BIG DAY HERE TODAY..WATCH THIS SPOT..

Will post some news later but gotta get to work. In the mean time, head over to Odie's site for some truly funny stuff..could it be any other way?

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Obligatory TWP "Me Too!" Post..

As noted first by Lipton Tea Bagg, Odie over at Woodsterman, kindly gentleman and purveyor of really, really giddy art work (as well as those hot pics of comely Wal Mart babes and brides) was gracious enough to provide this rag-tag movement a coat of arms as it were. (For the challenged in my readership, it's above.)

When I figure out where/how to tuck it into a prominent place here at T.W.P. I will do so. And you all are welcome to suck it off of this site and use it on your blogs as well.

In fact, unless you're HuffPo, WhiteHouse.gov, or Andy Sullvan, I'd be damned proud to have you do so. I know Odie would as well. Also, remember the manners your mom taught you; head over to Odie's site and thank him for his effort.

Odie, you are hereby elevated from LCR pledge to active status. The rest of you, well, start rehearsing the phrase "Thank you sir, may I have another?" and be prepared to show us a log of your daily check-ins to the Obama Fail Blog.

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More ugly pictures..

I plugged this young mad a few posts ago, but this is worth a repeat.

Left Coast rebel provided the 4-1-1 back story and I have had some delightful communication with this young man, so I want to remind you to link, refer to, visit, comment on, and otherwise pay attention to The Obama Fail Blog.

Day-by-day, he racks up the failures and absurdities of this POTUS's regime. It is a thankless task, but his efforts to chronicle this debacle will be a very valuable resource come 21 January 2013 when that turd gets flushed. It is methodical and sans extreme editorial hyperbole

Well, now he the progenitor of the O.F.B. has a great new project -- a site called Obamanomics and it is a link of the pathetic residue of this failed economy, failed stimulus, and failed regime. You can participate as well: just send snaps of the truly pathetic boarded up businesses to him along with a description.

..as they say in comedy routines, "That's gonna leave a mark!"

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Not gonna tell you..ha..ha..ha..ha..

You're gonna have to go to the site to find out.

P.S. - Odie and "What Makes Us Right", this is NOT a Stacy McCain Rule #5 Post.

Meg Whitman Turns Tables on Nurses Union..

Interesting post over at Left Coast Rebel; maybe we will finally get a governor out here with some stones who is not afraid to take on the unions and the politicians in Sacramento.

At least one of the WaPo Crackers gets the DOJ story..

While poor, benighted Bob "That's with one 'O'" Schieffer on Mace the Nation came back from a vacation and seemingly started another one or at least snoozed through his interview with Erich Holder by not bringing up one question regarding the DOJ dropping the Shabazz M. Shabazz bizz, it seems like the WaPo is at least waking up to the fact that maybe the DOJ's operating with less than optimum ethical standards. 

It seems that the ombudsman, Andrew Alexander, sheepishly (but candidly) admits they were in the process of missing the boat:

Thursday's Post reported about a growing controversy over the Justice Department's decision to scale down a voter-intimidation case against members of the New Black Panther Party. The story succinctly summarized the issues but left many readers with a question: What took you so long?

For months, readers have contacted the ombudsman wondering why The Post hasn't been covering the case. The calls increased recently after competitors such as the New York Times and the Associated Press wrote stories. Fox News and right-wing bloggers have been pumping the story. Liberal bloggers have countered, accusing them of trying to manufacture a scandal. But The Post has been virtually silent.

The story has its origins on Election Day in 2008, when two members of the New Black Panther Party stood in front of a Philadelphia polling place. YouTube video of the men, now viewed nearly 1.5 million times, shows both wearing paramilitary clothing. One carried a nightstick.

..now that's damned white of them, ain't it?

One of my early predictions was that gradually, as Obama sank lower and lower in the public's estimation of him, the knee-pad media would find that there are legitimate stories to be had in that genre of reportage. Some folks would be publishing the "King has no clothes" articles and series and start making their chops on that. Circulation would rise and, lo, there would be a cottage industry created and dedicated to the prospect that this fool is..well.really a fool.

Already the NYT has come up with editorials and stories about how these ass clowns stumble through their assignments with the AP and other outlets following suit.

For the ninety-third time, if the Dems lose big (and that ain't no guarantee) then the emphasis will be to save the Democrat party and, If this means throwing Obama under the already-crowded bus, then that's what will happen.

Of course, don't expect wholesale defections. As bad as Obama is, there's still people who swoon over this guy. You want an offer of proof? Read the letters and comments following any NYT article or editorial. It is still festooned with notes authored by the truly clueless.

..and, of course, there's always MSM TV types like CBS's "Drooler Bob" above.

 UPDATE: Of course, Peggy Noonan, the bag-lady-in-training gets closer and closer to her final assignment out on the steam grate in front of the Sam Rayburn building.

In journalism the effects of cutbacks and lack of mentoring are showing their face, and will continue to. Maybe we’ll see it most dramatically when the lone person on the overnight news desk, aged 28, in a cavernous room with marks on the industrial carpet from where the desks used to be, gets the first word of the next, possibly successful terror event. On the Internet, you read the fierce posts of political and ideological writers and wonder, Why do so many young bloggers sound like hyenas laughing in the dark? Maybe it’s because there’s no old hand at the next desk to turn and say, “Son, being an enraged, profane, unmoderated, unmediated, hit-loving, trash-talking rage monkey is no way to go through life.”

