These are the books he recommends:
These are the books he recommends:
These are the books he recommends:
Ahmadinejad’s public call for the end of the world
A friend who used to travel frequently to Venezuela (until my friend’s employer pulled its business out of the country) wrote to say that Hugo’s loony tunes speech yesterday was exactly like a cadena, only that the cadenas last for hours. Hugo routinely refers to Pres. Bush as Mr. Evil, to Dr. Rice as “the black girl”, and on and on.
(A cadena is a TV broadcast of Hugo’s ranting, only that all the TV stations and licensed radio stations carry them at the same time.
My friend also says that there are a number of unlicensed AM radio stations popping up across the land.)
At the blogs
Earmarks Reform — How New Jersey Voted
Sorry, an Aish.com movie
‘Sexy substitute’ gets no jail time, and a how-to from Toronto: ‘How-to-be promiscuous’ plan considered by schools
Hugo Chavez had a spectacular moonbat meltdown at the U.N. today: The Political Pit Bull has the video, and says,
Chavez uses the word “inshallah”–arabic for “god willing”–when predicting that “U.S. imperialism” will end soon, which makes you wonder whether his terror-sponsoring buddy Ahmadinejad let him in on a little secret.
Hot Air will have more video later. Notice how he’s plugging Chomsky’s book Hegemony or Survival: America’s Quest for Global Dominance (go ahead, knock yourself out searching for it, but I’m not linking to it). A Hugo-Noam love match, for sure. The audience loved it. Update: BBC video.
The UN General Assembly video page (scroll down) has complete videos of all the speeches.
The Husband comments, “sounds like the kind of thing one hears from Nancy Pelosi, except for the references to God”.
And please, let’s move the UN out of the USA.
Mr Chavez went on to criticise the UN system which was “worthless”.
Worthless implies good-for-nothing; I’d say it’s noxious, as in morally harmful; corrupting; pernicious.
Enough of this kind of UN crap.
More at Michelle Malkin, Ace, MKH, Independent Conservative, Right Truth, Musing Minds, The Anchoress, Wizbang!, Texas Rainmaker, Webloggin,
Update: Sigmund, Carl, and Alfred, Elephants in Academia, Red State, ShrinkWrapped.
Update Great minds think alike: Roger:
“Live in New York… it’s Hugo Chavez!”
Let’s hope Hugo’s not going to be SNL’s next guest host.
A psychiatrist for Chavez: ¡Más rápidamente, por favor!
UPDATE Via Elephants in Academia, a must-read Debka file: Iran’s Terror-cum-Intelligence Networks Thrown across Three Continents
Iran’s Islamic rulers believe they are in real danger of an American air attack on their nuclear installations some time in November or December this year. They are therefore pushing hard for new allies in Latin America, Africa and Arabia and points of vantage for hitting back at the United States and its centers of influence on three continents as an effective deterrent to an American attack.
I wasn’t going to watch McGreevey’s Comeback Mountain Tour inagural in the Oprah show, but decided to after pondering Mr. Snitch’s comment
Funny thing, I was thinking just the other day that McGreevey was positioning himself to take over Menendez’ Senate run, as the lesser of two weevils.
Having watched, I think Mr. Snitch is right.
The shameful spectacle at the confessional self-help and possitive affirmationtm venue was as tawdry and ofensive as I expected, only more so: Oprah asked that he read aloud from his book a purple-prose description of a seduction scene that took place in the home (and on the bed) he shared with his wife, who happened to be in the hospital recovering from a complicated pregnancy that required hospitalization and culminated in a caesarean section which delivered a premature baby. A good interviewer would have asked,
“So what you’re saying is that you had the best sex of your life by committing adultery on your conjugal bed while your wife had just given birth prematurely to your daughter?”
Rather than call him on his immorality, Oprah, moved by the honesty of it all, listened with tears in her eyes. You could almost hear Tchaikovsky’s Theme from Romeo and Juliet in the background.
Worse yet, McGreevey went to talk about getting in touch with “his God” (I’m being kind here and assuming he’s talking of God, not any old god) and his “inner child”. Ironically, he also said,
“If you want the world to play by good rules, healthy rules like commitment or respect, then you can’t have a different set of rules for different groups of people.”
McGreevey’s new partner seems like a nice enough guy, so let’s hope Mark O’Donnell doesn’t end up in the reject heap that’s littering the road to Jim’s personal growth and political career. McGreevey will warp any principle and any concept to conform to “his own truth”. And to his political future.
