Good afternoon Mrs. Hornbeck, I’m Eric from the Pro-Life campaign.

Are you for abortion or against it?

Umm… I’m pro-choice.

Thank you very much have a great day.

For most of my life I’ve parted my hair on the left but my sister was looking at me one day and said, “You know ek, I wish I had hair like yours, you should grow it long.”

I’m actually quite proud of my hair, especially since I still have some which I attribute to the fact that I am my dad’s son and not my cousin who’s father was bald in my remembrance at an age I have already achieved (and since I’m 120, there are few ages that don’t fall in that category).  Then again I’ve never been on the New York Times’ best seller list ever let alone twice.

So I did.

Grow my hair long though it seems odd to be circling back in a piece this short which is why I’ll never end up on any list, not just because my prose is convoluted but because it is also short, unlike my hair.

But not at the moment, I am thoroughly corporatized.  I have two hairdressers I trust, one of whom doesn’t like me very much I suspect because I’m such an intermittent customer and the other is eager for my business though it rarely occurs.

In any event I don’t wear hats unless I have to which is a shame really because I own lots of them and like them because they keep the sun and hair out of my eyes.

Vanity.

The Continuing Assault On Reason

by digby

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

When reality doesn’t fit their worldview, they simply create another reality. For example, when 9/11 happened, they didn’t know or care about terrorism. Their worldview was formed around the threat from totalitarian states. Therefore, they had to blame a totalitarian state for 9/11. Voila, Laurie Mylroie and Iraq. Today, the economy is melting down as the result of wild speculation and deregulation of the financial markets. The conservative worldview was formed around the idea that unfettered free markets cannot fail. Therefore, they have to blame interference in the unfettered free market for the failure. Voila, Amity Schlaes and New Deal Failure.

Obviously, the one thing we have going for us is the fact that they lost so much credibility on Iraq that they are not running things at this crucial moment. All you have to do is watch John McCain’s gibberish to know how important this really was. And they are still hugely influential, especially in the media, which sees these discredited thinkers as valid since they are so fully embraced by the Republican Party. Among the Republican base it’s as if we are back in 2002 listening to the 101st keyboarders insisting that Saddam has to be taken out or we will all be killed in our beds. (Read the comments to Chait’s piece for an excellent education on just how fully the hard core right believes this propaganda. It’s startling.)

Right now it seems to be a waste of time to even think about what these people are saying. Their movement has lost all discipline and they are fighting among themselves. But at this point we have no way of knowing how bad things are going to get and it would be unwise to ignore how successful these people were just in the recent past. Things can change quickly. As bizarre as they sound in light of the current crisis, it’s still important that they be challenged. Worse things can happen.

is contained in The Godfather–

I believe in America. America has made my fortune. And I raised my daughter in the American fashion. I gave her freedom, but — I taught her never to dishonor her family. She found a boyfriend; not an Italian. She went to the movies with him; she stayed out late. I didn’t protest. Two months ago, he took her for a drive, with another boyfriend. They made her drink whiskey. And then they tried to take advantage of her. She resisted. She kept her honor. So they beat her, like an animal. When I went to the hospital, her nose was a’broken. Her jaw was a’shattered, held together by wire. She couldn’t even weep because of the pain. But I wept. Why did I weep? She was the light of my life — beautiful girl. Now she will never be beautiful again.

Sorry…

I — I went to the police, like a good American. These two boys were brought to trial. The judge sentenced them to three years in prison — suspended sentence. Suspended sentence! They went free that very day! I stood in the courtroom like a fool. And those two bastard, they smiled at me. Then I said to my wife, “for justice, we must go to Don Corleone.”

Why did you go to the police? Why didn’t you come to me first?

What do you want of me? Tell me anything. But do what I beg you to do.

What is that? That I cannot do.

I’ll give you anything you ask.

We’ve known each other many years, but this is the first time you came to me for counsel, for help. I can’t remember the last time that you invited me to your house for a cup of coffee, even though my wife is godmother to your only child. But let’s be frank here: you never wanted my friendship. And uh, you were afraid to be in my debt.

I didn’t want to get into trouble.

I understand. You found paradise in America, had a good trade, made a good living. The police protected you; and there were courts of law. And you didn’t need a friend of me. But uh, now you come to me and you say — “Don Corleone give me justice.” — But you don’t ask with respect. You don’t offer friendship. You don’t even think to call me Godfather. Instead, you come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married, and you uh ask me to do murder, for money.

I ask you for justice.

That is not justice; your daughter is still alive.

Then they can suffer then, as she suffers.

How much shall I pay you?

Bonasera… Bonasera… What have I ever done to make you treat me so disrespectfully? Had you come to me in friendship, then this scum that ruined your daughter would be suffering this very day. And that by chance if an honest man such as yourself should make enemies, then they would become my enemies. And then they would fear you.

Be my friend —

— Godfather?

Good.

Some day, and that day may never come, I’ll call upon you to do a service for me. But uh, until that day — accept this justice as a gift on my daughter’s wedding day.

Grazie, Godfather.

Prego.

Ah, give this to ah, Clemenza. I want reliable people; people that aren’t gonna be carried away. I mean, we’re not murderers, despite of what this undertaker says.

Even on this site we’ve had big screaming fights but to me the issue is just as simple and clear as Spongebob Squarepants making fun of Sandy Cheeks because she is a…

Wait for it…

Squirrel.

Why does it take two squirrels to change a lightbulb?

Because they’re so stupid.

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Am I annoying you yet?  Good!

What bigots want most is the ability to spout hate like this in public and be applauded.  Or at least not have people get up in their face and explain how fucking bigoted they are.

I’ve called African-Americans niggers to pump me up in athletic competition (if you can call a game of stickball that) and I was wrong and I regret it.  I may use the n-word again if sometime I think it important to the narrative just like my neighbor Sam Clemens.

What I will never do again is use it without understanding how hurtful and confrontational it is.

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Am I annoying you yet?  Good!

In about an hour On The Bus is going to start a front page liveblog of the Senate Judiciary Committee’s hearings on establishing an investigation of the numerous crimes committed by the administration of George W. Bush.

The evidence is already clear and undebatable.  George W. Bush and Richard Cheney have publicly confessed on video tape.

On more than one occasion.

To what?

• Torture.

• Murder.

• Spying on you.
• All of you.
• All the time.

This is what we already know Pat.

They’re also common thieves who stole billions and billions of dollars shrink wrapped on pallets.  Their bankster paymasters are 14 trillion dollar Ponzi scammers.

If you and the Villagers try another Iran-Contra Immunity Bullshit Whitewash we’ll know that too.