Take that, Luc Olinga!

I really think that somebody needs to make a Youtube movie in French, a sort of travelogue of Shaker Heights, showing the best and worst parts, with home prices in euros, just so that the Euroweenies can see what a “ghost town” in America is like.

Alas, nobody has. This will have to do:

Slave Times tries to rescue Dennis!

Anastasia Pantsios of The Cleveland Journal of Bourgeois Marxist Studies gets the lead article, on the Kucinich congressional race. Summary:

1. Everyone loves Dennis!, except for the few who don’t.

2. All the other candidates, except for Cimperman, think just like Dennis!, so why not go with the real thing?

3. Cimperman hasn’t made his positions clear, the icky Pee Dealer likes him, and he’s nasty, so don’t vote for him, even though he’s the front runner among the opposition.

Slickest piece of propaganda-masquerading-as-journalism that I’ve seen in a long time.

What not to say auf Deutsch

Ich schliesse mich mit der Endlosung der Politischunrichtsgesprächsproblem, einer Selektion entarteter Wörter, dem Wörterbuch der Vergangenheitsbewältigung an.

NICHT

Talkocrats ganging up on McCain?

So says Donald Lambro. ‘Scuse me, but has there been a candidate not beat up by talk radio this election cycle? Ron Paul has probably gotten the least damage, but that’s only because The Script requires the MSM (which folks like Rush belong to, like it or not) to ignore him. And why should they stoop to such housekeeping details when Reason Magazine can do it for them?

The circular firing squad is in their best interests. When the Lizard Queen ascends her throne, they’ll have 4 years of virtually effortless talk radio.

Support our troops: let them drink

I’m not nuts about the idea that soldiers should have more rights than the peasantry. But back in the day, before the 10th Amendment got repealed, it seemed self-evident that people who could vote, sign contracts, and use very expensive equipment to kill large numbers of people should also be allowed to take a drink now and then. Since then, nobody has shown me an argument to the contrary.

A South Carolina lawmaker…Rep. Fletcher Smith has sponsored legislation that would allow service members younger than 21 to purchase alcohol if they show a military identification card to a bartender or store clerk.

Right idea, wrong reason, wrong implementation

One West Virginian wants hunter education in schools, not because it increases self-sufficiency, teen responsibility, or because it’s part of the state’s heritage….no, because they need more money.

CHARLESTON, W.Va. (AP) — A significant drop in the number of hunters in West Virginia has left a hole in the state’s budget, and one lawmaker thinks he has a solution: allow children to receive hunter training in school.

Seventh- through ninth-graders could opt for instruction in topics ranging from survival skills to gun safety, but the weapons would have dummy ammunition or be disabled. Sen. Billy Wayne Bailey, who introduced the bill this month, doesn’t envision students firing real guns during class time.

As you might guess from the “no real guns” part, Billy Wayne is a Democrat.

Arlo Guthrie endorses Ron Paul

I don’t care if he’s an aging hippie and son of a fellow-traveler; I am so pleased.

“I love this guy. Dr. Paul is the only candidate I know of who would have signed the Constitution of The United States had he been there. I’m with him, because he seems to be the only candidate who actually believes it has as much relevance today as it did a couple of hundred years ago. I look forward to the day when we can work out the differences we have with the same revolutionary vision and enthusiasm that is our American legacy.”

And the biggest fatherraper of them all came up to me on the Group W bench and said “Kid, what were you in for?”
“For supporting Ron Paul”
And they all gathered ’round me on the Group W bench and we was talking about motherraping fatherstabbing and all kinds of things…

The mystery is solved

The Pee Dealer has tracked down the source of the mysterious “Shaker Heights: Ghost Town” story:

Luc Olinga, a French reporter based in New York who wrote the story for AFP, somehow got his geography mixed up.

He was looking at Union Ave. in the Mt. Pleasant neighborhood of Cleveland, a place that was a war zone before the subprime crisis. There were some other howler details about the police force too.

Beaucoup de vin pour dejeuner, Luc? I wonder if WND and Drudge will issue a retraction.

SOTU: STFU

So, I asked my wife last night, “Are you going to watch the President tonight?”

“Heck no!” she answered. So I went into my studio to compose.

Shortly thereafter, I heard a bunch of whooping and cursing at the TV. I couldn’t make out what through my headphones, and I was being distracted, so I decided to come out and join the party. I guess the masochistic itch was just too intense not to scratch. We broke out the pork rinds and sat down.

Actually, the first five minutes were pretty good. It appeared almost that Dubya had grown a pair, and a brain to go with them. He was definitely putting Congress on notice, but it would have been more believable 7 years ago. I could just imagine Eric Dondero in front of the TV saying, “See? Bush is too a libertarian!” He even told people how they could pay more taxes, without legislation.

Alas, it was not to last. He’d had that nice “I trust the American people” meme going, and then he contradicted it. “ITTAP to spend their own money..unless I have a better idea.” “ITTAP, but we need to spy on them in case they’re terrorists.” “ITTAP to direct their children’s education; that’s why we have No Child Left Behind.” At least he wasn’t brazen enough to say, “ITTAP to choose appropriate firearms for their needs.” So instead of my earlier applause, I started booing…especially when he jumped on the Global Warming bandwagon and when he started fantasizing about “democratic Palestine” (cut to Condi: “Is my boss really saying that?”). Lots of shots of folks like Obama’s new bud, the Whiskey Barrel of Chappaquiddick (sleeping, it appeared), the poker-faced Lizard Queen, dressed all in red, equally blank Army Guys (“Oh how I wish I was in Fallujah!”). Around 9:55, Rusty announced that she was going to bed. I took the remote, pointed it directly at the screen, shouted, “I have the power!”, and suddenly, he disappeared. Safe, legal, repeatable, and immensely soul-satisfying.

UPDATE 1/30: Jacob Sullum shows me that I was had by the Shrub’s fiscal-conservative talk.

So?

Boortz: “Even Chelsea Clinton can’t stand Ron Paul supporters. That should tell you something.”

Yeah. It tells me the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.  What does it tell you? What does it feel like to have something in common with a Clinton, Neal?