Here’s what Oprah didn’t ask about:
1. Why did you name Golan Cipel state homeland security adviser when the mailbox where the anthrax letters were mailed from five years ago was less than a mile away from the governor’s mansion? Couldn’t you think of your responsibilities as governor of NJ, the second-hardest hit state in 9/11?
2. Explain Cipel’s connection with Charles Kushner (Kushner, a top New Jersey developer who
has since been charged by federal authorities with obstructing an investigation into his business dealings last month was released from prison where he was sent for 18 counts of tax evasion, witness tampering and illegal campaign donations, not to mention hiring a hooker to seduce his brother-in-law, hired Cipel at a $30,000 annual salary), a job you recommended him for.
3. Cipel wasn’t the only the only man you hired for non-existent jobs at the taxpayers’ expense: How do you explain Roger Chugh‘s job as “First Assistant Secretary of State” when there was no such job title according to the non-partisan Office of Legislative Services?
4. Was the timing of the “I am a gay American” scheduled to distract from the many investigations and arrests the FBI had made in the summer of 2004 of persons involved in your administration?
5. Didn’t you cheat the NJ electorate of the right to choose a governor by postponing your actual resignation date (nearly 2 months after the “I am a gay American” press conference) to the very deadline?
I’m sure NJ bloggers have many other questions for McGreevey. Some might even turn up at the scheduled book signings (there’s one coming up at the PU bookstore this Saturday, which I won’t attend, thank you).
At Oprah’s however, it’s all happy endings and endless personal growth.
The NY Observer
By the time former New Jersey Governor James McGreevey took the podium to make his spectacular resignation speech a little over two years ago – the one where he declared to a room of at least publicly stunned reporters, aides and family members that he was a “gay American” – he’d already made a mess of New Jersey’s government.
And the way the story goes from there, he moved on to clean up his personal life. Others fixed New Jersey.
The state budget was hopelessly out of balance. His political and ideological allies, frustrated by three years of vacillation on environmental issues, ethics legislation and spending priorities, had turned on him.
And most seriously, his administration was starting to give off the distinct whiff of ethical rot.
The governor had only shortly before been caught on tape uttering the word “Machiavelli” to a constituent. (He professes philosophical leanings toward Kant and the author of 7 Habits of Highly Effective People in his new book, but in this context Machiavelli was considered – at least by federal prosecutors – to be a code word in an illicit fund-raising scheme.)
And, most spectacularly, at least until the famous “Gay American” speech, Mr. McGreevey”s chief fund-raiser and financial patron, real-estate magnate Charles Kushner, had just been charged with interfering in a federal investigation into campaign-finance violations.
You could well ask whether the public is ready to relive these political failures as though they had all been a journey of personal development for Mr. McGreevey. ReganBooks seemed ready to take the chance when they shipped the former governor’s tell-all, The Confession, to bookstores on Sept. 19.
It’s worked before: Mr. McGreevey’s resignation announcement changed the subject entirely. It was all unprecedented and, at least in a rubbernecking kind of way, impossible to ignore.
Venezuela and drugs
In addition to the 2.2 tons that Puerto Rican authorities seized on September 12, the 3.5 tons and the 5.5 tons seized in April, and the 18 tons seized last March, yesterday 2.25 tons were seized in the Dominican Republic.
Interestingly, the article says,
Dominican, Venezuelan and United States anti-narcotics authorities worked together yesterday in the confiscation of more than 2,250 kilos (4,960 pounds) of drugs, the Dominican Republic’s largest bust in history.
Most of the drug is cocaine, but the remainder of the cache has yet to be verified by the Justice Ministry’s labs and arrived in the freighter Sierra Express, which left Puerto Cabello, Venezuela, with stops in Puerto Rico and Dominican Republic. Its final destination would have been Belgium.
VCrisis posts about Venezuela lying about its narcotics operations:
Therefore we must conclude a) that the FBI, DEA and Puerto Rico’s coastguard services permitted the Sierra Express -loaded with drugs- to continue en route to the Dominican Republic loaded; or b) that a ship with the same name loaded an almost equal amount of cocaine in the same port of origin in Venezuela that was ultimately apprehended In Santo Domingo thanks to the excellent job done in collaboration with Venezuelan intelligence.
Update Don’t miss the Venezuela Blog Round-Up at Publius Pundit.
(COFFEE ALERT: Put down your coffee before you click on this link) I certainly wasn’t expecting this post at Kesher Talk.
From the freepers: Al-Qaida warning: Muslims leave U.S.
