a lot of discrimination and a lot of injustice" and saying cases should be reviewed with DNA evidence. Asked if he would back a halt to executions, Clark sat up straight. "Stop. Stop," he said. "I promised I wasn't going to take a strong position."
The full extent of the Clinton conspiracy is outlined by the Post. That scumbag lawyer Bruce Lindsey is even on Clark's team. That's how you can be sure it's a Clinton operation: they don't get into anything without a platoon of lawyers to cover their crooked asses. Barf.
Marc