The highest court in Iraq has upheld the death sentence of former dictator Saddam Hussein, who must now, they said, be hanged within 30 days (they pegged him for the killing 148 Shiites in Dujail as reprisal for an assassination attempt).
Iraq's high court laughed Saddam Hussein's appeal out the door and said the former dictator must be hanged within 30 days for ordering the killing of scores of Shiite Muslims in 1982.
"From tomorrow, any day could be the day," the chief judge said. Meanwhile, it was just another day in Iraq, with 54 Iraqis killed in bombings, the police discovering 50 more bodies killed in "sectarian reprisal killings." The U.S. announced the deaths of seven American soldiers.
There are reports the hangings of Saddam, and the three other defendants (including Saddam's half-brother) will be televised. I bet The President, who hailed the sentences being upheld, is looking forward to the hangings being beamed into every classroom in the U.S.A.
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Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Monday, December 25, 2006
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Track Santa's flight today and tonight on NORAD
You can track the flight of Santa, and Rudolph, Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen. . .by going right here, to Norad.
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Scrooge!
If you get a chance today or tomorrow, listen to Lord Buckley's version of Scrooge. I am including the text of the performance here. Lord Buckley was an amazing Beat-era writer and performer who greatly influenced a lot ot later comedians and authors. This is transcribed from his performance (which is worth buying...a few Buckley CDs are still in print). You can probably find the MP3 on iTunes, etc., if you scrounge around enough, or if you use a music file sharing program. If not, you could just buy it:
World Pacific Studios, 1960. Released with "Maharajah" as side two of World Pacific WP-1849
Bad Rapping of the Marquis de Sade, CD released in 1996 World Pacific, CPD 7243 8 52676 2 8
Lord Buckley Live: The Tales of Lord Buckley, Shambala Lion Editions, SLE 20, released 1991
It's not Christmas until I've heard Scrooge by Lord Buckley (and Sunb Ra's "It's Christmastime").
Scrooge
by Lord Buckley
"Yes, me, I'm Scrooge and I got all Marley's barley, and I'm the baddest cat in all dis world. I been studyin' all my life how to Scrooge people, and I guarantee I done some fine work in dat direction.
"Cratchit!"
"Yes, sir."
"You busy?"
"I shorely is, sir."
"See dat you keep busy. Don't want no danglin' wanglin' around here. Keep everybody tight. And tell dem two cats come in here want to get some money I ain't givin' no money away. Dey messin' wit Scrooge. I'm takin' it in. I ain't puttin' it out. Issat clear?"
"Yes, sir."
"Well, keep it clear. People comin' around here wantin' my gold dat's all, tryin' to pry into my vault. Every time I turn around somebody's tryin' to snap... "
"Tell my nephew I don't want to have no dinner wid him an' if he never comes in here again dat'll be too soon."
"I'll tell de cat."
"See dat ya do.
"I don't understand dese people who are after my gold. I close up dis here place and den dey ... What, what? Yeah, let me tell you somethin else - You think that you gonna get off Christmas day?"
"Well I was hopin', sir, dat you'd let me knock off just a little while for Christmas Eve cause I want to go home and cool da goose."
"Well if you gonna get off Christmas Eve you gonna have to work aaalllll day Christmas. You hear me?"
"I hear ya, sir. I'm wid it."
"Well I guess I'll go on home here."
So Scrooge takes off and he cuts on down the street. And the snow's blowin' and da winds is wooooooooin', and Scrooge is goin' along in his loose soul and his loose clothes and his hard cash box and his big money mind goin' on in his wig and he ding ding ding up da stairs and he open his door and he gets inside and he puts a double lock on da door cause he a little bugged tonight. He bein' sayin' "Humbug" so long, "Humbug dis," an' "Humbug dat," he done give himself a natural Humbug. He's got da bug hummin' in him, see. So he double-lock da door.
And he sit dere and all of a sudden dere's an old bell layin' over dere in the corner and da bell goes, ding-ding-ding-ding" and Scrooge say, "Whassat?" Dang- dong. "Whassat?" Bell started ringin' "DING DONG DOONG DOONG" Pretty soon all da bells all over the house started ringin' "Ding Ding Dang Dang Dong Ring Dong Boom Boom, Ding dong, Boom boom"
And he hear somethin' like some chain cats are pullin' all da chains from the chains of time up the hill 'a strife ringing' and dinglin' wid his whole head ringin' and dingin' wid dem chains. And bloooop! In come a cat, da wildest lookin' cat ya ever see in his life. Real gone cat.