Oh, um, if you're headed over to Walmart, will you pick up a box of Depends for the Drooler and one for the Bag Lady? There's a good soul!

Sincerely, I remain your humble

Former Cracker Baby Enraged, Profane, Unmoderated, Hit-loving, Trash-Talking Rage Monkey.

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Sunday Night Bad Mood Rant...

..O.K., not really. I am only agitated because there's no good booze in the house.

Anyway, here's a caveat: I am one of those guys -- and I guess I got this from my mom -- who orders a really great steak with the trimmings and I pound down the broccoli or spinach or vegetables first (I refuse to use the word veggies) and save the steak (or at least part of it) for last. My mom told me that it was easier to eat the good-tasting stuff when you were less hungry than it was to eat the vegetables.

Accordingly, I had some massive fun this weekend; here comes the vegetables first.

Regularly, the Civil Air Patrol (USAF Auxiliary) schedules a Summer encampment for its junior contingent -- the cadets -- and usually in the California Wing it is held at the reserve base in San Luis Obispo. But this year, a returning Army unit from the Gulf commandeered the barracks there and we got blown out. gthings were looking grim until the USMC stepped in and offered us their Area 64 -- A.K.A., Camp Talega -- aboard Camp Pendleton this upcoming week. If any of you ever saw Heartbreak Ridge,well, that's where that movie was filmed. And even if you didn't see Heartbreak Ridge, it was still filmed there.

Long story short, we jumped at the chance and so, in turn your humble narrator tapped to assist with setting up the radio communications infrastructure for the encampment. Sure, it was for a bunch of kids and sure it's just play-soldier stuff, but comm has a serious role in our activities. For example, what if you dropped your kid off at the encampment for a week and the little knothead was running all over a Marine base (including their rifle ranges) and got hurt. Well, cell phones don't work all over the base and the only means of staying in touch with the encampment HQ is by VHF radio through a portable repeater. So who ya gonna call? No, those guys are busy keeping the streams from getting crossed.

Bottom line though, it was a chance for me to go down and see what kind of trouble my son -- The Good Lance Corporal -- gets into. He is a 2717 ("lense licker") with the 4th LAR, goes to reserve weekend there monthly, and gets to play soldier (he hates it when I call it that) and stuff.

So, The USMC was going to let his dad do that for a weekend.

We (the CAP) were billeted with a reserve artillery regiment doing their two weeks and it was kinda cool hanging out with those guys as they moseyed up to the soccer field to do their MCMAP (their hand-to-hand combat regime) or other exercises. It's also at once stirring and disconcerting to see these kids, muscled to the hilt and with an M4A1s and M16A4s slung over their shoulders at all times.

Even though I am sure they were laughing inside at the site of a (relatively) fat, old USAF major, never once did they show it. They were polite, respectful, and prompt to render appropriate military courtesy -- even though it was not strictly warranted. Also, I can tell you, there was not more than one ounce of body fat on all of them put together.

Which brings me to one of the more fun activities on base this weekend: bellying up to the feeding trough. Seems the Marines told CAP that we could dine with them and thus it was that I -- for the first time in decades -- entered a military mess hall, the facility adjacent to us over in Area 62.

The facility was pretty clean, light, and appealing. The food on offer was pretty decent. (But then again, you've never had to endure the 95-cent breakfasts at the Airmen's Open Mess at Offutt AFB.) Hell, they even had TV in the mess -- Hannity, Fox News, and ESPN only. Someone told me that they inadvertently switched over to -- gasp! -- MSNBC and the "Master Guns" (Master Gunnery Sergeant) who ran the mess had a meltdown.

Negotiating the steam tray line (they also had a fast food line) was an experience. You pointed to an item (green beans, squash, potatoes, etc.) and it instantly produced a 16-ounce pile of that on your plate. In my case, green beans and scalloped potatoes spoke for the lion's share and the final selection -- a beef stroganov -- occupied the remainder and covered the beans and potatoes. Then this sweet-faced, smiling black lady asked if I would like corn bread to which I assented. I was rewarded with a 5x5 slab on top of the whole mess. Then there was the salad bar, the desert bar, and the drink bar.

Oh yes; you could go back for seconds if you didn't explode first.

The food was actually pretty good. It was industrial-strength nourishment, to be sure. But tasteful and filling. Clearly, they ain't feeding no flouncing nancy, diet-conscious, bleeding-heart commie liberals. Nossir! They were in the business of keeping 23-year-old, 4,000-calorie-per-day kids topped up and ready to go.

Partially because my mom raised me this way and partially because I was afraid the "Master Guns" was going to get in my face big time, I cleaned and polished my plate. But when it settled, I gotta tell you, I felt like one of those boa constrictors who engulfs a goat and then sleeps it off for 30 days while the whole thing gets processed into snake crap.

I cannot imagine subsisting on that fare for a week and NOT looking like the Michelin tire man.

