On channel 7.2 (digital) in Seattle, just a moment ago, was an advertisement for Henry Guns(as in the Henry repeating rifle). It struck me because, well...I cannot recall ever having seen an ad for firearms on TV.
Uh, if it's illegal to advertise cigarettes on TV, wouldn't it make sense that it be illegal to advertise freaking guns?
I'm now curious and want to look into this. Perhaps more later.
The $10 began its long journey into Kellener's wallet in 1983, when a beefed-up national defense budget of $210 billion enabled the military to purchase advanced warhead-delivery systems from aerospace manufacturer Lockheed. Buoyed by a multimillion-dollar bonus, then-CEO Martin Lawler bought a house on a 5,000-acre plot in Montana. When a forest fire destroyed his home in 1986, Lawler took the federal relief check and invested it in a savings and loan run by a Virginia man named Michael Webber. After Webber's firm collapsed in 1989, and he was indicted on fraud and conspiracy charges, he retained the services of high- powered law firm Rabin & Levy for his defense. After six years and $7 million in legal fees, Webber received only a $250,000 fine, and the defense team went out to celebrate at a Washington, D.C.-area restaurant called Di Forenza. During dinner, lawyer Peter Smith overheard several investment bankers at an adjoining table discussing a hot Internet start-up that was about to go public. Smith took a portion of his earnings from the Webber case and bought several hundred shares in Gadgets.com, quadrupling his investment before selling them four months later. Gadgets.com's two founders used the sudden influx of investment capital to outfit their office with modern Danish furniture, in a sale brokered by the New York gallery Modern Now! in 1998. After the ensuing dot-com bust, Modern Now! was forced out of business, and Sotheby's auction house was put in charge of liquidating its inventory. The commission from that auction enabled auctioneer Mary Schafer to retire to the Ozark region of Missouri in 2006. Last month, while passing through Hazelwood, she took her Audi to Marlin Car Wash, where Kellener was one of the employees who tended to her car. She was so satisfied with the job that she left a $50 tip, which the manager divided among the people working that day.
...Kellener, who has cared for his schizophrenic sister ever since her federally funded mental institution was closed in 1984, said that he plans to donate the full $10 to the Republican presidential candidate who best embodies Reagan's legacy.
When you pass through the fire you pass through humble You pass through a maze of self doubt When you pass through humble the lights can blind you Some people never figure that out You pass through arrogance you pass through hurt You pass through an ever present past and it's best not to wait for luck to save you Pass through the fire to the light
As you pass through the fire your right hand waving there are things you have to throw out That caustic dread inside your head will never help you out You have to be very strong 'cause you'll start from zero over and over again And as the smoke clears there's an all consuming fire lying straight ahead
They say no one person can do it all but you want to in your head But you can't be Shakespeare And you can't be Joyce so what is left instead You're stuck with yourself and a rage that can hurt you You have to start at the beginning again And just this moment This wonderful fire started up again
When you pass through humble when you pass through sickly When you pass through I'm better than you all When you pass through anger and self deprecation and have the strength to acknowledge it all When the past makes you laugh and you can savor the magic that let you survive your own war You find that that fire is passion and there's a door up ahead not a wall
As you pass through fire as you pass through fire trying to remember its name When you pass through fire licking at your lips you cannot remain the same And if the building's burning move towards that door but don't put the flames out There's a bit of magic in everything and then some loss to even things out
...I was struck most by Maher's remark about how used we are now to having a president who's so much stupider than all of us. And what was our reaction to having such a president? Well, over time we learned to accept just about anything he did. Kind of like Bush was the weather. We gave up in frustration and became content to mock him toothlessly for his idiotic acts and speech. But it was never seriously considered that these might in themselves be disqualifications, even leaving aside the entire illegal nature of his presidency and its inception(we've been under occupation for nearly 8 years, and there's no sense describing it any other way anymore).
Obama's bar of success is a pretty low one. I was struck too along these lines by both the reaction to his lack of fuck-ups during his campaign, and to his and his wife's very normal demeanor in their 60 Minutes interview last night. The consensus appears to be an amazement at--what? That Obama is a normal, intelligent human being? That his understanding what most sensible people do about what's wrong with this country, and what is really important, makes him a genius?
