aka Mr. Mom day "something-or-other"
What a day! It was raining a bit this morning just as we were supposed to be heading for soccer, and with the kids still snuffling and coughing a bit we decided to pass. I asked Weston repeatedly if he was sure, but he kept saying he'd rather rest.
America did a good thing turning out for the vote yesterday. Group hug!
Just wanted to note that fools like Limbaugh and Coulter have lowered the bar for discourse in politics, and they really don't deserve to be labeled as Americans. Our country wasn't founded on calling names, or shooting below the belt, or blindly washing over the truth with a sensationalist brush and calling it "reality."
So Anne and Rush, you're more un-American than Stalin, Lenin, and Krushev combined. If your brains weren't clouded by the piles of cash your ugly mouths barf up, you'd realize this. Instead, you're trying to influence policy in a similar manner to Hitler: using bigotry and reactionism. Nicely done! See you in hell.
This came down the ol' Download Squad email pipes:
So right now "regular voters" are asking questions of politicians on the television. OMFG! Call the internets! Wait, that's YouTube videos-- the very same from the "Person of the Year 2006" in TIME magazine-- ME! Well, not me, but us. We, the scraggly, the confused, the stupid, the rich, the poor, the dull, the savvy...
In other words, anyone who isn't a politician or a journalist. Because, let's face it, they aren't like us. They are Holy Men (and Women). They are special. They are magic (like Jesus and Harry Potter). They make rainbows from farts and shit ambrosia. Yes, we are SO lucky to have them vetting our pedantic, foolhardy questions. So lucky are we to be here on this mudrock with them, for what would we do without their golden light shining through the darkness?
Like a bat takin' a pee.
Yes, the CNN hypemachine is in overdrive tonight, pretending that the YouTube questions, from regular ol' Joe Jackasses like me'n'you is some astounding spectacle without precedent in the history of mankind.
Except, like the dim bulbs that dreamed this up, it isn't. In fact, back in the day politicians regularly were shouted at, spat upon, and, SHOCK asked questions by regular Americans. Even more shocking is that we didn't have Anderson Cooper there to moderate our silliness. Thank you, fourth estate, for saving us from ourselves! Won't someone think of the children???
Didn't we do this already? Town hall anyone? Lyceum? Friggin' whistle-stop tours? Yes, and before that and before that and before that... back in the pre-dawn of man, long before the internet made jackasses relevant, before Anderson coiffed his pearly mane, democracy took root and flourished. It was direct, sometimes ugly, but always relevant.
Now we act like the damn internet is some strange bird from another galaxy. Poke and prod it like the apes in "2001: A Space Odyssey." At least, the media still treats it as such. iCaught! oooo, you too can send in crappy, shaky videos of your friends stealing money! Lame. Look, TV, you are mass media. Enough with the "Daily Web vid" and "Looksee, we surf The Internet too!" Guys, your style guide says to Capitalize the Word Internet as Though It Were Someone's Dad. It isn't. It is internet, and web, and email. Lower case, these are tools. You don't cap hammer do you? English lives, you grow dusty, and pretty soon all we'll need you for are big shows like Lost, BSG and the like. So shut up, quit trying to "get it" like an old man trying to get some college tail, showing up in the freshman courtyard. You're creepin' me out.
And for you journalists still trying to comprehend what BCC: does? I spent 2 years in academentia learning your ways. I've observed you in your habitats. By and large, we may not be smarter than you, but we know a thing or two. And we citizen journalists aren't going to take your demeaning tone any more. Cokie Roberts was on NPR today sniggering her way through this debacle:
"(snicker) Some even wanted to VOTE on what questions were going to be asked tonight!" Direct quote.
This part I just made up (put on your fanciest, haughtiest air here):
"I KNOW, can you just IMAGINE Buffy? I mean it's dreadful, perfectly DREADful that these pissants, these commoners would DARE to address politicians. That's OUR job."
Yeah, you do great work throwing softballs and never asking follow-up questions if you get "the eyebrow"...
Get off your damn high-horse Cokie. We own your ass. Without us, you are nothing. One of my buddies saw you years ago, trying to claim the media doesn't set the agenda for discussion. WTF? Are you that clueless? So those headlines just randomly barf up on the page? What, exactly, do you think digg was set up to counteract? You people and your limited visions. Those who can't DO something, act like fucking journalists.
So yeah, 4th estate, you've been there for us in the past, and you'll maybe stick around a little longer, at least until Murdoch owns everything. But don't be so quick to count out the entire population of the United States. Last time I checked, we were here before you. And student of history that I am, I know that your crowd has seen much better company in the past. Perhaps you'd like to consider rehab? At the very least, stop to sign an autograph once in a while. I still can't shake that evil look Anderson shot me while sitting in Sushi Samba that morning-- get over it dude, you pull your pants up like the rest of us. Only with gold hooks I guess.
Me too! She brings nothing but shame to our nation, and adds nothing to the conversation. If I wanted that perspective, I could sneak into a white power rally or hang out with my backwoods redneck buddies. Personally, I think she has daddy issues or a brain lesion. Aaaaanyway, if you hate Anne as much as I hate Anne (and if you have frontal lobes, ya probably do), check this out:
Ann Coulter - Hated Nazi
Is all that true? Well, it sure is entertaining. And that's pretty much Ann's reason for spewing the shit she does-- little of what she says is accurate (Canadians never went to 'Nam!) but it sure does sell books!
Well, my sweetie has become quite the blogger. Launching something big on Monday (knock on wood). I'm tired, but invigorated. Can't wait to collapse on Saturday (must remember to go to bed early!).
Life is good. Happiness is breathing.
One of my favorite movies, 'Being There,' includes a short TV segment called 'Basketball Jones.' Now, I knew this was Cheech & Chong, but Kellye didn't believe me. 15 years ago, what were my options? Tonight she types two words into YouTube's input field and presto! Instant flashback.
Now, consider this source. Cheech and Chong. Would this offend anyone today?