Good a choice as any, and infinitely better than one.
The MSM certainly added to the frenzy of yesterday, desperately picking over the limited, sparse clues (even noting the pronouns Obama was using), ramping up the tension ("any minute now"), employing Britney Spears-like stakeouts, and all but stamping their feet in a tantrum, demanding Obama to spill the beans.
Christ, Stumblin Bumblin' John McCain could have gone out and bought another dozen houses yesterday and nobody would have noticed (and just wait, when the abode-laden Arizonian makes his VP choice, and the noise from the media isn't loud enough, we'll hear how, shame on the media, as a POW, he should have gotten more media for his selection).
It is said, of a presidential candidate, that their first major decision, the one you can evaluate them on, is their selection of a running mate.
Under that note, Obama aced it ...
He didn't go out and grab "Who the hell is that?", a choice that would have either strained the capacity of Google, or crash Wikipedia.
And, he didn't buckle, capitulate to the media, or fall into the trap of tapping TMFOITW on the shoulder, just to make the Clintonistas, the Grand Central Station Locker Creatures("Hillary is back! The keeper of the light! All hail Hillary! All hail Hillary! Oh Hillary can you see by the dawn's early light...") happy.
Biden will be good for the campaign, comfortable slapping down Stumblin' Bumblin' Johnny, and not a risky choice that will have you worrying about November.
Sources tell The Garlic that the announcement of Barack Obama's vice president has been delayed, indefinitely, as chaos consumes Obama Headquarters in Chicago, searching for the piece of paper Obama "jotted" the name on.
"They're going crazy," offered one insider, close to the Obama campaign.
"They're rummaging through desks, emptying trash cans on floor, and they even have two interns sitting in the dumpster out back, going through every scrap of paper."
Unconfirmed rumors say that Obama wrote the name of his VP choice on the paper of a arugula wrap sandwich, a few days ago.
Staffers are attempting to confirm when the trash has been picked up last and are contemplating dispatching campaign staff to the city dump, to start the search there, just in case.
In addition to the campaign office, Obama's home and automobile have also been investigated.
Our source tells us that the campaign hasn't ruled out a hypnotist, to take Obama back to when he was eating the arugula wrap, to see if he can say the name, while in the trance.
After posting earlier today, we went out to the World Wide Web (Memeorandum), and, lo-and-behold, there was a McCain-sized-definition-of-rich number of posts, crying out the use of the POW Card, to explain away (or at least a finger in the dike), the complete ridicule Fly Boy was receiving, over his cluelessness on how many houses he owned.
When the post was written, I could think of a number of push backs the Stumblin Bumblin McCain Campaign may go with, but pulling out the now-getting-dog-eared POW Card was not one of them, and that is showing far more problems with the campaign (and candidate) then the MSM will ever admit.
As we alluded to in our previous post, this is getting embarrassing.
The gaffes, misspeaks, and just plain ignorance are bubbling up, more-and-more.
Maybe questions need to be asked, if he is still, some 40+years later, crippled by that awful experience, perhaps, then, he needs to be in a Vet hospital, and not on the campaign trail.
Or, is the campaign using the POW Card as code, for his age?
They can't, very well, come out, throw up their hands and shrug "It's just another "senior moment" guys ..."
And all this is happening in the Dog Days of August ... Deadsville on the campaign trial, with vacations, and such, and, especially this year, with the Olympics going on.
You, practically, have to light yourself on fire to get any possible coverage, typically.
Christ, what's going to happen next month, after the VP choices, after the conventions?
We'll need one of the stat counters, like they use in boxing, to keep count of the jabs/punches-thrown in a given round, to have any hope of getting a count on Stumblin' Bumblin' Johnny's stumbles and bumbles.
When they go to the debates, they'll have to add an extra scoreboard, with a running count of McCain's flubs and miscues.
Vegas will have to start issuing Over/Unders on this.
In fact, just to hedge my bets, I'm putting a marker down, here
It won't surprise me, if at the Republican Convention, Stumblin' Bumblin' McCain flies into Minneapolis as the "presumptive nominee", but a wee bit of monkey business goes on, and Stumblin' Bumblin' McCain flies out of Minneapolis with a ailment, ironically, like those old Russian leaders used to get, when it was their time to go.
Then again, the GOP knows (thanks to the inhabitants of the Bush Grindhouse) that they are completely fucked in November, and they might as well let Stumblin' Bumblin' McCain absorb the drubbing - at least, that way, they won't have to deal with him in 2012, mounting, "one more time", a presidential campaign.
