Eagles Diary-12/28/2010

My life as an Eagles fan

Vikings 24 Eagles 14

So, last week I couldn’t wait to put pen to paper and ramble on and on about the Eagles’ epic comeback against the Giants. I watched the replay of DeSean Jackson’s dramatic punt return many times and found myself wholeheartedly agreeing with Merrill Reese, who said at the end of that game (I paraphrase) that with Vick and Jackson, all things are possible.
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Ben Affleck Is A Dick

No kidding, right? That an actor who played the male lead in BOTH Gigli and Pearl Harbor gets the Scarlett D emblazoned on his head is a no-brainer. But, as much as I’m tempted to, I cannot indict Affleck as a dick on the basis of his work, though it does contain the aforementioned execrable performances. The guy who directed Gone Baby, Gone, wrote Good Will Hunting and starred in Hollywoodland does have talent.
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Eagles Diary – 12/13/2010

Eagles 30 Clownboys 27

When the Eagles travelled down to Dallass last December, riding an 11-4 record, most of Eagledom thought that Philadelphia would administer an standard late season, epic ass-kicking to their arch-rivals. The Eagles had lost earlier in the season to Dallass, but that was before they did their annual shifting into high gear. I mean, this was the Cowboys we were talking about…a team that had been owned and obliterated by the Eagles for most of the past decade.
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F#$& The President???

Was it a mere 43 days ago that Jon Stewart held his smirkfest on the the National Mall to “Restore Sanity”? Despite Stewart’s assertion that his gathering was non-partisan, it was obvious that most of the 77 million people who gathered in Washington on October 30 broke Left (attendance figures provided by NPR, the New York Times and HuffPost). Those smirking masses carried signs comparing themselves favorably to the rabid, frothing-at-the-mouth racist hate mongers who had had the temerity to question The One; they were the sane, sober, ironic alternative to the decidedly bombastic, frantic Right.

Fast forward a mere month and change and the Liberal Nation is aflame at the prospect that President Obama has reached a compromise with Republicans which will allow citizens of this country to keep their own money. Yes, that’s right….keep their own money…not a compromise to cut any taxes for the rich or a compromise to give rich people money. I’ve seen howls of betrayal, disappointed, teary eyed, snotty nose whimpers of disillusion and dark whispers of revolution. Samplings from a lefty blogosphere that seems to have it’s collective panties in a wad include:

Frank on FireDogLake:

So many betrayals. Actually this Administration has given the lefties nothing. This Administration came in with a lot of good will and promises. But Wall Street, war mongers, Homeland Secret Police, and Corporate criminals have been consolidating their power. Obama’s wars impoverish everyone else.

We have repression against the moral people who oppose Obama’s war profiteering genocide. Obama and his Republican accomplices keep violating our Constitutional Bill of Rights. And then the Wikileaks. Our government is controlled by a Mafia. Obama is just the public relations stooge. But Obama himself is singularly inept.

RatedFred on Salon:

No Democrat I’ve spoken with over the last two years is happy with President Jellyfish, and after this week, I have zero doubt that many are furious and fed up with him. Beans and Greens
I am already counting the days until another President looses his job. I would rather have Newt Greenitch, a known if execrable quantity, be president than Obama bin-Laden, stealth terrorist.

Some anonymous paragon of sanity on the New York Times:

President Obama has no stomach for opposition.


He has compromised with the devil.

He has lost too much ground with the American people.

It doesn’t look like he is governing any differently than the Republicans.

He just speaks differently.

How is anyone looking out for the country?

Where is he steering us? More foolhardy war endeavors? More tax cuts? No blame for bail out?

This was his ultimate test and HE FOLDED. Early too.

Bush was the beginning of the end of American Power and Obama has jumped on that train.

The aptly named Crazy Eddie on KOS:

I voted for a black Bob Kennedy. What I got was a black Bob Dole. I am so done with “Thank you sir, may I have another” Obama.

Also from KOS, the wonderfully monikered HootieMcBoob:

I don’t care what happens but I can’t vote for this man for President in 2012.
I just feel sick to my stomach right now.
Our last best hope is Nancy Pelosi and hopefully some stong Senate Democrats next year.

“Obama bin Laden”? “Obama’s war profiteering genocide”? “President JellyFish”? Disgust? Stomach upset? Obama a terrorist?

