Wednesday, September 24, 2008

The Agony of Everything

I dont know what has inspired me to write this. Perhaps its the pile of work staring me in the face which simply wont get done tonight. Perhaps its the knowledge that I will be facing a phalanx of Phillies fans tomorrow morning eager to rub salt in my wounds. Hell, perhaps its simply the god awful performance which I just witnessed on national tv (the second time this week on of my favorite teams have been embarassed on the world wide leader this week at that). But simply put, there is a crushing feeling of agony in the depths of my soul right now, and unfortunately, there is nothing I can do about it.

Being a sports fan is a funny thing. Most of us who follow sports have individual achievements, no matter how minor, which we should be more than happy to hang our hats on. But when it comes right down to it, you ultimately live or die by the success of your favorite team. I could hit the lottery tomorrow and I think I would still be upset about what happened tonight, what happened last year, what has been happening for the last month, and most of all, what almost certainly seems likely to happen again this season.

What is happening, of course, is another landslide of a finish by the New York Metropolitains. The sting of last year isn't there in many ways; what is happening cannot be called too much of shock in the end. But, at least for me, this season hurts more. As they say (correctly), fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. For the second season in a row the Mets have led me on for months on end, and are ultimately going to leave me feeling empty yet again. But as I sit here today, I know that I dont have anyone else to blame but myself.

I can only blame myself because ultimately, its a choice to follow a sports team. I have no doubt that David Wright is dying inside because of what happened tonight, but he could at least control the outcome. I, on the other hand, chose to put my hopes and dreams into a squad which really seems capable of doing absolutely nothing but dashing them. This isnt to say, of course, that I could suddenly chose to be a fan of another team; quite the contrary, I'd rather lose a testicle than root for anyone but the Mets. But ultimately, thats just it; You buy the ticket, you take the ride, and I bought into the Mets, and there is nothing I can do now but sit back and take in a second straight downward spiral.

If this post seems rambling and incoherent, its because it is. There is no logical train of thought involved here. In actual fact, its impossible to put my feelings into words right now, but I have to say something to the empty void of the internet before the rest of this week runs its course. The motto of the Mets fan has always been "Ya Gotta Believe," but you have to have something to believe in, and this team is a Golden Calf when you get right down to it. It isnt a bad team, just a heartless team that doesnt believe in itself. I dont think that the Mets are content to go down like this, but I just dont think they know another way. Ever since Yadier Molina sent the mets packign just 2 years ago, the team has been in a fog, and they do not appear likely to walk out of it.

The agony of being a Mets fan is frighteningly real; the knowledge that they just wont get it done is just as apparent. As far as choices go, I know I cant choose to sit this one out, but I can choose to see the writing on the wall before its too late.

Friday, September 12, 2008

I Don't Know Why I Do It

I got the bright idea of going over to Michelle Malkin's blog just a little while ago, presumably because I was in the grip of a brain eating parasite. All kidding aside, I now wish I had said parasite so that I would lack the comprehension to read what is adorning the front page. A whole post dedicated to attacking Barack Obama's tribute etiquette at Ground Zero. Seriously.

Even worse than that however, is her highlighting a comment from a reader who must be able to read minds, because he informs us all that Obama obviously doesn't want to be there. You know, because he hates America I guess. The comment goes on to say that Obama blows off shaking hands with a uniformed fireman and a construction worker wearing an American flag hardhat. This is that video:

Shocking, no? But there goes our man, blowing off the grieving family members of 9/11 victims. Certainly this is an indictment of his character and proof he looks down on the average American. What's that? Yet another video showing Obama's moral cowardice?

Fast forward to about 3:30 if you want to skip the pageantry and you'll notice that Obama shakes hands with everyone on the line. In fact, he seems to care so much that he goes back to the beginning to talk to one of the women a second time.

In this post, Malkin claims she was watching the broadcast live, so unless she got up to make a sandwich while Obama was going down the handshake line, she knows that he took the time to speak with everybody. Even better, almost none of the commenters bother to follow the link to the video above that someone else posted and noted that he shook everyone's hand. They just act like it never happened and go on talking about how much Obama hates America. These are the same lovely people, you'll remember, who wanted to start killing liberals because we exist.