NARRATOR Legendary was the Xanadu where Kubla Kahn decreed his stately pleasure dome - (with quotes in his voice) "Where twice five miles of fertile ground, with walls and towers were girdled 'round." (dropping the quotes) Today, almost as legendary is Florida's XANADU - world's largest private pleasure ground. Here, on the deserts of the Gulf Coast, a private mountain was commissioned, successfully built for its landlord. Here in a private valley, as in the Coleridge poem, "blossoms many an incense-bearing tree." Verily, "a miracle of rare device."
One hundred thousand trees, twenty thousand tons of marble, are the ingredients of Xanadu's mountain. Xanadu's livestock: the fowl of the air, the fish of the sea, the beast of the field and jungle - two of each; the biggest private zoo since Noah. Contents of Kane's palace: paintings, pictures, statues, the very stones of many another palace, shipped to Florida from every corner of the earth, from other Kane houses, warehouses, where they mouldered for years. Enough for ten museums - the loot of the world.
Sen. John McCain (R-Ariz.) said in an interview Wednesday that he was uncertain how many houses he and his wife, Cindy, own.
"I think - I'll have my staff get to you," McCain told us in Las Cruces, N.M. "It's condominiums where - I'll have them get to you.
Well, if he's throwing it back to his staff, I expect, if it hasn't happened already, that Nicole Wallace will reprise her sterling defense of Stumblin' Bumblin' Johnny, of his cheating at the Saddleback Show, and get all plump-in-the-face, firing out a "The insinuation, that John McCain, a former prisoner of war, doesn't know how many houses he has, is outrageous!"
Actually, I am pretty stunned that he had to throw it to his staff to come up with the answer.
About the only defense I think they can come up with, is that the interview in which Stumblin' Bumblin' Johnny gave this response, is that the interview must have taken place before 7:30AM, as in, unless he sleeps in, by his own admission, he's not exceptionally sharp that day.
So, he gets tossed a softball question of how many houses he owns, and he starts acting more befuddled than an Ed Wynn movie marathon.
If it hasn't crossed the line yet, it sure-as-hell is inches away, on how embarrassing this is, for the country, to have a presidential candidate that is such a stuttering fool.
Instead of hiring all the Rove Acolytes, maybe they should have reached back and brought in The Gipper's crew - at least they had the skill to hide his dementia until after he was elected.
Jesus, and we still have a little over two-months left ....
She also extended her foggy amnesia to the possible vice-presidents, and riffed this;
But part of me tugs for Tim Kaine of Virginia, because he has a wonderful American Man haircut, not the cut of the man in first but the guy in coach who may be the air marshal. He looks like he goes once every 10 days to Jimmy Hoffa's barber and says, "Gimme a full Detroit."
So, it appears the City of Denver was reading, and have been "placing" its' homeless into the barber's chair, to spiff them up with that "full Detroit", for the convention next week.
It seems to be a first -- don't move the homeless, clean them up. That was the work of one salon and the recipients didn't even seem to care if the Democrats were coming to town. Sly's Salon at 17th and Grant was offering free haircuts to the homeless Monday.
"To give them haircuts and make them all spiffed up for the Democratic National Convention, because they are part of our community as well," said Ghandia Gohnson, co-owner of Sly's Salon
All sounds nice, except there's also a competition, of sorts related to the homeless, in that, the city, apparently, would prefer they get their "full Detroits" and keep moving - out of town.
One week before the Democratic National Convention, CBS4 cameras were rolling as police moved in on a group of homeless people. Some of the homeless believe police are cracking down because of the convention.
"Where are we going to hide our homeless during the convention? The short answer: We don't hide the homeless -- ever," Denver police and homeless advocates said in Denver's newspaper written by the homeless.
The city says it is encouraging the homeless to take part in the convention week activities for the public
"Encouraging the homeless to take part in the convention week activities ..."
I'm sure the DNC is thrilled to hear that
Yeah, right, just like our movie character, Godfrey Smith, some swank Dem convention goers will swing by and pick up some of these homeless and have the go to the swank parties as their guests.
Is that what the City of Denver has in mind?
And, are these free haircuts just for next week, during the time of the convention, or is it the beginning of a new, year-round, all-the-time, program?
You know, for all the hype, all the choreographed, coordinated "real moments", for all the obscene amounts of money required , and spent, for all the phony, hypocritical, compassion cities (and the convention itself) expend (such as, say, free haircuts for their homeless population), the two political parties should just go and rent out some studio back lots, and build their squeaky-clean sets for whatever their theme or visions are that given year, and spare all of us of this mockery.
