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The Last Vicious Gasp Of A Failed Political Generation

The moment McCain lost the election for sure:

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Not ‘him’, or ‘my colleague’ or ‘my opponent’ or ‘Senator Obama’ – no he says ‘that one’, as though Obama were a wardrobe or a chair.

Urgh. Look at that disgusting, vicious old revenant blinking madly and doddering all over the stage, the last discredited remnant of a failed political generation still fighting the racially motivated conflicts of the ‘fifties and ‘sixties. He can’t even recognise a non-white person as a human being or look him in the eye as an equal, let alone look up to him as a superior.

Does anyone still believe that McCain, with his arrogance and obvious contempt for humanity, would hesitate to press the big red button and incinerate us all, if only out of bigoted pique and offended vanity?

UPDATE:

In case you thought the above was an isolated incident.

[Clip via .au expat blog G’day, G’day]

The Election Is Well And Truly Godwinated

Why are Palin and McCain attempting to exclude independent reporters from their rallies? You’d think they’d want attention, but no:

Press kept under a watchful eye

CLEARWATER — Constantly under the watchful eyes of security, the media wasn’t permitted to wander around inside Coachman Park to talk to Sarah Palin supporters. When reporters tried to leave the designated press area and head toward the bleachers where the crowd was seated, an escort would dart out of nowhere and confront him or her and say, “Can I help you?” and turn the person around.

When one reporter asked an escort, who would not give her name, why the press wasn’t allowed to mingle, she said that in the past, negative things had been written. The campaign wanted to avoid that possibility Monday.
Times staff writer Eileen Schulte

Why don’t they want attention at the rallies (other than to hide the pisspoor attendance at Palin’s)? Could they be keeping reporters away to hide the fact that they are rousing their supporters to violence?

“Now it turns out, one of his earliest supporters is a man named Bill Ayers,” Palin said.

“Boooo!” said the crowd.

“And, according to the New York Times, he was a domestic terrorist and part of a group that, quote, ‘launched a campaign of bombings that would target the Pentagon and our U.S. Capitol,'” she continued.

“Boooo!” the crowd repeated.

“Kill him!” proposed one man in the audience.

To which it’s been reported Palin’s response was a faint smile; not even a murmur of protest. McCain did likewise when one of his audience screamed ‘terrorist’ in response to McCain’s rhetorical question. “Who is the real Barack Obama?”

It’s clear both are singing from the same extreme-right hymn sheet.

This gloves off, Klan regalia on strategy is the biggest McCain campaign gamble of all. They’re betting that one of the less inhibited flying buttmonkeys of wingnuttia might hear the message – outsider, dangerous, not one of us – and take a fatal shot at Obama. Should that happen, McCain himself would have clean hands.

He must know by now he can’t beat Obama any other way; it’s either eliminate the opponent, or a massive interference with the ballot.

So is he resorting to inciting assassination by silent acquiescence? McCain has a sociopathic desire to win at all costs and doesn’t care how he does it. He’ll do whatever it takes, it’s said. Does that include colluding in the removal of his opponent from the race ?

Comment Of The Day

At Sadly,No, on the coming global Depression:

WereBear said,

October 7, 2008 at 4:21

About 36 hours into the meltdown, I got kinda Zen about it.

I’m clinging to that.

What else can you do?

Only kittens and tea are keeping me sane, but even then the thought’s lurking that soon there may be no more tea and we’ll be eating the kittens in a nice casserole with some tulip bulbs…. OK, deep breath.

Calm.

Times like these are when living in Amsterdam and having easy access to soothing herbs really comes in handy.

Lalalalala We’re Not Listening

A quarter of the world’s animals are going to die, the economy’s collapsing, oh woe is us; woe, woe and thrice woe. It’s all getting rather too apocalyptic for comfort. What to do? Panic? I don’t do panic. Gloom and depthless pessimism, yes, panic no, but what I’m best at is just shutting my eyes and pretending it’s not happening.

So this afternoon I’m hiding my head in YouTube and watching cute angry kittens and foxes on trampolines. Care to join me?

No! My cake! Angry kitten=cute. It’s an immutable physical law.

Foxes like to bounce? Really?

Yes really. So do cats:

and so do small yappy dogs and another cat and another yappy dog, but as Martin so rightly pointed out, anything done at double speed to Yakety Sax is funny.

Bonus clip: to end on a note of dramatic tension – will Kitty make it to safety before getting squatlicated by the window-cat?

Thought For The Day

I saw this quote from Ludwig von Mises atThe Proletariat’s News and it did seem rather apt considering the US government paid what they were asked for for crappy debt books, regardless of actual market value:

“A government that sets out to abolish market prices is inevitably driven toward the abolition of private property; it has to recognize that there is no middle way between the system of private property in the means of production combined with free contract, and the system of common ownership of the means of production, or socialism. It is gradually forced toward compulsory production, universal obligation to labor, rationing of consumption, and, finally, official regulation of the whole of production and consumption.” – The Theory of Money and Credit