Wednesday Wrap-Up

I'm trying to be philosophical about the class I'm in--supposedly, if all goes to plan, I'll be getting a small raise in salary by taking it...on the flip side, I'll have to do a bit more work, but the extra $$$ will be be the difference between cheap Chilean merlot ALL the time versus, um, most of the time these days.

Anyway, I'll defer again to the NOLA bivalve, who has a couple of posts up that show just how blatantly the present-day leadership in DC is willing to stick it to Gret Stet denizens: "thanks for the oil and gas...now kiss your stet goodbye." Amazing how we're taken for granted, eh? Roughly a penny on the dollar is what the Feds think is "fair."

Then again, perhaps the feds have more on their minds these days, particularly the clowns running the show. I mean, geez...remind me to NEVER schedule any surgery with Dr. Frist, for instance: no telling what might happen if he decides to have that extra cup of coffee. Hey, Bill--maybe you'd like to channel your rage into something productive, like figuring out why the hell we're in Iraq, for instance...

Speaking of: six more soldiers, at least twenty more civilians will never see another day thanks to Team Bush. And staying on subject, here's something I found on Cursor that definitely gives you an idea of how death arrives for most of our soldiers in Mesopotamia...one or two at a time, under horrific circumstances.

I first saw this at Firedoglake--congratulations, neo cons! You're truly bridging the ideological gap between your Trotskyist elements and Stalinism. You should be proud...the rest of the country should be feeling nauseous.

Note: the report is about secret US prisons established in, among other places, Eastern Europe. Let's see...how did Animal Farm end? Oh yeah:

Twelve voices were shouting in anger, and they were all alike. No question, now, what had happened to the faces of the pigs. The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.

And, since I've tangented over to someting about pigs, I'd be remiss without linking to Crooks and Liars post re: Rick Santorum and Don Imus. I normally have little use for either, but Santorum sure has a way of revealing his inner frat boy.

Finally, on the subject of frat boy...again, from Firedoglake

Sometimes a picture really is worth a thousand words.