I wonder, if the city is saying to its' homeless, as they uneasily slide into the barber chair, the same thing Irene says to Godfrey, regarding their pending marriage;
"Stand still, Godfrey, it'll all be over in a minute."
If you want to avoid the over-produce ending to the Olympics, and the dog-and-pony show that will the Democratic Convention next week, and huddle up with a tremendous, classic screwball comedy, that go and get 'My Man Godfrey' (and, if you can, since it's been colorized, try to get the original B&W).
It's hysterical, with wonderful turns by William Powell and Carole Lombard (and any movie with the gravel-voiced Eugene Pallette is usually a winner) and, as noted on IMDB, "This is the only movie to ever get Oscar nominations for writing, directing and all four acting awards without being nominated for Best Picture. It's also the only movie to ever get those six nominations and lose them all."
Here's the opening 10-minutes, if you need a preview;
AP writer Nedra Pickler, in her boilerplate filing on the breathless Vice President speculation that is running rampant out on the World Wide Web (check out Memeorandum for a peek), "Obama veep announcement expected in coming days" has this little gem (with our emphasis added);
His top contenders are said to include Minnesota Gov. Tim Pawlenty and former Massachusetts Gov. Mitt Romney. Less traditional choices mentioned include former Pennsylvania Gov. Tom Ridge, an abortion-rights supporter, and Connecticut Sen. Joe Lieberman, the Democratic vice presidential prick in 2000 who now is an independent.
God Bless'em ...
Lieberman just wasn't a prick in 2000, he's grown and built up his prickness with each, and every, day that has passed, to the point that he has become Stumblin' Bumblin' John McCain's Mini-Me, and should be sitting on the red side of the aisle in the not-soon-enough future.
So, a memo to the rest of the MSM;
Add this to your style manuals ... Joe Lieberman, from this day, forward, should always be referenced to as a prick.
Look "prick" up in a dictionary, and, at least one of the definitions indicates "See Joe Lieberman"
MSNBC Doc-Bloc on pricks?
At least one segment, or episode, on Joe Lieberman.
Well, he did bring it up, managed to squeeze it in, in one of his cheating responses during the Saddleback Show the other evening.
We also learned about his musical tastes, being that he was groovin' to Abba's 'Dancing Queen" before he was shot down - even though the song didn't come out until after he came home from Vietnam (maybe Abba was "supporting the troops", sending them demo tapes, or something).
So, as we have done so often here on The Garlic, we have come up with a signature song, McCain's August Anthem, if you will ... Maybe something they can fire up out in Minneapolis ...
Sing along, you may not want to admit it, but you know it.
The Night The Russians Rolled Into Georgia
He was on his way home in the Straight Talk Express Been two weeks and Obama's at the beach on a rest He's listenin' to Abba 'fore he went home to her Randy Scheunemann said "Hello" And he said "Hi, what's doin', Wo?" "John, sit down, I got some bad news, it's gonna hurt" He said "I'm your best lobbyist and you know that's right" "But your young democracy ain't alone tonight" "Since you been gone she's been seein' that Putin boy, John " Well, he got mad 'n' he saw red and Randy said "John, don'tcha lose your head" " 'cause to tell ya the truth, I been makin' a lot of money myself"
That's the night that the Russians rolled into Georgia That's the night that McCain pretended to be President Well, don't trust your soul to no K Street sleazy lobbyist 'cause all the lobbyists in the town's got money in their hands
Well, Randy got scared and left the bus Walkin' on home 'cause he didn't know who to trust See, Randy didn't have many friends and he'd just lost him one McCain thought his democracy musta fallen down So he went home and finally found The only thing his campaign had left him, that video, The One
And he went off to Randy's house A'skippin' through the backwoods quiet as a mouse Came upon some dollar bills too small for Randy to take He looked through the screen at the back-porch door And he saw Randy lyin' on the floor In a pile of loot and he started to shake
Well, the Adoring Media was a'makin' their rounds So he belted out some bellicose just to flag 'em down And a big-bellied anchor and said "What is Mr. President?" And the Media said "Anti-Christ" in a make-believe trial And slapped the McCain on the back with a smile Said' supper's waitin' at home and I gotta get to it"
That's the night that the Russians rolled into Georgia That's the night that McCain pretended to be President Well, don't trust your soul to no K Street sleazy lobbyist 'cause all the lobbyists in the town's got money in their hands
Well, they smeared Obama before he could say The war mongering he saw while on his way At Andy's house and back that night was Schmidt's And the cheatin' democracy was still hunkered down And that's one lie that'll never be found See, big Stevie Schmidt don't miss when he aims his smears
That's the night that the Russians rolled into Georgia That's the night that McCain pretended to be President Well, don't trust your soul to no K Street sleazy lobbyist
FADE 'cause all the lobbyists in the town's got money in their hands
If you need some help, like a Karaoke thing, here's the original
Facing imminent impeachment charges, President Pervez Musharraf announced his resignation on Monday, after months of belated recognition by American officials that he had become a waning asset in the campaign against terrorism.
