We’ve debated and discussed the return to a regular post-holidays world. What to write about? What to discuss?
With the end of the winter holiday season the world now returns to what passes for normal. Today is the first day of the first full work week and we are back to the insanity.
So we debated, and discussed, how to welcome ourselves and the world back to a normal work schedule, with an appropriate article.
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Should we discuss Middle East developments, the war, etc. Nah, too gloomy and too much like a television drama series in reruns. No Middle East discussions for us, today.
Perhaps a series of good belly laughs at the expense of Bill Richardson? Well, we sort of had that celebration yesterday in the comments section.
The unexpected hilarity began during the early afternoon when “S” informed us of the news that “Judas” Bill Richardson had yanked his name and will no longer be the Commerce Secretary nominee.
Soon the “under the bus” jokes began. Calls for resignation and/or impeachment were made. Wbboei, got the call that Mr. Otis Regrets. NewMexicoFan joined in the fun happening in the home state. The laughs were many.
We all joined in the fun at “Judas” Richardson’s and Obama’s expense. Resign or be impeached! we cheered. We explained the Richardson scandal in some detail and posted video of Richardson running away from questions.
So, we did the Richardson story in the comments yesterday, therefore it would be sort of beating a dead horse to post an article on Richardson today. Of course we could have put up a picture of Richardson, dressed as Ralph Kramen of The Honeymooners under his own bus. We could write of the imaginary celebrations at the Clinton household as good Bill, laughed and laughed. But it seemed a little too much. Imaginary Clinton conversations would be too Maureen Dowd. So no Richardson laughs today.
We did consider chortling about tomorrow’s events when Roland Burris tries to sit in the soiled Obama U.S. Senate seat. We started rubbing our hands together in Fitzmas-like anticipation of the circus ready to unfold tomorrow with Dimocrats in starring roles all. But that seemed to us to be licking the dessert. Why anticipate the fun when we can sit back tomorrow and enjoy the sit-com in real time? So, no Illinois Senate Seat corruption article today.
Caroline Kennedy? After yesterday’s New York Times article on how Mrs. Schlossberg has avoided financial disclosure we did not want to appear to be piling on. We’ll have more on Schumer and Scholssberg and Paterson soon enough. No, Caroline did not seem to be the right way to go.
Perhaps a timely reminder to all, at the beginning of the year, that
Obama simply cannot be trusted. Obama cannot be trusted on any issue. Obama cannot be trusted by his friends. Obama cannot be trusted by his enemies. Obama cannot be trusted.
would be appropriate? Well, no, we wanted to give that a rest for one day – it annoys the Hopium addicts so.
We do have several articles almost ready for publication about the economy and the spending spree and bailouts. Maybe an economic article would be the right touch? Nah, the issue is not ripe yet. We’ll have plenty to write about the economic mess soon enough.
What about pointing out that neither Obama – nor the Dimocrats – are ready on Day 1? Would it be too churlish of us to point out that the plans for a Day 1 signing of an economic package fell apart already? Should we quote Steny Hoyer in the House and Harry Reid in the Senate saying “ain’t gonna happen”? Nah, it would be too close to gloating.
What about a fashion item nothing how Michelle Obama’s election night dress reminded us of Mark Rothko paintings? Obama’s flabby pecs and schoolboy caps? Nah, the death of fashion “critic” Mr. Blackwell was not a death we would exploit by stepping onto the fashion turf.
Sidwell friends? Nah.
Fun pictures of dogs or cats? Too cute and not our style.
A catalog of Obama scandals? New Year best wishes and kisses for our “Tony” Rezko? Tim Kaine at DNC? John Kerry not getting an Obama appointment?
Race? Misogyny? Too glum.
Carville’s predictions of more Dimocrat scandals to come? Nah.
The hypocrisy of Al Franken -who was the main internal roadblock to Air America Radio fighting potential election fraud and electronic voting machines after the 2004 election – transforming himself into a big “count every vote” guy now that counting every vote has to do with getting himself a Senate seat? Nah. Maybe at a later date.
Well, what about the lack of vetting or lack of concern about no vetting of Richardson? (We were getting desperate.)
Hillary’s debt reduction events? The Bon-Jovi event or the Biden Pennsylvania event? Nah. Maybe later.
A big tribute and big thanks to our readers and supporters and those who comment? Well, that sounded good. But our readers and supporters and those who comment already know how much we appreciate them. Of course the word “thanks” is always appropriate but then we would have to thank our supporters and readers and those who comment on a daily basis with a huge article every single day telling them how wonderful they are and that might become too redundant.
Then, of course, there are our detractors. Everyday they spend countless hours scouring our website and racking their brains looking for ways to distract us from our tasks. Perhaps we need to explain to them that the new age of Youtube political campaigns means the dirty deeds of campaigns now no longer disappear after election day.
As the burdens of Hopium addiction grow our detractors wish with increasing fervor that we would go away and stop reminding them of their historic mistake in supporting uncritically the Chicago Mess-iah.
Like regretful purchasers of a car that is in fact a “lemon” our detractors just want us to go away. They fear the mess Obama is about to create and they dread the day when we say “We told you so” and finally, finally, they agree with us.
And so we finally decided to be jolly this first full working week of the New Year. We decided to celebrate in song. We decided to sing our love.
We realized that the Hopium addicted will someday be wracked with pain and torments. We want to be there for them. As the Ink Spots (back in 1940) sang in “Maybe”
Maybe you’ll think of me when you are all alone
Maybe the one who is waiting for you
Will prove untrue, then what will you do?
while during this year others might be gloomy, while during this week Dimocrats live in dread and anxiety at being exposed, while others either by circumstance or outlook will be depressed or sad, we choose to smile and laugh and enjoy our few moments on this earth.
For us, no drab colors. We’re Ticked Pink.