Archive for February 8th, 2010
"Miss Me Yet?"
Yes, Mr. President, indeed we do.
Every single day.
Experiment: Google "Obama Unicorn Painting" and be disturbed. Extra, super creepy, mega disturbed.
Here’s the first page of what turns up for “Obama Unicorn Painting” in a Google image search:
H/t LassofTruth for tip.
There appear to be thousands of these paintings (made by mental patients, we think) of a naked Obama astride a unicorn, being rubbed down with oil by a unicorn, and doing things with unicorns that would be grossly inappropriate anywhere but deep within the bowels of Man’s Country in Andersonville.
We kind of like this shirt, actually (but wonder if people would think we were supporting Dr. Utopia if we wore it):
We get the joke, so it’s funny. But would Utopia cultists take it as a positive representation of the naive, effeminate socialist in the Oval Office, the one who promised so very much to so very many, but who has failed so miserably at everything he’s touched?
What think you?
Class vs. Crass: A History of First Ladies
H/t Chrissy the Hyphenated
Question: How much of the vote would Hillary Clinton take from Obama if she ran as a 2012 Independent?
First of all, this is more than just an exercise in fantasy — even though we don’t believe for a moment Hillary Clinton would ever run for office as an Independent. She is a former Democrat First Lady. She was a Democrat Senator. She’s currently a Democrat Secretary of State.
Clinton also knows third party candidates are merely spoilers. They are pushed, usually by the Left, to take down another candidate by splitting his or her vote. Think Ross Perot taking enough votes away from George H.W. Bush to hand the election to Bill Clinton in 1992…or Ralph Nader getting enough of Al Gore’s votes in 2000 to push George W. Bush over the top (an instance of Republicans using a third party candidate to hurt Democrats for a change). Another example is the DNC using John Edwards in 2008 to hand the Iowa Caucus to Dr. Utopia, by taking enough of Hillary Clinton’s vote to give the DNC’s favored candidate the win.
In 2012, we believe the DNC will use Mike Bloomberg in New York as a Ross Perot-esque third party spoiler to take enough votes away from Sarah Palin to give Dr. Utopia a second term. That’s the game plan.
A recent Marist poll showed this to be the case: polling a race between the current president, Sarah Palin, and Mike Bloomberg as an Independent third party candidate. In that scenario, Dr. Utopia squeaks out a win. Deliberately, Marist did not poll Dr. Utopia up against Palin in a head-to-head match, sans Bloomberg. We believe that poll would show Palin leading the race, for the first time…something the MSM does NOT want you to see.
We wonder what would happen if someone ran a poll of Dr. Utopia vs. Sarah Palin vs. Hillary Clinton as an Independent. Just for fun.
We bet Palin would win big in that race, since Clinton would take a very large share of Utopia’s votes away from him.
As we said, the likelihood of Clinton ever running as a third party candidate is ZERO.
We believe fostering third parties is highly dangerous, as you are just falling into the Democrats’ plans for 2012.
A third party candidate in the 2012 race is the only way Utopia gets that second term…you need to realize this and do everything you can to stop the DNC from getting away with this scheme. They are telegraphing their moves miles and years away.
Would Republicans really be stupid enough to throw votes to Bloomberg, at the expense of Palin, and hand Utopia a second term?
How much panic would a Utopia-Palin-Clinton poll cause the DNC?
What do you think of all of this?
The persistent attacks on Las Vegas are some of the dumbest things this administration continues to do
Read this editorial from Penn Jillette, of Penn & Teller fame. 90% of the time, this man is an insufferable ass, but he hits a homer in this piece.
It’s asinine to attack any convention, meeting, or group event for going to Las Vegas.
Las Vegas is a convention city…where you can get hotel rooms DIRT CHEAP…where the hotels can offer convention packages far superior to anything you could get in other cities. Food is cheap in Vegas. The unions there are not as strong as in places like Chicago, so your setup and tear-down fees are much, much cheaper than they are in the Midwest or Rust Belt. And, since the days of Elvis, there are plenty of go-go boys in Vegas too, now, so it’s not just the ostrich-feathered showgirls, folks. That’s reason enough to go right there, that sure is.
Because of the affordability of everything, and the fun options available during down-time, more people are willing to shell out their own personal bucks on a trip to Vegas than they would coming to Chicago, Cleveland, Cincinnati, or Detroit in the dead of winter, so conventions in Vegas are much more productive than they would be elsewhere. If more people come to the convention, there’s a better chance the convention will turn a profit, and the people paying to set up booths at the convention will find the whole thing worthwhile since they will meet lots of new clients…which is the point of having the convention someplace desirable that people want to go to.
TRUST US: we’ve worked special events for over a decade. Some of us have worked in hotels. All of us have worked projects where we needed people from across the country to come together for something.
Las Vegas is a city that depends on tourist and convention dollars. So, not only does it make no sense to attack Vegas from the conventioneers’ point of view, but it’s dealing an unneeded blow to the Vegas economy when that’s the last thing it needs right now.