When did it become a surprising thing to have a recognizable, competent human adult as our leader? Isn;t that how it's supposed to be? How much of a spell have the Bush gang had us under all this time?
When it comes to generic and crappy comics parents gave to their kids because they didn't know any better and no others were sold at the airport on their way back into town, nobody could beat Gold Key.
She's going away! Watch this video below, one last time, and really, really enjoy what the American people just prevented. And that it turns out our vote still does matter and that the Republicans cannot win except when they cheat, and sometimes not even if they try. That some things still belong to us, and that some things still matter to all of us, and the vile people in this country that Sarah Palin dragged whooping into the light are just the loud ones. And some things are much louder than rebel yells, and some things are just too big to stop.
But the fact is that it wasn't ever really funny, except in that she was going down to defeat. Because stupid people, as we know, can do a lot of damage, and stupid and petty are not a good combination in a world leader. Such as her stance against freedom of the press, culminating in a moment even Nixon would not have dared. Look at it now--the last dry hack of bile from a dead monster.
She may not have meant it as a joke, but now it's so very, very funny whether she meant it that way or not.
Bye, Barbie. And just think, you're going back in winter. To a family you readily exploited, with a pregnant daughter who may not be so keen on being forced to marry at 17, whose name you destroyed and privacy you wrecked just to help you fail on a grand scale. Surely this cursed you from the start, and if there had been anything great about you it'd be tragic. And I do pity your children. But not you. Go back, and freeze.
Like I give a shit. I'm sick of thinking about them and it's over. I have spent most of those 8 years trying to help get them removed. Now they're done, and so am I. I said that if Obama won I'd lay off writing about politics for a while.
And so I will, breathing the greatest of sighs of relief. Go back to Hell, elephants. You're out of our way now. You won't be missed.
Except one thing: I must give thanks to John McCain, for an incredibly gracious concession speech, for showing no signs of being obstructionist against Obama(I see that as more possibly Lieberman, but time will take care of him as well), but most especially--for running the single shittiest campaign I've seen in my nearly 40 years on this planet, and I cannot believe it wasn't on purpose. Especially for picking Sarah Palin. Thank you for making the end of your party as easy as possible. You should, however, probably say sorry to all the rednecks in Appalachia who thought you were being serious.
NBC is running a collection of their skits for this campaign season, still on here on the West Coast. Of course these include their sketches making fun of Sarah Palin. They've also had new bits with the presidential candidates, or at least just McCain & Palin so far, speaking in between, as well as SNL cast members portraying them (In the latter case, Clinton & Edwards).
About 10 minutes ago was Sarah Palin, the actual one. And halfway through she changed from being more or less a good-natured good sport about it and, in a tone of voice that was anything but good-natured, or joking, said that once she's sworn in on January 20, she will try to get NBC's broadcast license revoked. This was not put in any way one could call a joke. It was a direct threat, of a kind one probably sees more often in South American countries. Venezuela, say.
I wonder if she realizes that she might be the first vice-presidential candidate to directly threaten a broadcast organization, or how stupid it is to do it the day before the election while they still have the power to report. I wonder if she realizes this only makes those she frightens more motivated to vote against her tomorrow. And finally, I wonder if she realizes how much, between this and her remarks the other day that press criticism of her is a violation of her first amendment rights, this reveals about her petty, quasi-fascist views of how government should be run. I wonder when this was taped.
Perhaps she felt she could slip this through here and be able to later claim that, because it's SNL, of course she was joking.
In any case, even more reason to vote against her. She's not just laughable. She is vindictive and does not like being laughed at.
I'd like to take this time to urge all of you to put "Country First" and cast your vote for my husband, John McCain! Because a vote for John McCain is not just a vote for experience, fortitude, and American values, it's also a vote for me, Cindy McCain, not tearing your ribcage open and spilling your steaming viscera into the street.
"Eternity in the company of Beelzebub, and all of his hellish instruments of death, will be a picnic compared to five minutes with me & this pencil." --E. Blackadder, 1789 Questionable
words & pictures from John Linton Roberson