And Scrooge does a real wild take "I know who dat stud is - dat's Marley! I know dat's Marley! What's he doin' here? Say, Marley?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Man, you sure chained up dere, man, you got chainsville all over you dere!"
"Well, I put em on myself, dat's da way I lived it. I chained myself. I hung myself up wid all dese chains, you know, bein' parsimonious, ya understand what I mean? I can't get 'em off now. I been luggin' dese chains all over da country for the past seven years."
"Dat's a long time. What's you want wit me dere, Marley Marley? cause I got your barley."
"I don't mess wid no barley no more. I wish I'd given it all away when I had it and I'm gonna tell you somethin' else, too, I'm a spook, you know dat."
"You tellin' me. I know dat. You a spook, man, an' I wanna get straight."
"I'm gonna tell you somethin else, too, Mr. Scroogie Scrooge, Dere gonna be three more gas lightin' spooks comin' in to see you."
"Three more gas lightin' spooks. Say, one spook's enough. Can't I have 'em all at one time?"
"No. Dey comin' one at a time. First one be eleven, next one be twelve, next one'll be one."
"Man, if I had known this..."
"Tell you what. You dig, Scrooge, it's what you puttin' down. You been a real sorry cat all dis time. You gonna be gassed now by dese spooks."
"Well, dey say if I gotta be gassed.. Ain't gonna cost me no money, is it?"
"Cost you more 'n dat, Scrooge."
"Dey ain't no more den money!"
"You find out."
Brrrrt. And Marley split.
And old Scrooge is sittin' dere sweatin' and dinglin' danglin'. And all of a sudden, man, he hears some crazy wild kind of a thing goin' on. He don't know just what it is and all of a sudden . . .
Boom
Here comes a great big fat spook, look like takes a hundred and seventy wings lift him off over da house top and he's got de old beat up cat and spandly legs, and strangly arms and pedicured eyes, and a whole out of his skull wiggin' up a storm and he looks at old Scrooge and he says...
Scrooge is standin' dere in the corner he feel like a disrupted small disregarded and unclaimed white mice midget-style, he's sittin' over dere.
And dis spook say, "Come wid me 'cause I is The Ghost of da Christmas Past!"
And Scrooge say, "Do I hafta?"
Say, "You certainly do!"
And he got on the ghost's wing and - brrt - they took off.
And he's flyin' old Scrooge over da top of da mountain da wind is blowin', da wind is partin' his way, and he's lookin' down, and seein' all dese crazy scenes goin' on.
Zoom!
He goes over a few more miles Takes him down to a sun-lit pasture. And da sun-lit pasture's full of children, and de're singin' and dancin' and lovin' and goin' and swingin' and Scrooge say, "Look, look, look! Dat's me down dere!"
"Yeah, dat's you, dat's you."
"I look pretty good"
"Yeah but ya don't look good now,"
He say, "I wanna hip you gotta get yourself ?
Zoom!
He takes him over to another place and he shows him a pretty little chick got dimples, three dimples on each chin, and she got three little dimpled children, and the next little dimple on da way, and dere's a real swingin' cat around there, and it's a happy time, looks like seventeen carnivals takin' off. An' Scrooge look at dis chick and say, "I remember dat chick. I could 'a married her once."
"Yeah, you coulda if you wasn't so tight wid your purse. You all was thinkin' about yourself, dat's what happened." Say, "Let me hip you further, Mister Scrooge, Let me tell you one thing: you better get everything straight that you wanna and you better straighten up."
"An' take me home."
"Yeah, I will."
Brrrrm Boom
And he's home again.
"So man, that was a shaker. This whole thing, this whole thing is shakin' me up pretty bad." He say, "I want to tell you right now . . . "
Boom!
Here comes another big spook. Ooooohhhh He's a wild lookin' spook. He's a crazy lookin' spook. He's a far-out spook, he's a gas-light spook. He's got a gas light right on the top of his wig goin' around like one of them pilot lights in a light house and he's there gassin' up the whole scene.
He say "Come with me. I'm The Ghost of Christmas Present"
And Scrooge look around and sees the joint is loaded with apples and bananas and oranges and, and credalies and acralonchs and ripalips all kinds of crazy wild grapes and crazy Chistmas scenes and nuts and candy.
And he say, "Come wid me."
Brrrrrttt. Done took off again.
He said "I am The Ghost of Christmas Present." He say, "I'm gonna show you what's goin' on in dis world and how to dig Christmas and how to all enjoy."
