9 thoughts on “Change of Pace”

  1. 1st guy: “I just can’t quit you!’
    2nd guy: “Who, ME?:
    1st guy: “No, ya IDJIT, your horse.”

    Merry Christmas – OOOOOOOPS, I mean, “Happy Holidays” to everyone.

    Love ya ‘all!
    Even the stupid trolls.

    • You seem to covered ALL the bases, Maha. Very good. Happy Day!

      I decided to pass on the giant Pacific octupus opening Christmas presents, but it was tempting.

  4. A small Christmas present – Newt failed to qualify to appear on the ballot in Virginia, his HOME state. This is a screw-up of massive proportions, which Newt is blaming on everyone else. He’s also proposing a write-in campaign, which is prohibited.

    This underscores several items. First, Newt was engaging in a tour promoting his book, not his candidacy. Months ago, his top staff quit in unison because Newt was AWOL except when he could plug his book. It turns out he needed to be collecting signatures just as aggressively as he was autographing his propaganda. This will get a little play now, overshadowed by the holidays, but Newt’s rivals will roast him with it – particularly Ron Paul, who made the ballot and hates Newt.

    A second Christmas present is The Donald threatening to run. He switched his registration to ‘unaffiliated’, and is trying to threaten the GOP with a third-party bid, if an unspecified GOP candidate doesn’t prevail. I would call it an empty bluff- he can’t possibly win, and he must know it. But he might also know he could be the spoiler, bleeding off just enough votes in key states to let Obama win. So he might think in a Tea Party kind of way, that he can rule from the sidelines as a minority because he has the power (or thinks he has) to derail the GOP nominee.

    What does he want? Not money. Not an appointment to a cabinet post or ambassadorship. He would have to work. He wants respect, and almost all the GOP candidates insulted The Donald publicly by rejecting him as game show host, or moderator at his debate. So its personal and almost anything
    could happen. I’m lovin’it.

    Merry Christmas!

  5. Wah hapin? I haxz’t evan haz a, what where oui talki… O ay, I hszn’t haz a cingle kupp of nogegg yeti!

    And Doug,
    “The Donald,” no, not the “Sasquatch Israel “one, may run as the candidate for the “No to Everything Obama, Know Nothing Party.”
    And if Trump runs – there will be Hell toupee! Or so the boy with the limitless ego, and rapidly receding hairline, hopes.
    I look forward to this Bozo throwing his hat and hairpiece in the ring, and becoming the 3rd Party candidate, completing the 3rd ring in the Big Tent circus trilogy now known, since the clowns on the SCOTUS paid off their debt to Conservatives in the year 2000, as the US Presidential race – and a political opera that Wagner wouldn’t have written because he knew that the fat lady has already sung for democracy in America.

    Somewhere, absurdist writers are shaking their heads, and wondering why they lacked the creativity to come up with something like this?
    And Beckett looks at his Estragon and Vladimir, and wonders if they’ve given up on waiting for Godot, and haven’t already started off on their way to the Republican Convention, where Pozzo will be disappointed that Lucky lost the VP slot to another version of Sarah Palin, who no one’s waiting for anymore, but that doesn’t stop her from making them stand in line to autograph her latest ghostwritten missive with invisible ink, lest there’s any proof that she can’t even spell her name after she’s done signing.
    So, let’s all just acknowledge that the art of fiction is dead – except as written by, and yapped, about on TV by our MSM punTWIT’S – like Mark “Don’t take a” Halperin in the morning, let alone two, and don’t call me if you do.
    Somewhere, Engels, Karl, Groucho, and the rest of the Marx Brothers, are laughing through their bitter tears. Even Zeppo,and Mrs. Engels!

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