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The fate of universal health care may rest in the hands of Stuart Smalley.

If the idiots currently running the Republican Party have any sense at all, they should make Franken the face of the Democrat Party. The man is seriously unstable, and having some hard-core pressure brought to bare on him, now that he’s a United States Senator, will, in my opinion, lead to him pulling a freakout while cameras are rolling.

BlogMomma is… what’s the word?

Seriously into milporn… and primal, “food chain in action” thingies.

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I Own Two of Them

Top 5 Billy Mays Infomercial Products – Popular Mechanics.

Now THIS is How You Pick a Fight on the Interwebs! [Updated]

‘It takes small people to stoop this low’

Says Professor William Jacobson regarding Wonkette’s despicable treatment of Sarah Palin’s year-old son, Trig. And I would amend the professor’s sentiments only to improve them by saying, “It takes gay men to stoop this low.”

Yeah, I just wrote that. And put it on the Internet.

The Other McCain throws down the gauntlet, lights it on fire, and proceeds to add fuel to the, I’m figuring, soon-to-be today’s most incendiary posting:

    Gay men have mother issues.
    Gay men are gynophobic.
    Gay male culture is profoundly misogynistic.
    The normalization of gay culture requires the derogation of traditional female roles.

I imagine St. Andrew of the Heartaching Gobsmack is gonna have a serious case o’ the vapors once he gets wind of this bit:

The anti-Palin agenda of Wonkette therefore expresses the attitude of an extremely un-libertarian type of gay man, a man who is not at all like my friend, Bruce Majors.

So whether or not Ken Layne is actually gay, there can be no doubt that Ken Layne is a vicious cocksucker.

Yeah, I just wrote that. And put it on the Internet.

I guess it’s time to start popping corn.

UPDATE: via PuppyBlender, we get… well, I ain’t exactly sure what to make of this:

In seeking to explain why Ken Layne and Andrew Sullivan seem to loathe Sarah Palin and, in particular, make sport of her Down Syndrome suffering infant son, Trig, Stacy puts forth a pop psychology theory in four part harmony involving gay psychology, the fear of spinsterdom, and tips for hunting hillbillies.

WTF IS HE TALKING ABOUT?

Hey, Joyner? You’re a big-time, edumacted dude, right?
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

And please, for us plebes, can you DEFINE “cultured people” in terms dumb proles like me can savvy?

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Spitzer: “Save Me!”

via Hot Air » Blog Archive » Spitzer-Take on Sanford

Of all the politicians in the country who might have seen the Mark Sanford scandal as a brilliant opportunity to disappear for a few days, Eliot Spitzer would have to top the list.  UnfortunatVely [sp], Spitzer saw Sanford’s misery as an opportunity for rehabilitation.  The disgraced former governor of New York and a repeat client of prostitution rings declared himself superior to Sanford for treating women like trash.  No, I’m not kidding:

Not only did Spitzer humiliate his wife through the public exposure of infidelities (and allowed her to share that humiliation by using her as a human shield during his press conference, a role Jenny Sanford pointedly did not play), Spitzer broke the very laws on prostitution that he used to build a reputation as a crusader in New York. Spitzer is right that he “didn’t fall in love with any of them,” although Girl 9 alleged quite a bit of fondness on Spitzer’s part, but is a married man buying flesh for sexual release really more honorable than a married man conducting an affair?

Honestly, what the hell is going on that so many media outlets are getting on board the “Steamroller Rehab World Tour”? Outfits like MSNBC keep giving him air time, citing his “experience” as the media-styled “Sheriff of Wall Street,” when the truth is he was an absolute failure in that role.

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What St. Andrew of the Heartaching Gobsmack’s Puerile Politics Produces

Leading Dem Blog Now Posting Disfigured Pictures of Trig Palin.

The Gobsmackage Chronicle

I Like Staten Island, But…

THIS is our own horror:

The New Jersey development company that recently built the swank W Hotel and Residence on the Hudson in Hoboken is considering building at least 350 units of housing at the home port and is reviewing a contract as part of a 30-day review period, according to one source.

City in talks with developer to start Staten Island redevelopmen – SILive.com.

The hobbled economy and troubled residential market socked the North Shore just as residential developers were finally realizing its waterfront potential and the city was laying out complementing plans for the home port and nearby lighthouse site, the former home of the U.S. Lighthouse Service located next door to the Staten Island Ferry Terminal.

That is a lie.

I’m so goddamned tired defending this….

THE NORTH SHORE OF SI IS THE GREATEST GROWTH NYC HAS EVER SEEN.

St. Andrew of the Heartaching Gobsmack Gets the Shit Beat Out of His Man Tits

Possibly the most vicious beat down I have ever read that did not involve my favorite four-lettered words.

Sullivan, who has worn dozens of hats in his lifetime, is truly unique. He stands astride the worlds of politics, journalism, theology, foreign policy, and applied obstetrics like the Colossus of Rhodes. A former editor for The New Republic — a publication that benefited from his razor-sharp insights on, among other things, the early masterpieces of Stephen Glass — columnist-about-town for Time, the Atlantic, and various Fleet Street rags; a Ph.D in the works of Michael Oakeshott, recognized by true conservatives everywhere as the only conservative thinker of the last four hundred years; and an itinerant blogger whose once-eponymous site has migrated to Time and now the Atlantic, Sullivan is one of those Washington fixtures that fit unusually well on the late-night talk show circuit, as he himself likes to demonstrate. Like a real-life, hyper-garrulous Forrest Gump, Sullivan has been present for, or at least has shared his thoughts — stray, organized, rational, and delusional — on most of the major events of the last twenty five years, at a rate that has only increased since he began blogging (before it was cool) and taking long vacations after pledge drives (which has been cool forever). More impressive than his output is his utter lack of fear of self-contradiction, flights of laughter-inducing hyperbole, public obsessiveness, repeated self-contradiction, betrayals of utter ignorance, and failed attempts to mimic the Bard by coining bizarre neologisms to match his wandering moods.

Few among us have the raw intellectual firepower to go where he has. Fortunately, the internet tubes allow us to track his movements over time – an otherwise dizzying effort made more vertiginous by Sullivan’s kaleidoscopic mind. As with all things Sullivan, the best place to start is with human genitalia.

via Through the Looking Glass With Andrew Sullivan | The New Ledger.

Gobsmackage Chronicle

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