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In the spirit of helpful bipartisanship

Okay, I understand the point of view that Nancy Pelosi was only doing her job by putting the screws to her caucus and making them vote for shit. But she didn’t have to walk right through the middle of an enraged, chanting mob, laughing and carrying a huge fucking clownhammer of a gavel on her way to said vote.

She really didn’t.

There’s “getting the job done” and there’s “getting the job done then taking your opponent by the collar and smashing his face into the steamy shitpile you just passed.”

She deserves every drop of what’s headed her way.

Comments


Comment from Sockless Joe
Time: November 11, 2010, 9:42 pm

How many people even knew who Denny Hastert was? That’s how you do the job of Speaker.


Comment from Scott Jacobs
Time: November 11, 2010, 9:50 pm

Well, I knew…

But I live in Illinois, so perhaps I had an unfair advantage…


Comment from Ric Locke
Time: November 11, 2010, 10:04 pm

Speaker Sam would’ve sent her for coffee and a sammitch.

She would’ve fetched coffee and a sammitch, too.

Regards,
Ric


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: November 11, 2010, 11:55 pm

The kitchen door just opened and closed all by itself.

For the second time tonight.

On the one hand, it’s *real* windy out there. On the other hand, this house is somewhere between 400 and 500 years old.

Good thing I’m as psychic as a potato.


Comment from Lipstick
Time: November 11, 2010, 11:56 pm

Thank you, Stoatie. The sheer gall of that stunt still enrages me.


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: November 12, 2010, 12:11 am

It’s not so much the door that bothers me.

It’s when the cat looks up to stare at who (or what) has just wandered in from the howling gale, without.


Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: November 12, 2010, 12:21 am

I guess it helps to be evil.


Comment from Monotone The Elderish
Time: November 12, 2010, 12:43 am

I am rapidly forming the theory that cats can teleport… could be another instance of that…..


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: November 12, 2010, 12:54 am

It does, cousin Scott, it does…


Comment from Randy Rager
Time: November 12, 2010, 1:49 am

Well, it didn’t help them any, true. Real Americans (one could even go so far to say something about real human beings) on the other hand, were helped immensely in their perpetual quest to understand the ruling class better.

Fuck the Democrats, square in the heart.


Comment from Ric Locke
Time: November 12, 2010, 2:38 am

Yes, some (though not all) cats can see ghosts. It is one of the talents that make them valuable.

The only reason ghosts are scary is that they’re unexpected and eerie. A ghost can’t hurt you; applying the butterfly effect to a few air molecules to get the wind to open a door pretty much exhausts their powers.

Ghosts are people who don’t realize, or have forgotten, that they’re supposed to be elsewhere. When the cat identifies one for you (the stillness and wide-eyed stare is distinctive) Cazaril’s prayer, shorn of the deity if you prefer, is appropriate: If it please you, give this poor soul ease. It’s much easier, simpler, and quieter than an ostentatious exorcism, and works as well. I don’t know if it works for atheists. Try it and report back.

The ghost goes to its reward and the living need no longer put up with manifestations, as close to “everybody wins” as is possible in this vale of tears. Watch your cat. She will help you.

Regards,
Ric


Comment from Nina from GCP
Time: November 12, 2010, 3:24 am

I’m not sure if any of my cats are smart enough to notice a ghost, but then, my house isn’t very old. :)


Comment from Spad13
Time: November 12, 2010, 4:23 am

It’s apparent that cousin Ric don’t know of what my Mom called Tennasee,or somrtimes Kentuck rappin’ spirits. A fearful thing they were to a 7th child of a 7th child (my granny and mom respectively). These spirits were supposedly evil and dangerous and for some reason could not stand a closed door.(They banged on the door before flinging it open thus the rappin’)

Luckily I’m just a dumb ape and I assume that when a cat stares at an open door it is just annoyed by the draft, the light or whatever the hell else cats find annoying and that the banging is accidental.

On the other hand I’m pretty sure P-Lo is a deamon of some sort and that hammer could bring on Ragnaroc.


Comment from Dennis
Time: November 12, 2010, 4:37 am

Stoaty,

OT but you are in Europe and it is Veterans’s Day so I thought everyone would appreciate this:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDMzHlkB-Yg

There’s a lad who knows how to show proper respect.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: November 12, 2010, 2:00 pm

Aw. That was adorable, Dennis.

Compare and contrast.


Comment from surly ermine
Time: November 12, 2010, 4:30 pm

The wife saw the specter of an old amish fart in the front room one night. Said he resembled Abe Lincoln. No cats available for comment.


