Early Morning Open Thread: Full House

From commentor IlsaLund:

This is Clary, AKA Miss Pants. She was originally adopted as a kitten by a neighbor. The neighbor died suddenly and Clary was trapped in her apartment for four days before being freed. No one wanted her and I’d already said no because we had two 17 yr olds at the time and I thought bringing in a young cat would be too traumatic for them. But when my husband heard the sad tale, he insisted that we adopt her. When he went to take her home, he and Clary took one look at each other and they both fell madly in love. She’s been with us for four years now. I love her madly, too, but she will always be Daddy’s Girl.

Luci was adopted 2 yrs ago, along with her companion, Princess. I found them on Petfinders after the two elderly cats died in 2008. Clary was devastated to lose them and miserable being an only cat. Plus, Clary was so attached to my husband that I sort of felt l needed a cat for me. I wanted one young cat and I got two seniors, now about 11 years old. Luci is the tiniest, but she is Top Cat. She spends most of her time sleeping in my closet, but when she feels like it, she runs and plays like a kitten.

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What the Fuck, India? — Enthiran Trailer

This trailer is so bananas, I feel like I need to share it with as many people as possible:

Apparently, it’s the most expensive movie ever made in India.  It’s definitely the most balls-out insane movie trailer I’ve ever seen.

(H/T TK at Pajiba!)

[cross-posted(ish) here at Angry Black Lady Chronicles]

Wholly Outsourced Snark

This letter to today’s Times nailed it, IMHO.  Mr Samuel Reifler of Rhinebeck, N.Y. (one of my favorite town names, for some reason) writes:

The bizarre behavior of Gil Meche, who gave up $12 million because he “felt bad” about taking money he had not earned, is a slap in the face to those toilers in the finance industry who courageously set aside their moral scruples and accept multimillion-dollar bonuses in the face of an economic crisis of their own making. It is to be hoped that Meche, in light of the example of those whose Ivy League degrees attest to a deeper understanding of this sort of moral and ethical quandary, will change his mind.

To which I can only add, in the spirit of this song, that there is some Balloon Juice in everybody.  (Michael J. Fox excepted, as always.)


Image: Margret Hofheinz-Döring, The Miser, 1926.

An Update

I wrote yesterday that the Democratic co-sponsor of the latest anti-choice bill was “not talking”.

He has since responded to a question from Talking Points Memo, so I wanted to update.

Here’s the response:

The No Taxpayer Funding for Abortion Act, H.R. 3, will eliminate the need for numerous separate annual abortion-funding prohibitions (called riders) and ensure that no program or agency is exempt from the long-standing ban on taxpayer funding of abortion. The bill also codifies the conscience clause known as Hyde-Weldon. H.R. 3 maintains the status quo prohibition on taxpayer funding for abortion that has long been embodied in the Hyde Amendment. The Hyde Amendment allows for taxpayer funding of abortion in very limited cases, including if the pregnancy is the result of rape. The language of H.R. 3 was not intended to change existing law regarding taxpayer funding for abortion in cases of rape, nor is it expected that it would do so. Nonetheless, the legislative process will provide an opportunity to clarify this should such a need exist.

I don’t believe that the language of H.R. 3 was “not intended to change existing law” because they changed the language in several significant ways.

They could have, for example, simply used the “exception” language in the Stupak or Hyde amendments. They didn’t.

I suppose they could argue that they deliberately inserted language on rape, incest and minor children as a purely political matter and it doesn’t change meaning, but doing that doesn’t say anything good about the Pro-Life Caucus and their deep, sincere concern for issues that may be of concern to “pregnant females”, now does it?

Sunday Evening Open Thread

Thanks to all who participated down-thread. Next Sunday is some big noisy quasi-religious observance for sports fans, I’m told, so how about we schedule the discussion of NIXONLAND, chapter 3, “The Stench”, for Monday evening, Feb 7, at 9pm EST? Or is that too early / too late / the wrong day?

Incidentally, I was a bit surprised that more of you ‘lurkers’ didn’t comment on the book… rest assured, we would be thrilled to hear what you have to say, new blood is alway welcome!

Reading assignments aside, what are y’all doing this evening?

Nixonland I: Hell in LA / The Orthogonian

The past isn’t dead; it isn’t even past. — Faulkner

Here begins the first virtual meeting of the BJ Book Group. Today’s topic: the preface and first two chapters of Rick Perlstein’s Nixonland.

What do y’all think?

One thing: I hadn’t realized how much Nixon used the “popular media” successfully. I know everyone remembers the Checkers speech as a near-career-killer and the infamous JFK tv debate as a debacle, but Perlstein demonstrates in convincing detail that Nixon used those “failures”, as much as they stung at the time, to dog-whistle to those among his fellow grievance-huggers who would become his Silent Majority.

Another thing: The Goldwaterite wing of the Republican Party — the people now calling themselves Tea Partiers — really does come off as a cult, right from the beginning:

Experts, claiming the Republican tradition of progressivism was as much a part of its identity as the elephant, began talking about a party committing suicide. The Goldwaterites didn’t see suicide. They saw redemption. This was part and parcel of their ideology — that Lyndon Johnson’s “consensus” was their enemy in a battle for the survival of civilization. For them, the idea that calamitous liberal nonsense […] could be described as a “consensus” at all was symbol and substance of America’s moral rot. They also believed the vast majority of ordinary Americans already agreed with them […] It was their article of faith. And faith, and the uncompromising passions attending it, was key to their political makeup. (p.5)

Open Thread

I’m spending my day shampooing the carpets.