Michelle Malkin is a cunt.

Here, allow me to say that a few more times so that maybe I get into the Google results and draw some trolls out.

Michelle Malkin is a cunt. Michelle Malkin is a cunt. Michelle Malkin is a cunt. Michelle Malkin is a cunt. Michelle Malkin is a cunt. Michelle Malkin is a cunt. Michelle Malkin is a cunt. Michelle Malkin is a cunt.

Michelle Malkin is a stain on America, a blight on humanity. Someone justify this kind of rhetoric to me, this willful blindness of basic facts in order to libel someone who's only crime is not agreeing 100% with her worldview. I'm disgusted to share the same species with someone like this, someone so small and petty and full of hate that she would take the time during a national day of mourning to try to invent a controversy out of thin air.

What's worse, someone like her probably thinks a reaction like mine is proof that what she's doing "works." She's just getting under the skin of another libtard. How vile. How trite. How small. This goes beyond cheap shot politics, something on which which I have no moral high ground, and goes to a place so disgusting that no shower can ever wash it off. But, I guess if it sells books, it's OK. The last couple times we visited with Malkin were funny, but this is beyond the pale.

Go fuck yourself, Michelle Malkin.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

You Can Put Clown Makeup On An Asshole, But It Still Stinks

Well there you have it, the stupid season of electoral politics has forced me to make up a disgusting and frankly, ill-conceived metaphor. Just to clarify though, I'm not calling Governor Jane Swift an asshole, at least with the metaphor, because I think an indirect insult like that would be cowardly. That being said, Jane Swift is an asshole. Lifted from Jake Tapper:

"[T]he formation of the Palin Truth Squad couldn't have happened too soon, as we saw when Sen. Obama in Lebanon, Va., this evening uttered what I can only deem to be disgraceful comments comparing our vice presidential nominee Gov. Palin to a pig," Swift said.

"Sen. Obama owes Gov. Palin an apology," she said.

Asked why she was so confident Obama was "comparing" Palin to a pig, she said Palin was the only one of the four candidates on both parties' tickets who wears lipstick.

"She is the only one of the four candidates for president, or the only vice presidential candidate who wears lipstick," Swift said. "I mean, it seemed to me a very gendered comment."

But, Swift added, if "as part of his apology Sen. Obama wants to say, no, he was calling Sen. McCain -- who is a true hero in our country -- a pig, then I suppose we could wait en masse for an apology to that, as well."

It was pointed out to Swift that, after the line about the pig, Obama had said, "You can wrap an old fish in a piece of paper called 'change,' it's still gonna stink after eight years."

Swift then suggested that Obama was calling McCain a fish.

"I have a fourth-grader and two second-graders at home," she said. "I would not teach them that this is sort of a high-minded debate on policy issues when they are calling people rotten old fish or a pig. In fact, it sounds a lot like some of the least intelligent debates on the playground sound like at our elementary school."

A reporter then reminded Swift that in December, McCain was asked about criticisms coming his way from then-opponent Gov. Mitt Romney, R-Mass., and McCain replied, "Never get into a wrestling match with a pig. You both get dirty, and the pig likes it."

Was McCain calling Romney a pig? a reporter asked Swift.

Of course not, Swift said.

What can one possibly do about something like this? I wish I could just say that Jane Swift was dumb and leave it at that, but we all know that's not the case. This whole lipstick episode is pure evil, a calculated outrage so unbelievable that the only way to push it if you're someone like Jane Swift is to inoculate yourself completely to any common sense or decency. Blaming her for this completely brain dead reaction would be like blaming a pneumonia victim for having a coughing fit or, more aptly, blaming an epileptic for having a seizure. The slime is deeply encoded in her DNA now and the only thing we could have possibly hoped for is that it wouldn't spread.

But it did, and we're left again scratching our heads and wondering how America is going to elect yet another cabal of warmongers and Jesus freaks. But don't worry fellow dissenters, I hear the slug they put in your brain that makes you see the world like Jane Swift eats away at your brain pretty quickly, thus minimizing the pain.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Shape of an Unearned Smirk! Form of a Dweeb!