And he took him up to a little old outcast. And there sittin on a small beat-up rock was two studs chompin' up on a can 'a beans singin', "Merry Christmas widch you, Merry Christmas widch you. Merry Christmas to the whole world" And so on and so forth.
And he showin' him the people jumpin' for joy, see how the cats that ain't got nothin' got somethin' anyway, and they're all jumpin' for joy singin' "Merry Christmas," and da bells is ringin'. Now you get yourself straight and see how things is ....
So they fly over da Cratchit's place, there little old Tiny Tim, He's sittin' over in the corner crochetin' a little crazy scene, fiddlin' around, ya know what I mean? An carryin' on, see, and they are all talkin' about this here goose, and dey look down here and this little goose about the size of a beat up retarded sparrow, and everybody's ooohin' and aahhhin' all over dis goose, and day sayin' when are we gonna spread it, and Tiny Tim say, "God bless everyone, and even up to and including Scroogy Scrooge. God bless everyone!" That's what Tiny Tim say.
And old Scrooge got red-eyed.
Brrrrt .
Took 'im back again. Sound like the whole side 'a the buildin' open up and in come a long angular spook seventeen gas lights and stove pipes hung together with jingle jangle bells all over Scrooge takes a look at this cat, Says, "Do I have to go with you?"
He says, "You certainly do, 'cause I'm The Ghost of Christmas Future."
He say, "Come wid me."
Say, "Where we goin'?"
"None 'o your business!"
He takes old Scrooge they cut off flyin' around the moonlight is shinin' down. Booom!
They're in the grave-yard. Oooh a wild OOOOoooohhhh crazy spooky graveyard and Scrooge is walkin' around and finally something stepped out at him like he was struck with the force of his eye lids, some sort of an electronic pitchfork, and he reads on one of them billboards in that grave-yard, it say, "Dis is Scrooge, the baddest cat that ever lived. He don't have nothin' he ain't got nothin' and he ain't got nothin now."
Period.
And Scrooge looked at it and . . . They're going to another place, and there's a cat say "You goin' to the funeral?" and he say, "Not me, man, I wouldn't go near that cat, dead or alive. They couldn't pay me to get near that cat." Say, "What cat is that?" And suddenly Scrooge is takin' in the coffin factory and seeing all these coffins layin' around, and see one coffin, all the rest of 'em got flowers around 'n 'dis poor little coffin got nothin on it but just some pinewood boards an' old Scrooge look up and over and he's lookin' at this and that and look all away 'cause he knows who is in dat coffin.
Zooooommmm.
He's swings on back again and the ghost puts him down and old Scrooge is shakin' and shiverin' and he finally falls into a real wild, crazy miser's coma. And he falls out for how long he don't know when and he wakes up and Mornin'!
Aaaaahh, the sun was shinin' on the glorious snow and old Scrooge is feelin' so groovey 'n so wired and he tip tip tip tip tip toes over to the window. He open the window, see a little cat, he say, "Hey, boy."
"Yes, sir."
"You know that great big giant king-size bird down in Doodley's window?"
"You mean the prize bird?"
"No," he say, "I mean that great big king-size bird." "Go get that bird. Here's a twenty."
He knocks a twenty on him. "Go get dat bird. And here's ten more for a cab, an here's five dollar for your sister, and here's twenty-two-fifty for your uncle's new bicycle. Tell anyone who wants anything, 'See Scrooge.' I'm flyin' this here Christmas. I want to see Cratchit swing out with a great big swingin' happy dinner. I'm wid it all da way!"
An' old Scrooge get dressed and he's walkin' down the street, and Ding Dong, Ding Dong Ding, the bells is ringin'. Scrooge got a big smile on his face, and people he's seen for twenty years never said hello,sayin' "Good morning, Mr. Scrooge."
"What you say, Baby?"
An' he carryin' on, carryin' on, happy as the day is long.
And he finally fell into old Bob Cratchit's place and he's got Christmas toys and Christmas joys and Christmas presents for everybody. And they'd just opened the goose, and then little Tiny Tim see him comin', he say, "God bless Mr. Scrooge. He done did the turn about. He's the Lord's boy today."
And that's the story of Scrooge. You can get wid it if you want to. There's only one way straight to the Road of Love.
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World Pacific Studios, 1960. Released with "Maharajah" as side two of World Pacific WP-1849
Bad Rapping of the Marquis de Sade, CD released in 1996 World Pacific, CPD 7243 8 52676 2 8
Lord Buckley Live: The Tales of Lord Buckley, Shambala Lion Editions, SLE 20, released 1991
It's not Christmas until I've heard Scrooge by Lord Buckley (and Sunb Ra's "It's Christmastime").
