There’s a fine line between smarmy hypocrisy and bat-shit crazy

We’ve mentioned in the past an animus toward the Republican wingut Congressman from Detroit’s western suburbs, Thaddeus McCotter.

While he touts his supposed deficit hawkishness (to various degrees of failure), his new deficit building initiative is “HAPPY.”

“HAPPY” is proposed to be an annual $3,500 per household deduction for pet expenses.

Now, I love my pets to an extreme, and I certainly respect understand pandering for votes on the backs of a huge special interest group.

However, this kind of political hypocrisy is just . . . a bitch. Get it? Ahhh-hahahahahaha.

Cheers to NPR’s ATC for the lead. Thad’s interview pandering follows:

There Have Been Popes Named Alexander, Y’know

I touched on Ted Kennedy’s human fallibility last week in the wake of his death, and suggested that true Christians — those who don’t let their politics get in their way of their “faith” — would forgive the man in death for his human failings while on Earth.

Well, it turns out the Senator was thinking along those lines, too, by way of a letter to the Pope seeking forgiveness, which was hand-delivered by his President.

And the Pope, it turns out, forgave him.

So, Winguts: what’s your excuse now?

If only for his actions Tuesday, Rep. Peter King’s place in Hell is secure

So, who would you rather hang out with?

The friend described here by the nice, well-known, “normal” white actress?

Or the father described here?

Or this horrible man weasel, talking about the never-convicted man above on the day of his funeral?

Carrie Prejean: So Much Heat and Blather, So Little Light and Insight

I’m a bit late to the party — for reasons to be discussed later…. always later – but having had a friend successful in the pageant business, one thought has been nagging me about Carrie Prejean.

She has convinced herself and her new, nudity-tolerant Wingnut followers that she lost the Miss USA pageant because of the substance of her answer. But there were eleven judges other than Perez Hilton, and the one thing that struck me when the question was asked — yes, we were watching — was that she was horrible in how she answered the question. She looked totally unprepared for the question. For a refresher, I refer you back to my noticing a master at work — VPILF Sarah Palin – during the campaign.

For God’s sake, you have to be in the Top 5 before the pageant even asks you to do anything other than look hot, and they do deserve re-assurance that you can handle a question in front of cameras and an audience

I sensed things were going to go bad fairly quickly, and on my Twitter in real time. Keith Olbermann had his take this week, which includes the pageant video:

Now, simply Googling “answer pageant questions” gets you this result, including these links to how-to tips here, here and here.

It’s like when you fail a quiz you know that’s coming, and then blame the quiz for existing.

Like I first said about her “opposite marriage” concept: oy.

If you had bet the over on my "Indict Bushies" line, you’d have lost

On Inauguration Day, I gave the over/under on when members of the Bush administration would begin to be held accountable for possible war crimes committed during their “War on Terror.” Thanks to a spunky Spanish prosecutor, my 24 month prediction didn’t even make it to three months.

This should be interesting to watch, especially how all those teabaggin’ rule of law while pardoning Scooter Libby types react.

In the meantime, Darth Cheney reflects fondly on Spring Break at Gitmo:

If you don’t know what you’re saying, how can you argue policy?

My apologies for not being around around lately. Much work to do (thankfully! thank you clients!), end of the semester (had to write the final), and some other projects I’m trying to get off the ground (here’s a taste, it’s a surprise: http://bit.ly/BDSFI). But my love for words compelled me to discuss the following with you.

To those persons using the word “teabagging” as shorthand for their wingnut-sponsored festivities tomorrow and beyond: if you are unable to hear the national snickering occurring behind your back because of its long-established pop culture meaning, to not even question why, how on earth can you possibly be taken seriously?

If you really do not know the underlying meaning of the word, you can check out the ridiculously crass (yet smartly insightful) Rude Pundit for guidance, or try to catch the inferences in the following:

He Would be a Good Sportsman, but Could Gandhi Crash the Boards?

Perhaps you’ve heard about the Texas girls basketball team that won a game 100-0, and was hooting and hollering while doing it. Well, after thinking it was all good, and with some people agreeing, the coach’s been fired after defending the victory.

The winning offending team was from Dallas Covenant, which apparently is a Christian school. Which allows me to share one of my favorite quotes, by Mahatma Gandhi:

“I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.”

"This Week" v. "Meet the Press": May the Best Hair Win

With Barack on “This Week” this morning I thought I’d give George Stephanopolous’ show a try. Pretty good job, but when George appears to have more gravitas than “Malibu” David Gregory, it only confirms the general suspicion that television news is lighter than air.

Two thoughts, though:

1. The Roundtable consisted of semi-liberal Tom Friedman, George Will, Newt Gingrich and Peggy Noonan. So much for this edition of the liberal MSM.

2. Checking out the panel video, I wondered: does Peggy Noonan take some sort of sedative to take the edge of her grace-infused political evil?

Vampires Are Really Popular Right Now, So Ann Coulter Rises from the Dead to Profit

Time to break out the cross, garlic and sunshine: Ann Coulter is arising from the dead starting a new book tour.

Her horrific, hateful political track record speaks for itself. But in terms of questioning anyone’s fashion sense, let along Michelle Obama’s, Ol’ Wire Jaw seems to be in no position to do that when she dresses like she’s on a 24-7 walk of shame.

When Lives Are In the Balance, It’s Preferable to Avoid Taking a Mulligan

Not to question whether Prezdent Dubya would ever violate the Constitution — ahhhh-hahahahahahaha — but I don’t see anything in the document that allows him to, ummm, undo a pardon.

Yet again, our president acts like a frat boy looking for an extension on his paper.