Danny Doom’s Booze Cabinet

You come out strong
but fall apart
when you speak for the camera
Concentrate
but you shake
and you break like the water

Should come on time
but you wait
you wait for the order
And when the eye
turns your way
your King George turns the other

You won’t feel a thing
when you slip under water
You won’t be afraid
then you’ll know that it’s over

So Pluto’s not a planet anymore.  Was this in the Book of Revelations?

Would you kiss the girl at the end of the world?
And register shock at the century mark?
And whisper her name as the earth shakes again?
And crawl on the rocks for the high water mark?

She’s calling but you’re never home
Picture a boat out so far from the shore
And tossed out and left in the cold
Cut you right out of your dirty white clothes

Would you hold her hand as the hurricane lands?
And look for a god when the water dries up?
Would you walk through the flames to see her again?
Would you kiss the girl at the end of the world?

She’s calling but you’re never home
Picture a boat out so far from the shore
And tossed out and left in the cold
Cut you right out of your dirty white clothes

You start targeting shit that no one cares about, like in-room hotel porn. No, you’re not really, are you? Yes, we are! But, why? Well, our president turned out to be a total bust whose only talent is to generate wars and violence, and while sent from Jesus’ flock, he has not done the Lord’s work as efficiently as we had hoped. And the End of the World has not Left Behind the evil ones and ascended us to Heaven yet, so through great organizations such as the Family Research Council and Concerned Women for America, we can sit in our suburban ranch homes watching soap operas and try to make a difference somehow.

By eliminating the option of porn on the pay-per-view channels of major hotel chains, we can breathe a sigh of relief when our husbands go off on business to Atlanta or Houston or San Diego, knowing that only pure and wholesome programming awaits them in their lonely room. Like American Idol or Wife Swap. Sure, there may be an increase in phone calls to sex chat lines, or maybe even a jump in prostitution, but we’ll deal with that next! Praise the Lord!

Bowling is a strange sport. I rolled a turkey and finished at 140 the first time around, then couldn’t break 100 the next two games. A turkey is when you get three strikes in a row. I would never have known that either until recently. They had the White Sox losing on the big screens at the end of the lanes, and then when that ended they put the Cubs losing on. They’re still playing?

Today was the day the world was supposed to end but instead we got flowers and parades. I was hugging that young teen golfer Michelle Wie in a dream I had, and that was certainly weird, I don’t know anything about her or even follow golf, but there she was in my dream. It was like we were in high school and in love. I know, not normal at all. I have no excuses.

I would have preferred the tennis girls, Kournikova or Sharapova. Not that I follow tennis either.

Milk at Midnight, as heard on WLUW 88.7 and WXRT 93.1, plays tonight at The Note!  When?  At Midnight!!

I just saw this YouTube of Ramesh “Party of Death” Ponnuru on the Colbert Report and it’s pretty hilarious. It’s been a while, so I couldn’t resist a little note to The Corner letting them know how funny it was. And of course, I had to ask for some assistance as well:

Now, I have a book I’m writing entitled “War-loving, Murderous Death Monkeys: George Bush, The Republican Party and The Soldiers That Have Died For Their Electioneering Political Rhetoric, or, For No Reason Whatsoever.” Do you think the title is too short or lacking clarity?

Holbrooke v. Kristol at Washington Monthly. This is the other thing from that post the other day, these two on Charlie Rose. Interesting post and comments on that link:

“(Kristol) displayed an appreciation of human nature and the realities of foreign affairs that a junior high school student would have gotten low marks for.”

From me: Holbrooke – the man who should have been Secretary of State right now.

Just found out, almost too late, that WXRT played our song “The Greatest of the World” last Sunday night, this past Tuesday night, and will again tomorrow night (10:45pm Thursday August 17)! The show on Sunday is Local Anesthetic and during the week they have Capsules. You can, of course, also hear this song and three others at the now-infamous MySpace website! Parental discretion advised.