Yes, sane stuff, that. And if you are of liberal bent and are reading this, and think I am cherry-picking comments, click the links to these various sites and then get back to me if I’m overstating the Left’s reaction.

This brand of “sanity” reached a boiling point on December 9th when the House Democratic Caucus went behind closed doors to vent about the compromise. During deliberations, a frustrated Member said “fuck the president.” Now, The Hill reported that the phrase was “muttered”. I submit that the “fuck the president” in question must have been more than muttered for it to have been heard by as many who heard it and so widely reported. Of course, Democrats are keeping mum about who actually said the offending words. Something tells me that Julian Assange won’t be working very hard to divulge this particular “truth”.

What with all the vitriol being vomited at the president from the Left, the question has to be asked, “Are the Democrats a party of racist wingnuts?” I mean, when Joe Wilson yelled “You lie” (while the president was standing there, actually lying) at Obama during a speech on health care to Congress in 2009, he was a racist, right? When the right and center groaned about a trillion dollar stimulus or demanding that the president actually have a viable alternative to Gitmo before closing it (other than waving his magic wand and sprinkling fairy dust), astute social scientists such as Jeneane Garofalo said it was because the country couldn’t stand having a black president.

We can at least thank the unknown “fuck the president” ‘er for stomping the myth that you’re a card carrying Klan member if you don’t like the president’s foreign policy, health care reform bill or color tie he wears.

Lost in all the Sturm und Drang is the irony that Democrats have spent the last two years blaming the country’s failure to move forward on the unwillingness of Republicans to compromise with the president and now want to burn the country down because Republicans and the president have actually compromised.

What may be most infuriating to the aforementioned blog readers is that, by beginning to compromise with Republicans, President Obama may be beginning to dig himself out of a political grave. The shellacking he received was the wages of his hard left policies and summary dismissal of anything on offer from the middle to right of the political spectrum. By leaning a little right, toward the center, he may be able to hope for a second term.

Julian Assange’s Leaky Wick

Pour a mug of coffee, Google “North Korean Propaganda”, sit back and enjoy the ride. You’ll find out that Kim Jong Il is a highly decorated fighter pilot and that on his first golf excursion, he shot a 38 under par, sinking eleven holes in one. North Korea, you will learn, has, for the past fifty years, single-handedly saved the world from the bloodthirsty, snaggle-fanged vampire that is American imperialism. I bet you didn’t know they inflicted two million casualties on us during the Korean War. There’s nothing that quite induces mirth like the view from inside a self proclaimed People’s Paradise abroad…and at home.
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The Party of No

The current brouhaha over the extension of the Bush tax cuts demonstrates why our political system fascinates me and why, I suppose, it repels others to the point where they just don’t want to be bothered.

The liberal myth of the last two years has been that the Republicans have practiced obstructionism and that they have steadfastly refused to compromise with President Obama, despite the president’s heroic efforts at compromise. If the month or so since the election has proven anything, it’s shown how ridiculous charges of obstructionism are.
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Eagles Diary – 12/4/2010

Congrats to David Akers…he set the record for longest-tenured player in franchise history after playing his 184th game Thursday night as an Eagle.

Texans 24 Eagles 34

The Eagles are now 8-4 and looking good headed into the last quarter of the season. Thursday night’s win was impressive. What’s that you say? What is so impressive about a penalty-laden performance in which the offensive line couldn’t protect Michael Vick, the defense blew a big lead and special teams once again shot itself in the ass? Here’s what’s impressive: the Eagles played four games in an eighteen day stretch. Two of those games were on the road and two of them were against NFC East opponents. They limped into their mini-bye week bruised, battered and frayed around the edges , 3-1 over that stretch.
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A Presidential November – The Tale of a One Legged Man at an Ass Kicking Contest

What a month it was for Barry O. He roared into November with Nixonian thundering about bystanders sipping Slurpees and enemies (apparently over fifty percent of the electorate) who needed to be punished. He limped out, literally, with a bloody fat lip.
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Our Tin Roof

The rain is coming down in sheets this morning, whipped by a very enthusiastic wind. I’m sitting in the kitchen now, thankfully warm, drinking a hot cup of coffee. Outside I can hear car tires splashing through the street and drops of rain tap dancing on the windows. It would have been a good day to maybe call in sick, stay in bed and read all morning.
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