Pelosi, still digging in her heels to protect the fascists

Kucinich is going forward with impeachment, and I can’t argue with that. My support for Truth & Reconciliation stems solely from my belief that Speaker Pelosi would rather have her tits flattened paper thin by a washtub wringer than risk backing into the presidency after a pair of much needed impeachments.

Conyers wants a special counsel to check into the shameful events surrounding Maher Arar’s torture in Syria, Karl Rove refuses to honor a Congressional subpoena (based on the lifelong immunity granted to former White House staff), we’re still holding an AP cameraman for the sin of filming a dead American soldier, Bush cynically misquotes Thomas Jefferson, and a Cheney clone is being shoved into a job for which he has no apparent qualifications other than a willingness to give the telecomms all they want.

I think it’s time for the Democrats to remove Pelosi as Speaker of the House. To this day Norwegians hate Vidkun Quisling as much or more than Hitler, and I think that logic applies to this situation as well. The DLC has turned into some kind of bizarre pro-Jewish Nasjonal Samling, a Schneerson-less cult of personality centered around Dick Cheney’s colostomy bag.

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After a drought, two new posts from Sara Robinson: one on infrastructure, the other on Hillary Clinton’s campaign. 

I’m not insensitive to the importance of Hillary Clinton to many feminists, I just disagree with their victimhood. Somewhere along the line they got to thinking that men do alright because we look like the president, and have the same plumbing. But if you say that to my face, I’ll knock you on your ass.

How insulting is it to be told that you should feel fulfilled because fellow white males George W. Bush, Bill Clinton, George H.W. Bush, Ronald Reagan, etc. have all held the presidency? The closest I can come to this bizarre notion of plumbing pride is to take satisfaction from the fact that our greatest president, Abraham Lincoln, was a manic depressive, just like me.

Skin color and gender are shabby substitutes for the real shit: wealth, class and privilege. Whether you piss sitting down or standing up machts nichts in our brave new world of disposable funnels for urinal-using women, and movies like Schmidt where even guy’s guy Jack Nicholson sits down to pee.

Dickheaded plumbing partisans: my Cunts for the Day.

And no, that’s not a shot at Hillary and certainly not a shot at the ever-perceptive Sara, just a peeved observation about some of Hillary’s less cogent, gender-obsessed supporters, none of whom seem to give a shit that Nancy Pelosi is currently refusing to be our first woman President, a position she is fully entitled to by law and because of Bush-Cheney’s betrayal of our Constitution.

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A curious document at Harper’s: an actual management bulletin from the head of U-Haul circa 1976. A brilliant catch as this memo outlines the Bush administration strategy for responding to legal interrogatives.

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More Disch appreciations from Vick, and a truly inspired bit of sleuthing from Cheek.

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Disgraced and imprisoned Minneapolis City Councilman Dean Zimmerman is home, but none of the questions about his “crime” or the timing of the FBI investigation have been resolved.

Given what we now know about Bush’s DOJ, it seems possible that Zimmerman was just a low rent version of the Bob Siegelman fuck and jive.

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A nation of whiners, cont.

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A good catch by Mick: the Boston Globe publishes a help wanted tutorial that seems to think that new teachers need $800 interview outfits.

Again, the perception of class is thought to count for more than plumbing when it comes to job hunting in Capitalist Amerika. Ironically, teaching is a women-dominated profession, and wardrobing is less important to getting a job than the basic need to have a clue.

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Amigo? More adventures abroad from our First ‘Tard.

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