Friday, January 30, 2004

"The Capable Mother is what happens when good people do nothing"      And Mumsy is what happens when stupid people are allowed to breed. Yes, it's Friday, our favorite day of the week because it's the day that TBOGG tells us another story about America's Worst Mother™ .  Today's is an extra good one, as Mumsy is locked out in the cold and freezes to death, thus freeing the neighborhood from her moral judgements on the local dance teacher (who is a also a Capable Mother -- and we can't allow THAT to catch on).  But read Meghan's version and see if you don't agree that little Ant locked Mumsy outside, (payback for last week, when Mumsy forced the child to perform her bodily functions on a copy of Proust stolen from the Arlington Hospital Lending Library).  It sure seems to me that the child was taunting her mother with her faked inability to work door knobs.  The poor child probably plotted for days, trying to come up with a way to get rid of Mumsy that would look like an accident.  The fact that Ant is eating a banana  is telling; presumably, the children have to steal food when they can, and locking Mumsy outside was was the only way Ant was going to eat that day -- she sure couldn't count on Mumsy preparing a nourishing and tasty beef stew.    And think for a minute what kind of mothers turn to Meghan for mothering advice -- and then realize that this is taking place in our nation's capital.  To paraphrase Kathleen Parker: Meghan unleashed her mothering incompetence in plain view of the entire universe, including our fans in the Arab world.  And we want them to model their countries after ours? (Back l-r) Some Guy, an Evil Capable Mother, Wingnut, Crescendo, Florence Boy.  (Front) Eglantine, Ant, the forbidden radio which brings in news from the decadent outside world, Grandpa Tito, the foreign nanny, Mom's lover, and Hyacinth.  12:39:22 PM     comment [] trackback []   We Get Mail!   And since it happens so rarely, we're going to make the most of it. Reader Dave reminds us of the NRO Corner conversation on the proposed increase in NEA funding.  You know, stuff like this: NEA: INTERESTING TAKE [Jonah Goldberg] If this reader is right, I support Bush's move 100%: Mr.Goldberg One possibility is that President Bush might use any controversy as an opportunity to restructure the NEA by dividing it into a National Endowment for Symphony Orchestras and a separate National Endowment for Homoerotic and Anti-American Performance Art and letting Congress decide how to allocate the funds. Posted at 10:46 AM Ha ha!  What wits! Anyway, Dave then makes the following observation: Speaking of Bush's relationship to art, did you notice that James Brown, who Great Leader sat next to at the Kennedy Center Honors, was picked up today on another domestic violence charge? Maybe James needs to go in for some of that marriage reeducation, I mean, counseling.  Hey, somebody should get some use out of this multi-million dollar program, so I think that's a great idea.  Dave also mentions that the Kennedy Center choice to honor Brown by having the military chorus sing "Living in America" instead of Dave's choice, "Sex Machine."  Which should be used as part of the Bush Marriage Indocrination program, IMHO. And Dave alerts us to this following item from the Johns Hopkins Newsletter Ann Coulter raises cheers, boos at MSE The auditorium of Shriver Hall was filled with members from across the political spectrum on Thursday night when conservative analyst Ann Coulter spoke as part of the Milton S. Eisenhower (MSE) Symposium series. Students and members of the community -- Republicans, Democrats, and Independents alike -- arrived in such large number that the doors were soon shut and many were left outside to listen. "I wasn't expecting as big a turnout as we had for Patch Adams," said Abby Gibbon, a MSE Symposium publicity coordinator, commenting before the speech on the growing crowd. "It'll be a good show. There's definitely a lot of controversy." Yup, that's why you should book Ann as a speaker for YOUR university: a lot of controversy.  Plus, she's apparently more popular than Patch Adams! And Reader Mike informs us that Bill O'Reilly made mention of Ben Shapiro's recent column (if you can call something lifted directly from Bill's writing a "column") taking Bill's side in that duel-by-book-sales with Hillary Clinton.  So, it would appear that Ben's sucking up to Bill worked, and Ben may yet get to be Aqua Lad to Bill's Aquaman (to steal an analogy from commenter Ivan, the proprietar of Thrilling Days of Yesteryear). Oh, and you really should check out Mike's latest Washing the Blog piece,  EVIL COMMUNIVERSITY.  It's really funny.  And EVIL! 7:13:40 AM     comment [] trackback [] The Bush Space Program Meets the Bush Arts Program. . .   As part of World O'Crap's ongoing effort to improve your life through movies, we bring you another chapter of our (Scott C's and mine) book-in-progress Subliminal Cinema.  