I finally understand why the Times has William Kristol and David Brooks write columns on back to back days: they're the Wonder Twins of idiotic political discourse. Much like Zan and Jayna were added merely to appease the nebulous Exxor lobby (look it up), Kristol and Brooks exist on the editorial pages to appease conservatives, who still routinely call for the death of each and every individual even remotely connected to the paper.

Need anymore proof than me just saying so? Fine, spoil sport, I give you first Bill Kristol's "A Heartbeat Away," which aside from being a ridiculous argument also sounds like the worst Boyz II Men song ever.

Will that coverage continue to be as belittling of Palin as much of it has been so far? Probably. It’s not just that many in the media don’t like her politics and don’t identify with her socially or culturally. They’re offended that McCain picked Palin without, so to speak, consulting them. The establishment media take pride in their role as gatekeeper to our political process and social discourse.

Bill Kristol writes for the Weekly Standard and , I say again, the New York Times. He won't admit it, but he is one of the gatekeepers. Then again, this is a specialty of rich, deluded jerkoffs, their being in love with the idea that they are in touch with the common man.

So the gatekeeper media’s reaction has been: Who is Sarah Palin to suddenly show up on the national stage?

Funny thing about that: that was my reaction too. Actually, because I'm truly in touch with the common man my reaction was a little more blue. As in: who the fuck is Sarah Palin to suddenly show up on the national stage? And considering that maybe .0001 percent of the population knew who the governor of Alaska was before Palin was made the veep nominee, I don't think the media's reaction was out of line.

Thus Martin Peretz, editor-in-chief of the venerable New Republic for the last 34 years, wrote a blog post Thursday while he was “still reeling from last night’s malign hysteria at the Republican convention. This is a rotten crowd, even the pious Christian Huckabee and certainly Mayor Giuliani and the aspiring vice president, Sarah Palin.”

The New Republic is stupid, but Peretz is spot on here and Kristol makes no attempt at correcting Peretz. Want to know why? He can't, because those speeches were calls for blood, angry howls at a government that those people fucked up royally.

Despite reeling from the speeches, Peretz was able to “give [Palin] her due: she is pretty like a cosmetics saleswoman at Macy’s.” He continued that it was “good to see that the Palin family didn’t torture poor Bristol, at least in the open.” And he concluded: “Yes, please God, do bless America and rescue us from these swilly people.”

That Macy's line is gold, and is much better than the alternative narrative of "OMFG PALIN'S A BABE FAP FAP FAP FAP!" Though I like going a bit farther, so I subscribe more to the Exiled's Eileen Jones's takedown of the "Palin's a hottie" meme.

The Obama campaign, which would like to get votes from some of these very Americans, isn’t going to follow Peretz down that rabbit hole. To the degree they have to address the Palin question, they’ll stick to the argument they made in their first reaction to the Palin announcement: “Today, John McCain put the former mayor of a town of 9,000 with zero foreign policy experience a heartbeat away from the presidency.”

Well duh. If one of the media approved talking points about Barack Obama is that he lacks experience, one can't possibly expect them to get a dig in after a selection of a person with even less experience.

According to Safire’s Political Dictionary,

Truly the go-to guide of a man of the people

the “heartbeat away from the presidency” locution may date from 1952, when the Democratic nominee, Adlai Stevenson, attacked the Republican V.P. candidate, the 39-year old Richard Nixon, “who asks you to place him a heartbeat from the presidency.”

What a curious comparison to make here. If I were a politician, the last president I would want to be compared to is Richard Milhous(e) Nixon. The man who turned the Oval Office into a gin soaked nightmare, the man who recorded himself saying that you can't trust the Jews, the man who resigned instead of being impeached. Yes, what a wonderful comparison for Sarah Palin. Hell, not only that, Nixon had served in the House and Senate, so at least the paranoid fruitcake had some experience.

A half-century before, William McKinley’s campaign manager, Mark Hanna, alarmed by the prospect of the 41-year-old Teddy Roosevelt as the V.P. nominee in 1900, is reported to have warned “that there is only one life between the Vice President and the Chief Magistracy of the nation.”

