November 3, 2010 archive

Our Miserly Nation

Paul Krugman, October 31, 2010…

They denounce debt relief, calling it a reward for the undeserving. More and more voters, both here and in Europe, are convinced that what we need is not more stimulus but more punishment. Governments must tighten their belts; debtors must pay what they owe.

The irony is that in their determination to punish the undeserving, voters are punishing themselves: by rejecting fiscal stimulus and debt relief, they’re perpetuating high unemployment. They are, in effect, cutting off their own jobs to spite their neighbors.

This is selfishness intensified into morbidity, like gangrene of the soul.


The real victory tonight: The Blue Dogs take a beating.

So far, it looks like nearly half the Blue Dog Dems have been kicked out of office.  That’s a much higher percentage of Dems than the Progressive Caucus lost tonight.  I think it speaks loudly to why the Dems got their butts kicked today.  This wasn’t Americans turning to the Republicans, which polls show Americans hate worse than Dems.  This was Americans turning away from the Blue Dogs.  The ones who sold us out to the corporatists.

This opens up some serious opportunities for progressives if we can capitalize on them two years from now.  Without incumbency to aid them, the Dem Machine – which will be bringing more Blue Dogs to the table to replace the ones they lost – will have to win primaries against progressive alternatives in every Blue Dog seat.

Two years from now, progressives can make huge gains at the cost of the corporatists.  Provided, of course, that we can insure the elections aren’t rigged and we can come up with actual progressives to run fopr those Blue Dog seats.

Then, when we take back Congress, we won’t have the Blue Dogs aiding and abetting Republican obstructionism.  That’s more than just a silver lining in the dark cloud of todays elections.  That’s an opportunity for Progressives to take the Democratic Party back from Wall Street.

Late Night Karaoke

How Government Works (Wealthy Edition)

1) Take $4 Million dollars and split it down the middle

2) Give one half to Democrats and another to Republicans

3) Tell the candidates you paid in campaign contributions to vote whatever way is beneficial to you and your future profits or else you won’t give them anymore money.

And that’s how a Bill, becomes a law.


For those of you who used your wealth and power for no higher purpose than to plunder and pillage the Earth – the reckoning is coming.

And those of you who used the power of our public airwaves to spread lies and hatred, dividing the people among themselves, to serve no other purpose but that of the greedy and powerful – the reckoning is coming.

And especially for those of you who were chosen by the people, under the sacred principles of democratic self governance, to serve us and, instead, used that power and responsibility bestowed upon you against us – the reckoning is coming.

Alfred Hitchcock Presents… The 2010 Elections in Editorial Cartoons w/Poll Closing Times

Crossposted at Daily Kos and The Stars Hollow Gazette

Alfred Hitchcock Presents… The 2010 Elections

Psycho by Clay Bennett,, see the large number of reader comments in the Chattanooga Times Free Press

Cover Letter

How the flying fuck can I write a cover letter based upon the information given by the great resumee shredding goat fuckery of multi-layered temp companies.  You don’t give the company name let alone what they actually make so that would make it like next to impossible to discern if my engineering skills actually might match up.  Minions of fucking Satan these HR dweebs.

This and more, lot’s more shit to watch for as the economy dives and the workplace becomes Gattica world.  Do you have a right to work?  Think again.

Goodnight, Sweethearts.


A singeing cold burned you before I knew it, leaving me rushed to save whatever essence was left of you. The earth saved you, and lo and behold your roots were robust and firm despite the withered tops. Good bye, sweet leaves and flowers that bring me such joy in the spring. Perhaps this year will be better and you will reach your full potential, I will plant you in the Spring before Summer has already blossomed. Oh, the Bishops Children took a beating that way, the bulbs are tiny and fewer; the Cannas and other Dahlias seemed more forgiving.

I made it in time. Sure, there are still leaves to burn, a semi-load of wood to be split to help us survive this winter, but bit by bit I am making wonderful progress in restoring order to my world.

Soon, a sparkle of lights will light my pines through a mystery of snowflakes. The softest rustle making the world clean and bright. The shortest day will come and go, and the light shall return in all its glory to warm the land.

And you will be reborn. Good night, sweethearts, enjoy your rest through the dark and cold, in your carefully labeled bags, written in my son’s still childish scrawl, safe under our home.

Its not so very long a wait.


Life is seasons.

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