It's a chapter which will teach you everything you need to know about Mars (except that it needs women, which you already learned a couple of days ago).  It will also teach you more than you need to know about Arakis (Dune.Deseret Planet). But the Dune stuff won't be on the test. So, tune your TV to MSNTV, and let the learning begin. ====================== MSNTV The leading real-world fictitious channel providing learning through movies Back in the olden days of tea parties, white gloves, and finishing schools, well-bred young ladies received their formal education the old-fashioned way: from a PBS channel broadcasting from the local agricultural college. Of course, our educational needs were simple then: some French chefing, the farm report, and a little Masterpiece Theatre (which helped us to pass as a duchess at the ambassador’s ball). Nowadays, people need to know more! And so basic cable provide us with the The Learning Channel, The Animal Mating Channel, The Crime Scene Voyeur Channel, The Guerilla Decorator Channel, The Gory Operation Channel, and many, many more. The execs at these channels (and since they all seem to be part of one big Knowledge Cartel, it would be the same execs) quickly realized that while mildly edifying fare was fine for previous generations, today’s extreme TV viewers demand real-life, cheap-to-produce human drama along with their dull facts. So, instead of a cheery Julia Childs preparing Duck a la Booze, today we have Surprise by Design and While You Were Out, programs where people write heart-rending letters telling why their loved one deserves to have flamboyant gay men and annoyingly thin, blonde bitches secretly turn a room in their house into a set from Masque of the Red Death. (Okay, in our day we did have reruns of Queen for a Day, in which women wrote pathos-filled letters telling why they deserved to get a new Mixmaster, but no civilians were harmed during the making of it.) The Knowledge Cartel also offers informative programs like What Not to Wear (where so-called friends rat out people to the Fashion Nazis, who then do forced makeovers on these unfortunates); Clean Sweep (professional closet cleaners clean out closets, for the viewing pleasure of America), Date Patrol (a team of experts helps the undateable find escorts); and Faking It (apparently not the stories of those escorts). But we don’t think that the various learning and watching-others-labor channels have fully exploited the potential for educational reality TV programming. So, we have come up with a few suggestions: Surprised by Adultery: A husband comes home from a weekend business trip to find that something’s new in the master bedroom—it’s a film crew and carpenter Ty Pennington, all in naked and in bed with his wife. Trading Organs: Where patients swap body parts with the person in the next bed. Since contestants are semi-conscious from the morphine drip, they don’t actually have to vote each other out of the hospital—player attrition is taken care of through transplant rejection and peritonitis. Joe History Professor: In the hopes of getting a good grade, twenty coeds compete to sleep with the guy who teaches their Western Civilization 101 class. But the joke’s on them, because he’s really just the TA. While it may seem that mockucational TV is the source of all knowledge, in truth, Hollywood movies offers scads of handy hints for the homeowner or how-to buff. And many (okay, two-thirds) of these movies are about expeditions to Mars. We think NASA is missing out by not being part of our new cable channel, MSNTV (Mars, Space & ‘Nowledge Television). Not only is MSNTV trusted by more Americans who think it sounds like a real cable channel without actually being one (so we can’t get sued), it also provides educational fare like Mission to Mars, a film about how ancient astronauts made the human race from M&Ms. Mission to Mars (2000) Directed by Brian De Palma Written by Lowell Cannon, Jim Thomas, John Thomas (Story) Jim Thomas & John Thomas, Graham Yost (Screenplay) "Mission to Mars" was a fairly dull ride at Disneyland, consisting mostly of canned narration, vibrating seats, and the sight of adolescent riders shifting their mouse-ear hats to their laps in an effort to conceal the resulting erections. The motion picture Mission to Mars offers largely the same experience, except without the engorged tissues. It’s the year 2020, and Man is still alive, and Woman has apparently survived. It’s the night before the first of two staggered flights to Mars are about to blast off, and judging by the beer-swilling barbecue that’s in progress, NASA has recruited its astronauts from some of the finest trailer parks in America. Don Cheadle with be leading the first mission, Tim Robbins will be leading the second, while veteran astronaut Gary Sinise will be doing pretty much what he did in Apollo 13–staying on Earth and sulking. One year later. Don and crew think they’ve found water on Mars, but in a startling twist, it turns out they’ve actually discovered some unconvincing