Replace "curious" in the first sentence a paragraph earlier with "fucking retarded" and that's what I think about this thought. Teddy Roosevelt was more accomplished at age 41 than any of us will ever be in our entire lives. For starters, he was Assistant Secretary of the Navy. He led the Rough Riders (and oddly enough, the Ruff Ryders. Seriously) and was then the governor of a small, insignificant state called "New York," wherever that is. As DMX said when he heard this argument, "I knew Theodore Roosevelt, motherfucker, and that bitch ain't no fucking Theodore Roosevelt."

Should voters be alarmed by a relatively young or inexperienced vice-presidential candidate? No. Since 1900, five vice presidents have succeeded to the presidency during their term in office: Teddy Roosevelt in 1901, Calvin Coolidge in 1923, Harry Truman in 1945, Lyndon Johnson in 1963, and Gerald Ford in 1974. Teddy Roosevelt took over at age 42, becoming our youngest president, and he’s generally thought to have proved up to the job. Truman was V.P. for less than three months and had been kept in the dark by Franklin Roosevelt about such matters as the atom bomb — and he’s generally thought to have risen to the occasion. Character, judgment and the ability to learn seem to matter more to success as president than the number of years one’s been in Washington.

Coolidge was lieutenant governor and governor of Massachusetts back when it mattered, Truman was a Senator for ten years, Lydon Johnson was the master of the Senate and Gerald Ford was a fucking dullard and was also in the House of Representatives. Of all the people listed, only Calvin Coolidge didn't spend much time in Washington before he became veep.

But — shocking to say! — both Obama and McCain also took political considerations into account in making their selections.

How is this shocking? Is this a joke I'm not getting?

McCain didn’t just pick a politician who could appeal to Wal-Mart Moms. He picked a Wal-Mart Mom. Indeed, he picked someone who, in 1999, as Wasilla mayor, presided over a wedding of two Wal-Mart associates at the local Wal-Mart. “It was so sweet,” said Palin, according to The Anchorage Daily News. “It was so Wasilla.”

I just started working at a Trader Joe's. One of the people who's been there longer than me told my orientation group that he met his girlfriend at Trader Joe's. Hands up if you think a Mayor Obama presiding over the wedding of two Trader Joe's employees would draw sneers of liberal elitism from Bill Kristol.

A Wasilla Wal-Mart Mom a heartbeat away? I suspect most voters will say, No problem. And some — perhaps a decisive number — will say, It’s about time.

Yes, because the experiment with the president we can drink a beer with worked so goddamn well. Fuck it, what's the other Wonder Twin have to say?

None of us have ever lived through an election at a time when 80 percent of voters think the country is headed in the wrong direction. But now that we’re in the thick of it, a few things are clear. From voters, the demand is: Surprise Me Most.

Jesus tapdancing Christ. Really, David? Not Fix the Economy, End the War, Give Us Healthcare or Save Us? Surprise Me is something you say when you're drunk and you're presented with toppings for a hot dog.

Last winter, Barack Obama succeeded by running a weird campaign. He wasn’t just a normal politician aiming for office, he was going to cleanse the country of the baby-boom culture war mentality. In his soaring speeches, he denounced the mores of both the Clinton and Bush eras and made an argument for unity and hope over endless partisan warfare.

Only in the world of David Brooks, a man who I imagine can't hold his liquor, could Barack Obama's campaign be characterized as "weird." It hasn't been conventional, but it's not as if his supporters raised money to launch a blimp equipped with a mind control device.

But over the course of the spring, Obama’s campaign got less weird. The crucial pivot came when he failed to seize on McCain’s offer to do a series of joint town-hall meetings across the country. Those meetings would have elevated the race and shown that Obama is willing to take risks in order to truly change the way things are done.

Or he realized that plays directly into John McCain's strengths, that town halls are bullshit with carefully selected participants and that it would most likely get bogged down in petty details about which pre-screened participants to let in.

