Ruminations on music, culture, America and the world stage
The Colts can be proud of their season, even though they clearly wish some things had gone differently last night. The writing was on the wall when Tracy Porter ran 74 yards on that interception with the Saints six points up and about five minutes left in the game.
TCM is going to hold a health care “summit” with Pubs on February 25.
UPDATE: This is immensely encouraging. Pubs are chilly to the idea unless it’s predicated on starting completely over. We’re starting to make headway in educating folks on just what a disengenuous term “bipartisan” is. Maybe the day of the Reasonable Gentleman is over.
TCM has a 56 percent disapproval rating, per Rasmussen.
He’s unfazed, of course. I don’t mean in the way that past presidents who have been utterly convinced that the course they were charting was going to be ultimately good for America. As we’ve stated many times here at BN, the phrase “good for America” is completely meaningless to him, since he sees his mission as transforming what we know as America into something else entirely. No, his dismissal of his abysmal approval numbers is based on his still-growing sense of how wonderful he is. He doesn’t even get riled by internecine FHer rancor. His antidote is to exhort the FHers to be even more united behind his vision and agenda. He’ll drive anything and anyone – his nation, his party, his support structure – over the cliff for the sake of his own glorification.
That’s who strides into the Oval Office every day.
. . . because the global-warming dog and pony show is over.
53 % of Dems view the term “socialism” favorably, per Gallup.
Only FHer off-the-chart goofballs could make a political correctness issue – to the point of poisoning the atmosphere with implications of racist caricature – out of foods that Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. actually immensely enjoyed.
Joel B. Pollack at The American Thinker asks, what is a legitimate Palestinian grievance? (He makes the point in the course of his essay that any serious answer will have to be formulated after dispensing with its use as code for absolutist demands such as the right of return.)
My first foray into community theater since the 1970s. The show was called The Man With Bogart’s Face. There were about three layers of story going on. We played a radio company, a bunch of old hands and old friends who have done a different story every week for years. This week’s show involved a film geek, a guy who can spout arcane movie trivia like an idiot savant, who has always wanted to look like Humphrey Bogart. He has his face surgically altered, gets a trench coat and a fedora, rents a little office, puts his feet up and pulls on a whiskey flask and waits for the damsels in distress to show up. The show-within-the-show is badly written and the radio players know it, so they walk a fine line between earnestly moving the story forward and and putting a screwball spin on it.
Three performances – Friday and Saturday evenings, and Sunday afternoon. We had good crowds for all shows. I felt like we peaked Sunday. Lots of sight gags, corny sound effects and naughty double entendres.
Rubio over Crist by 12 points per Rasmussen.
Mahmoud Ahmadinejad has refined bombast to something like an art, and certainly so far it’s been a lot more of that than it has been results (although there has been a noteworthy number of cargo ships going into and out of Iran carrying large quantities of noteworthy payload). Still, his date-specific rhetoric in this utterance bears consideration.
Public school teachers are distributing this to students on our dime.
. . . in his just-announced budget for the coming year. It’s all in there: class envy, band-aids for the unemployment problem, energy policy that’s still based on discredited “science,” more silly-ass infrastructure spending, more whining about what he inherited from the W era, and, of course, a deficit that is beyond comprehension.
. . . and Neo-neocon says that’s the qualitative difference between TCM’s highly public dissing of the Supreme Court during the SOTU and Justice Alito’s quiet, spontaneous response.
IPCC chief Pachauri knew that the data on melting Himalayan glaciers was false prior to Copenhagen.
This guy’s got about as much integrity as Silky Pony.
Then again, that’s also about the integrity levelof TCM, who tried peddling that settled-science dog vomit in the SOTU the other night.