Mr. Musharraf said the governing coalition, which has pushed for impeachment, had tried to “turn lies into truths,” and finished his speech by raising his clenched fists chest high and declaring, “Long live Pakistan!”
Not exactly "I am not a crook", but, I suppose, he didn't want to be laughed out of the country.
Now, I'm sure it must of crossed his mind to fight the impeachment, stand strong, blah, blah, blah, but they wanted him gone, and, after this fight, and all the heavy lifting he's been doing rounding up the terrorists, Musharraf, likely, didn't have the energy to launch a second coup.
Perhaps the more pressing question to ask, is, does he get to keep the Bag Man?
While The Commander Guy played around in Afghanistan, and Iraq, they knew that they also had to do something about Pakistan.
So, rather then open up a third front, they took an "option", putting down, more-or-less, a marker, and, instead, opened up the coffers to the tune of millions-upon-millions - in cash, directly to Musharraf and his military thugs.
In fact, however, a considerable amount of the money the U.S. gives to Pakistan is administered not through U.S. agencies or joint U.S.-Pakistani programs. Instead, the U.S. gives Musharraf's government about $200 million annually and his military $100 million monthly in the form of direct cash transfers. Once that money leaves the U.S. Treasury, Musharraf can do with it whatever he wants. He needs only promise in a secret annual meeting that he'll use it to invest in the Pakistani people. And whatever happens as the result of Rice's review, few Pakistan watchers expect the cash transfers to end.
What a difference millions of dollars make, on the big global billboard.
Rather than just be some chaotic, banana republic, Musharraf got to hang out the shingle that had the words "Democracy" scratched on it, and "Partners in the Global War Against Terrorism", even, if, from behind the shingle, Musharraf was just giving it a nod-and-a-wink.
Speculation is high on where he lands, with some of it on that Saudi Arabia is going provide the Mohammad Reza Pahlavi Memorial Exile Suite.
The other interesting question is “what will Mushie do next?” Exile seems likeliest and there have been rumors that the US, which has long backed the former dictator, would offer him asylum. But it appears that the Saudis have stepped in, as major mediators of the resignation deal, and so Musharraf will probably retire there. Which is ironic, in that it will put the man who was ultimately in charge of the intelligence agency that was pulling Al Qaeda’s strings prior to (and post) 9/11 in the country that furnished most of the hijackers - and both Musharraf and the Saudi rulers are staunch Bush allies.
If it is Saudi Arabia, Musharraf is going to need a gated community, with impeccable security, and, at least, a two-bedroom crib - one for himself, the other for all his baggage and bad karma.
Forget the Russian-Georgian conflict for a moment. Forget Iraq for a moment. Forget everything for one moment and understand, that if Pakistan explodes into a power struggle, that struggle/conflict will be the match that lights a world war of epic proportions. A war that we are not equipped to deal with anymore. So while our entire nation is drunk on election scandal after scandal, and while our entire nation is being bled dry of finances and human treasure, no one - NO ONE - is watching this crisis as it unfolds. They are all too busy playing at politics to care and they have already long ago removed any qualified intelligence expert on Pakistan from their post. We know very well that this administration replaced qualified people with political sock-puppets who are now in positions to fuck things up even more, but certainly not to understand the brewing world crisis.
To be clear, I loathe Musharraf and want him removed from office. But right now, any change, big or small in the region is going to be a catastrophe. A change of ISI-backed Musharraf is going to be an epic catastrophe.
Man, this Saddleback thing, it seems to be generating more questions than the "mirror-mirror" format used last evening.
To follow-up on our just posted "Blazing Saddlebacks" , there's, yes, another brouhaha in the making.
As we noted, Stumblin' Bumblin' John McCain went into hyper overdrive with his POW stories last evening ("McCain fired out the old POW tales as if there were a panel of judges, who would score them based on his detail and animation."), telling one in which, on Christmas, a guard drew a cross in the sand and he and McCain stood there silently, two Christians in worship.
All so touching, yes?
Well, hold off on the hankies, as the DNA of this little tale is taking more flak than that which knocked our Stumblin' Bumblin' Fly Boy out of the Vietnamese skies.
