OMG! President Obama was born in Hawaii? Like, he's an American? OMG! OMG!
Well, not to worry. The Donald is on the case, taking credit for being the moving force to get the President to release the "long form" birth certificate to "prove" he was born in Hawaii, not Kenya. And, right on target, he immediately brought up the idea that this long form birth certificate might not be legitimate, like it could be forged, faked, after all the CIA can create any kind of document you want, documents that look real as can be. Which gave all the looney birthers more talking points to keep the whole silly game afloat for another news cycle.
And La Donald also made sure to also shift the talking point quickly to Obama's other documents, like Obama's college papers, thereby tossing in the dog-whistle question of whether Obama deserved to get into Harvard or was he just another quota black guy taking unfair advantage, and a crummy student, to boot, because everyone knows blacks couldn't possibly be smart enough to get to Harvard on their own merit. And La Donald should know, he's already made it clear that he's on great terms with "the blacks."
La Donald, according to recent polls, is leading the pack as a presidential contender among Republicans, the party that gave you Sarah Palin as Veep. Seriously. Sarah Palin as Veep, one heartbeat away from the presidency. Those poll numbers on La Donald speaks volumes about what the Republican Party has become, with only questions left: Was this Republican racist stupidity caused by an infectious agent that spread like wildfire, killing off sane Republicans like some awful Black Plague? Or was it some kind of degenerative genetic problem inherited from, say inbreeding too closely with John Birchers?
And if it's an infectious agent, spread from infected Republican politicos, Fake News talking heads and K-street lobbyists via corporate media and the internet, how badly has it infected normal Americans? 20%? 30% ? Past a certain tipping point, stupid societies simply can't stand. They suffer what might be called "colony collapse."
So, there's the question: How far has venal stupidity spread throughout this great land of ours? From the numbers I'm looking at, it doesn't look good. Well, thank God we have La Donald on the case. He'll save the Republic!
How Do You Spell Chutzpah?
Tribune headline story yesterday: "Parents file wrongful death suit." Twenty-one year-old Cal Poly student wandered out on Highway 101 at 1 a.m. near the Santa Rosa St. intersection and gets hit by a car and killed. It's later found that the kid's system was loaded with marijuana, alcohol and cocaine. So his parents sue the city and the highway and (more sensibly) the Doctor who "prescribed" the marijuana.
Kid gets stoned, gets killed, parents sue the road.
Here's who should sue somebody or other, including the parents of the kid who wandered out in the highway: The poor man who hit the stoned kid appearing suddenly in the middle of the night in the middle of the highway where no kid should be at any time, night or day. If anybody was permanently injured, it's that guy. For the rest of his life. If somebody's looking for a victim, that's the guy.
Speaking of Chutzpah
"Hey, Pre-Paid Los Osos Sewer Assessment Folks? How's THIS taste?" asks Ron Crawford over at http://www.sewerwatch.blogspot.com/. Insult to grave injury to poor Lososians. A disaster that didn't have to happen, for which they will pay repeatedly and excessively, while the architects of this disaster either walked away scott free, or are once again in charge and are, uh, charging everything twice, while the watchdogs snooze at their post. Amazing, all those little dots, while those who should be making this right, blandly turn away. Talk to the hand. It's Chinatown.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
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Irrelevant clamor keeps attention off what's really going on. Nine ordinary people with friends and families and lives to go home to died in Kabul airport on Wednesday because they thought they were in a safe zone in a country we are occupying. But thank goodness that unfortunate interruption is over and we can return to coverage of the Royal Wedding and the never-ending Birther story.
Meanwhile in the real world all those affected by the recent Kabul Airport massacre, those who were friends of the casualties, those who had to clean up and escort their friends' bodies out of the room, have never-ending stories - and images - of their own.
"About suffering, they were never wrong,/The old masters; how well they understood/Its human position: how it takes place / While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking / dully along; How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting / For the miraculous birth, there always must be / Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating / On a pond at the edge of the wood: / They never forgot / That even the dreadful martydom must run its course / Anyhow in a corner, some undity spot / Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse / Scratches its innocent behind on a tree." . . .
W.H. Auden. "Musee des Beaux Arts"
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