At some point, Hannity’s rabid defense of Moore is going to start feeling like the birds of a feather business, and that point may be sooner rather than later.
At some point, Hannity’s rabid defense of Moore is going to start feeling like the birds of a feather business, and that point may be sooner rather than later.
Damn good book.
Damn good book.
Stars & Stripes Forever. It’s catchy and has no lyrics that I know of. (And if you tell me what they are, I promise to forget them instantly.)
Well, there are over 30,000 people killed by firearms in the US each year. How much are those lives worth?
“Off themselves?” How is it, living all alone in a bad Charles Bronson movie? That you have to distance yourself from reality speaks volumes.
And large parts of Eastern Tennessee...
Well, if the south had all those strikes against them, maybe they shouldn’t have been so dumbass-stupid as to start the war?
Actually, Lee and Hannibal both have one interesting trait in common: neither of them had any real strategy for winning their war other than their opponent giving up. Any of the chief reasons they both lost.
Lee’s strength was in counterpunching while keeping his army in a chiefly defensive configuration, a tactic that worked well in an era where defensive firepower was far more than the equal of offensive tactics. However, he had NO concept of strategy or supply, meaning that he had no plan for winning the war except for…
The statistics are grim, but this concept and its execution are beyond brilliant.
I shouldn’t be the last person to buy into a pyramid scheme? Amazing. Maybe I should put those five hundred warehouses of tulips on the market...
Because there’s always a cop who thinks he’s the next Joseph Wambaugh, that his life story would make a great tv show — maybe starring himself as himself! — and that puts him right in the hip pocket of a user like Weinstein.
This list of pain and visitors to the doctor scarily reminds me of the hard road David Wright of the Mets has been dealing with for what seems like forever. Hope Luck’s medical ordeal turns out better.
I’m sure it’s only a rumor that Zombie Billy Martin was spotted this morning on the Cross-Bronx Expressway. Just a rumor.
It’s a Yankee tradition to fire a manager for anything other than absolute victory; they fired Casey and Yogi after World Series losses.
And upon Her blog, God was quoted as saying, “Ya know, Billy boy, things happen. Accidents, I mean. Things break. Fires. Things, ya know, get lost. And break. That’s why we got insurance. You’re paid up, aren’t you, Billy boy?”
Wonderful interview. Thank you!
I’m in no way sympathizing for O’Reilly, who is scum, but it’s got to be, uh, “interesting” to spend several decades living as a god on earth, with every single person you know sucking up to you and deferring to you and praising you and defending you and giving you your way in every way and in every thing — and then…
In a word, no. That couldn’t be.
Yeah, pretty much. :)