The source of that story about Solzhenitsyn is The Sign of the Cross, Fr. Luke Veronis, In Communion, issue 8, Pascha 1997 but clearly the story was known before 1997 for Fr. Veronis to cite it here. Update - the source is Solzhenitsyn's Gulag Archipelago, published in the West in 1973.
So, is this story just more carefully-crafted Republican propaganda, one more "powerful story" intended to trick the Christians into voting for them, so they can give ever-greater tax cuts to the rich and subsidies (and drilling leases) to oil companies?
And in 2000 McCain told the story - saying it was a different prisoner.
Looks like McCain really WAS telling a whopper to get votes. And he's been caught red-state-handed.
Weird. Given all of his experiences in the Hanoi Hilton, why would he borrow a story from someone else? Oh. That's right. He's McCain -- he'll do or say anything to win an election.
As for whether or not there's precedent for McCain fabricating POW stories, consider the fact that he claimed that he became a fan of ABBA's Dancing Queen before his capture (Dancing Queen came out two years after his release), and consider his convenient swapping of the Green Bay Packers with the Pittsburgh Steelers in another POW story when he was in eastern PA.
If you didn't know before the Saddleback event, you knew it a few minutes into the McCain segment;
JOHN MCCAIN WAS A POW IN THE VIETNAM WAR!
McCain fired out the old POW tales as if there were a panel of judges, who would score them based on his detail and animation.
He blustered the ever-growing-tiresome babble about chasing Osama bin Laden to the gates of hell (because "he knows how", he assured us; Surely, that gives the evanglists a thrill up the leg, no doubt, the basic, core, Good vs. Evil bone).
If you are gay or lesbian under a McCain administration?
Second-class citizens, "My Friends" ... If I have to, I'll get a Constitutional Amendment, so get lost ...
Stem Cell Research?
Stumblin' Bumblin' John wants us to wait another 20-or-30-years, for Skin Cell research to blossom.
And, if you are a moderate or liberal member of the Supreme Court, specifically, Justices Ruth Bader Ginsburg, Stephen Breyer, David Souter and John Paul Stevens?
Keep a suitcase packed, McCain, without hesitation, expressed his disgust for you.
As to audience reactions, applause, standing ovations, let's not lose site of the fact that Saddleback Church is in the heart of Orange County, in Southern California, where fountains there bubble and froth the semen of Ronald Reagan and John Wayne (for whom the airport is named after).
You could stand in the middle of Los Alamitos Boulevard throwing rocks all day and not hit a Democrat.
After ripping off a Top Ten Cloves List this morning, around the "Code of Silence" that Stumblin' Bumblin' Johnny was said to be tucked away in, so as not to hear the questions and answers, numerous posts have been bubbling up today that the "Code of Silence" was a Code of Scam ... That Stumblin' Bumblin John McCain wasn't even in the building, but in a limo (equipped, possibly, with a television ... Hmmm);
Having watched the telecast, and hearing Warren's references to "The Cone of Silence", I don't recall seeing any cut-away shots of McCain, sitting in a booth, sweating, ala Herbert Stempel on the gameshow "Twenty-One".
No shots of a janitor's closet, or non-descript backstage door, perhaps with a handmade, handwritten sign hanging on it, indicating "Cone of Silence".
No ice cream cones, no snow cones, no orange roadwork cones ...No Coneheads in the audience
Cathy, from Cincinnati noticed, during the broadcast, a rather odd, but telling exchange, seemingly giving a tip that Stumblin' Bumblin' Johnny knew the questions in advance.
Now, just a few hours ago, Rev. Warren vouches for McCain (which in doing so, he admits that his opening, on-air, statement of McCain being in the "Cone of Silence" was not true);
But at 8 p.m. ET, as Warren said that, McCain was actually not in the building. He was just leaving his hotel, with his motorcade arriving at the church nearly a half hour into the event. A. Larry Ross, a spokesman for Warren, says McCain then went directly into the holding room they dubbed the “cone of silence” (in reality, a room with no TV or audio).
When asked if McCain overheard anything, Charlie Black, a McCain adviser who was with him at the time, told CNN: "We were in motorcade until 5:30 p.m. ET; then a holding room in another building with no TV."
Warren said, “I trust the integrity of both” candidates, and said he “knew they would abide by the rules.” He joked McCain may not have been in the cone of silence, but “he was in the cone of a Secret Service motorcade”.
I guess we don't have to question this again, at all ...
If this turns out to be the case, that McCain, and/or someone on his campaign staff, was taking notes, then the whole event was nothing but an overblown, self-flagellating, farce.
And for all the hype, in just this, sort-of, first head-to-head match, it showed how truly frightening it would be to have McCain as the President, of anything, let alone the country.