Seems the good Lance Corporal is the same way. He opts for small portions and is blessed with the talent gaining nourishment through perpetual snacking. He is every bit as impressive as the kids I saw in the artillery regiment but can do his duties on an MRE or crackers and jam or whatever he has stored in his field pack. He tells me this pays off big time for him because he can keep going when the chow hounds need one of those double-dips of stroganov and cornbread to fill their groaning void.

Furthermore, he is built like iron, an expert marksman, and misses perfect PFT scores by one or two sit-ups. Yessir, he is a real keeper and a great deal for the USMC in terms of miles-per-cornbread slabs or Klicks-per-stroganov-scoops.

..oh, and like George Bush I, I despise broccoli.

..stand by while I get things squared away..

A lot of things went on this weekend..and I mean A LOT..but I just had to help Michelle make this go viral..

..er..that's Michelle Malkin, of course. Michelle the FLOTUS was busy talking about blind prostitutes hooking in St Louis and getting the FIRST DOG off of the separate jet that carted him to Maine on the family vacation..



The product and the web site are legit, by the way. I hope these guys make a ton o' dough!

O.K., THE RADIO GEAR'S PUT AWAY: Now I gotta take a shower so Mrs War Planner does not file for divorce. But here's something else absolutely stunnig via Malkin's site. Senior Alzheimers suffer and resident news guy drooler, Bob ("that's with one 'O'") Scheiffer fades on an interview with Holder by not asking him about the recent DOJ flap over the Black Panther poll watchers' voter intimidation case:



..hey, grandpa Bob, what do you think people on the blogosphere (Jee-zus, I hate that word) have been burning up the internet with? Call your assisted living people Bob, it's time to move you out of the afternoon sun and change your Depends, you senile old fart.

I hope that Shabazz M. Shabazz comes after you, you geriatric old cracker sumbitch!

The Lessons of History

As with most of my derivative (read: Me too! Me too!), I get my material from Hot Air! Regularly, Ed and the crew point us to the stellar work done by Mike Ramirez:

..but most of the real value comes in surveying the comments where you can come up with some interesting tidbits if not some outright gems.

One of the pervasive mantras that has been thrown in our face since we all walked around in out pampers (well, actual cloth diapers in my case) has been that FDR was an almost Obama-like demigod who stemmed the tide of a vicious economic reality and presided over the salvation of this nation up to the Second World War.

The internet abounds with examples of how fraudulent this theory is -- even including the tenet that his administration(s) policies may have actually extended the depression instead of healing it. One such commenter -- WashJeff over on HA! (reference lost) points out that the returning vets from World War One fomented an economic depression that the POTUS of the day had to resolve and apparently did so adroitly:

Depression of 1920-1921
When President Harding assumed office on March 4, 1921 the United States was in the midst of a post war economic depression. By 1920, unemployment had jumped up to 12 percent and the GNP had dropped by 17 percent. Harding ignored Secretary of Commerce Herbert Hoover's recommendation for proactive federal intervention; rather Harding cut tax rates for all groups and reduced the national debt. Recovery began to take place in summer of 1921; by 1922 unemployment receded to 6.4 percent; by 1923 the unemployment rate was 2.4 percent. Economist Benjamin Anderson writes, "In 1920–21 we [the U.S.] took our losses, we readjusted our financial structure, we endured our depression, and in August 1921 we started up again. . . . The rally in business production and employment that started in August 1921 was soundly based on a drastic cleaning up of credit weakness, a drastic reduction in the costs of production, and on the free play of private enterprise. It was not based on governmental policy designed to make business good.”

..those who do not remember history are bound to..

MATERIALLY IMPORTANT UPDATE: Per Odie's request:

..oh, what the hell, Odie, let's live a little, shall we?

His-to-reee..

Some day we're all gonna look back on this period in our lives like we ancient ones us did The Sixties, or The Carter Years or the eight years of dress-stained governance hosted by Bill Clinton. But as you young whippersnappers are beginning to realize in caring for your drooling, diaper-clad sesquicentennial relatives, our minds are imperfect recording devices and things are not as we remember.

In fact, spinning through the Rolodex of my memories, I am sure that the daughter-of-a-Schenley's rep, Dianna Delouis (sadly, not pictured above), was not quite the super-hot blond beach bunny I remember I dated as a UCLA Freshman. (Although Dianna was hot, a great pool player, loved the beach, and her dad liked the hell out of me and kept crooning, "When you and Dianna get married, I'm gonna set you up with your own liquor distributorship out here in Sherman Oaks.")

Our bitter memories tend to get blurred and softened over time as well.

"Omaha was not really that bad, was it?"

"Surely Carter did not stink up the barn as Prez, did he?"

Yes, Omaha sucked if you were a young kid from the beaches of Southern California and the biggest body of water you could get to was (1) the banks of the Missouri River, (2) the rec pool, (3) your bath tub. And, yes, Carter was a freaking nightmare. Why on earth do you think that we all elected a retired actor and G.E. spokesman?

O.K., maybe I exaggerate, but that's the point. We need to remember how bad these current times really are and I am not referring to the "Brother, can you spare a dime" romanticizing done about the First Great Depression (as opposed to the Next One we are staring at). We need a factual, almost antiseptic account of the day-to-day events we are enduring. There are a lot of sites that traffic ion the glitzy, sensationalistic posts of Obama's gaffes, but these are flashes of brilliance and wit and homor (and pathos) spread over a number of worthy sites and interspersed with the misdeeds of the other members of the D.C. Clown Troupe. What is needed is a consistent catalog of these day-to-day gaffes and missteps focused on our beloved leader, Chimpy, the Kenyan.

