This is really awful.Some idiots hacked into an epilepsy foundation web site and threw a bunch of flashing messages up there that apparently can cause people who are afflicted to go into seizures.
by reflex768 18 hours agoThe awfulness of that game literally makes me angry.
Statement Regarding Barack Obama
The Law School has received many media requests about Barack Obama, especially about his status as "Senior Lecturer."
From 1992 until his election to the U.S. Senate in 2004, Barack Obama served as a professor in the Law School. He was a Lecturer from 1992 to 1996. He was a Senior Lecturer from 1996 to 2004, during which time he taught three courses per year. Senior Lecturers are considered to be members of the Law School faculty and are regarded as professors, although not full-time or tenure-track. The title of Senior Lecturer is distinct from the title of Lecturer, which signifies adjunct status. Like Obama, each of the Law School's Senior Lecturers have high-demand careers in politics or public service, which prevent full-time teaching. Several times during his 12 years as a professor in the Law School, Obama was invited to join the faculty in a full-time tenure-track position, but he declined.
Nayland Blake’s “Coat’’ (2001)
It's damned near impossible to live a public life with the air of self-righteousness that people on the left and right do.
This is admittedly a rumour probably being spread, as The Economist notes, by those who want to get her the hell out of the Presidential race, but...
That series of tubes really has come a long way in the last 10 years.
The New York Times had two winners today on the Hillary campaign.Think of the thousands of staged events, the tens of thousands of times she has pretended to be delighted to see someone she doesn’t know, the hundreds of thousands times she has recited empty clichés and exhortatory banalities, the millions of photos she has posed for in which she is supposed to appear empathetic or tough, the billions of politically opportune half-truths that have bounced around her head.The other, a news article, brings to us the new campaign argument being pushed by Hillary backer, Evan Bayh. Superdelegates should back Hillary because she holds a slight lead when you count not popular votes and not delegate votes, but Electoral College votes by state.
"I believe strongly that in a democracy, we should respect the will of the people and to me, that means it’s time to do away with the Electoral College and move to the popular election of our president.”
Easter services at Holy Name Cathedral in Chicago (just across the street from Loyola's beautiful Water Tower Campus) were interrupted yesterday by Iraq War protesters belonging to Catholic Schoolgirls Against the War.
“Mr. Richardson’s endorsement came right around the anniversary of the day when Judas sold out for 30 pieces of silver, so I think the timing is appropriate, if ironic.”
This morning brings more behavior typical of the Clintonistas in this Presidential campaign.
In light of the Spitzer story, the Cleveland Plain Dealer took a week or so to come up with a piece on how much it costs to get a piece in Northeast Ohio.
I don't always catch the live broadcast of Face the Nation on Sundays.
So I'm listening to the talking heads this afternoon, dissecting the passportgate shenanigans at State.
As time goes on, I have less and less sympathy for this paper as it goes down the crapper.
I remember Steve and Garry playing this soundbite when I was a kid, but I couldn't quite remember the context. --"This country needs a spear chucker, and I think we've got him
up on this podium." Eugene Dorff, mayor of Kenosha, Wisconsin,
introducing presidential candidate Jesse Jackson. Dorff said later
that he intended to say "straight shooter" but slipped.
I posted here the other day my suspicion that the Clintons were behind the release of the Jeremiah Wright tapes this weekend.
Those crafty Japanese are at it again.
I noticed a minor traffic spike today and tracked it back down.Cream of mushroom soup is so ubiquitous in hotdish that it is often referred to in such recipes as "Lutheran Binder."
Suggestion for Obama:The next time Hillary uses the recycled red phone ad, counter with one of your own. When the phone rings in the middle of the night, have a woman’s voice, with a flat Midwestern accent, answer it and say, “Hold on” into the receiver. Then she should shout, “Bill! It’s for you!”
Because with Hillary’s complete lack of any meaningful experience in foreign affairs, and her lack of the “testing” that she boldly claims, she’ll be yelling for Bill.
MSNBC has a new ad campaign going on, touting their political coverage.
I'm sitting here watching Wolfie's Gabfest this morning and have to sit back and chuckle a little bit.
It's hard for me to write anything about the current Democratic campaign without overtly expressing my glee.
This might get boring at some point, but the old Plain Dealer is at it again making good use of their space on the main page of the paper.
On the Red PhoneHere's an idea for an Obama ad: a montage of Clinton's Sybillish personalities that have surfaced during the campaign with a solemn voiceover at the end saying, "Does anyone want this nut answering the phone?"
How is it that she became the one who's perceived as more equipped to answer that 3 a.m. call than the unflappable Obama? He, with the ice in his veins, who doesn't panic when he's losing or get too giddy when he's winning, who's as comfortable in his own skin as she's uncomfortable in hers. There have been times in this campaign when she seemed so unhinged that I worried she'd actually kill herself if she lost. Every day, she reminds me more and more of Adele H., who also had an obsession that drove her insane.
A few weeks ago, I started to feel sorry for her. Oh Christ, let her win already...Who cares...It's not worth it. There's not that much difference between them. She can have it. Anything to avoid watching her descend into madness. So I switched. I started rooting for her. It wasn't that hard. Compromise comes easy to me. I was on board.
And then I saw the ad.
I watched, transfixed, as she took the 3 a.m. call...and I was afraid...very afraid. Suddenly, I realized the last thing this country needs is that woman anywhere near a phone. I don't care if it's 3 a.m. or 10 p.m. or any other time. I don't want her talking to Putin, I don't want her talking to Kim Jong Il, I don't want her talking to my nephew. She needs a long rest. She needs to put on a sarong and some sun block and get away from things for a while, a nice beach somewhere -- somewhere far away, where there are...no phones.
While I was unaware of this in advance (darn, my RSS feed from Oprah.com must be broken!), Oprah had some big event the other night that encouraged lemmings to come to her website.
So my premise going forward here is that the drama in this race is great. Any one of the three remaining major candidates would make fine Presidents, in my opinion. So while I may have had a little fun in voting yesterday, it was not the same as voting for a professional wrestler for Governor.
Well, I did it. I went across the street to my polling place and voted for Hillary Clinton on what is a very icy night here in Cleveland. Now that I think of it, the weather outside brought some kind of poetry to the moment.
The Obamakins came and left a flyer hanging to my door during the day today.
Posted March 6, 2008 | 09:00 PM (EST)