Well folks it’s b.o.g.o.f time once again. Not only has Pammy been crying over her blessed Rummy, she is now weeping over Lincoln Chafee sticking one on John Bolton:

Bolton: Cannibalizing our Best, Brightest

Is this to be the latest blood sacrifice coming out of a bowed Bush White House? And I say here, now, STOP THE INSANITY. Throwing our best, our brightest to the insatiable leftist beast makes them hungrier. Rumsfeld, now Bolton? WTF? and Why?

Someone call that asshat Charlie Chafee McCarthy – who btw – got what was coming to him, and tell that dickless wonder to let the Bolton nomination out of committee. Someone whisper in Chafee’s ear that he has a chance here to do something consequential. To do something historic, important, meaningful – he’ll probably wet his pants at the thought of actually doing anything.

Health warning: The surgeon-general has determined that reading Pammy’s blog will result in severe headaches.

“God didn’t do that!” I shouted. “You did it. You’re a fucking narcotics agent! I was on yo your stinking act from the start, you pig!”

“You better be careful,” he said. And suddenly he was waving a shotgun at me.

The Captain stays on his feet by hanging onto the wheel. It pulls
him back and forth as the ship plunges up and down.
“Dammit, we’re listing so badly I can hardly stand up. Did you say the
Democrats are loose? Karl you promised me the locks were secure.”

“I know Captain, but when the typhoon took the main mast, some of the
passengers broke them out.”

“Karl, you disappoint me. I worked harder than you to reinforce those
doors. What are they doing?”

“Well, uh, they’ve replaced our guys on deck, and down below. There
are more of them than us now. Watch out! Here comes the leader,
Pelosi! She’s crazy!”
Karl struggles to get up, but fails to keep his footing.

Pelosi’s hair whips across her face as she shifts to accommodate
the ship’s movement.
“Captain, we’ve taken on so much water, we have to jettison the cargo.
Order the men to bring up the hardwood, tea and indigo and throw it
over the side.”

The wind howls, covering the scream of a passenger as he’s swept
over the side. Pelosi staggers against the wheel, and tries to help
the Captain control its spin. She shouts into his ear.
“What’s the matter? Didn’t you hear me? I said we’ve got to jettison the cargo.”

“Well, Pelosi, the fact is the cargo went over the side some days ago.
When the hull was breached.”

“What? How far from port are we?”

“Let’s see. Twenty, thirty, four hundred six. Yep, we’re probably one
thousand five hundred miles from port. Give or take a thousand.”

“Dear God, it’s worse than I thought. Issue the order to man the lifeboats!”

Karl rolls out of the coil of rope onto all fours. He scuttles out
of sight like a roach. The Captain’s eyes focus on some point in the
middle distance.
“No way. If we just stay the course we’ll bring the good ship Iraq
safely into Victory Bay.”

Pelosi stares at the Captain for a minute.
“Captain. Are you mad?”

“We have to stay the course, Pelosi. There aren’t enough lifeboats for
all the passengers.”

“But if we don’t evacuate the ship, all of us will go down!”

The Captain continues to stare ahead. They hear Karl yelling to
someone to lower a lifeboat so he can take care of urgent business
back at their port of departure.
“We have to stay the course, Pelosi. I know what to do. I’ll appoint a
new first mate!”

Pelosi turns and runs to a group of sailors clinging to the
splintered base of the main mast.
“Men! Everybody! We need to lash together some rafts. Hurry up!”

The wheel pulls the Captain back and forth. The deck lists a little
bit more.
“You’re a no-good cut and runner, Pelosi. You have no right to be
issuing the orders if you can’t save the ship.”

I know the feeling. I made my tiny little donation (I’m on a tiny little fixed income). I was feeling sad that I couldn’t give her more, and then the Sadly Nosians front-paged Claire, and she got almost $3k in one day.

You guys rock. And by ‘guys,’ I’m sure you know that I include people of all sexes and genders.

And species. *waves at the lovely Mehitabel, the ‘supermodel of the cat world’*

Any Republican representative who wants to work with Democrats must renounce his or her party affiliation and join the Democratic party.

Something I’ve noticed over the last several years. The conventional wisdom following elections is always this:

When the Democrats lose, it’s because they’re too liberal and need to move to the right.

When the Democrats win, it’s because the moderate electorate swung their way, and they have to move to the right to keep them.

It’s getting rather tiresome and frustrating.

The driver will continue to drive full-speed-ahead for a while, but now he will hear a constant din from the six time grandmother in the back seat, reminding him he is lost. He will eventually pull over because of a flat tire or something. Then he will simply walk away into the brush and disappear, leaving the passengers to figure out how to get the car running again drive out of the mess they are in.

And Amen to that”

I heard “When the Whip Comes Down: By the Stones. Same thing, I guess..

Ken Houghton, I didn’t know about Reich’s mother, and I’m sorry for his loss, but I’m still not sure how grief would make him back away from holding people accountable for their truly horrendous decisions.

The man’s mother died two weeks ago.

Let him mourn for a bit; when he says the same sh*t after the lame-duck session then ream his ass.

I think that is a scathingly brilliant idea! I’m in.

And I would like to take this opportunity to thank all of the Sadly Nosians who so generously donated to Senator Claire McCaskill’s campaign through ActBlue. That money helped put those MIchael J. Fox ads on during the World Series, and we in Missouri can never thank you enough. The stem-cell initiative passed. :)

Travis is exactly right (as usual). This election was about accountability, and we need to see some. I think we will. Conyers and Waxman have had the subpoena lists and committee agendas drawn up for quite a while now, I’m sure.

And not to forget teh snark, here are my faves from today:

TBogg:

so we’re essentially a rogue pretzel and a ruptured aorta from a female president, right?

I love the blogosphere.

He couldn’t seem to shake this “deer-in-the-headlights” expression. His face showed Pure Fear. He looked exactly like a 13-year-old who’s been skipping school, coming home to find his parents waiting with a letter from his teacher. “Oh shit. I am in so much trouble.”

Then, about an hour after he tossed Rumsfeld under the bus wheels (after incessantly swearing that Rummy was here to stay) Madame Speaker-elect Pelosi announced that “impeachment is off the table.”

Smells like a deal to me: give us his head and keep yours. And, since loyalty is such an important value to him, he whipped out the machete and the silver platter…

Absolutely, mikey. Which is why I say (for, I think, the third or fourth time today on this site alone) — we cannot let the Rahms and Reichs and Pelosis spend too much time triangulating, centering, and preaching the kum-ba-yah of bipartisanship. Yes, yes, I understand that they need to make rhetorical nice at the outset, much in the same way that Bush felt the need to do so today. But Bush really had to — he’s SOL, assuming the Virginia senate result holds. Once they’re sworn in, the Dems don’t have to “reach across the aisle” unless it’s truly in the best interests of the American people (and the rest of the world). There’s a lot the newly-elected Dem majority has to do now in order to uphold the oath of office that, by definition, will not be friendly, polite and pleasant for members of BushCo. They’d better buck up and do it — and if they don’t do it on their own, we’d better keep the pressure on them to take our country back from those who have squandered its promise.

Dorothy, I love you. (in a totally non-gay way, of course)

This election is about accountability. We now have to back up the talk with the walk and MAKE these boneheads accountable for their actions. Period.

Well yeah, sm, it is important. He no longer has carte blanche. That’s something even he understands.

Look, let’s not start deluding ourselves now. The entire country didn’t wake up yesterday morning and say “My goodness but I feel LIBERAL today”. This was a protest vote. We have an opportunity to remind the people what leadership and governance looks like, but we’ll have to take that opportunity…

mikey