It seems so simple to me. We should pay for campaigns with our tax dollars. It would be the best money we ever spent. It would buy us politicians who understood exactly who was putting them into office, removing them from office. paying for their handsome salaries, and their “Cadillac” lifetime, as in – forever – health plans. Part of the deal in getting an FCC license should be that during elections every candidate gets equal time for free and for equal amounts of time. A bare set. No makeup artist. No hairdresser. And that means you, John Edwards.
Sam,
Well, I hope you enjoyed the season premiere of “Lost,” last night.
I would have lived through ONE hour. But midway through the SECOND hour… I LOST it. I behaved badly, and did a very loud and gurgly imitation of Said’s death. Of course, flailing about, as if I was drowning, was part of the authenticity I was aiming for. I was led from the room and put on the “time out couch.” Rick returned to the den and shut the door behind him so that he could watch in peace. I was saved from my desolation by two things… my neighbor’s gift of a box of pastries from Pierre’s and… not having to watch that goddamn silly LOST!!!! The glass of brandy helped too. When the show was over, Rick asked where the pastries had gone. I told him about the big flash of light by the refrigerator. I could only assume that we’d gone back in time and it was before the pastries existed. In fact it was probably before the time they’d even been baked. Yes, I know, this did seem unlikely. But then again, I told him I did have a headache and my ears were buzzing, just like when they flashed through time on Lost. When he patiently asked me once again where the pastries had gone, I pretended that I couldn’t hear because of the strange loud buzzing in my ear. I’m not sure he believed me.
It was fun talking to you the other day.
Karen
Messing around with that Teddy Kennedy can be really dangerous!
President Obama. Get out the Q-Tips. Time to listen to America.
I’m in shock. The results of the election were just announced. Martha Coakley blew out all four tires. Well, no surprise. Maybe I’m not the only one who wondered what the despicable Teddy Kennedy was thinking when his own state voted 60% for Hillary Clinton and 40% for Barack Obama only to have him announce that it was time to “pass the mantle” to Barack Obama. What hubris on the part of all involved to think Coakley was entitled to the seat and didn’t need to campaign for it. Shades of Caroline Kennedy: as in – I’m so bored today, maybe I’ll get a manicure, a pedicure and a senate seat.
I go to bed a happy woman. More to say in the morning.
Imagine. Me. Born into a family of Democrats. Worked the phones for Gore, Kerry & Clinton, yet I am euphoric about the victory of a man, a Republican, against a woman’ right to choose, and the right of gay couples to marry: two things I believe in and wish for with all my heart. Obama. Listen. If you can. I go sleep now. But I’ll try and give you some help in the morning. You can do it. But only if you get out the Q-tips and clean out those big blocked ears of yours.
Sweet dreams for now.
Today, Robert Gibbs, White House press secretary said that President Obama was both surprised and frustrated about the tight race between Democrat Martha Coakley and Republican Scott Brown as they battle for the senate seat vacated by Teddy Kennedy.
Whoa! If Obama is surprised, his problem bigger than anyone could imagine. That scene from Barton Fink runs through my mind, the scene where John Goodman leans into John Tuturro’s face and screams:
“you know what your problem is… you… just… don’t… listen!”
Obama. Listen up. Put a muzzle on yappy Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi. When you get to be one with the refreshing quietude, maybe you will be able to hear the American people. We don’t want this health care reform. We’re clueless about what’s in the package and are mistrustful of the fact that you don’t seem to think you need share such vital information with us. This reform seems like some trophy you and the Democrats desperately want to win, some fight to the death you got yourself into that will not have any winners. I take that back. There will indeed be winners, big winners:
- The health insurers, who will be given tens of millions of new customers, newly required by law to purchase their wares
- The gluttonous pharmaceutical corporations, whom you’ve so generously promised that our government, their largest customer, won’t compete or negotiate on drug prices.
- Those states whose clever representatives managed to grab hold of your balls and wouldn’t let go until you promised their states pork packages in exchange for their votes.
Who knows how today’s election will end. But one thing is for sure.
You’ve got a big problem. You… just… don’t… listen! Or maybe, you… just… don’t… care.
Below, my cartoon for this week’s Independent:
WASHINGTON (AP) — Vice President Joe Biden is entering the fray in the Massachusetts Senate race. Polls show Democrat Martha Coakley in a close race for the late Edward M. Kennedy’s Senate seat. Biden sent an e-mail as part of a stepped-up effort by Democrats to try to close that gap saying Coakley would be a strong ally of Obama and that Brown wouldn’t stand with Massachusetts voters.
Someone might point out to Joe Biden that Kennedy didn’t much “stand with Massachusetts voters” either, when he decided that despite Massachusetts voters clearly choosing Hillary Clinton in a 60/40 vote against Obama in the primary, Kennedy decided it was time to “pass the mantle” to Obama.
I haven’t posted for so long because I couldn’t bear to have that gorgeous picture of Rudy removed from the very top of the page. But the time has come. So here is this week’s cartoon.
 Today’s cartoon is about my beloved Rudy.
I lost him on Tuesday, September 29th, just a few minutes past 5:00 PM. A day has not gone by that I haven’t cried my eyes out at least once. He was an extraordinary fellow and the most superb companion.
The cartoon below, like all my non-political cartoons came pretty much intact from from my pathetic and feeble life. As they say, “you can’t make this shit up.” If you click on the “read more” link here, I’ve posted the cartoon – and a story about Rudy from a while back. Thanks for visiting! And leave a comment if you’d like. I would love that.
And happy, healthy holidays to you and those you love!
Click the link below to see the cartoon and read the story!
Continue reading Rudy Fredericks Murphy. 1996 – 2009.
Was Tiger wearing a condom? I should hope so! That question popped into my mind while reading about “spank me hard, dirty girl”, Mindy Lawton. She’s the bad girl in the lower right hand corner. Yeah, don’t tell me you aren’t wondering the same thing yourself! And what a whore that Tiger is! A sleep around, cheatin’ whore. A man whore. A total ho! He a ho!
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 Tiger Woods and his alleged gal pal boinkees. And more to come, so they say!
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