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Zbigniew Brzezinski's remarks about the Israel Palestine conflict were interesting enough, but zoom up to ~6:52 and listen to ZeeBig zap Scarborough right in the nuts about his ignorance. LOVED IT!

Riddle Me This



Question: What do you name a kid who was conceived during a boozy ecstacy romp?
Answer: Tripp.

Laura Bush
"My Husband Is Not a Failure"



Note to Laura:

Oh yes he is.
Using the reasoning that he's kept us safe doesn't fly.
The mostly Saudi Arabian terrorists of 9/11 struck on his watch because they knew he was owned by the Saudis and they could get by with it.
And they have.

Kitty Karma

That Iraqi journalist who threw the shoes at Bush should create a web site with a PayPal account and request that anyone who agrees that Bush should have been hit in the head with his dirty shoes should send him a dollar.
Wouldn't you send him a buck or two?
I sure as Hell would.
:)

That's More Like It



Imagine a smart, buff president who's already tanned enough to risk topless photos taken of him in December.
Sure, Sarkozy and Putin beat him to the topless punch, but our guy is taller, more toned and probably a much better dancer.
With so much pressure awaiting him at the Oval Office in less than a month, isn't it nice to see the man can totally chill out on his vacation?
Isn't it nice to see this face and this bod representing We, the People?
Yeah, America is cool again, world.
We got this, relax.

Amy Winehouse

From This:



To This:



I'm not sure why, but I follow British singer Amy Winehouse's shenanigans on a daily basis.
Maybe I think with my daily attention I can will her to stay alive in spite of her Herculean problems with alcohol and drugs.
But maybe it's just selfish of me in the end because I really love her music and would like to hear more of it as time moves ahead.
I realize the sight of her frolicking topless in the Carribbean is not exactly sexy, but it looks a damn sight better than the usual emaciated, zoned out druggie pics of her I usually see.
She's divorcing Blake incarcerated, thank God, and before he violated probation and returned to prison, he admitted he turned her on to heroin and crack and self mutilation. He's asking for a million pounds to give her a divorce. Sounds like a bargain to me.
Give a chump like him a million quid and he'll shoot it or snort it or drink it up within a month or so.
Winehouse is obviously an habitual personality who's way too impressionable to be around other addicts. I wish she'd meet and fall in love with a decent person who'd help her shape up and get back to the creative life we've all seen in her.
I saw Hendrix, Joplin and Morrison all die at age 27 back in the '70's and it hurt my young psyche. I hope I don't have to see her end up with the same fate.

Here, if you haven't seen her yet, this is what all the hubbub was about.

Camelot Returns



All this flap about Caroline Kennedy being qualified and leap-frogging over others and all that other malarkey--I say forgeddaboudit.
Caroline is not just a Kennedy, she's THE remaining Kennedy from the White House Camelot Days.
Should a non politician be considered for a vacated Senate seat?
Well, why not?
As long as Sonny Bono and his fitness trainer widow could clutter the halls of Congress, are you telling me Caroline Kennedy has to first pass some kind of wacky sniff test?
She's Caroline Kennedy, she smells like GOLD, all right?
If I were a New Yorker I'd be sending the governor money to ensure CK gets that job.
I mean, come on, if The Caroline Kennedy appeared at your office wanting something, what would you say, no?
It's her time.
it's her legacy.
Put her in the Senate and let's be done with it.

A Holiday Tribute to All My Jewey Friends



My New Hanukkah Song
(to the tune of Jingle Bells)

Dashing through the mall
Shiksas wall to wall
Wish these bitches would go home
I need some space, y'all

Oh! Hanukkah, Chanukkah, Hannu-freaking Cah
Wish someone would find one way
To spell it, tra la la


Cooking brisket now
Latkes bubblin'--wow
Soon all of the family
Will show up for some chow

Oh! Hanukkah, Chanukkah, Hannu-freaking Cah
Wish someone would find one way
To spell it, tra la la

Dreidel spinning fun
Peanuts to be won
Lighting the menorah next
And then our fun is done

Oh! Hanukkah, Chanukkah, Hannu-freaking Cah
Wish someone would find one way
To spell it, tra la la

Flicks and Chinese food
Goyim think we're rude
But we get to skip all the
Meshuggah Christmas 'tude

Oh! Hanukkah, Chanukkah, Hannu-freaking Cah
Wish someone would find one way
To spell it, tra la la

Hanukkah, Chanukkah, Hannu-freaking Cah
We skip all the craziness
You Christians have, ha ha!

Merry Christmas to Little Merry Sunshine, aka Jessica
From KarenZipdrive, Your Secret Santa

Thanks to my buddy Monkey Muck, I've been included in his annual Secret Santa celebration, where earlier today I was thrilled by blogger Mommy's amazing treats for me. Links to hers and Little Merry Sunshines's blogs can be located in the comments section below.
I was assigned to be Secret Santa for my new friend Jessica, who writes a very sharp blog out of Chicago, home of my all time favorite president.

Obviously, her Christmas gift extravaganza will start with tickets for four, all expenses paid, to the inaguration in Washington, DC, where she and her guests will stay at the Watergate in an apartment next door to Condi Rice's pad. Peep holes have been pre-drilled for her amusement.

Now, we've all heard Chicago can be a rough town, so forget the guard dog, I'm sending my new pal her very own guard Bear.
While she's away at the inauguration, imagine the fun burglars will have jumping her fence only to meet her cuddly new protector!


Next comes a private concert for Jessica and her buddies, all the way from my home in Texas. A little group we like to call The Dixie Chicks:





Jessica is said to love gardening, but it's too fucking cold to garden in Chi-town in the winter, so here from Smith & Hawken comes a snazzy new 8x12 greenhouse, all for her.


And all work and no play makes Jessica a dull girl, so here's a nice set of box seat season tickets for all the Chicago Cubs games.
They are in Row 6, infield, so I suppose that's a nice spot.

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And to tailgate to the games, what could be nicer than a car a Texan like me would consider ideal for any Chicagoan?
Yeah baby, it's the purple pimp limo!



Merry Christmas, Jessica!