Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Quick thought watching Obama's press conference...

He makes lawyers, and a legal education, amazingly attractive and very much welcome: articulate, informed, detailed, thoughtful, even literate.

Compared to the endless empty BS that an "MBA" (hahahaha) like Bush supposedly is/was, this is amazingly refreshing.

Obama actually knows stuff, and that knowledge is useful! Holy Moly!

Specifically, he illustrates how an actual field of knowledge (law) trumps a fake one (marketing)

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Not to mention unlocking real estate values.....

More Atheists Shout It From the Rooftops

Bless them

Specter going Democrat

No surprise, of course. The man is intelligent, after all.

Thus, here's what's left of 'Republican' opposition to Obama:
  1. Supply-siders like Kudlow
  2. Demagogues like Limbaugh
  3. Nut jobs like Beck
  4. Phonies like Giuliani
  5. Frauds like Romney
  6. Gun lovers like Brownback
  7. Creationists like Huckabee
  8. Racists like Hunter
  9. Paranoids like Paul
  10. Paranoid ignorami like Hannity
  11. Paranoid demagogue racist gun lover nut job ignorami supply-side secessionist phony creationist frauds like Perry (leading contender in 2012)

Makes Larry Kudlow atractive.....

Let's call them Kudlows!

A Tiny Hominid With No Place on the Family Tree

The extinct people nicknamed hobbits remain mystifying anomalies in human evolution, out of place in time and geography, their ancestry unknown.

......They walked upright on short legs, but might have had a peculiar gait obviating long-distance running. The single skull that has been found is no bigger than a grapefruit, suggesting a brain less than one-third the size of a human’s

Most excellent Obama map, etc....

Check this out: http://my.barackobama.com/page/content/foundationforchange

Very hard to imagine that I actually live in a country with a competent Chief Executive. Takes some getting used to.....

Hysterical post from Cassandra Does Tokyo

Tempting Offer?!?

Begins thusly:

I am not scatalogically-preoccupied. But on Page 53 of this week's Economist magazine - the European edition at least - is an advertisement for Bocconi SDA's Master's in Fine Food and Beverage with a picture of what appears, at first-sight to be a large Parisian sidewalk pile of excrement with the caption "Come and see how tasty a Masters in Management could be." Ummmm, thanks, but no.

And the wrap is great:

Lest you think me unfair to said Masters (for the would-be's of this Bocconi course are arguably harmless), I will happily point out that I do not single them out, for the pavements are veritably littered with piles of crap, from the legislative capitals where lawmakers have whored themselves like street-harlots, while even those that didn't were too timid, ignorant, or fearful of electoral backlash to interrogate the foundations and wisdom of unlimited credit sans regulation or prudential tether, to suburbia and the American heartlands desperation to believe in tooth-faeiries, Santa Claus, Goldilocks, and pixie-dust as panaceas for unsustainable consumption over production, and at the collective level, unsustainable fiscal expenditure relative revenue.

The G-175


The dignitaries, who traveled from all across the world, arrived early Thursday morning to tackle a week's worth of possible resolutions. Items on the schedule included a motion to sit in hopeless resignation as the terrifying spread of hepatitis claimed the lives of millions, as well as a multilateral treaty, signed by all present, to shake their heads in defeat and disgust at rising poverty rates.
Three hours of official cursing at G-20 nations and their inherent wealth and greed followed.
"Our people are starving," said Tanzanian minister of agriculture Steven M. Wasira, contributing to a heated debate over whether all nations involved were completely screwed or absolutely fucked. "We cannot grow anything in the north because of the drought, and flooding in the south has stopped us from harvesting what little food we do have. I come here today to ask that you please help the poor citizens of my—"
Wasira's plea ended abruptly when the Days Inn ballroom the summit was using had to be cleared for a 5 p.m wedding reception.