In a recent e-mail to The Left Coast Rebel -- who does a pretty fair job of chronicling Obama's daily shortcomings himself -- I mentioned that we needed to start such a project and he responded with the link to The Obama Fail Blog. A quick review had me hooked. It became clear that there was no finer chronicling done in such a consistent workmanlike manner. While the progenitor does imbue some posts with editorial comment (hard to avoid given such blatant stupidity by the blog's subject), it does relate the cited events or circumstances in a pretty dispassionate manner. It's, um, you know, like Ed Morrissey's "Obamateurism" of the day/week, a site that will provide a regular historical record of what we had to endure for (hopefully) four years of this idiot -- day by day.

It started a little before the inauguration and continues almost daily.

The value of such a site as this is not that it will receive tremendous traffic for any one or more of its postings but for what it will have become on (again, hopefully) 21 January 2013. If the creator of this blog is smart, he will export the contents of his tour de force into hard copy, ship it off to a publisher, and have a souvenir coffee-table book made of it. I keep commenting on Morrissey's weekly Obamateurism that he should aggregate and publish similarly.

At present, we're probably living though what will prove to be the worst presidency in the history of this nation; not by inches, but by miles. You know, like Carter coming in at #43 and Obama coming in at, oh, say #67 because any president who follows him for the next century (at least) could not displace him from the bottom rung -- evah!. We will need to provide our grandchildren (still busy paying for this idiot's missteps) documentation as to how and why we got here.

Also, think back of the rumors and unseemly back stories that arise after a president leaves office. Are you remembering the huge stink bombs that materialized after Clinton's eight interminable years? How a lot of stuff came to light that was just flat-assed repugnant? Well, I think we're staring at something like that in *ahem* spades. Again, like Omaha, Nebraska and the Carter years for me, your mind will soften this memory and soothe your psyche convincing that it could not have been as bad as it really was. You will need a reminder.

..you know, a memory of the nightmare that was this failed presidency.

Just Sayin'..

Pete Du Pont in the Wall Street journal, after a summary of the stew of dismal numbers and questionable prolicies we now incubate in, says that Hillary Rodham [Clinton] is now the white knight who will ride in and save us from the pathetic incompetence of out current Pantload-o Supremo:

So what can be done to change America's policies and make our economy stronger? For one thing, we could elect a president with different thinking. Almost any Republican candidate would have that, and, as we will see in a moment, there is one obvious Democrat who would change our course too.

And why would the Democratic Party want to do that? Because the re-election of President Obama is becoming more problematic. The latest Rasmussen Reports polls show the dramatic decline of the presidential approval index, the difference between those who "strongly approve" of Mr. Obama's performance and those who "strongly disapprove." It began at plus 25% when the new president was sworn in, and has steadily declined to minus 13%.

It isn't just the president whose poll numbers are falling fast. According to recent Harris polling, Vice President Biden viewed favorably by 26% of the public and unfavorably by 45%. House Speaker Nancy Pelosi does even worse, 20% positive to 49% negative. A June Nevada poll gave Sen. Harry Reid, the majority leader, 33% approval and 52% disapproval.

But the greatest contrast and most interesting statistic is Secretary of State Hillary Clinton's ratings: 45% favorable and only 35% unfavorable.

I am all at sea on this one; I still am extremely leery of Ms Clinton and her motives but I would welcome a challenge from her in the primaries to jostle up Obama and his battalion of thugs. It would get the HillBuzz Boyz in the game and goodness knows those great guys deserve another turn in the lists with other than an unbroken lance.

Irrespective of your feelings one way or t'other, it's come to this: Chimpy, the Kenyan has done such a terrible job thus far that people actually are considering Clinton and option and actually long for the "good old days" under Carter.

Economy got you down?

With the new dismal economic numbers coming out about falling retail sales and unemployment, folks wanting to put on a happy face will have to be more inventive about their methodology -- or otherwise risk the possibility of raising municipal revenues. Seems Obama has not quashed the American entrepreneurial spirit completely (though the Dems' policies have made a good start) with these ideas to secretly carry around that "Brighter Day" elixir:

This via the Little Miss Attila blog.

MALADROIT SEGUE: Oh, and while I am on the subject, I just wanted to carp about something (anything!) since I am in one of my bipolar downswings. The Other McCain posted this advisory to nascent bloggers like me (coming up on my one-year anniversary in August, О чем Этот Blog Является Всем) on how to get a million hits. Although I am a software developer and pretty good at tech things, I am a few pages behind extant really whiz-bang stuff. For example, I don't do FaceBook. I don't Tweet. (Sounds fruity or perverted and how could one possibly convey an intellectual thought in only 140 characters?) And there's a lot of other stuff that can be classified as as narcissistic, neo-tech persiflage.

But I am just insecure enough to be lured by the siren calls of website popularity; like many other simpering, pajama-wearing, PBJ-wolfing, basement-dwelling blog writers, I crave attention. The prospect of Ed Morrissey -- or, better, Michelle Malkin -- pouring their cup of morning joe while poring over my deathless prose is just too alluring an image to be dispelled by reality.

