Jul 31, 2011

Point of Order

The gorgeous Asian airhead* on MSNBC just told me many banks have no plan to take care of their customers in the event of a "U.S. government shutdown. " Never mind that only the dimmest of wits are concerned about an imminent  "shutdown."

More to the point: Maybe my banks have a plan to return my money under unfortunate scenarios. Maybe they don't. If per chance they refuse to honor the contracts between us, I have a plan. I say again,"I."

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*Didn't catch her name, but no matter. Her chief impact is to make me very sad that I lack Milt Caniff's talent. I'd love to draw her in a Dragon Lady cheong sam.

Domestic Matters

Washington, D.C. is downwind of me a thousand miles or so, yet living here is still an existence in hot, wet wind.

(1) Even before 7 a.m. the air conditioner is huffing,  and I'm feeling only trace amounts of guilt at selfishly depleting the world's dwindling supply of  energy resources. I'm afraid the caribou and my posterity will simply need to adapt.

(2) On Dawn patrol this morning the atmosphere was composed of mist rising from the fields everywhere.

(3) Paper matches will not ignite.

(4)  New Dog Libby is no longer interested in following me outside.

Jul 29, 2011

Live-blogging Armageddon

Me. Stariing at the podium which awaits the Presence of President Barack  Obama.

He could not possibly mention the 14th Amendment.

Could he?

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UPDATE: Whew. Brief and banal, a rehash of things past. Just what we needed from this fellow. And I mean that without irony; when this president goes beyond the worn-out slogans of the neighborhood organizer, things get dangerous.

(A suggestion: Fire the speech-writing clown who penned that tortured line about a triple-A political system to match our triple-A credit rating. I know, I just said how much we welcome your banality, but, Sir, there are limits. Triggering gag reflexes among the literate does you no good.)

Flash. Obama Flack Finds God.

That is, an Obama flack suddenly finds God to be a handy political tool.

"Presidential adviser David Plouffe told MSNBC on Thursday that the Republican House bill would "have this whole debt ceiling spectacle, three-ring circus ... repeated again a few months from now, over the holidays. You know, the debt ceiling debate would ruin Christmas."


I wonder how Christians are going to react to Obama's application to join their sect of bitter clingers. I don't think any of their churches offer temporary salvation, y'know, like a parallel to those one-night memberships in an old Texas key club offered for the convenience of traveling salesmen looking for a shot of bourbon.


 I suspect that is what he's looking for. Once his blank check is renewed he can cuddle back up to the forces which expel third-graders for slipping up -- for letting a "Merry Christmas!" slip out when the official position of the diverse Obama left is that the only legal greeting is "happy holidays."


"Ruin Christmas" my ass, Plouffe.
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