It’s unfortunate to read the words “Kerry Was Right” on Andrew Sullivan’s blog and to read Glenn Greenwald furthering the argument, based on a column by George Will which stated:

Cooperation between Pakistani and British law enforcement (the British draw upon useful experience combating IRA terrorism) has validated John Kerry’s belief (as paraphrased by the New York Times Magazine of Oct. 10, 2004) that “many of the interdiction tactics that cripple drug lords, including governments working jointly to share intelligence, patrol borders and force banks to identify suspicious customers, can also be some of the most useful tools in the war on terror.” In a candidates’ debate in South Carolina (Jan. 29, 2004), Kerry said that although the war on terror will be “occasionally military,” it is “primarily an intelligence and law enforcement operation that requires cooperation around the world.”

Unfortunate in that he was indeed right, despite considerable mocking by countless uninformed fools and ignoramuses, including the voting public that actually considered Bush worthy of a second term. How many times does it have to be pointed out how obvious the choice was? It was not the Iraq War that somehow foiled a plot to blow up airplanes (if indeed this plot is revealed to truly exist), it was intelligence gathering. Law enforcement. Cooperation between foreign countries. Does anyone really believe that soldiers are dying in order to foil bomb plots? No, they are dying for politics, the same tired war rhetoric politics that Bush somehow used to win in 2004. That you may have fallen for that is sad, but it is also worse than that; it is deadly.

But even Sullivan, who came around and finally endorsed Kerry in 2004, gives this weak-ass addendum to it all:

I regret my decision to ditch Bush in ’04, despite my extreme distaste for John Kerry, with less and less regret.

Such an artful sentence, such little actual content. I will repeat until the end of time my certain and infallible belief that anyone who was paying attention would have been able to see the difference between an unknown deficiency (Kerry) and a known deficiency (Bush) and make the proper decision. The shitty candidate Kerry was clearly superior to the already well-documented shittier President Bush. It all seems so simple today just as it did then.

Woke up in a cat sandwich, I was the meat with two cat buns on either side. Actually, that would make it a Me sandwich. Let the day begin…

To follow up on my thoughts about V For Vendetta…I can’t claim to know anything more about the graphic novel that inspired it besides what I saw in the special features, but the film itself contained sometimes not-so-subtle parallels to both the Bush Regime and Fox News, which I found to be quite amusing/alarming (the original story was apparently based on Margaret Thatcher’s reign in the 80′s). Of course, the depictions are extreme, fascist in nature, but the similarities remain: a too-powerful leader creating fear to keep a people in check while a pro-government news channel works in tandem, broadcasting propaganda and lies to a cowering nation. There’s even a Bill O’Reilly character in there.

The challenge is to remain sympathetic to V, the terrorist/hero who blows up buildings and kills, discriminately, in order to overthrow the Nazi-like leaders, but quite honestly I had no trouble with that. In the battle of anarchy vs. fascism, you know where I stand; it’s where all freedom-loving people should stand, unafraid of their government and willing to bring it down when necessary. But look, this is a film, a cartoon, a graphic novel, and as I said, an extreme version of the current situation as I see it (Bush is NOT Hitler! That’s right, I said it!). This does not mean, of course, that they should not be brought down as well; just perhaps with different methods.

Things around here are slightly different, I’ve moved to a new word press thingee which frees me from the world of Dreamweaver and allows those nasty comments again, so feel free to use fake names and write missives to me or spam me with porn. It’s 2am and I’ve just watched V For Vendetta, so my head is filled with revolutionary chaos. I paused for a moment to watch Gnarls Barkley on Letterman and then found myself catching a snippet of the great Charlie Rose interviewing/moderating Richard Holbrooke and Bill Kristol. Lots of thoughts on all of this, but for right now all I have to say is, why are Bill Kristol and his fish-like lips still allowed on television? That man is famous for being wrong about everything and should be sent to the front lines immediately.

UPDATE:

Holbrooke vs. Kristol in Washington Monthly. This is what I was talking about!

Um, what happened, Rude Pundit?

Lieberman lost because he was wrong, on the war, on indecency, on torture, on Social Security, and more, more, more. He lost not because he said he was right, but because he tried to say that wrong was right.

Lieberman lost like so many others will, mostly Republican, because they hitched their wagons to George Bush’s star and that fucker went supernova.

- The Rude Pundit does it again