Scrooge
by Lord Buckley
"Yes, me, I'm Scrooge and I got all Marley's barley, and I'm the baddest cat in all dis world. I been studyin' all my life how to Scrooge people, and I guarantee I done some fine work in dat direction.
"Cratchit!"
"Yes, sir."
"You busy?"
"I shorely is, sir."
"See dat you keep busy. Don't want no danglin' wanglin' around here. Keep everybody tight. And tell dem two cats come in here want to get some money I ain't givin' no money away. Dey messin' wit Scrooge. I'm takin' it in. I ain't puttin' it out. Issat clear?"
"Yes, sir."
"Well, keep it clear. People comin' around here wantin' my gold dat's all, tryin' to pry into my vault. Every time I turn around somebody's tryin' to snap... "
"Tell my nephew I don't want to have no dinner wid him an' if he never comes in here again dat'll be too soon."
"I'll tell de cat."
"See dat ya do.
"I don't understand dese people who are after my gold. I close up dis here place and den dey ... What, what? Yeah, let me tell you somethin else - You think that you gonna get off Christmas day?"
"Well I was hopin', sir, dat you'd let me knock off just a little while for Christmas Eve cause I want to go home and cool da goose."
"Well if you gonna get off Christmas Eve you gonna have to work aaalllll day Christmas. You hear me?"
"I hear ya, sir. I'm wid it."
"Well I guess I'll go on home here."
So Scrooge takes off and he cuts on down the street. And the snow's blowin' and da winds is wooooooooin', and Scrooge is goin' along in his loose soul and his loose clothes and his hard cash box and his big money mind goin' on in his wig and he ding ding ding up da stairs and he open his door and he gets inside and he puts a double lock on da door cause he a little bugged tonight. He bein' sayin' "Humbug" so long, "Humbug dis," an' "Humbug dat," he done give himself a natural Humbug. He's got da bug hummin' in him, see. So he double-lock da door.
And he sit dere and all of a sudden dere's an old bell layin' over dere in the corner and da bell goes, ding-ding-ding-ding" and Scrooge say, "Whassat?" Dang- dong. "Whassat?" Bell started ringin' "DING DONG DOONG DOONG" Pretty soon all da bells all over the house started ringin' "Ding Ding Dang Dang Dong Ring Dong Boom Boom, Ding dong, Boom boom"
And he hear somethin' like some chain cats are pullin' all da chains from the chains of time up the hill 'a strife ringing' and dinglin' wid his whole head ringin' and dingin' wid dem chains. And bloooop! In come a cat, da wildest lookin' cat ya ever see in his life. Real gone cat.
And Scrooge does a real wild take "I know who dat stud is - dat's Marley! I know dat's Marley! What's he doin' here? Say, Marley?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Man, you sure chained up dere, man, you got chainsville all over you dere!"
"Well, I put em on myself, dat's da way I lived it. I chained myself. I hung myself up wid all dese chains, you know, bein' parsimonious, ya understand what I mean? I can't get 'em off now. I been luggin' dese chains all over da country for the past seven years."
"Dat's a long time. What's you want wit me dere, Marley Marley? cause I got your barley."
"I don't mess wid no barley no more. I wish I'd given it all away when I had it and I'm gonna tell you somethin' else, too, I'm a spook, you know dat."
"You tellin' me. I know dat. You a spook, man, an' I wanna get straight."
"I'm gonna tell you somethin else, too, Mr. Scroogie Scrooge, Dere gonna be three more gas lightin' spooks comin' in to see you."
"Three more gas lightin' spooks. Say, one spook's enough. Can't I have 'em all at one time?"
"No. Dey comin' one at a time. First one be eleven, next one be twelve, next one'll be one."
"Man, if I had known this..."
"Tell you what. You dig, Scrooge, it's what you puttin' down. You been a real sorry cat all dis time. You gonna be gassed now by dese spooks."
"Well, dey say if I gotta be gassed.. Ain't gonna cost me no money, is it?"
"Cost you more 'n dat, Scrooge."
"Dey ain't no more den money!"
"You find out."
Brrrrt. And Marley split.
And old Scrooge is sittin' dere sweatin' and dinglin' danglin'. And all of a sudden, man, he hears some crazy wild kind of a thing goin' on. He don't know just what it is and all of a sudden . . .
Boom
Here comes a great big fat spook, look like takes a hundred and seventy wings lift him off over da house top and he's got de old beat up cat and spandly legs, and strangly arms and pedicured eyes, and a whole out of his skull wiggin' up a storm and he looks at old Scrooge and he says...