Attacking Las Vegas does NOT mean conventions will suddenly go to Cleveland or Pittsburgh instead.
Perhaps the convention just won’t happen.
That means a great many business deals that would have been formed at that convention just won’t happen.
Local economies, jobs, future enterprises, and a host of other important things are directly impacted by the thoughtless, reckless, and irresponsible nonsense spouted by our current president.
And if a Leftist like Penne Jillette, of all people, is calling Dr. Utopia out on this, you know it must be really bad.
The reason we think that "Green Police" ad is so funny in Chicago
For a number of years, a few of us used to do freelance event planning and special projects gigs for the City of Chicago, working out of various city buildings, including the Cultural Center in the Loop (which, inside, looks like the Wizard’s Palace in the Emerald City of Oz…so check it out the next time you’re in our city).
Chicago is a very “Green Police” kind of town, with the Mayor offering carrots and sticks to get every new building constructed with green materials. Some of this stuff we agree with wholeheartedly…like the rooftop gardens the Mayor demands on buildings. We love those. They are gorgeous. They use up rain water. They attract birds and other animals we love. And they decrease the damage done by concrete urban heat islands in cities like Chicago. Love rooftop gardens.
But, we think a lot of the other “Green Police” stuff is just garbage.
Especially when it comes to, well, garbage.
In Chicago, as noted, we worked in at least four different city buildings since 2005. In all of those the SAME THING happened with all the “recycling”: late at night, when all the garbage was taken away, it was dumped into one big dumpster on its way to a landfill. During the daytime, when people were watching, there were “Green Policemen” in all the offices who would scold you for throwing an empty pop can into the trash…and these green shirts would embarrass people in meetings recounting tales of spotting them using styrofoam cups or whatever…but then, at night, the blue “recyclables” garbage and the regular “yucky” garbage was all dumped into the same giant containers by the cleaning staff.
There was only one dumpster outside the building, where all the garbage went to.
So, what was the point in the “green shirts” harassing everyone to separate the recyclables from the regular garbage? It seems like all that haranguing was wasted energy, if all the garbage just ends up in the same place anyway.
Someone once tried to tell us that the garbage, after it was collected from the dumpster, was taken somewhere, magical, where it was separated into recyclable and non-recyclable pieces.
To us, that sounds like “the farm” parents tell their children various pets went to live at, when they got too sick or old. That “farm” might be one exit before the “recycling plant” where all those bags of trash are separated out and neatly recycled so all the Leftists can sleep soundly on their hemp mattresses under their cruelty-free non-down down covers.
What would we ever do without Claire McCaskill?
Claire McCaskill has been Tweeting on Twitter about all the snow DC has received the last few days, in the largest blizzard to strike the Capital since The Great Depression. That’s, incidentally, despite the fact members of the Kennedy Family have been claiming for years that Anthropogenic Global Warming was supposed to guarantee Washington, D.C. never had another inch of snowfall ever again. Three feet of snow is a whole lot of inches.
More than any of the Kennedy men could boast, we’re quite sure.
Claire Bear is fascinated by snow, though. Hence her tweets.
“There was big trucks that came in, and they were yellow trucks. Oh, they was big! They were like the trucks I like to play with in my office. Tonka trucks. The lady who sits outside the office and frowns at me all the time bought them for me for Christmas, and I said thank you to her for them because they are great. The desk they gave me is so fancy that the lady says I can’t spill any of my grape juice on it, so I drink from a sippy cup and sit on the floor most of the time and I pretend under the desk is a cave and all the trucks are coming in to dig out the diamonds. Then I send the trucks to take the diamonds to New York where my friend Caroline will make them into necklaces and crowns, ’cause she’s a princess. I’m not a princess, but I’m a Senator. Caroline’s a princess who wanted to be a Senator, so if that happened then maybe I could have been the princess. Then, instead of a diamond cave, I would pretend there was a dragon under my desk, and I would be roaring and roaring playing dragon, and that lady would come in and tell me again to be quiet because she never lets me have any fun”.
“Senator, my name is Jane, and I’m your Chief of Staff, not ‘some lady’. And, no, you shouldn’t be rolling on the floor ‘roaring’ while ‘playing dragon’, as you call it. And I didn’t buy you any Tonka trucks. Those were for the Marines’ Toys for Tots donation, but just like every year, you came into the office and thought all of the toys your staff donated were for you, because you are as selfish as you are thoughtless. Frankly, you’re a complete disgrace to the people of Missouri who sent you here to Washington to do the work of the people, not play with toys on the floor or Tweet on Twitter about how much snow is outside. You are much, much worse than a small child, because you actually have a vote on dangerous legislation, and you’ll give that vote to whomever awards you the most sandwiches.”
“I really like sandwiches, Lady. They taste good. Wherever sandwiches come from, they should send them on big yellow trucks to me. I don’t know where to put all that darn snow that is am outside, but I know where to put the sandwiches. In my tummy! Is today sandwich day, lady?”
“Every day is sandwich day in your office, Senator. At least until 2012 that is.”
H/t Bijou