So I bit. I followed as many of Robert Stacy McCain's recommendations as I could technically comprehend, among them, linking to his site and linking to Miss Attila's site. And, and, and..

..my hit count went down!

I mean, compared to the inestimable Left Coast Rebel and MAinfo.com my visit numbers were hyper-anemic. I think I got as many stoppers-by in toto as Odie gets whenever he puts up one of those spectacular bumper sticker or Walmart series he runs. LCR gets more in a day than I get in a month! Like the California Almond Growers, all I am asking is one ping a day from each of you.

So what's the deal, Neil? Where'd everyone go? I mean, I took a shower this morning; I brushed my teeth; the can of Right Guard maybe a little low, but I use it religiously.

So I can't explain it but now I am getting desperate (and more insecure) and am looking for at a number of options. You know, like unlinking The Other McCain and Miss Attila being the most obvious or maybe asking ol' Stacy for a refund. But also things like offering a two-for-one sale: visit my site now and I'll give you another visit for free. Or perhaps going over to KOS or Huffpo and starting a war. How about linking Little Green Footballs to my site? If things get really dreary, I might just hit McCain's tip jar.

I am open for suggestions but don't tell me to write more interesting, exciting things because I gotta rule that out because that sort of thing is wa-a-a-a-ay above my pathetic pay grade.

DISCLAIMER:  I am actually not as desperate as I pretend. This is kind of fun to do and I do bump into some pretty nice people who stop by. I am not sure how good things would be if there were hunnerts o' comments and I were compelled to answer to each one.

Sometimes you write cutesy pie headlines..

..and witty commentary. Other times, you just post something and let people read or view it for what it is. This is one time where I think I'll just shut up and let you and watch and listen to this tour de force.

..ouch! This is going to leave a mark!

Fox Cat Fight..

Meghan Kelley and Kirsten Powers get into it over a Town Hall where constituents appear flummoxed over their representative not knowing squat about the DOJ giving black voter intimidation cases a pass.

Ms Kelley is awesome, to be sure, but one has to wonder how *ahem* undermanned Ms Powers is in debating Kelley on the facts of a story and not preparing for the argument.

Decision: Kelley by a knockout!

Another Dem Asshat blows it out his..err..ass..

Courtesy of Hot Air!, Rep. Ciro Rodriguez (D-TX) goes postal (well..almost) over the fact that one of his constituents at a town hall called him on some bad ObamaCare numbers.

Now, all kinds of witty things to say come to mind, but I'll just stick with the script and remark how this behavior evinces panic. Turns out he's in a heavily gerrymandered district and is #64 on the list of most elegible Democrats floating around in the bowl waiting for someone to pull the chain.

(Great resource, that Hot Air! Green Room.)

Want to see this piece of fecal matter do a few laps around the bowl? Here's his opponent in the upcoming election -- Francesco Conseco -- so visit the site and maybe drop a money bomb on him. Maybe we'll be blessed with another You Tube video of jerkward above undergoing a meltdown on 2 November..

..which brings me to a couple of important things: Odie sent me a far-out NOvember! logo -- typical of his absolutely soldid work and I am going to giddily use it here for the first time of many until the penultimate month eventuates.

And, secondly, once I stomp on a software bug I am currently at war with, I want to go into full tilt mode with the shocking HillBuzz revelations of voter fraud from GiGi Gaston. Meantime, for some good 4-1-1 on this crap sandwich and why you need to get involved go on over to HillBuzz and Miss Bunni's site and do your homework. This could blow up this Summer and we might be seeing the Golf-Playing Turd Bag with a lot of -- er -debris -- on his person.

And now, without further adieu, the wonderful handiwork of the Woodsterman! Take it away, Odie!

Gratuitous Monday Morning Vomit Fest..

If you don't reach for the barf bag after viewing this mouldy oldie, you did not party hearty enough over the weekend:

..just trying to keep this masterpiece of feckless, irresponsibility alive in everyone's minds on the road to..

NOvember!

..didn't do it for you? Well, this one will put you over the edge. Say hello to the porcelain maiden for me!

Check out Christopher's Blog..

One of my gracious commenters, Christopher, has a terrific item over at his site and it is must see stuff. Heres a .jpg tease for the video:

On the road again..

Hat tip from a Hot Air! commenter, American Thinker, and Scared Monkeys, it seems that our beloved POSOTUS is taking the fam on another excursion to get all of them away from the rigors of D.C. life and perhaps get The Pantload a new golfing venuw. I'll be tthe Andrews ' course is getting pretty old.

Jeannie DeAngelis, author of The American Thinker piece, comes up with some pretty acerbic commentary regarding the cuisine Obama will be subjecting his family to:

Since eating is always central to Obama junkets, Mount Desert Island has cuisine to satisfy even the most discriminating palate. I'd venture a guess that the Obama entourage visits The Rose Garden Restaurant.

Thanks to Obama's economic policies, America gags down boxed macaroni and cheese and stale bologna sandwiches while the furlough-President indulges in bistros that tout "a la carte and prix-fixe menus [that] aren't cheap." The Rose Garden menu includes all-American favorites like "strudel filled with asparagus and Gruyère, peppery venison with squash puree," topped off by desserts like "mascarpone cheesecake."