Scrooge is standin' dere in the corner he feel like a disrupted small disregarded and unclaimed white mice midget-style, he's sittin' over dere.
And dis spook say, "Come wid me 'cause I is The Ghost of da Christmas Past!"
And Scrooge say, "Do I hafta?"
Say, "You certainly do!"
And he got on the ghost's wing and - brrt - they took off.
And he's flyin' old Scrooge over da top of da mountain da wind is blowin', da wind is partin' his way, and he's lookin' down, and seein' all dese crazy scenes goin' on.
Zoom!
He goes over a few more miles Takes him down to a sun-lit pasture. And da sun-lit pasture's full of children, and de're singin' and dancin' and lovin' and goin' and swingin' and Scrooge say, "Look, look, look! Dat's me down dere!"
"Yeah, dat's you, dat's you."
"I look pretty good"
"Yeah but ya don't look good now,"
He say, "I wanna hip you gotta get yourself ?
Zoom!
He takes him over to another place and he shows him a pretty little chick got dimples, three dimples on each chin, and she got three little dimpled children, and the next little dimple on da way, and dere's a real swingin' cat around there, and it's a happy time, looks like seventeen carnivals takin' off. An' Scrooge look at dis chick and say, "I remember dat chick. I could 'a married her once."
"Yeah, you coulda if you wasn't so tight wid your purse. You all was thinkin' about yourself, dat's what happened." Say, "Let me hip you further, Mister Scrooge, Let me tell you one thing: you better get everything straight that you wanna and you better straighten up."
"An' take me home."
"Yeah, I will."
Brrrrm Boom
And he's home again.
"So man, that was a shaker. This whole thing, this whole thing is shakin' me up pretty bad." He say, "I want to tell you right now . . . "
Boom!
Here comes another big spook. Ooooohhhh He's a wild lookin' spook. He's a crazy lookin' spook. He's a far-out spook, he's a gas-light spook. He's got a gas light right on the top of his wig goin' around like one of them pilot lights in a light house and he's there gassin' up the whole scene.
He say "Come with me. I'm The Ghost of Christmas Present"
And Scrooge look around and sees the joint is loaded with apples and bananas and oranges and, and credalies and acralonchs and ripalips all kinds of crazy wild grapes and crazy Chistmas scenes and nuts and candy.
And he say, "Come wid me."
Brrrrrttt. Done took off again.
He said "I am The Ghost of Christmas Present." He say, "I'm gonna show you what's goin' on in dis world and how to dig Christmas and how to all enjoy."
And he took him up to a little old outcast. And there sittin on a small beat-up rock was two studs chompin' up on a can 'a beans singin', "Merry Christmas widch you, Merry Christmas widch you. Merry Christmas to the whole world" And so on and so forth.
And he showin' him the people jumpin' for joy, see how the cats that ain't got nothin' got somethin' anyway, and they're all jumpin' for joy singin' "Merry Christmas," and da bells is ringin'. Now you get yourself straight and see how things is ....
So they fly over da Cratchit's place, there little old Tiny Tim, He's sittin' over in the corner crochetin' a little crazy scene, fiddlin' around, ya know what I mean? An carryin' on, see, and they are all talkin' about this here goose, and dey look down here and this little goose about the size of a beat up retarded sparrow, and everybody's ooohin' and aahhhin' all over dis goose, and day sayin' when are we gonna spread it, and Tiny Tim say, "God bless everyone, and even up to and including Scroogy Scrooge. God bless everyone!" That's what Tiny Tim say.
And old Scrooge got red-eyed.
Brrrrt .
Took 'im back again. Sound like the whole side 'a the buildin' open up and in come a long angular spook seventeen gas lights and stove pipes hung together with jingle jangle bells all over Scrooge takes a look at this cat, Says, "Do I have to go with you?"
He says, "You certainly do, 'cause I'm The Ghost of Christmas Future."
He say, "Come wid me."
Say, "Where we goin'?"
"None 'o your business!"
He takes old Scrooge they cut off flyin' around the moonlight is shinin' down. Booom!
They're in the grave-yard. Oooh a wild OOOOoooohhhh crazy spooky graveyard and Scrooge is walkin' around and finally something stepped out at him like he was struck with the force of his eye lids, some sort of an electronic pitchfork, and he reads on one of them billboards in that grave-yard, it say, "Dis is Scrooge, the baddest cat that ever lived. He don't have nothin' he ain't got nothin' and he ain't got nothin now."
Period.
