Ah-nuld, Double-T, Senator Sieve, A Tree Restored, & The Big Flash
*In his movies, Arnold Schwarzenegger never gave up and always fought the bad guy to the bitter, and victorious, end.
I'll give the Governator credit for keeping up his fight for quasi-conservative reform in Gollyfornia far longer than I ever expected. But after his ballot initiatives got skunked a few weeks ago, he apparently decided that capitulation is the better part of valor (via AmSpecBlog):
Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger, launching an overhaul of his administration, is poised to hire a former Democratic Party activist and high-ranking aide to Gray Davis as his new chief of staff, sources familiar with the negotiations said Tuesday.
The hiring of Susan P. Kennedy — a former executive director of the California Democratic Party, longtime abortion rights activist and Cabinet secretary to Davis, the Democrat whom Schwarzenegger replaced — would signal a shift in direction for the Republican governor.
More like a shift in scheduling - as in when he moves out of the big house in Sacramento. If he's going to go full-bore Rockefeller and govern as a de facto Democrat, there'll really be no practical reason not to replace him with the genuine article.
Only celebrity worship may save Ah-nuld a year from now, but it appears that nothing, not even the Last Action Hero, can save the Golden State from itself.
*Just when you start forgetting about Ted Turner, he opens his big yap and reminds you of why you were so desperate to forget him in the first place. Reading his analysis about a President that still won't do anything about the enemy regime (Islamist Iran, for the uninitiated) that has already openly and publicly threatened to destroy us with the nuclear weapons it is openly developing being a crazy nuclear bomber shows in all the ways you need to know why Double-T should have stuck to running WCW and ridding the pro wrestling world of Vince McMahon and WW[E].
At least Billionaire Ted actually came close to accomplishing that.
*Last week Senate Minority Obstructor "Dirty Harry" Reid went on a local Nevada talking head show and blurted that he'd heard that Osama bin Laden's cave fell in on him during the recent Pakistan megaquake, leaving the al Qaeda chieftain a devout greasespot beneath uncounted tons of rock.
There are only three possible explanations for this blurt:
1) Reid is full of crap;
2) Reid is every damned bit the leaker his party has cumulatively and slanderously accused Karl Rove and Scooter Libby of being;
3) All of the above.
This wouldn't be the first time he's been full of crap (e.g. his hijacking of the Senate into closed whining session a few weeks ago) or leaked confidential information (e.g. federal appellate court nominee Henry Saad's FBI file six months ago). The trends tend to confirm two tandem observations: (1) why this pencil-necked prick doesn't belong anywhere near elective office, much less a high leadership post, and (2) why the Barney Fife of politics is the highest-ranking Democrat in the country.
*A decade ago I started the "Merry Christmas, Dammit!" campaign to resist to the bloody end the intolerant, bigoted, obnoxious, runaway secularization of Christmas. Of course, I was far from the only one (they don't call us "Jesusland" for nothing, even if I don't happen to live contiguously with it), but I liked the irreverence of my chosen moniker.
And in the U.S. Capitol, at least, it has finally borne some fruit:
If it's a spruce tree adorned with 10,000 lights and 5,000 ornaments displayed on the Capitol grounds in December, it's a Christmas tree and that's what it should be called, says House Speaker Dennis Hastert.
Hastert, R-IL, in a letter to the Architect of the Capitol, recommended that the annual Capitol Holiday Tree, as it has been called the past several years, be renamed the Capitol Christmas Tree.
"I strongly urge that we return to this tradition and join the White House, countless other public institutions and millions of American families in celebrating the holiday season with a Christmas tree," Hastert wrote to Architect Alan Hantman.
Damn straight. If the heathen want to put up a "holiday tree," let them do so on Groundhog's Day or Flag Day, or one of those holidays they've invented (e.g. "Earth Day"). Meanwhile the saints will be marching in to finish taking back the debased American culture - one spruce at a time.
*And last, but not least, here is a little minute-long video clip that, viewed at bedtime, is guaranteed to induce indefinite insomnia, sinus deblockage, and spontaneous scatalogical elimination all at the same time.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go change my shorts and shampoo the rug. It's gonna be a loooooong night.