..and then drops the hammer with this pair of zingers. reminiscent of Obama's German campaign-junket trip to the gym instead of visiting wounded soldiers:

With such a jammed schedule, it may be hard for Obama to fit in a condolence call to the family of Maine resident Sgt. Brandon Silk, just killed in Afghanistan, let alone take out for one of those yummy ice cream cones the three children of late Staff Sergeant Eric Shaw of Augusta, Maine who, while on his third tour of duty, was cut down at age 31 by enemy fire.

Instead of putting a depressing damper on the weekend, America's "Dirigo" should just omit visiting families of dead Maine soldiers and instead end the respite optimistically with 18 holes at Kebo Golf Club before heading back to DC to pack for next month's vacation.

But the real hammer dropper goes to the commenter "Honsy" over at Hot Air! who observed:

The Pres. and his family will be vacationing in Maine this month

God forbid that he head to the Gulf states and show support for the beleaguered inhabitants there who are losing billions in tourist money because of his hands-off approach to solving the oil spill problem!

honsy on July 10, 2010 at 9:27 PM

Can this clown get any more tone-deaf?

AFTERTHOUGHT: Do you suppose that the Narcissist-in-Chief is going to Maine because the abbreviation is "Me"?

..courtesy of Woodsterman.

Flagrantly Purloined Post from MAInfo..

This is up at MAInfo and is a must-visit for anyone who remembers 9/11.

 

I was going to write something cutesy-pie about sending pounds of bacon over to them or ham hocks or..

..but after looking at that GOP spot, my blood is on boil, steam coming out of my ears, and I am beginning to "red out" with rage. Here's some pictures MAInfo culled from a 6 June demonstration -- largely unreported by the MSM, of course -- against this Middle East Bird Flip:

This and the Ragheads-in-space philosophy that The Pantload wants to inflict on us are yet two more straws on the camel's back. I don't see this going away anytime soon, irrespective of what happens on 2 November.
We're in this fight for the long haul until that a**hole (forgive the ungentlemanly language) is thrown out of the White House and the place .

Live Free or Have Some Sweet 'Tater Pie

I stumbled on a post over at Michelle Malkin's blog that had the logo/symbol/badge of the New Black Panther Party (above) and was taken by the motto:

FREEDOM OR DEATH

It struck me as being a little over the top, but then again, one of the Shabazz Brothers (I believe that would be the South Philly "Last Iota" Shabazz) comes off wrapped a little too tight, doesn't he?

But the motto reminds me a little of George Carlin's wonderful license plate rant:

"Famous Potatoes" seems a little more soothing and too bad Leonard and Felicia Bernstein ("..STYNE"!) aren't around to throw them a party. Maybe it's why their so pissed off? I dunno.

Anyway, as far as product branding goes, I guess we can take comfort in the fact that it's the NEW Black Panther Party. You know like "New and Improved Tide" or "New Colgate toothpaste -- guaranteed to kill halitosis dead with just one brushing", I guess one brush with these guys and crackers and/or their offspring get killed as well?

..anyway, there's the dinner bell; Mrs War Planner has just taken the sushi off the fire and I don't want to let it get cold.

Wishes for peace from a former cracker baby.

UPDATE: This from a HillBuzz commenter, Hungry4Food, provides this chilling interleaving of "One Iota" Shabazz and the Pantload's reading of one of his dreary, narcissistic tomes:

..Parenthetically, The HillBoyz went through the same disenfranchisement we now feel at a time when we laughed at them and rejoiced in the discomfort that the once-reviled Hillary Clinton experienced at the hands of this lying, dissembling, incompetent, racist POTUS thug.

Yeah, that's right folks. They were the first folks to get hit by this freight train and we stood by and laughed. Now, they have thoughtfully and forcefully become our allies and we do them ill if we ignore them again.Besides they are dear, sensitive people who -- like us -- only want the best for this country.

Dutch Treat..

Being a Child of the Sixties, I remember visiting many of my hippie friends pads -- they call them cribs today -- and seeing principally two art books on the coffeee tables of their abodes. the first was usually a compendium of Frank Frazetta's other-worldly works works and the other was a collection of the phanasmagorically mind-boggling offering of M. C. Escher.

Well, I was skimming other sites and stumbled across one of The Other McCain's recent posts wherein he had a picture of a Lego recreation of Escher's work entitled Relativity:

It seems that the Lego folks have actually done in three dimensions what Escher would do in two. His work is below:

Now the art of the situation, if you will, is to determine which is the harder feat, Escher's original conception of a the folks walking up/down the actual rendering stairs or the "real thing".

Frankly, I admire the Legos effort -- having been a dad whose sons had a huge bin for the little snap-together bricks -- and that part of me gets the urge to go out and get some and attempt to do this for myself. (Alas, the vast horde of Legos went the way of the old baseball cards,the HO railroad set, and other cast-off remnants of childhood/fatherhood.)

But, far cheaper is to get one of those wonderful publications of Escher's work and pore over them. I present some below and, while I am partial to his rendering of familiar objects -- buildings, water ducts, mirrored globes, etc. each of his works are the product of one of the most adroit graphic artists the world has seen.