special effects. And whatever force is generating the CGI can apparently read the astronauts’ minds, because it assumes the form of the one thing that most terrifies trailer park denizens: a tornado. Cut back to Earth, where we finally get a glimpse at all the cool stuff we have to look forward to. According to the visionary filmmakers, we’ll have a giant wheel-shaped space station, like we were supposed to have back in 2001, our hot-shot pilots will drive T-birds like they did in the 1950s, and our space program will be run by an elderly Nazi, just like it was in the 1960s. Okay, the visionary thing isn’t working out, so how about some plot? Mission Control receives a faint transmission from Mars. It seems that Don somehow survived the twister, but he’s bruised and traumatized, his spacesuit is spattered with the blood of his dead comrades, and he’s inexplicably sporting a pair of ruby slippers. Gary demands that project director Armin Mueller-Stahl authorize a rescue mission to Mars. Armin is reluctant; observing that any rescue attempt would be expensive, dangerous, and ultimately pointless, since all Don has to do is click his heels together three times. Then Tim Robbins demands that Armin assign Gary to Tim’s flight, even though Gary’s wife died, and his personal tragedy is causing friction with the other crewmembers, who demand their own lachrymose back-stories. Finally, the British demand that Armin stop talking in that heavy German accent, because it’s giving them all flashbacks to the Blitz. Tim and his wife Terry are off to Mars, with Gary and Jerry O’Connell, who eventually get bored with the entertainment potential of their rhyming names, and pass the time by creating a free-floating double helix out of M&Ms. "That is the exact genetic composition of my ideal woman," Jerry says. This news arouses Gary, who eats two M&Ms from the middle of the ideal woman, in the cinema’s first example of molecular porn. The gods apparently take offense at this idiotic scene, and pelt the ship with meteorites. The imperiled astronauts heroically attempt to repair their ship, in a taut action set piece that packs in all the drama and excitement of watching your older brother replace the water pump in his AMC Gremlin. Our heroes fumble the repairs and blow up the ship, which doesn’t speak terribly well for NASA, since your brother managed to properly install the water pump even though he was listening to Gentle Giant at the time and totally baked on half a stick of Laotian Gold. Tim leads his crew on a desperate space-walk to an orbiting supply satellite, but then he slips and falls into the atmosphere, and burns up. Then Gary, Terry, and Jerry crash the satellite into Mars, bringing to a climax the most inept rescue attempt since the episode of "Gilligan’s Island" where the Professor programmed that robot to walk to Hawaii. Don, after expressing disappointment that NASA sent a bunch of self-immolating goons to his rescue, introduces them to his neighbor, The Giant Face of Mars. Intrigued, Gary turns the radar gun on the Giant Face to check its fastball, and discovers that the beams act like a good mud mask; it causes the Face’s pores to open wide enough for the astronauts to walk inside, where a planetarium show is in progress. A tall, thin, flame-shaped alien appears, revealing to the awe-struck humans that Mars was once populated by a race of Goya etchings. It seems that a billion years ago, Mars was like Earth, until it was struck by an asteroid that turned the planet into an icy wasteland. So the technologically advanced inhabitants boarded spaceships and rocketed toward a distant galaxy in search of a new, Earth-like home, although it seems like it would have been a lot quicker just to go to Earth. Maybe they were afraid they’d look like out-of-towners, and the native trilobites would pester them to buy baskets and folk art, and the cab drivers would take them to clip joints. Anyway, far be it from us to question the wisdom of god-like aliens shaped like those twisty orange "flame" bulbs you see in the wrought iron chandeliers of Mexican restaurants. One alien stayed behind, however, to seed the Earth with Martian DNA, resulting in the evolution of everything from amoebas to Ivana Trump. The astronauts are so moved by this news that they join hands with the Martian around a holographic image of Earth, and sing a selection of camp songs. It’s an inspiring moment of interspecies understanding, although one gets the impression that the Martian is just mouthing the words to "Kumbaya." Don, Terry and Jerry prepare to blast off in the repaired rocket. But Gary realizes that the Giant Face of Mars is not only a planetarium and a source of National Enquirer cover stories, it’s also a space ship, and he decides to ride it to wherever the ancient Martians went. So he enters the Martian command module, which locks him in and rapidly fills with water. And as Gary drowns, the entire movie flashes before his eyes, including scenes that happened just thirty