And Scrooge looked at it and . . . They're going to another place, and there's a cat say "You goin' to the funeral?" and he say, "Not me, man, I wouldn't go near that cat, dead or alive. They couldn't pay me to get near that cat." Say, "What cat is that?" And suddenly Scrooge is takin' in the coffin factory and seeing all these coffins layin' around, and see one coffin, all the rest of 'em got flowers around 'n 'dis poor little coffin got nothin on it but just some pinewood boards an' old Scrooge look up and over and he's lookin' at this and that and look all away 'cause he knows who is in dat coffin.
Zooooommmm.
He's swings on back again and the ghost puts him down and old Scrooge is shakin' and shiverin' and he finally falls into a real wild, crazy miser's coma. And he falls out for how long he don't know when and he wakes up and Mornin'!
Aaaaahh, the sun was shinin' on the glorious snow and old Scrooge is feelin' so groovey 'n so wired and he tip tip tip tip tip toes over to the window. He open the window, see a little cat, he say, "Hey, boy."
"Yes, sir."
"You know that great big giant king-size bird down in Doodley's window?"
"You mean the prize bird?"
"No," he say, "I mean that great big king-size bird." "Go get that bird. Here's a twenty."
He knocks a twenty on him. "Go get dat bird. And here's ten more for a cab, an here's five dollar for your sister, and here's twenty-two-fifty for your uncle's new bicycle. Tell anyone who wants anything, 'See Scrooge.' I'm flyin' this here Christmas. I want to see Cratchit swing out with a great big swingin' happy dinner. I'm wid it all da way!"
An' old Scrooge get dressed and he's walkin' down the street, and Ding Dong, Ding Dong Ding, the bells is ringin'. Scrooge got a big smile on his face, and people he's seen for twenty years never said hello,sayin' "Good morning, Mr. Scrooge."
"What you say, Baby?"
An' he carryin' on, carryin' on, happy as the day is long.
And he finally fell into old Bob Cratchit's place and he's got Christmas toys and Christmas joys and Christmas presents for everybody. And they'd just opened the goose, and then little Tiny Tim see him comin', he say, "God bless Mr. Scrooge. He done did the turn about. He's the Lord's boy today."
And that's the story of Scrooge. You can get wid it if you want to. There's only one way straight to the Road of Love.
---o0o---
Quotes of the day from Ashleigh Brilliant
“Life is the only game in which the object of the game is to learn the rules”
"By accepting you as you are, I do not necessarily abandon all hope of your improving”
“I don't have any solution, but I certainly admire the problem.”
“It's not easy taking my problems one at a time when they refuse to get in line.”
Ashleigh Brilliant
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"By accepting you as you are, I do not necessarily abandon all hope of your improving”
“I don't have any solution, but I certainly admire the problem.”
“It's not easy taking my problems one at a time when they refuse to get in line.”
Ashleigh Brilliant
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Saturday, December 23, 2006
Would we elect a bald President; a fat President; a homely President; a short President. . .?
The answer is yes. There is continuing debate and speculation, however, about whether we could, or would, elect an African-American President (Obama), a female President (Hillary Clinton), or a Mormon President (Mitt Romney). I don't think we know yet whether Mormons, women, or African-Americans are electable. I do know there are other categories and characteristics that may not be electable either. We've never had a President who was a dwarf, or who had a cleft palate, or was missing an arm or leg. When Steve Forbes ran for President, I postulated that he could never be elected because he was just too spooky looking. My friends just figured it was more Jack crazy talk. You saw how far Forbes got--even with what I thought was an appealing flat-tax plan.
Also-rans Michael Dukakis, Thomas Dewey, Alf Landon, and Teddy Roosevelt (who won once and was whupped once), were all 5' 8". On the other hand, winners Taylor, Harrison, Polk and Grant were all 5'8". McKinley, John Adams, Benjamin Harrison, Van Buren, and John Quincy Adams all won, even though they were 5'6" or 5'7". James Madison, at 5'4" was our shortest President. Jimmy Carter and Harry Truman, at 5'9" are the shortest Presidents after Teddy Roosevelt (who was elected in 1904!).
We know, then, that you can be elected if you are short--although we seem to be trending away from that. Bald, however? Women almost always retain their juvenile hairline through their entire lives, while 95% of Caucasian men develop a mature hairline. But Presidential hairlines don't seem to match up with that 95%.