Instead, Obama’s speeches became more conventional, more policy-specific and more orthodox. His Denver acceptance speech was different from his Iowa speeches. It was more traditionally anti-Republican and pro-Democratic. In the speech’s crucial contrast Obama declared: “It’s time for them to own their failure. It’s time for us to change America. You see, we Democrats have a very different measure of what constitutes progress in this country.”

Obama, a man who was mocked for not providing substance to his soaring rhetoric, is now being taken to task for having too much substance in possibly the most important speech of his political career. While it's true it would have been weird if Obama had declined to add policy proposals into his convention speech, can you imagine how savaged he would be by pretty much everybody? Not to mention, it's not as if Obama is running as some kind of independent. He's a Democrat, so of course he's going to say that Democrats have better ideas.

But by campaigning in this traditional way, Obama ceded the weirdness edge to McCain.

And man is that guy weird. You ever seen his wife? It's like the Botox has spread to her brain.

The old warrior jumped right in. Think about how weird last week was. The Republican convention was one long protest against the way the Republicans themselves have run Washington. McCain’s convention speech barely mentioned his own party. His vice-presidential nominee came out of the blue and seems totally unlike the regular crowd of former eighth-grade class presidents who normally dominate public life. McCain’s campaign ideology, exemplified in a new ad released on Monday, is not familiar conservatism. It’s maverickism — against the entrenched powers and party orthodoxies.

This is not weird. This is evil and cynical and a complete inability to own up to the failures of your party and your ideology. And yet he's campaigning based on the tax cutting no matter what, keeping the war going, overturning Roe v. Wade, drilling ideology. The maverick McCain is as dead as Cindy McCain's ability to wipe that creepy smile off her face. And as for Palin, Tex nailed it on the phone a couple days ago when he called her an "organically grown party hack," right down to her roots in the P.T.A. The only thing David Brooks got remotely right in this paragraph was in calling McCain old.

And it all worked. McCain got a huge postconvention bounce in the polls.

"There's a sucker born every minute," etc. etc.

Now the campaign has become a battle between two different definitions of change. The Obama camp has become the champion of policy change — after eight years of failed Bush-McCain policies, it is time for different, Democratic ones.

What crazy idea, especially in light of the Apocalypse staring us in the eyes.

The McCain campaign is the champion of systemic change — after two decades of bickering and self-dealing, its time to shake up the whole system in order to get things done.

By implying things like Barack Obama wants to "lose" in Iraq, whatever the hell that means, so he can win the election. By hiring students of Karl Rove to run your campaign. By picking a veep choice who's in bed with the Religious Right. Yep, sounds like the Change Train is being conducted by John S. McCain.

The Obama change is more responsible and specific, but it has all the weirdness of a Brookings Institution report. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.) The McCain promise of change is comprehensive and vehement, though it’s hard to know how it would actually work in office.

If David Brooks writes "weird" one more time... And let's not forget the idiocy of his idea here, that somehow John McCain's idea for change is comprehensive, despite sticking to Republican orthodoxy when he even bothers to talk about issues.

It will still be hard for McCain to win in this environment, but his emphasis on broad systemic change may appeal to swing voters.

See above Phineas Taylor Barnum quote.

Independent voters do not believe the country’s problems can be solved merely by replacing Republicans with Democrats. They cast a pox on both houses. That’s why they’re independents.

David Brooks obviously doesn't get out much. People are independents because they thing it's cool to talk about how all politicians are just power hungry and corrupt. It doesn't matter if they can't make a cogent argument to you about this theory, they just like to say it. I just had this very conversation on Monday. Instead of researching a party which they think would fit their values, they just tick off nothing and expect to be congratulated for their boldness. No, bold is registering as a Green in 2001, when everyone is still fuming about Ralph Nader. Yeah, fuck yourselves independents.

Furthermore, the maverick theme allows McCain to talk directly about character. Obama can hint at his values when he describes his tax cuts and health care plans, but he is indirect. Most voters, especially ones who decide late, vote on character over policies.

