The House G.O.P.’s Monty Pythonian Strategy: “Run Away!”

In a Friday morning of “press conferences” (sans press questions), House Speaker John Boehner shot himself in the foot. Bullseye!

As for the inept amateur standup comedy act called John Boehner, he appeared to try to explain why his inadequate “Plan B[umbling]” flopped in his own caucus. Our Cat Herder from Cincinnati narrowly survived being made to walk the plank Thursday night after failing to sell his scheme to unruly, tea drunk, über-conservative Republican cast members of Mutiny on the Top 1% Bounty. … [Read more]

El Rushbo rides again, with groupies!

Conservative loudmouth Rush Limbaugh ranted about a funny Obama for President ad featuring HBO TV show “Girls” actress Lena Dunham, titled “First Time.” Yes, the same Rush Limbaugh who lost a ton of advertisers not too many months ago after calling Georgetown Law student Sandra Fluke a “slut.”  Turns out college dropout Limbaugh didn’t fare well in that exchange.… [Read more]

If Ann’s Worried, We Should Be Even MORE Worried!

Whillikers! In an interview with a Las Vegas TV station on Friday, Ann Romney told the TV station that her biggest worry if Mitt wins the election is his “mental well being.”

Gulp!

Does that mean we should be worried about it, too? Have you been worried about Mitt’s mental status as of late? I know I have.… [Read more]

Romney’s Chronic Electile Dysfunction

With 46 days left until Election Day, I don’t know who’s flying the wobbly Romney campaign mothership, but they might just be the ones with a scarf bearing a Rising Sun tied over their forehead.

Former Hawaii Gov. Linda Lingle (R) is running for one of the Aloha State’s Senate seats. Lingle was among the panicking Republicans who have hurriedly left Mittens’ latest in the loo, next to the Ty-D-Bol.… [Read more]

Mitt’s Kamikaze Flight School

If I were a G.O.P. professional political operative, I would be chugging the Jack Daniels’ bottle in perfect John Belushi ‘Animal House’ Bluto frat form. Political science textbooks will be written with ‘Romney’ becoming synonymous with ‘bumbling campaign skills’ in the same way as ‘Quisling’ became interchangeable with ‘traitor’ in Oslo.

Gordon Gekko meets Thurston Howell III in magic underwear.… [Read more]

Tough Birds

Ann Romney still hasn’t figured out that a national political campaign isn’t her childhood country club ladies tea. It certainly isn’t the megatither Mormon bishop missus’ expected deferential gentility schtick, either. Was Ann the “Stay-at-home-Mom (*maids & nannies)” expecting ring-kissing?  I do realize we usually battle the candidate and not the spouse, but when the candidate’s wifey is out doing the swinging and being a principal surrogate, she becomes a “player.”

This is national politics.… [Read more]

Cue the Confetti – There is a Nation to be Won!

Even when you know the story by heart, where the villains are classic WWF-styled heels and the good guys are us, thank Christ, and not them, a political convention is compelling stuff. Talking heads babble and party flacks coo about how only their gang really ‘gets’ the American people. It is a riveting event, like a train wreck in slow motion, or a fat guy falling over the third base railing trying to snag a foul ball and keep his beer from spilling.… [Read more]

Move On Up

After this week’s Democratic National Convention, what choice is better than Curtis Mayfield singing “Move On Up”?

We, the people…whether we’re we the “you people“, we the “blah people” or we the “those people“, we’re ready to move on up and move forward.… [Read more]

Women and Children First

Now that Ann Romney has been trotted out to infuse the appearance of “personality” into her bionic,  “private sector” venture capital hubby, Mitt Romney, a number of the Right-wing carnival barkers are crying foul when the press has the temerity to question her motives when in her “attack mode.”

I remember references to the late Pat Nixon’s “pasted on smile” forty-odd years ago.… [Read more]

Ann Romney, You Really Didn’t Build That

I listened to Ann Romney’s speech at the RNC – her “I am woman, hear me roar,” her naked pandering to women with her shrill cry of desperation, her little tale of how she and Mitt were so determined to be together that they got married like many other young, unprepared couples get married, broke, struggling, a team united toward a common goal (in their case, the goal being wealthy beyond their wildest dreams on the backs of the working class).… [Read more]