The shotgun wedding of the century is a go, apparently. It’s either that or the hell-yeah redneck fiance gets charged with statutory rape – Bristol Palin is still under 18.
Oh and nothing at all to do with boosting the McCain campaign with the People Magazine/National Enquirer vote. Oh no. Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Who wants to bet that the only day the happy couple can possibly be married is this Thursday, though?
You can’t expect too much from a presidential debate of course, as everything has both to be filtered through the Beltway Consensus and be spoonfed to idiots (Or do I repeat myself), but this is disappointing nonetheless. A lot of blather about whether or not the president should meet with Iran without “pre-conditions”, but nothing from Obama that challenges the lie that Iran is developing nuclear weapons and is therefore a threat to Israel. Instead, we get Obama’s good cop, diplomacy first shtick versus McCain’s hardline “bomb, bomb, bomb Iran” bad cop act.
Has to be the story about the assholery of John McCain by Mary-Kay Gamel that’s doing the internet rounds. [Though I don’t have to remind regular blog readers this, because it is doing the rounds, take it with a big pinch of salt.]:
On the question of McCain’s often abusive personality and inability to control either his sense of entitlement or his temper, a friend sent me the below-cited e-mail text from a professor in California. Unlike the anonymously sourced rubbish circulated by the Republicans to attack Obama, this eyewitness account of a vacation from hell with John McCain has the ring of credibility to it. Here it is.
MY HOLIDAY WITH JOHN McCAIN
It was just before John McCain’s last run at the presidential nomination in 2000 that my husband and I vacationed in Turtle Island in Fiji with John McCain, Cindy, and their children, including Bridget (their adopted Bangladeshi child).
It was not our intention, but it was our misfortune to be in close quarters with John McCain for almost a week, since Turtle Island has a small number of bungalows and their focus on communal meals force all vacationers who are there at the same time to get to know each other intimately.
McCain arrived at our first group meal and started reading quotes from a pile of William Faulkner boo ks with a forest of Post-Its sticking out of them. As an English Literature major myself, my first thought was “if he likes this so much, why hasn’t he memorized any of this yet?” I soon realized that McCain actually thought we had come on vacation to be a volunteer audience for his “readings” which then became a regular part of each meal. Out of politeness, none of the vacationers initially protested at this intrusion into their blissful holiday, but people’s buttons definitely got pushed as the readings continued day after day.
Unfortunately this was not his only contribution to our mealtime entertainment. He waxed on during one meal about how Indo-Chine women had the best figures and that our American corn-fed women just couldn’t meet up to this standard. He also made it a point that all of us should stop Cindy from having dessert as her weight was too high and made a few comments to Amy, the 25 year old wife of the honeymooning couple from Nebraska that she should eat less as she needed to lose weight.
… I needed a bloody good laugh.
Saturday Night Live does Sarah Palin’s CBS Katie Couric interview:
Isn’t she just precious?
UPDATE: Bugger, it got pulled. Try this instead.
Anyone watching the debate last night could see – even Bob Shrum of all people – that Obama is the next president. Judge for yourself:
To mix images and genres – and why the hell not, I can be just as deconstructuralist as any other poseur – it’s like Will Smith in Independence Day taking on the Simpsons’ crusty, raddled old Mr Burns (or that creepy old nonce with the zimmer frame on Family Guy…). It’s no contest.
There’s only one person on that screen that comes across as Presidential, and it sure isn’t old Get Off My Lawn, who can’t even bring himself to look the better man in the eye. And what’s with the continual blinking? “Mr McCain, it’s time for your tablets, dear, I SAID IT’S TIME FOR YOUR TABLETS!”
The networks, even CNN and Fox, nearly all called it for Obama; even their paid shills, sunk in cynicism and whorishness as they are, can see the utter disaster McCain/Palin would be.
I cannot wait for the Biden/Palin VP debate. If Moosealini comes off as small minded, airheaded and petulant as she did in her Katie Couric interview on CBS, it’ll be a complete trainwreck and great tv.