Is that supposed to be a good thing? These "gut decisions" about who you vote for based on some hazy definition of "character"? We don't know these people. Not in a way where we can truly judge their character. Who would have known Nixon was an anti-Semitic paranoid from his stump speeches? Or that Bill Clinton would never keep it in his pants based on his town hall meetings. This is why an election needs to be about issues. If you're so indecisive you can't tell the difference between the guy with policy prescriptions and the guy who tells you he'll just wing it, but trust him and he'll throw the bums out, then you get what you deserve with that vote. Unfortunately for me, I end up getting it too, so hey, don't fuck it up.

If I were advising the candidates, I’d tell them to double down on weirdness.

I am going to kill you...

Obama needs to occasionally criticize his own side.

No thank you. There's a whole political party doing that right now. They're called the Republicans, perhaps you've heard of them?

If he can’t take on his own party hacks, he’ll never reclaim the mantle of systemic change. Specifically, he needs to attack the snobs who are savaging Sarah Palin’s faith and family. Many liberals claim to love working-class families, but the moment they glimpse a hunter with an uneven college record, they hop on chairs and call for disinfectant.

When I took a speech writing class in college with a brilliant professor who used to write speeches for Al Gore (yeah, I'm big time), he gave us a packet for the learnings. One thing the packet taught us was what not to do, such as, oh say, a straw man argument. This is a textbook, or should I say in this case, packet, straw man. This is also David Brooks once again lionizing the common man he's never met, as in the case of his trucker love.

Obama needs to attack Bill Maher for calling her a stewardess and the rest of the coastal condescenders.

That is so stupid my brain almost shut down after I read it. Bill Maher is a comedian, not an Obama staffer. And let's not forget the first thing Obama did when faced with Bristol Palin's pregnancy was to unequivocally say he would stay away from it and reminded everyone he was born to a teenage mother. The first thing Sarah Palin did at the RNC was to disparage Obama's experience as a community organizer. It's people like Sarah Palin who are always first to tell me I'm not living in the real America, so maybe she should quit condescending me.

If I were McCain, I’d make the divided government argument explicit. The Republicans are intellectually unfit to govern right now, but balancing with Democrats, they might be able to do some good. I’d have McCain tell the country that he looks forward to working with Congressional Democrats, that he is confident they can achieve great things together.

God this is so frustrating. How can McCain work with Congressional Democrats if he no longer agrees with them on anything? In 2000 I would believe this, but for the millionth fucking time, John McCain is not the man he once was.

The candidates probably won’t take this kind of advice. But remember: Weirdness wins. Surprise me most.

You want surprise? Go to the glory hole off I-15 you motherfucking closet case. You know what David Brooks? Fucking kill yourself. An hero. Just quit writing this inane, insipid garbage. Donate your salary to charity, because you aren't earning it.

Wonder Twin powers activate!

Friday, September 5, 2008

Republican Apocalypse

I need to take a shower, and it isn't just because of my sweltering apartment with no air conditioning. I feel gross after the last two days of the RNC, and I thank whatever beneficial force in the universe it is that caused the first day to get called off and made me miss the second day, because four days of that shit would have coated me in a thick slime that nothing but depleted uranium soap would have been able to cut through. So forgive me for ignoring President Dummy and the independent backstabber from the great state of Connecticut, but these past two days were where all the news happened anyway.

Thursday must have been penciled in as "Hate Day," though that doesn't explain the inclusion of Mike Huckabee, who for all his religious loonyism doesn't normally spit a blinding venom in the eyes of his enemies. Thankfully, we had Mitt Romney to kick around for an hour, and Ol'Greasebot did not disappoint. In a preview of things to come, Greasebot assailed liberal (?) Washington, trying his damndest to hypnotize anyone watching into forgetting who's been in control of the damn place for the last eight years.

Greasebot didn't stop there though. Proving for once and for all that cyborgs don't need logic processors to work, Mitt attacked government spending going through the roof, but praised the path Ronald Reagan took, somehow ignoring the fact that our debt was over 9000 times higher when he left office than when Jimmy Carter left office. Mitt assailed our trade deficit with China but said the Democrats would cut off trade with other countries. This is a man, excuse me, a highly advanced cyborg who can call Democrats the party of Big Brother one minute and call for us to eliminate pornography and promiscuity the next. I make no joke when I say I wish this man was running for President. I would believe in Greasebot's precious God if He came down from Heaven and told me that His plan for Mitt was to be the walking punchline that he appears to be.