Self Portrait

Drawing Hands

The Monkey-Man Mirror

..and personal favorite..

The Waterfall

..and, yes, the waterfall does feed itself. Stare at it a while and you will see. I guess it's why my hippie buddies in the Sixties got the book: they saved a ton of dough on drugs.

Boxer has (quelle surprise) a bad hair day..

Drudge linking a story from Reuters that Box-o-Rocks Boxer (scummy old bag pictured over there on the right) is having YET ANOTHER bad hair day:

Democratic Senator Barbara Boxer's edge over Republican challenger Carly Fiorina has dwindled to 3 points as she seeks re-election in November, with more Californians now holding an unfavorable view of the three-term senator, a poll released on Thursday showed.

Boxer, who once held a 30-point lead over Fiorina, the former CEO of Hewlett Packard and a political novice, is now ahead by a margin of only 47 percent to 44 percent, the Field Poll found.

One of President Barack Obama's staunchest allies who has become a powerful liberal voice in the Senate since she was first elected in 1992, Boxer is facing her toughest challenge yet, as a wave of anti-incumbent sentiment sweeps the nation.

There are two really, really cool things about this:

(1) Carly hasn't even warmed up yet and..

(2) ..every time there's a story about this old crone, they always run an impossibly ugly picture of her that I get to add to my collection.

You think the vitriol here has been heavy? Just wait until we get in to the heat of the race. It is going to be a veritable blogging field day unloading on her and Governor Moonbeam in August, September, and October. Jeez-us! I hope a few of her hired trolls make it over there! Better yet, I think I'll go hunting them down!

BRING. IT. ON.

NOvember!

UPDATE: Speaking about pics of ugly broads, seems someone ought to tell Babs to get in touch with the Warners people for some headlight covers:

Wedded bliss in the Muslim world..

Offered to me by my good friend and former USAF B-36 RDO, Major Joe Di Mento, a group Muslim wedding picture..

..Joe says he hopes that each groom manages to go home with the correct table cloth.

Chill out, dude..

Anyone else out there think this guy should switch to decaf?

Blame bush? Go ahead, make my day..

I was looking at FNS this evening -- Dana Perino, whom I adore, was hosting for Greta Van Sustern -- and they brought up the Bush tax cut expiration this coming December.

Oooooh baby! It ain't getting any easier for Big Chief Wee-Wee, is it? If he lets them expire, he faces the prospect of having the Republicans make an issue of it and, if they are in control, put up a bill to extend them (with a smidge of sympathetic Dem help) and he is faced with vetoing it. If he does and the economy stays bad or really tanks, then he is toast.

But if he passes it or engineers an extension and the economy improves, then people will get the fact that his and Pelosi's policies are a failure and the GOP had it right all along.

Like RoboCop said, "Your move, creep!"

UPDATE: The Illustrated Conservative has lent substance and detail to this post, for example:

• # Personal income tax rates will rise. The top income tax rate will rise from 35 to 39.6 percent (this is also the rate at which two-thirds of small business profits are taxed).
• # The 10% bracket rises to an expanded 15%
• # The 25% bracket rises to 28%

...

Gallup: Pantload sinks..

Although it's hard to read the graph, it certainly is easy to see that Obama's numbers have been suffering in the Daily Gallup from the graph below:

Here are the hard numbers from the end of May until now (Date, Approve, Disapprove):

"May 29-Jun 1, 2010,50,44"
"May 30-Jun 2, 2010,49,45"
"Jun 1-3, 2010,48,45"
"Jun 2-4, 2010,46,47"
"Jun 3-5, 2010,45,47"
"Jun 4-6, 2010,47,44"
"Jun 5-7, 2010,45,46"
"Jun 6-8, 2010,47,45"
"Jun 7-9, 2010,44,48"
"Jun 8-10, 2010,45,48"
"Jun 9-11, 2010,44,48"
"Jun 10-12, 2010,46,46"
"Jun 11-13, 2010,48,45"
"Jun 12-14, 2010,49,44"
"Jun 13-15, 2010,49,43"
"Jun 14-16, 2010,46,44"
"Jun 15-17, 2010,45,46"
"Jun 16-18, 2010,45,46"
"Jun 17-19, 2010,48,45"
"Jun 18-20, 2010,49,44"
"Jun 19-21, 2010,48,45"
"Jun 20-22, 2010,45,46"
"Jun 21-23, 2010,45,46"
"Jun 22-24, 2010,45,45"
"Jun 23-25, 2010,46,46"
"Jun 24-26, 2010,45,46"
"Jun 25-27, 2010,46,46"
"Jun 26-28, 2010,46,45"
"Jun 27-29, 2010,46,45"
"Jun 28-30, 2010,47,45"
"Jun 29-Jul 1, 2010,49,44"
"Jun 30-Jul 2, 2010,47,46"
"Jul 1-3, 2010,46,45"

..and while the numbers are susceptible to noise, plainly the lines are converging and, like Rasmussen, there will be a point where the Approval will cross over the Disapproval forever and then it's sayonara. (By the way, Gallup has a cool button on that page that allows you to download a .csv file of the hard numbers. If you don't know what a .csv file is, then you probably would not be interest in the hard numbers anyway.)

