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the shoe heard round the world.

Remember that Iraqi reporter who threw his fancy footwear at the (former!) leader of the free world’s head?  Ahh yes, Muntazer al-Zaidi!  That silly prankster!

Now, as you could have gathered from my liberal bleeding heart wimpy sappy Obama obsessed blog,  I wasn’t W’s biggest fan.  But, to quote Austin Powers (and I will NEVER EVER quote it again, by the way.  I promise.), “Who throws a shoe? Honestly?!”

To commemorate the Muntazernator’s horrible aim (or W.’s cat-like reflexes, which no doubt are a result of his frequent cat naps), the Iraqis in Sadaam Hussein’s hometown, Tikrit, have unveiled a six-foot statue of a shoe.  Cool?

Now that is CLASSY.  One and a half tons of pure class with a tree sticking out of it.  Just in case you are dumb like me and can’t read Arabic, the inscription says “Muntazer: fasting until the sword breaks its fast with blood; silent until our mouths speak the truth.”

Ah, now that is poetry.

Muntazer, by the way, is in jail.  He is facing charges of assaulting a visiting head of state.

And please note about the title of this post, I KNOW that you can’t hear a shoe around the world.  I’m only making a nerdy historical reference to “the shot heard round the world”.  It’s a line from a poem written by Emerson about the start of the Revolutionary War.  WOOO LIBERAL ARTS!

[Posted by Kathleen]

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nothing like stone for the holidays.

A few months ago, I ordered myself a Rolling Stone subscription on some sketchy website using my super sweet student discount. I never saw an issue of the magazine, so I figured I had been scammed. Little did I know, the magazines were somehow coming to my home address, so there was a stockpile of them waiting when I arrived in Denver at 3 a.m. last night.

Flight delays are fun, huh? I checked into the airport in DC at 12:30 p.m. and arrived in Denver well over twelve hours later thanks to the clusterfuck that was the Boston airport. Not that I’m really complaining. I had Dave Egger’s What Is the What with me, which provided many hours of distraction along with the perspective check of, “Hey, waiting in a climate-controlled airport with plenty of food and water for half a day is not even remotely bad when compared to walking through the Sudanese desert for months, starving and half-naked.”

In general, I’m just glad I was able to get home last night and didn’t get stuck for a few days. (I’m also glad that I wasn’t in the position of these poor people on a flight out of Denver last night.) Plus, my luggage never left Boston, so I’ve been able to justify not leaving my couch because, you know, I don’t even have any CLOTHES to wear in public.

Which leads me back to my real point: I love Rolling Stone. For starters, I always feel pretty damn cool reading it, a la William Miller in Almost Famous. But I really, erm, read it for the articles. I started with the oldest magazine so I could read them in chronological order (OCD, people. OCD), so I’m back in mid-November reading articles about the election and the bailout. Naomi Klein’s article on the bailout made me veddy veddy angry, and Matt Taibbi’s roundup of his favorite moments on the campaign trail made me even happier to be an elitist liberal. Take this quote, for instance:

“The collapse of the Bush administration left the Republican Party utterly bankrupt of ideological advantage. The Bush era made it impossible to sell the party as fiscally conservative ($10 trillion deficit), militarily superior ($12 billion a month fighting a handful of Arabs in sandals to a blood draw), or even as the party of ‘moral values’ (a raft of Republicans caught offering to suck off strangers in restrooms or texting little boys on the Internet).”

Politically correct, Taibbi is not. But still, GO BARRY.

So if you need me over the next few days, you can find me on my couch, in my high school pajamas, weeping into a Rolling Stone as I watch Extreme Makeover: Home Edition.

[Posted by Mallory]

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just six words and a picture.

Here is the Olympic beach volleyball edition:

Hopefully he’s got the midas touch.

[Posted by Kathleen]

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department of things that are unsurprising.

This just in: our Department of Justice has been compromised. By terrorists? Nope. By political corruption and the antithesis of justice–discrimination. As Stephen Colbert would say, a wag of my finger to you, DOJ. Watch out, folks, I’m about to launch into a political tirade. But what I’m talking about is important and every American should be upset.

A report released by the DOJ’s inspector general and internal ethics office confirms what has been known for quite awhile–that top aides under Alberto Gonzales broke the law by using illegal hiring tactics and discriminating against those deemed to be too left leaning. Basically, if you disagreed with the current administration, you couldn’t get a job. Damn, that sucks, because roughly 70% of America disagrees with Bush right now.

