Monthly Archives: July 2010

Earlier this morning I came across this review of Corpse in Armor by Francis Porretto at Eternity Road: The book, probably the best thriller I’ve ever read, is Corpse In Armor, by Martin McPhillips. Honestly, seriously, Tom Clancy and Larry … Continue reading →

But trust me, it’s not going to be any weekend at Bernie’s. ‘Corpse in Armor’ is a ride.

…I’ve been saying for so long, that it cannot be grasped or described within the normative terms of American politics. It is a ghastly aberration made all the worse by the complicity of most of the mainstream media. He was … Continue reading →

There’s a ton of books out this summer. This is the one you’ve got to read. Don’t leave home for your August vacation without it. But if you do, have Amazon send it to your vacation address.

By that screaming act on the House floor he appears to be claiming the turf of the retiring Patrick Kennedy.

It should have moved on to the Continental Congress phase by now. I am pretty sure that it would have had the support of at least one-third of the country and, if it was serious enough, a majority.

Honestly, and I mean honestly, I cannot think of anything more revolting than the very idea of it. It’s not that it is incongruous, a President of the United States being on that ghastly horror show of belching colonic noise. … Continue reading →

The new hit movie. Ricketyclick has a review. The standard of approval in moviedom seems to have become whether you should actually go to a theater to see the picture, as opposed to waiting for it to show up on … Continue reading →

It’s out there, picking up some buzz. I think it’s essential reading if you want to understand the war we are in, here, now.

Now there’s a social hygienist who is a public health problem. Just caught part of the clip of him appearing yesterday on Fox News Sunday. He accuses Fox News of racism for showing the out of context clip of Shirley … Continue reading →

Loves the smoking and drinking. Back then, well, the world was no less complicated, but people were far less afraid of it. Americans were confident and believed they could get the job done, the job that was in front of … Continue reading →

…for the tough customer.

That spares me the effort this morning of writing a clever descriptive paragraph about the catastrophe.

Black Jack docks his man-o’-war out of state, with the Newport swells. Aye, matey, Black Jack be the Skull and Bones come alive, he be. Those be glowing coals that be his eyes.

And the Republicans will be right there for them. It’s the perfect hole card, to be played only in case of looming political disaster. Rally the nation. Bombs away!

Field Marshal Rodham vs. Pyongyang. What, she has no willing suspension of disbelief for a comrade?