The
house of cards starts to fall...
Pigfaced asshole Karl Rove has recently been implicated
in the information leak that outed CIA agent Valerie Plame.
The leak was a retaliation against Plame's husband Joseph
Wilson, who had written an op-ed piece discrediting the
Bush administration's claim that Hussein had attempted
to buy uranium in Niger.
Rove is known for his "no-holds-barred" style
of political strategy, and this one is absolute fucking
bullshit. The same talking heads denouncing Democrats
for being "soft" on terror and not following
through on national security are releasing sensitive information
and jeopardizing anti-terrorist CIA agents that are in
the field. War is Peace big brother.
The press corps has finally gotten some balls and started
grilling the White House about the new allegations implicating
Rove. On the 11th, White House Press Secretary Scott McLelland
was visibly flustered as he was bombarded by questions
about Rove's role in the affair and Bush's comments months
earlier that anyone in the administration that was found
to be involved would be dismissed.
Is this a turning point for the press? Somehow I doubt
it... but the Bush administration is on borrowed time.
Lies have a way of catching up to you. "Mission Accomplished."
Read
the Offical Press Conference Transcript Here (if
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Thompson
to be launched into the stratosphere...
A fitting tribute to one of the greatest writers of our
time, Dr. Hunter S. Thompson is coming up. We all lost
the last voice from the edge when he shot himself earlier
this year.
A volatile personality that brought admiration from those
in his circle and grudging respect from his adversaries,
Thompson's life made an indelible mark on American culture.
Every man should have his last wishes honored and I respect
Thompson's family and Depp for heeding them.
If all goes as planned, on Aug. 20, Hunter S. Thompson's
ashes will be shot out of a cannon installed on a 150-high-tower
near his Woody Creek, Colo., home. It's part of a private
tribute being planned by the writer's family and friends,
including Johnny Depp. "He was a great pal, one of
my best friends. We had talked a couple of times about
his last wishes to be shot out of a cannon of his own
design," Depp, who has hired an events planner to
oversee the tribute, said in a recent interview. "All
I'm doing is trying to make sure his last wish comes true.
I just want to send my pal out the way he wants to go
out." (AP Television News)
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the full article
There
but for the grace of God go I...
Okay, I am absolutely fucking amazed by this shit. It
is so fascinating to me I can't believe it. Maybe it's
the morbid curiosity, I don't know. If you've got tall
people... show me the tallest! If you've got fat people...
show me the fattest in the world!
Recently, a morbidly obese woman had gotten so fat and
indolent that her skin literally fused to her
sofa!! Dear God! How do you let this happen? I mean, seriously,
one day she decided "You know what, I don't feel
like getting up to piss, I'll just piss in this here bucket!"
Her husband/boyfriend or whatever actually took care of
her!! I don't know about you, but if anyone in my family
laid on the sofa all day eating... and shit in a bucket,
there is no way I was going to encourage that habit.
Alright, I am presenting you with "The 900 Club".
This is no fancy shmancy country club. No, you need to
be 900 lbs to get in and the only way out is on a fork
lift!!
You
know you want to... just click it!!
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