Thursday, January 29, 2009

The New White House Dress Code

Watching Bush and Rumsfeld talk about respecting the office of the presidency by wearing formal attire is truly sickening. In the words of Brian Williams, "So far in this White House, the work has taken precedence over what to wear."

White House Unbuttons Formal Dress Code [NYTimes]

Blagojevich's Last Stand

In this clip of Blago's final awkward press ocnference from tonight's Countdown, Blagojevich compares himself to people across the country who have lost their jobs. He also quotes MLK one more time. This man is an inspiration!

Waterboarding World

Bill O'Reilly and Dennis Miller think torture is hilarious.

The Dark Knight Bank Robbery Scene

Today, the Carpetbagger poses the question, "What if there were no Slumdog Millionaire?" What other movie would have the best chance of winning Best Picture? Assuming The Dark Knight could have gotten into the mix, I think it would have a good chance of actually winning the big prize. Watch the opening scene below:

Israeli Holocaust Surviors for Marijuana Legalization

[Jeffrey Goldberg]

Americans United for Change: Stimulus Ad

The Caucus reports on liberal groups who can finally stop fighting against the old President and start fighting for the new one. This new TV ad from Americans United for Change and MoveOn aims to encourage Republican Senators to support the Stimulus bill.

Ted Haggard Admits that Sexuality Can Be Confusing

But do not fear, he is merely a "heterosexual, with homosexual attachments."

Dick Armey Glad that Joan Walsh "Can Never Be His Wife"

"Are we going talk seriously here?"

John Updike: Requiem

Today, the New York Times published a new poem from John Updike's upcoming collection, “Endpoint and Other Poems.”

It came to me the other day:

Were I to die, no one would say,

“Oh, what a shame! So young, so full

Of promise — depths unplumbable!”

Instead, a shrug and tearless eyes

Will greet my overdue demise;

The wide response will be, I know,

“I thought he died a while ago.”

For life’s a shabby subterfuge,

And death is real, and dark, and huge.

The shock of it will register

Nowhere but where it will occur.