May 19, 2004


It's like crack with the days off for me. I just wind up wanting more, more, more. Meanwhile, have some links:

  • You know what we really should have done with Iraq? We should have pushed for greater U.N. involvement. You know, tried harder to get France and Russia on board. It would have been really invaluable to have the kind of necessary legitimacy the U.N. presence confers.

  • When the whiskey meets the vodka, God help us all. That's all I'm saying.

  • Look, people, quit depriving Jesus of his share of the gross. It isn't nice.

  • Yes, that's what the world needs: ragingly potent Vikings.

  • There are way, way, way too many possibilities with a headline as delicious as "EU Has No Place As Global Policeman," so get to work on some. I'll start:

    . . . Where by "place," we mean "competency."
    . . . Besides, it's time we looked after our own backyard for a change--ha! Ha! Now where's that cheese course?
    . . . Suggested E.U. Motto: Know Thyself, Know Thy Limitations.
    . . . But if we were going to get into the global policing business--hey, why are you laughing?
    . . . U.S. to E.U.: We'll take it from here, thanks.
  • No, of course I don't think we should be doing this sort of thing to Iraqis working for NBC. I think we should be doing it to Dan Rather. Wrong country, wrong network.

  • Can it be? Has France discovered the relationship between work and money?

  • "Why Israel Disbelieves Arafat." I'm going to go out on a limb here and say it's because Arafat's a fucking liar. Doesn't mean you shouldn't check the op-ed out anyway, though.

  • It's that whole "'eeny, meeny, miney mo' is racist" thing again. For the record, I did not know the original version of the rhyme until anti-racist activists pointed it out. So far as I ever knew, it was always, "catch a tiger by his toe." Anyway, watch what you're doing with those ice cream ads, Brits!

  • "And polio?--That was his deal too. What? Yeah, he wants you to think that's when he was born, but don't believe it. Those Skull and Bones guys, they make some freaky deals with the man below, you know what I'm sayin'? God, and the dust mites. Dust mites are eating away at the economic opportunity of American families and you know why he doesn't do anything about it? That's right: Also his bag. You can trace the little buggers right back to him. Oh, he may not have much for brains, but he sure does have friends in low places . . . ."

    Posted by Ilyka at May 19, 2004 06:13 PM in news
  • Comments

    "ragingly potent"

    I like it! That one's a keeper.

    That crazy shit in France will never pass. There's no way that Pierre is going to sacrifice 5 hours a week just to keep afloat a government that is supposed to be supporting him in the first place.

    Posted by: Jim at May 19, 2004 06:27 PM

    Hey Ilyka,

    Didja know that the actual "eenie, meenie" bit of the rhyme is thought to date to a counting system used in pre-celtic britain?

    Posted by: Bravo Romeo Delta at May 20, 2004 01:10 AM

    Good lord. You could have gotten more than a half-dozen postings out of that. Let me teach ya some time, girlfriend, how to make those "recently updated" blogrolls ping your name like crazy without working hard at all....

    Posted by: Dean Esmay at May 20, 2004 12:33 PM