MINDY NEWELL: Pissed Off Again
Lots of ruminating this week. Mostly political. Mostly causing me to make sure my passport is up-to-date and to wonder what the hell country I can move to if the Repugnanticans – my term for what passes as the Republican Party these days – actually win the Presidency.
This past Thursday, November 17th, marked the two-month anniversary of the start of Occupy Wall Street. Some smart mouth caller to the Tom Hartman show pointed out that the prefix “anni” comes from the Latin anno, which means “year,” so November 17th couldn’t be the “two month anniversary.” Why did I think while listening to this jackass that he was a front for the Koch-funded Americans for Prosperity or Karl Rove’s American Crossroads? So just call it an observance, a tribute, a celebration, or a commemoration, asshole.
The Los Angeles Times reported on November 20th that police officers who just walked up to students peacefully demonstrating in solidarity with the Occupy movement at the University of California-Davis and pepper-sprayed them dead-on in their faces have been put on administrative leave while their actions are investigated. (You can go to my Facebook page to see the video, or check out this link.) Hmmm. Administrative leave. That means they’re getting paid. Just like…
Alixandra and Jeff are hosting their first Thanksgiving. Spent the afternoon at Wegman’s with Alix as she prepares for the feast. I’m definitely not scared, because Alixandra is a hell of a cook. But I do get pissed off, because she’s always telling everybody that that all I ever made for her while she was growing up was Lean Cuisine. That’s not true. I made her Smart Ones, too. Anyway, I keep telling her, “It’s not that I can’t cook. It’s that I don’t cook.” To prove to her that I can do more than heat up the oven, I’m making a pot roast to go with the turkey. She will – sorry, can’t help the pun – eat her words. I make one hell of a pot roast. The secret is to…
Mark McQueary, the graduate student-turned-assistant football coach at Penn State, still has his job. Yeah, he’s been put on administrative leave, but he’s collecting his paycheck. Now McQueary has e-mailed his “friends” saying that he did stop Jerry Sandusky’s shower sodomy of the boy; only this apparently directly contradicts what McCreary told the Grand Jury, in which he said, he did nothing but walk out, and then later told his father, who called Joe Paterno…well, you know the story. Anyway, I think McCreary was “advised” to do this by “someone” so that it would fuck up the Grand Jury’s case and McCreary’s possible indictment.
I also don’t understand why all the pundits are expressing amazement that trustees of Penn State “shoved this whole thing under the carpet.” It’s about $$$$$$, boys and girls – isn’t it always? Money from the state, money from the Feds, money from television revenues – oh, yeah, especially television revenues. College football = big money, in case you don’t know.
Joe Paterno fired? Why not also the entire board of trustees who shoveled this shit under the carpet to begin with????
The Giants are playing the Eagles tonight. The question is, which Giants? The ones who smack-a-rooed the Patriots two weeks ago? Or the ones who slept-walked against the Niners? (Don’t point out that last drive, please. The G’ints should never have been in that position in the first place. And you know the Niners studied the films from the last five minutes of the Patriots game all week with microscopes and MRI scans, don’t you? They were prepared for Eli’s march downfield.) Oh, yeah. You’re reading this tomorrow. Don’t tell me who won. It’ll probably piss me off.
Who the fuck are the fools, morons, brainless, dim, dense, senseless, unthinking, incredibly, hard-to-believe, implausible, astonishing, inconceivable, absurd, mind-blowing, mind-boggling, staggering drones who think the need to be intelligent, well-read, and diplomatic is not necessary to be President of the United States? Oh, right, they’re the same fools, morons, brainless, dim, dense, senseless, unthinking, incredibly, hard-to-believe, implausible, astonishing, inconceivable, absurd, mind-blowing, mind-boggling, staggering drones who would actually vote for Herman Cain, Rick Perry, Michelle Bachmann, Ron Paul, Mitt Romney, Newt Gingrich, Donald Trump and whoever will be the next – as Chris Matthews puts it – “flavor-of-the-month yahoo” on the Republican primary ticket.
What can you expect from a party named after a sexual act?
I love BBCAmerica, but there’re too many commercials. Hey, BBCAmerica, nobody has to go to the bathroom that much! Watching The Tudors and Battlestar Galactica and Doctor Who and Whitechapel on the channel is a great… uh… commercial for Netflix.
What, no comics this week?
TUESDAY: Michael Davis