We've had five bald and balding Presidents: John Adams and his son, John Quincy Adams -- both one-termers (and remember, from the previous paragraph, both were short). Martin Van Buren was seriously balding (and also was a one-term President). James A. Garfield was so bald they shot him. After the death of Garfield, it took 72 years to elect another bald President: Ike. Ike whupped Adlai Stevenson twice. Adlai was even balder than Ike (which, really, is just barely possible). Next up and the final bald President: Gerald Ford, the accidental president. He was never actually elected, and lost when he did run.
Out of two hundred some years of the U.S. Presidency, we've only had 23 years of bald leadership. This does not look so good for Joe Biden's Presidential bid.
The portliest President? William Howard Taft tipped the scales at 352.
A President who never married? James Buchanan.
Dan Murphy claims in an article on the presidents that Richard Nixon and LBJ were the ugliest Presidents: "Johnson hideousness was almost as bad as his Vietnam War policy. Nixon lost the 1960 presidential election because he was an ugly bastard."
The dumbest President? We'll never know for sure. An internet hoax, a few years ago allegedly listed the IQs of the last 12 U.S. Presidents. The study was done by The Lovenstein Institute (a think tank that doesn't actually exist). Bill Clinton topped the list with an IQ of 182. Jimmy Carter was second. Nixon was the highest ranked Republican at fourth. George Bush was listed at number 11 and George W. Bush was listed 12th with the lowest IQ...the dumbest President.
The Daily Kos quotes statistics from a study that originally appeared in Political Psychology.
"Whoa. This ought to be good.
Here are your top nine smmmmartest Presidents:
1. John Quincy Adams, IQ 175 (yipe)
2. Thomas Jefferson, 160
3. John F. Kennedy, 159.8
4. Bill Clinton, 159
5. Jimmy Carter, 156.8
6. Woodrow Wilson, 155.2
7. Theodore Roosevelt, 153
8. Chester A. Arthur, 152.3 (no flippin' way)
9. Abraham Lincoln, 150
And here's the bottom of the barrel:
41. George W. Bush, 138.5
42. Ulysses S. Grant, 130
Okay, so 138.5 is no dummy, and I've never thought Bush is actually a DUMB guy. He's just dumb compared to all the other Presidents, that's all. "
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Also-rans Michael Dukakis, Thomas Dewey, Alf Landon, and Teddy Roosevelt (who won once and was whupped once), were all 5' 8". On the other hand, winners Taylor, Harrison, Polk and Grant were all 5'8". McKinley, John Adams, Benjamin Harrison, Van Buren, and John Quincy Adams all won, even though they were 5'6" or 5'7". James Madison, at 5'4" was our shortest President. Jimmy Carter and Harry Truman, at 5'9" are the shortest Presidents after Teddy Roosevelt (who was elected in 1904!).
We know, then, that you can be elected if you are short--although we seem to be trending away from that. Bald, however? Women almost always retain their juvenile hairline through their entire lives, while 95% of Caucasian men develop a mature hairline. But Presidential hairlines don't seem to match up with that 95%.
We've had five bald and balding Presidents: John Adams and his son, John Quincy Adams -- both one-termers (and remember, from the previous paragraph, both were short). Martin Van Buren was seriously balding (and also was a one-term President). James A. Garfield was so bald they shot him. After the death of Garfield, it took 72 years to elect another bald President: Ike. Ike whupped Adlai Stevenson twice. Adlai was even balder than Ike (which, really, is just barely possible). Next up and the final bald President: Gerald Ford, the accidental president. He was never actually elected, and lost when he did run.
Out of two hundred some years of the U.S. Presidency, we've only had 23 years of bald leadership. This does not look so good for Joe Biden's Presidential bid.
The portliest President? William Howard Taft tipped the scales at 352.
A President who never married? James Buchanan.
Dan Murphy claims in an article on the presidents that Richard Nixon and LBJ were the ugliest Presidents: "Johnson hideousness was almost as bad as his Vietnam War policy. Nixon lost the 1960 presidential election because he was an ugly bastard."
The dumbest President? We'll never know for sure. An internet hoax, a few years ago allegedly listed the IQs of the last 12 U.S. Presidents. The study was done by The Lovenstein Institute (a think tank that doesn't actually exist). Bill Clinton topped the list with an IQ of 182. Jimmy Carter was second. Nixon was the highest ranked Republican at fourth. George Bush was listed at number 11 and George W. Bush was listed 12th with the lowest IQ...the dumbest President.
The Daily Kos quotes statistics from a study that originally appeared in Political Psychology.
"Whoa. This ought to be good.