Comment from Dennis
Time: November 12, 2010, 6:37 pm

I saw a fart once that looked vaguely like a large wooly sheep but never anything so defined that I could discern its religion or individually identifiable features.


Comment from Anna
Time: November 12, 2010, 6:42 pm

Is Bi-Partisanship possible in modern political America? Watch documentary SPLIT: A DIVDED AMERICA http://bit.ly/SPliT


Comment from surly ermine
Time: November 12, 2010, 7:08 pm

Sorry Dennis, I meant fart as a personage not in the literal sense. A fart discernibly shaped like Lincoln drifting about the house would be much more alarming.

Sorry Stoat for dragging things down to my level. *fart*


Comment from Dennis
Time: November 12, 2010, 7:15 pm

Yeah SE, I kinda knew that but I just couldn’t resist. Years ago I had to go to a workshop called Management Grid where we went through a week’s worth of role plays, etc. (yeah, I know) and at the end all of the participants would judge each of the participants while the judgee stood on a little stage. Some people were totally destroyed by this little exercise in sado-masochism. At any rate, it was determined that I “over-indulged” in pointless humor. I felt they hit that about right and never felt the need to attend anything remotely like that again.
I’ve obviously never progressed beyond the pointless humor thing.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: November 12, 2010, 7:46 pm

There is nothing so pleases a weasel as fart humor.

Ask Uncle B.


Comment from QuasiModo
Time: November 12, 2010, 9:12 pm

Comment from Anna
Time: November 12, 2010, 6:42 pm
Is Bi-Partisanship possible in modern political America? Watch documentary SPLIT: A DIVDED AMERICA http://bit.ly/SPliT

‘Hulu: We’re sorry, currently our video library can only be streamed within the United States…’

Oh well :)


Comment from Formerly known as Skeptic
Time: November 12, 2010, 9:44 pm

Dennis, I was touched by the fact that the officer in charge of the formation returned the “honors” by having the formation acknowledge with an “eye’s right.” He was both respectful and on-the-ball.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: November 12, 2010, 10:05 pm

I use Hotspot Shield to scramble my IP so I can watch Hulu, Quasi. Though I confess I haven’t watched that one.


Comment from Ric Locke
Time: November 12, 2010, 10:12 pm

Quasi, never mind. All you need to know about bipartisanship in the US Government is in this fabricated-but-true exchange:

Democrat: I want to put another ten million people on the dole.
Republican: Bad idea, I’m opposed. But I want to hire ten thousand more drug enforcers.
D: We..ell, I don’t like that, but I’ll approve yours if you approve mine. And if they all join the Union. Deal?
R: Deal. Shall we go for a beer?
D: Sure.

Regards,
Ric


Comment from Sven in Colorado
Time: November 12, 2010, 11:58 pm

Our late rough sable Collie, “West River Nathaniel No Fear,”Nate” to all and sundry in the neighborhood; he recognized people as good or bad or indifferent. Most folks could walk by without response or effect, or stop and engage in ear scratching and butt rubs.

However, there were times he fairly bristled with Scottish anger. Some folk could not come within a 10 meter radius. He would change his stance from neutral to attack ready. A low growl would rise from his deep throat and his eyes fairly burned. HEH!

Normally, the individual illiciting such behavior would give the grand ol’ man a wide berth. If they did not, the growl turned into a deep and powerful angry warning bark.

-Afterall, he was a born of a long line of true shepherd dogs.

–OTOH!– We had a black cat, Pushkin or “PushPin” by name, who would sit and stare at one place in the wall and meow…a soft and low howl. I am convinced he was seeing a warp in the Space/Time continuum or gateway to some other universe.


Comment from Sven in Colorado
Time: November 13, 2010, 12:03 am

PostScrip:

And as for Nan Pee?

She is an anathema to the faith of her ancestors and to this great land. The sooner she is decked out in tar and feathers, strapped to a rail and run out of town….so much the better.

I know a good place out back of Searchlight, NV…(Harry Reid’s hometown) where the blistering sun just might cleanse her filthyness.


Comment from Lipstick
Time: November 13, 2010, 12:31 am

There is nothing so pleases a weasel as fart humor.

Ask Uncle B.

Ha! I knew you were my kind of person.

Husband: “You’re such a lady and you won’t even use the word ‘pee’, but tell a fart joke and you’re in stitches.”

Me: “Can’t explain it, but I blame Dad’s side of the family.”


Comment from Mark Matis
Time: November 17, 2010, 8:18 pm

And now the Great and Powerful Nan has been elected as Minority Leader by the Wise and Erudite Democrat Congresscritters!

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