The End of the Revolution

Karen Tumulty at TIME Magazine has a nice story on the clusterfuck that is the republican party. The End of a Revolution

Every revolution begins with the power of an idea and ends when clinging to power is the only idea left.

That's a powerful lede, but I think it's only partially true. I don't think the republican revolution was ever about ideas. It was always about power. It was never about governing or about making America a better place. It was never about creating "a more perfect union."

Let's hope the american public (the sane portion, anyway) has finally had enough.

Fuck you Poppy

When I was a kid in the sixties, we regularly had drills to show us what to do if the unthinkable happened. I thought about it a little more than the average kid, because my dad was in the Air Force. For a time he was a bomber pilot, flying the route up above the Bering Straight, carrying the bomb on his B-52. Just in case the soviets got out of hand, ya know. (I didn't know at the time that they carried nukes, but my father confirmed it to me many years later.)

Whenever world tensions got high, all the pilots would go on alert, and my dad would kiss my mom goodbye, and head out to the airfield for as long as it lasted. Eventually he would come home to our quarters on base, and life would go on as normal.

I can't say that I let it bother me all that much, but for any kid who grew up in the 50's or 60's, the threat of nuclear war was always a constant presence in our lives.

As I grew older it seemed like the world was coming to its collective senses. Men seemed to have come to the realization that nuclear war was not an option under any circumstances. Nations were making a serious effort to control nuclear proliferation.

So how did we come to this? N. Korea Reports 1st Nuclear Arms Test

The past six years have been a disaster. The nuclear club has expanded and the world is more dangerous than it has ever been before.

I blame Poppy. Listen up, you old fuckwit. If you had not coddled, protected and run interference for your fuckup of a son, this world might be safer. The first time some teacher came to you and said, "Ummm, excuse me Mr. Bush, but your son seems to have serious personality and behavioral problems" I'll bet you said, "I don't want to hear it. How dare you criticize my boy."

You and that harridan of a wife hatched this monster, and not content to unleash him on the oil industry, you got your friends and patrons to launch him on an unsuspecting American public.

The result? thousands of American soldiers are dead, not to mention the thousands dead on 9/11 because your twit of a kid was too incompetent to listen to the warnings the intelligence community was screaming at him. Tens of thousands of Iraqi civilians are dead because your kid wanted to one-up you. And now the entire world is living under the threat of nuclear oblivion. And this time, crazy people have the bomb.

So let me take a moment to invite you and your whole worthless clan to go fuck yourselves with a rusty chainsaw. You're just as much to blame for this clusterfuck as your lazy, untalented, delusional, narcissistic fuckwit of a kid is.

I only hope you live long enough to see your "boy" humiliated and the Bush name destroyed for all time. It's what you deserve.

Saturday Night Plushy Noir

Hope everyone is having a happy, plushy weekend.

Plushyporn

No comment needed.

Friday afternoon plush

So much cuter than any republicans I know.

Random life

This is some random, flowering, desert plant growing in my courtyard.

It is several times more intelligent than either Gary Ruppert or dith.

Plush fix

Very busy day for me, but in the meantime, Mr. Plushy gives ya a little tongue.

We shall have haiku later this evening.

Lion kitty Maxx!!!!

Just cause he's so damned cute.

Jabba Haiku - Day 2

Chip Somodevilla/Getty Images

We're on Denny the Hut Death Watch Day 5. I believe more haiku is in order. Post your contributions in comments and I'll put them up.

Jabba spins madly
Crushing all with his foul bulk
Save him it will not.

Meanwhile, the Federal Probe Intensifies.

WASHINGTON -- The Justice Department ordered House officials to "preserve all records" related to disgraced Rep. Mark Foley's electronic correspondence with teenagers, intensifying an investigation into a scandal rocking Republicans five weeks before midterm elections.

Oh, my. Anyone got popcorn??

Update 4:44 pm: from watertiger:

Greedy fat bastard.
Protects child predators.
That's Denny Hastert.

9:41 pm- from noteasy:

slime blubber in suit
going down the toilet now
and its about time

Catastro-fuck

AP/Darko Branic

Meanwhile, back in the forgotten war.... 8 GI's Die in Baghdad, the largest one-day death toll since 2005:

BAGHDAD, Oct. 3 — Eight United States soldiers were killed Monday in Baghdad, the United States military said, the most in the capital in a day since July 2005.

Four of the soldiers died in a roadside bomb attack; the four others were killed by small-arms fire in separate incidents.

Monday’s loss also represented one of the highest nationwide death tolls for American troops in the past year. In late August, nine soldiers and a marine were killed in a day. But before that, the last time eight or more soldiers were killed in hostile action was last November.

“Obviously this was a tragic day, with eight killed in 24 hours,” said Lt. Col. Barry Johnson, a military spokesman.

Incidentally, I had to go looking for this story. None of the major newspapers, or cable outlets have this as a prominent story on their front pages.

I guess they've gotten the message from Karl that they need to down play the Iraqi clusterfuck prior to the elections.

Oh, and by the way, 51 Iraqis died on Tuesday as well. As Billmon notes, if it's American blood, it leads. Iraqi blood? not so much.

PS. Dennis "I support the troops!!" Miller? kiss my centaur ass.

Late night kitty

"What's with all the fucking trolls?"

Cover for Denny the Hut

Billmon has found the perfect cover in case Fat Denny decides he needs to wrap himself in the flag.



The question is, can he seek cover before his fellow scumbags toss him under here?



Photo shamelessly stolen from the fabulous watertiger.

Plushy brain bleach

I don't know about you guys, but all this talk of Denny blubber is making me queasy.

So here's a little plush to sooth our tortured psyches.

Jabba Haiku

Kevin Lamarque/Reuters

I feel like I should say something about the impending meltdown.

Foleygate poison
Spreads. Jabba's time is ending.
Titty babies wail.

Okay, there. I said something.

Let me just give some advice to 50 year old pervs everywhere: 16 year olds of either sex do not find your 50 year old droopy carcass sexy, nor do you make them horny.

Oh, My!!

yuriko Nakao/Reuters

My, what big ears you have!

A fennec fox in japan.

Double shot of plushy

Mr. Plushy, being plushy and doing cat stuff.

Happy Birthday Tena!!

May your birthday be as delightful as you are.

Where I wish I was

From the NY Times. The Louvre in Paris.

I think my new ambition is to be a travel writer and photographer. Anything to give me an excuse to go to amazing places. And possibly stay there.

Even more New York

Another nice thing about New York is the astonishing number of dogs that live there. New Yorkers love their pets. Probably much more than they love each other.

This shot was taken at the dog run in Union Square Park, which is a delightful place to visit on a warm September afternoon. I'm not sure who was having more fun, the dogs or this little boy.

Sadly, I was only in New York for 2 and a half days and I didn't get to use my camera nearly as much as I'd hoped to. This is probably my favorite picture from the trip.

Sometimes luck is with you and you get to catch a nice moment.

More New York

One of the nicest things about New York is the amazing amount of greenery to be found there. People who have never lived in NY tend to imagine it to be a vast concrete jungle. Well, okay, it is that, to some extent. But there are also trees on most blocks and quite a few parks.

This is a shot of the park on the grounds behind the New York Public Library. It's really lovely, and thanks to global warming, on this September evening, there were many people occupying the tables among the trees.