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December 09, 2008

Meh. Here, do I have to spell out what's on my mind?

hAh! If I can't metapurge, neither can you.

State-sponsored terrorism: the view from an American in India.
IOZ's appreciation of W. People forget W was supposed to be just a figurehead during the Wall Street Journal op-ed Lords restoration: photogenic, beer-drinking amiable and Baby Jeebus-believing for the christer rubes. Then, KABOOM! 911 made the idiot think he was God's anointed to be Holy American Empire's 3-D action savior, and the puppeteers at the Wall Street Journal op-ed page lost their strings. W wasn't hired to be The Decider at the greatest national crisis ever since the last greatest national crisis ever and until the next greatest national crisis ever, he was hired to be a stooge.
Gaze upon the other side of the coin of the next eight years of your life.
The happiest days of their lives. Their lives have meaning again.
As the husband of a teacher who curses teaching to the test this is terrible news. As the father of a daughter who's taking AP courses and hopes she gets into the institution I work at w/my tuition benefits, this is terrific news.
I'm free. Here's where I currently draw the line between acceptable metablegging and sloppy metablegging. If you hear any more about this, I've chosen the latter. Those who know me can imagine my temptation.
Those lottery players in line at 7-11 with cheat sheets?
Stay-writing.
That guy one link above's 2008 list.
Zappadan: it's not the quality of what you're celebrating, it's the quality of the celebration. RZZZZZZ!