seconds ago, so we get to enjoy it all over again, except this time with a sappy fanfare blaring at us. Terry and Jerry lift off for Earth (where they will presumably resign from NASA and pursue careers as an animated cat and mouse team), while the Martian spaceship rockets away toward that distant galaxy, carrying Gary’s bloated, drowned body toward a rendezvous with our alien ancestors, in what must be the most elaborate payoff to a practical joke I’ve ever seen. 5:44:09 AM     comment [] trackback []   The Rest of TownHall Other than David Kay, the other big TownHall story was the Democratic primaries, and how all the candidates are crazy and/or phonies except for that nice young John Edwards (who will never win, so don't even think about voting for him); oh, and Joe Lieberman is good too, in that he's almost a Republican, but the Democrats unreasonably don't seem to be taking to him.  We also have Rich Lowry telling us why poor people deserve to be poor, and Emmett Tyrell catching "The Passion."  Ollie North Ollie decries those Democrats who won't follow the example of their brothers Zell Miller and Ed Koch, and vote for Bush in 2004. Georgia Sen. Zell Miller, the author of, "A National Party No More: The Conscience of a Conservative Democrat" (read review), has already endorsed President Bush's re-election, saying that Bush is "the right man at the right time" to govern America.  Miller added at the time that many of the Democrat contenders for the presidential nomination, particularly Howard Dean, were trying to use the war in Iraq for "political advantage," which to the Georgia senator is a "disgrace." Because a real leader like Bush would NEVER use the Iraq war for poltical advantage!  David Limbaugh  John Kerry will be the Democratic Presidential nominee because he's the unexciting default candidate in a field of losers.  See, Dean is mentally unbalanced.  Clark is an egotist, unstable, and might not actually be a Democrat.  John Edwards is a nice, polite young man, but Dean didn't have the "decency of uncorking his mania" until it was too late for anybody to realize that Edwards exists, so Edwards will never win.  And the stupid Democrats just won't vote for the best candidate, Joe Lieberman.  So, the nominee will be Kerry, but only because the Democrats are a bunch of stupid, treasonous, Bush haters. All in all, serendipity has been Senator Kerry's new best friend. These unexpected factors came together to make this singularly uninspiring, northeastern liberal an overnight phenomenon.  When Limbaugh calls Kerry "uninspiring," he fails to mention that Kerry is also haughty and French-looking.      Jonah Goldberg  The Democratic candidates (except for John Edwards, who is a nice, polite young loser) all flip-flop on the issues.  And they're two-faced, or three-faced! And that reminds me that Simpsons ep where Sideshow Bob, who is running for mayor, stages a photo op at the elementary school.  He says in fakey voice, "Young friends, my opponent, Joe Quimby, is confused about your school system.  Do you know what he does?  He flip-flops.  [Bob does backflips]  Sometimes he doesn't know whether he's coming or going. [Bob does sideways duck walk].  He wants to sell your future short. [Bob shrinks into himself; the children clap and cheer.]"  And that, of course, reminds me of Jonah's REAL message to the voters: " No children have ever meddled with the Republican Party and lived to tell about it." Then there's John Kerry.  It might be slightly inaccurate to say there are only two Kerrys, considering his gift for being on so many sides of an issue.  What's also confusing is that, unlike Dean who evolves into new personas and then sticks with them for a while like, say, a Michael Jackson, Kerry tends to switch between his personalities constantly in a Jekyll-and-Hyde fashion.  Rich Lowry John Edwards talks about "two Americas" -- one rich, one struggling.  But in reality, there are two Americas: one hardworking, married, and paying taxes; and one lazy, having illegitimate babies, and in need of a kick in the ass so it will stop making us taxpayers support it. Poverty in America is primarily a cultural phenomenon, driven by a shattered work ethic and sexual irresponsibility. [snip] According to the Heritage Foundation's welfare expert Robert Rector, the typical poor family with children is supported by only 800 hours of work annually, or about 16 hours a week. This number holds in good economic times and bad, because it is a factor of attitudes toward work rather than the availability of jobs.  If the amount of work in these households were equivalent to one adult working 40 hours a week, roughly 75 percent of poor children would be lifted out of poverty. The problem is not, as liberals argue, low wages. If you are only working 16 hours a week, you will pretty much be poor unless you're a TV anchor.  Raising the minimum wage isn't going to help someone working so few hours.  It is the amount of work that matters.  