Then there was Rudy Giuliani, who I guess is different from the guy that ran New York City for eight years. This is the only way I can understand how he mocked Barack Obama for being too cosmopolitan. Certainly it can't be the same guy who went to law school at NYU, because how else could he call someone an elitist for going to Harvard? I have little else to say about the speech because the blind rage inspired by that prick made me miss segments while I was busy having fits and shouting over him.

And of course, Sarah Palin. What's great about the party of personal responsibility is that it seems whenever they get themselves into a clusterfuck, they magically have a scapegoat. In Iraq, for instance, we weren't losing because the war was ill-conceived, poorly planned and executed even worse, we were losing because protesters didn't support the troops. So imagine my surprise when Sarah Palin excoriated the media for wondering what the fuck she'd ever done and for bringing up the fact that a staunch proponent of abstinence-only education has an unwed, pregnant teenage daughter. Then again, you would never know who her family was if that dastardly media didn't keep putting the camera on them on the many occasions Palin took to laud them for existing.

Someone on Slate described Palin's speech as Coulter-esque, with I think is nailing it on the head. I had no idea that community organizing was a do-nothing job. Here I was thinking it meant listening to people, talking them through their concerns and working to improve their lives, but here's Sarah Palin telling us that it's a job that involves no actual responsibilities. I guess Barack just spent that time eating fried chicken and smoking crack, as opposed to organizing laid off factory workers into a cogent group who could fight for their futures.

Palin's speech was only beaten on the chutzpah meter by John McCain's pathetic and bizarre declarations that the Republicans were the ones who would clean up Washington if only given the chance. His speech jibes incredibly well with an analysis that Slammer did way back in May when the Republican Party rolled out "Change You Deserve."
In essence, the change you deserve is the change you expected when you, the presumptive Republican voter, pulled the level four years ago, and four years before that. This time, there's a promise from the House that they will really, really, follow that platform you voted them in on. For eight years, Republican voters have become engaged in this domestic violence situation, voting for a party that continues to slap them around but, when the whiskey stops talking for it, convinces you that it really does have your best interests at heart. It's because the party loves you so much that it hits you, how stupid can you be? Maybe voters should stop with the sass-talk against their insane spending and you wouldn't "fall down the stairs" so often...
This new "Change You Deserve" mantra spits in the face of every voter who expected these values when they made a vote. It's a cheap attempt to disassociate Republicans with a leader they've rallied behind through wars, irresponsible economic policies, political bribes masked as economic stimulus checks, Wall Street bailouts, and a myriad of polarizing social initiatives that have cleft the party base. The real question lies in whether or not voters will recognize this as yet another ploy concocted by political cockroaches with an eye toward self-preservation or if it will cause a sea change in Congress.
Couldn't have said it better myself. Who in their right mind believes the only thing wrong with this country is too many Democrats? Are swing voter so stupid that they're going to go to bed thinking that this time the Republican party is going to hold fast to their promise of taming Washington spending?

What's infuriating about this election is that the Republicans are dusting off the same fucking playbook they always use. Blame coastal elites, the media, obstructionist Democrats and other America haters for ruining a country that they've been in charge of. John McCain copped to Americans living in dark days but then asks us to let him, a member of the party in charge, change things, with the same tired ideas that his party has trotted out for eight years. You'd think we'd learn not to run a war while cutting taxes, but I guess not. You'd think we learned we can't go it alone or bully the rest of the world at our whim, but apparently we need to keep picking a fight with Russia. You'd think drilling for more oil that multi-national corporations will buy and sell to other countries wouldn't do nearly as much as jumping headlong into alternative energies, but but this farce has to run to its completion I guess.

Frankly, I'd rather be more emotionally invested in the New York Mets right now and that's where I'm going to be. It's more depressing to think about the possibility of two months of fake outrage and charges that the poorest member of the Senate is an elitist than it is to think about the Mets losing two out of three this weekend. With any luck, I'll survive the home stretch of this awful election season, but I won't make any guarantees.