Showing posts with label Self Delusion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Self Delusion. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 05, 2010

Into The Heart Of Darkness With Harry And Nancy

But on which side are they? On which side are those masters of naïvité such as Zack Space? Will they continue on is secret in their deliberations? Will they continue on in hiding from voters as they decide whether to do as elected? Do they even know in which city they are being played for rubes?

transparency
rule of law
"a government that truly is of, and by, the American people."
we should never forget that we are here as public servants, and
public service is a privilege.

It's not about advancing an ideological agenda or the special interests of any organization," Obama said.

Democratic Leaders Plan Secret Health Reform Deliberations
Despite their claims to the contrary, the way that House Speaker Nancy Pelosi and Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid have handled the healthcare bill has been anything but transparent. And, if the left-wing blogosphere is to be believed, the two congressional leaders intend to keep the deliberations secret as they try to merge the House and Senate versions of the legislation into something that will pass both chambers.

They lie about lying, but in secret which makes it not so, eh?

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Boring Update

Andrew Sullivan is depressed and still has his school girl crush on Sarah Palin. His (?) panties are still in a twist.

My 2010 New Year's wish for Andrew is that he finds a less self directed satirical obsession than Sarah Palins birth canal.

Friday, April 03, 2009

Obama, Court Jester Understudy, For Geithner

My, how quickly the bubble has formed around Obama, completely obliterating reality and puffing up his ego to the size of Pink Floyd's famous pig blimp.

Inside Obama's meeting with bank CEOs
The bankers struggled to make themselves clear to the president of the United States.

Arrayed around a long mahogany table in the White House state dining room last week, the CEOs of the most powerful financial institutions in the world offered several explanations for paying high salaries to their employees – and, by extension, to themselves.

“These are complicated companies,” one CEO said. Offered another: “We’re competing for talent on an international market.”

But President Barack Obama wasn’t in a mood to hear them out. He stopped the conversation, and offered a blunt reminder of the public’s reaction to such explanations. “Be careful how you make those statements, gentlemen. The public isn’t buying that.”

“My administration,” the president added, “is the only thing between you and the pitchforks.”

Pitchforks? Does he mean like peasants in Shelley's Frankenstein, chasing down the monster while waving torches to ward off the night, but crazed with fear?

Obama's campaign created the fear. To get elected. As a junior Senator Obama refused to listen to the warning on Capitol Hill. Maybe he just didn't want to rock the boat. The polls probably told him not to.

Sunday, March 08, 2009

Worst Economy Since The Depression

Went to an art opening by an artist named Gail Waller last evening. It was wall to wall people. It had to be, because Waller is an outstanding talent.

After the show four of us went from restaurant to restaurant in the Short North, downtown and German Village attempting to get a quick bite before the after art opening party. There were lines everywhere.

After a long wait and dinner, we then attempted to go to the party which started at the Burgundy Room in the Short North. Wasn't a chance we could find a parking space nearby. Finally getting there, I had to convince the fellow at the door we were meeting a party in the back room. The place was packed. Shoulder to shoulder. Laughter, canapes and drinks consuming the air.

Leaving the Burgundy Room around 11:00 PM we went to the house of a good friends for an after-party after-party where I listened to to people talk of the financial crisis that President Bush put us in and how this depression could take years and massive government help to cure.

I walked to the bar and poured a very stiff single malt from a $200 bottle of scotch and sat to watch the sadness of the worst economy since the Depression.