If a single mother works full time at the minimum wage -- factoring in such income supplements as the Earned Income Tax Credit and food stamps -- she will not be poor.  Yes, if that single mother works full time at minimum wage she will make $12,168 a year -- enough to (barely) lift a family of two out of poverty.  Of course, that single mother is going to have to find some kind of care for that child so she can work full-time, which is not going to be easy on what she can afford to pay.  And it might not be very GOOD care.  And she may not get insurance with that minimum wage job.  So, a good single mother, even with the best work ethic in the world, might find it more responsible to stay home with the child (or maybe work a couple of shifts a week when her mother or somebody can baby-sit) and accept welfare and Medicaid, even though there are jobs available  -- unless those jobs pay enough to help her adequately provide for her child. Paul Greenberg The New Hampshire primary showed that Wes Clark is crazy, that Howard Dean has got to stop being crazy if he wants to get back on top, that John Kerry is just another waffling politician (no opinion on the botox rumors from Paul), that Joe Lieberman is moderate (and nobody likes them), and that John Edwards is adorable. Who knows, Howard Dean might even make a comeback. But the presidential candidate who's ideally positioned just now is Hillary Clinton - for 2008.  Emmett Tyrell   Palm Beach county is oppressing Rush Limbaugh, and nobody cares!  The Founding Fathers would be outraged! Governments have attempted to suppress criticism for centuries. The Founding Fathers were acutely aware of that, and provided strong protections in our system of government for dissent and for free speech. But would Thomas Jefferson, for instance, have anticipated that a journalist's fellow communicators would remain silent while one of their own was being threatened with jail?   Well, if pillhead Ben Franklin was being threatened with prosecution because he'd violated drug laws, I can't see Thomas Jefferson rewriting the Constitution just to get him off.  (And who is threatening Rush with jail at this point?  I think that must just be a drug hallucination on Emmett's part.) Limbaugh has admitted to becoming hooked on prescription drugs while trying to mollify the pain he has suffered from back and ear maladies.  No one disputes he suffered this pain.  No one I have encountered claims he was taking the prescription medication OxyContin for kicks. Yo, right here!  I say he was taking the "prescription" meds for kicks.  I say that he STARTED taking the drugs when they were prescribed for pain, but found that if he took a bunch of them, they made him feel REALLY good.  Rush said as much when he got back from rehab.  So, at least two of us say he took OxyContin for kicks. Every authority I have consulted tells me that given his admission and given his voluntary rehab, he would normally be let off.  The Hollywood coke snorters get this sort of judgment.  Why not Limbaugh? Should he have been snorting coke?   Why not?  He obtained a drug illicitly, and took it for its euphoric effects.  Cocaine, OxyContin -- what's the diff?  The harassment of Limbaugh provides another unlovely glimpse into the workings of the liberal elites. From the days of FDR, they have used the law to persecute political opponents. FDR used the IRS and FBI against such an array of opponents from former Secretary of the Treasury Andrew Mellon, to publishers Moses Annenberg and Col. Robert R. McCormick, to labor leader John L. Lewis.  All were innocent. Limbaugh is in good company.   Except that Rush isn't innocent (well, he's yet to be proven guilty, but his lawyer did try to negotiate a plea).  There are laws against obtaining controlled substances under fraudulent circumstances.  Rush apparently broke those laws.  But Palm Beach County prosecutors, having apparently leaked information about the case as well as some of the negotiating documents between them and Limbaugh's lawyers, now want Limbaugh to plead guilty to a felony punishable by up to five years in prison. Emmett, buddy, you gotta quit mainlining "the passion."  As everybody knows, the prosecutors offered him probation for his guilty plea.  And probation, community service, and random drug testing sounds more than fair to me -- presumably Roy just rejected the offer because Rush just doesn't want that felony on his rap sheet. Limbaugh's lawyer, the respected civil libertarian Roy Black, considers this "preposterous." It is worse than that, which is presumably why the American Civil Liberties Union has filed a legal brief on behalf of Limbaugh. You know, if you do a Google search for "respected civil libertarian Roy Black," you won't get a single hit.  However, if you just search for "civil libertarian," you will find that it's the Alan Dershowitz defination of "a conservative who is under investigation." And no, the Civil Liberties Union does NOT consider the prosecution's plea offer "worse than outrageous."  