And Now For Something Completely Different…
Okay, enough hurricane stuff for now…we need somebody to lighten up the mood, and Tim Blair is our man. First, from the quotes of August, this beauty from Howard Dean:
I think if we had a three-word message right now it’d be, ‘We can do better.’
Quite right, Howard…but Tim has also has another treat in store, a positively delicious, ultra-snarky takedown of Rolling Stone‘s coverage of Mother Sheehan, but then again, with material like this:
The moaning cattle along the lonely roads sound like they’re begging for their lives. The downtown streets are empty. Just as the earth is home to natural bridges, this place is a natural dead end—the perfect place to drink a bottle of Lysol, wind up in a bad marriage, have your neck ripped out by a vulture.
That’s Crawford for you, home of really depressed cattle…
Judging from the title, I’m guessing your immediate reaction to that Dean quote was the same as mine:
Our chief weapon is surprise… Surprise and fear… Our *two* chief weapons are fear and surprise, and ruthless efficiency… No, our *three* weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency–and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope… Our *four*–no… *Amongst* our weapons–our weaponry… are such elements as fear, suprise… I’ll come in again.
Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!…