Here are your top nine smmmmartest Presidents:
1. John Quincy Adams, IQ 175 (yipe)
2. Thomas Jefferson, 160
3. John F. Kennedy, 159.8
4. Bill Clinton, 159
5. Jimmy Carter, 156.8
6. Woodrow Wilson, 155.2
7. Theodore Roosevelt, 153
8. Chester A. Arthur, 152.3 (no flippin' way)
9. Abraham Lincoln, 150
And here's the bottom of the barrel:
41. George W. Bush, 138.5
42. Ulysses S. Grant, 130
Okay, so 138.5 is no dummy, and I've never thought Bush is actually a DUMB guy. He's just dumb compared to all the other Presidents, that's all. "
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Friday, December 22, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Althea's Spontaneous Poem On How To Live The Life Of A Real Diva
My niece Althea came out with this a couple of days ago when my daughter Claire was babysitting. Claire naturally began to write it down. This poem would be even funnier if you actually knew her parents. I don't where this all came from, but I guess she has been impressed with the recent limo antics and lack of apparel of those slightly older divas, Paris Hilton, Brittany Spears, and Lindsay Lohan!
Althea's Spontaneous Poem
On How To Live The Life
Of A Real Diva
Limo, ferry, kitten.
I want a driver
For my limo
So I will be so rich
And I can
Put my brothers
in jail.
I asked for a picture
Of my parents.
I want a black limo.
I want my driver
To be pretty, not ugly.
And if they are ugly,
I'll get my Mom, Dad,
Haley, Paloma or McKenzie
To drive it.
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Althea's Spontaneous Poem
On How To Live The Life
Of A Real Diva
Limo, ferry, kitten.
I want a driver
For my limo
So I will be so rich
And I can
Put my brothers
in jail.
I asked for a picture
Of my parents.
I want a black limo.
I want my driver
To be pretty, not ugly.
And if they are ugly,
I'll get my Mom, Dad,
Haley, Paloma or McKenzie
To drive it.
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Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Running on empty—Send in the clowns—Announced, probable, and possible candidates for President of the United States
Democrat —
Senator Hillary Clinton
Ex Vice-President and Senator Albert Gore
Sen. Barack Hussein Obama
Ex-Senator John Edwards
Senator Evan Bayh (dropped out now)
Senator Joe Biden, Delaware
Senator John Kerry
Gov. Bill Richardson
Gov. Tom Vilsack (Iowa)
Senator Christopher Dodd, Ct.
Ex-General Wesley Clark
Ex-Governor Mark Warner, VA
Republican —
Governor Mike Huckabee, Ark.
Governor George Pataki, NY
Ex-Senator George Allen (presumably not running now)
Ex-Senator Rick Santorum (presumably now out of it)
Governor Mitt Romney
Ex-Governor Rudy Giuliani
Senator John McCain
Sen. Sam Brownback, R-Kan
Sen. Chuck Hagel, a Nebraska Republican
Ex-Speaker Newt Gingrich
The Dingbat Party —
Congressman and Ex-mayor Dennis J. Kucinich
"Crusader" Ralph J. Nader (a/k/a The man who helped G.W. Bush win)
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Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Eight Years Ago Today, President Bill Clinton Was Impeached In The House Of Representatives
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Eight years ago, after 14 hours of debate, the House of Representatives voted two articles of impeachment against President Bill Clinton (the prosecutor submitted 11 charges), charging him with a) lying under oath to a federal grand jury and b) obstructing justice.
The second president in American history was impeached and Clinton vowed to finish his term.
In November 1995, Clinton began a tawdry affair with Monica Lewinsky, a 21-year-old intern. She was later transferred to the Pentagon where she confided in a co-worker, Linda Tripp, about her affair. Tripp secretly taped Lewinsky, and contacted special prosecutor Kenneth Starr. A few days later, the story broke, with Clinton saying "I did not have sexual relations with that woman..." In July, lawyers for Lewinsky and Starr worked out a full-immunity agreement covering Lewinsky and her parents. On August 6, Lewinsky appeared before a grand jury to testify, followed later in the month by The President. The President was impeached in The House.
Many months later, the Senate acquitted POTUS on both articles of impeachment.
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Monday, December 18, 2006
Alien Lore No. 92 - A Race Of Aliens Asks "Got Milk?"
A race of aliens from Brittleactica, "a distant planet," who worship and crave the White Wonder Tonic, Milk. . .have made recent transmissions that were monitored and acquired by the Weekly World News.
Now that I know of the plight of the Brittleacticans, I understand all the problems with cattle, eh? Find out more by going to the Planet In Need website. . .it's a very well done flash site, with a humorous take on alien visitors. . .
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