They probably think it's way better than Rush deserves.  They just hold that medical records should not be obtained with a search warrant rather than a subpoena.  I even agree.  But I don't think that Rush is innocent, nor that he's a martyr for his political beliefs.  He's a famous drug addict who broke the law.  That's about it.  But hey, we'll let Emmett have the last word: Still, it is repulsive to see the rest of the press sitting quietly by. That Limbaugh, a first offender and recovering addict to pain killers rather than street drugs, is being unfairly harassed is clear to anyone but a political zealot.  Conceivably, his harassment will end in court appearances and even a jail term.  Will that please his opponents? "We got Limbaugh on an OxyContin charge." It might be a first. And that concludes our TownHall Festival of Conservative Thought and Wackiness.  Be sure to join us next time for even more merriment.  3:34:16 AM     comment [] trackback []   TownHall Does David Kay   Yes, the assorted pundits who dole out conservative wisdom at this Heritage Foundation-sponsored forum finally got around to reading my Lucianne.com List of reactions to David Kay's latest assertions, and to write columns using these ideas.  In their David Kay pieces, the TownHall pundits especially focused on: #7.  Well, if Bush was wrong, then so were all the intelligence agencies, the Brits, the Germans and your precious Clinton!  But they also relied heavily on:  #11.  It doesn't matter whether Iraq had WMDs, because the Iraqis are Arabs/Muslims and needed their asses kicked.   However, because they are slightly less scary than the Lucianne.com readers, they did change it to "It doesn't matter whether the Iraqis had WMDs because Saddam was an evildoer and needed his ass kicked."  And then, inspired by Sadly, No!'s hot new contest The REAL Scandal, they usually concluded with: "So, even though there weren't any WMDs, which was the reason the President said we were going to war, the REAL scandal is that the America-hating liberals wanted Saddam to keep menacing us. So, with that background, let's recap the TownHall Kay columns for today: Charles Krauthammer Some #3 ("Kay SAID he found weapon-related program activities, so what's the big deal?)  A big heap of #7 (everybody, including Clinton, said Saddam had WMDS).  Plus, "Hey, maybe the WMDs were moved to Syria, so we should think about invading them next," and a dash of "Heck, even Saddam's officers thought he had WMDs, so who can blame Bush for being wrong, since we've all been the victims of a vast practical joke?" Chuck's conclusion: Bush had no choice but to got to war because . . . well, because even though the sanctions were working, we were just tired of Saddam, okay? Under the circumstances, and given what every intelligence agency on the planet agreed was going on in Iraq, the president made the right choice, indeed the only choice  Mona Charen A whole bunch #7.  Some "It was the CIA's fault," concluding with the modified #11 (Saddam was an evildoer), and a big scoop of "the REAL scandal." Also, how many times must we remind the Democrats that the president never argued that the threat was "imminent?"   Um, until we forget about that Center for American Progress list, as provided by Atrios. It is those who opposed the war, not those who supported it, who have a lot to answer for. Maybe the House will hold investigations of un-American activities, and Mona can MAKE them answer for it. ("Are you now, or have you ever been opposed to the war?") Jeff Jacoby Lots of #7.  Some "Saddam and his own officers thought they had WMDs."  But none of that matters, because Jeff never cared if there were ever any WMDs.  After all, Saddam was an evildoer and needed his ass kicked. The war was right and proper because Saddam was a homicidal dictator who ruled with staggering brutality, because he provided support to international terrorists, and because Baathist Iraq was a threat to its neighbors.    But above all because of 9/11.  What that day's attacks made clear is that we will not have peace until the fascism that grips so much of the Arab Muslim world is confronted, crushed, and transformed into something more decent.  Joel Mowbray A cup of #7.  A tablespoon of #3 (Kay DID find weapon-related program activities).  A dash of #4 (maligning Kay -- which Joel makes his own by implying Kay is only making controversial statements so he can maybe write a book and get it published someday).  Bake for an hour and 375 degrees and you get the bottom line: we didn't know what was going on, so we had no choice but to invade Iraq. Even in a world of uncertain intelligence—probably a permanent reality until God decides to spy for us—a president’s job is to guard against the worst potential scenarios.      So, there you have our TownHall commemorative David Kay edition.  It will undoubtedly become a keepsake in years to come. 3:33:44 AM     comment [] trackback []

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