Anyway, Monica Goodling, a top aide, was apparently the mastermind behind this project. She would ask leading questions in interviews to gage the political leanings of potential employees. And if they were not in line with George W. Bush and his cronies, they were not hired. This, of course, resulted in the hiring of some less than qualified candidates. Good job, Monica! That’s exactly what this country needs! Perfect, just perfect. You can read the horror stories for yourself here and here.

In my perfect world, our president would be Jed Bartlet (who is from New Hampshire! Heyyyyy), and the White House would be run by Sam Seaborn, Josh Lyman, CJ Cregg, Leo McGarry, and Toby Ziegler. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, please NetFlix the West Wing seasons 1-4 right now. The other seasons are okay, but those are the glory days (WHY OH WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE, SORKIN?). Anyway, even in my perfect/fictional world run by Democratic politics, Republicans were hired. Because that’s the right thing to do. I’m talking about Ainsley Hayes, kids.

Monica Goodling may seem like Ainsley Hayes–a blonde, Republican lawyer. Except Ainsley Hayes was awesome. And had ethics.

Here is Monica (oh, the irony of this pose):

Here is Ainsley:

I’m obviously idealistic about government, because I’ve witnessed grassroots politics (power from the people) and believe that the intentions of many politicians are good. But this is a let down, and I don’t like it. No matter who has control of the White House and Congress, the Department of Justice should be freed of this shameful politicization. We as Americans–we as the United States–depend on it.

And now, friends, I’m going to go eat my emotions and watch six straight hours of the West Wing on my MacBook. And then, I’m going to do something to work for change.

[Posted by Kathleen]

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sunday morning politicking is my favorite.

In my family, Sunday mornings are for discussing politics, watching CNN, Meet the Press (I MISS YOU, TIM) and other political talk shows. Actually, that’s every day. But Sunday mornings are particularly special. I am currently blogging from my bed and have no intentions of moving, so here is my commentary on a few things I found on the world wide web:

Those who know me know that I get serious birthday depression every year. I wonder how President Bush feels today, on his 62nd birthday. According to White House Press Secretary Dana Perino (oh girl, you are no C.J. Cregg), Bush “dutifully pretended to be surprised” when he was greeted with a chorus of “happy birthday” on Airforce One. I wonder if he “dutifully pretended to be surprised” when they found out there were no weapons of mass destruction, or any other one of the cover-ups that were proven to be deceptive…anyway, everyone deserves to feel free of all the havoc they cause the world on their birthday. So happy birthday to you, W!

The New York Times had a piece today about John McCain that I loved. In fact, the title was a six word memoir, and if I had no journalistic integrity, I would have just taken it for myself. But here it is:

McCain Battles a Nemesis, the Teleprompter.

Haha, how fantastic is that? Here are some of the highlights:

“He managed to limit the mechanical hand chops and weirdly timed smiles that can often punctuate his speeches.”

“I have set before the American people an energy plan, the Lex-eegton Project,” Mr. McCain said, drawing a quick breath and correcting himself. “The Lex-ing-ton Proj-ect,” he said slowly. “The Lexington Project,” he repeated. “Remember that name.”

In a town meeting in Cincinnati the next day, Mr. McCain would again slip up on the name of the Massachusetts town, where, he noted, “Americans asserted their independence once before.” He called it “the Lexiggdon Project” and twice tried to fix his error before flipping the name (“Project Lexington”) in subsequent references.

Oh, NYT, I love you so. Best of luck to you, Johnny. Should you be elected, which you will not be, what will you do during the State of the Union Address? We want Barack’s eloquence-which is exactly what we need as we try to reclaim respect from around the world.

Speaking of Barack, one thing that has been hitting the news circuit is Obama’s policy on religion and the White House. I am going to make no jokes about this because it’s no laughing matter-my boy B and I disagree on this. He wants to have an office of faith based initiatives, and my separation of church and state heathen pagan soul is screaming. Not because I think B will mess things up (he’s a saint), but just because I’m scared the people after him might. I’m all for faith based groups-they do amazing work for our country. But they’ve been doing a good job without having a major role in the executive branch thus far and can continue to do God’s work without one.

Slate.com, which I love, has a new fun function for all the political nerds out there- “Choose your own running mate“. I think I ended up with Evan Bayh. What are your thoughts?

Hmm…what else? Economy still sucks, gas prices are still incredibly high (my graduation money has been depleted. Wahhh.) and we are still at war. Not much to say about that.

Instead of ending on that depressing note, here is a picture to make you feel good:

They are perfect.

[Posted by Kathleen]

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