If I recall correctly, Gallup is among those polls who oversample in one category or another and, a while ago, Rush Limbaugh claimed it oversampled blacks to keep Obama's numbers high.

..no matter how thin you slice the baloney, if I am a president who's Rasmussen and Gallup were in the forties with a midterm election coming up, I am not going to be having my aides booking tee times for me.

..but then again.

UPDATE: Ask and ye shall receive. Weasel Zippers has a very recent post about Obama and Bush and black voters. Here's the clip:

Past-Fourth good news..

..is that foreign Coney Island hot dog champion -- Takeru Kobyashi -- was NOT the champ this year because of a contract dispute. You cannot know what delight this brings to me and Mrs War Planner, of Japanese descent, who weary every year of seeing this tube-steak-sucking idiot strut his stuff in front of Nathan's.

Japanese eating champion Takeru Kobayashi (tah-KEH'-roo koh-bah-YAH'-shee) has been freed after a night in a New York jail over a hot dog scuffle.

Kobayashi wore a black T-shirt bearing the message "Free Kobi" as he pleaded not guilty in Brooklyn on Monday to charges of obstruction of governmental administration, resisting arrest, trespassing and disorderly conduct.

He had jumped onstage after Sunday's annual Fourth of July hot dog eating contest at Coney Island that he sat out because of a contract dispute.

Contract dispute? You need a contract now to eat wieners competitively? I guess that makes it consensual and all that.

Well, if he gets things squared away and enters again, then maybe we'll have the pleasure of seeing him explode after he consumes the 58th dog.

..and pathos and a call to arms.

Just as Woodsterman's wonderful anecdote roused you to laughter, this poignant piece posted at No Sheeples Here will summon a tear to the eye. It is beautiful and evocative.

I also want to broach a subject and solicit your assistance. I was reading an article this morning posted over at The Las Vega Review-Journal, "Barack Obama: The great jobs killer" and with interesting commentary also put up at The Illustrated Conservative.

A comment caught my eye by a benighted soul rejoicing in the name “ray.gun” and spouting the usual drivel about Bush and the Republicans destroying the economy and Obama having to rebuild it:

ray.gun wrote on July 05, 2010 08:14 AM:

facts are funny things. in the face of the worst economic crisis since the depression, corporate profits since obama took office have soared 40 percent, and the stock market, despite the recent slump, has risen more than 27 percent. to write an op-ed ignoring these facts is as silly as ignoring how under bush we were losing 750,000 jobs a month.

I attempted to respond to this rancid bilge water but tired of the “register-login-comment” cycle and moved on.

Now, in all fairness, I see this guy, Ray.Gun, as a deluded lib desert-rat, not unlike the Cousin Eddie character played by Randy Quaid replete with the metal plate in the head and overcome by atomic desert testing radiation.

But, we need to have a link -- or a series of URLs -- to counteract such unreferenced prevarications and distortions. Many of you who stop by are bloggers and scourers of the internet and I solicit your recommendations and references.

Just like I hoped to build a site logging all of Obama's nicknames, I hope to do something like this so that when you run into your own renditions of Cousin Eddie, you'll have a one-stop-shopping link to point these twits to.

So, its it a deal? Keep those cards and letters coming, folks!

Monday morning humor..

What's so funny about this lady attempting to bet on the bus? Well, you'll just have to go over to Woodsterman's site to get your Monday morning jollies.

..believe me, it will be worth it.

Drive by..

This is a cruel, mean-spirited rant I wanted to give voice to because these wicked thoughts come to me every time I read something by Peggy Noonan about how Obama has fallen off stride in her estimation.

Peggy Noonan? Isn’t she that old bag lady that lives on a steam grate outside the Sam Rayburn building, knocking back paper-bagged bottles of Sneaky Pete and telling everyone who passes that she used to be a contendah?

She had her chance — as did her fellow traveler, George Will. They coulda pulled the trigger on this fraud in the White House and his clown troupe; they coulda smothered him in the cradle. Instead, they crafted their hosannas to him and became enablers, attendees to his little Georgetown dinner soirees, and certifiable Obama bum-osculators..

..only now to try to reinstate themselves in our good graces by ineffectually nipping at his heels with their carping.

Your old news, Peggy babes. Accept the small change from the passers by, take a another slug of the cherry brandy, and try to get yourself to a shelter once in a while for a shower; you’re beginning to reek.

UPDATE: For the benefit of two of my cherished visitors: Opus and Bastiatarian and for interlopers in general, I thought perhaps I was being a little harsh on her last night and would feel differently in the morning..

..I don't.

A couple of year's ago, hearing of how she and Will went to that Georgetown dinner party with Obama after Noonan had eschewed McCain and backed Obama sent me over the top.

One does not insist on blind party loyalty and -- to be sure McCain came with a lot of warts -- but 48% percent of us saw that The Pantload was incapable of handling the responsibilities of an executive position. Many of us are less intelligent and less educated -- and less worldly -- than Noonan and Will and yet we were not hoodwinked. If it is their job to inform and express an opinion then we should exact a toll for their doing so and that should be an expectation of some degree of prescience. If they missed this call so badly, then why should we give them any credibility?

No, it is my fondest wish that this woman lose her readership and be cast out of a position where she can so terribly infect the minds of others. Basically, the inside-the-beltway types suck in my book.