Today’s articles from Maria
Iranian Leader Urges More Papal Protests
Woman doesn’t live by thinking all the time about tiresome matters concerning corrupt Frenchmen, tinpot dictators with lunatic little friends, and scuzzy opportunists; woman needs to think about shoes, too.
The woman who would wear these to the office would not only stand out for her fashion sense, but would also tower regally above the petty distractions and inconveniences of her work day, which is exactly the point the Miss Meghan was making about the pleasures of the platform
and I commented
Alas, the Fausta, at 5’10” might tower above it all so much that she might bump into the doorjambs!
(Trust me, it happened in the 1970s)
The response from other Manolo readers was favorable (not to the bumping into the doorjambs, but to the concept of tall women in platforms):
Fausta, don’t be afraid of platforms! I’m just as tall as you are, and I bought a fab pair of four-inch-heel, ankle-strap Stuart Weitzman platforms yesterday (alas not available at online stores). Trying them on, I felt like a goddess. In fact, it’s we tall women who can make platforms work, because our towering frames are in proportion with the thick soles. Short women in platforms tend to look as though they’re wearing elevator shoes.
Since spending $600 on a pair of shoes is ENTIRELY OUT OF THE QUESTION, I think I’ll try these instead:
What do you think, dear readers? Do tall women look good in platform shoes?
I must clarify that The Husband is much taller than I so that’s not an issue.
This blog will now resume its usual fare.
The Anchoress writes,
As I would have commented on your blog, had I been able to get the damn thing to work (blogger must be having trouble…)
I am almost 5’2″
Even with those platforms, I am still short.
I hate you. Very much.
Those are nice shoes you cited, though. I’d get them!
Merri also wrote,
I couldn’t get your comments to work (whahh!!!!), but this is what I typed:
As a 5’0″ woman, I love shoes that give me a little height so I can reach the shelves (ha!). But honestly, I think if the woman loves the shoes, the shoes usually love the woman. 😉
For me it is all about style – what I like and whether it goes with the clothes I own. Heels or platforms can also change the shape of your leg, so for me, I like that benefit as well.
I suppose for a taller woman, there may be other considerations. My mom was 4″ taller than my dad (she was 5’11”) and I never saw her in anything other than flats. When I asked her, while I’m certain it really had something to do with being considerate of my dad, she jokingly said it would be too much of a distraction for Dad if she was another 3-4″ taller. After a moment, I got what she was saying. Heh.
PS, I bought the Aerosoles.
Divorce is one of the most painful and traumatic experiences anyone can endure. Heartbreak, disappointment, betrayal, anger and humiliation are part and parcel of a failed marriage.
Now imagine what it’d be like if your soon-to-be-former spouse dragged out into the open the most intimate details of your marriage in a book, and tomorrow, in the national and world-wide confessional self-help and possitive affirmationtm forum at the Church of Oprah, so that (as Tom Moran put it) “he can make money and work through another stage of his personal growth”. Not that he’s slumming it, mind you, since he’s living in a $1.4 million home in Plainfield.
I’m talking about Jim McGreevey, of course, who rather than hang out in nice gay bars used to look for sex in truck stops, who was making out with his alleged lover in the home he shared with his wife while she was in the hospital recovering from a Caesarean section, allegedly pouncing on the “other man” on his marital bed (bragging that “we made love like I’d always dreamed: a boastful, passionate, whispering, masculine kind of love”, but couldn’t the boastful whispering wait until she was out of the hospital?), who, a few weeks after 9/11/2001 gave his unqualified and unsuitable-for-the-job lover the job of state homeland security adviser when the mailbox where the anthrax letters were mailed from five years ago today was less than a mile away from the governor’s mansion.
Two years ago I predicted that McGreevey would be doing a comeback tour — clearly advised by focus groups and consultants — to reposition himself politically in a new wash-and-wear persona as a gay activist. Right on schedule, here it is: The Comeback Mountain Tour.
We are looking at The Great Gay American red herring, for sure.
By all accounts Dina Matos McGreevey was a loyal and faithful wife even when she was, at least according to her soon-to-be-ex, in a marriage without intimacy. After the absurd and embarassing scene at the “I am a gay American” press conference two years ago, and the present strain of the unfinalized divorce (she declined to join her not-yet-ex at Oprah’s), she’s going to have more than enough to deal with when their daughter’s grown up and reading that book.
I only hope Ms Matos and her daughter are able to leave the country on an extended holiday as guests of someone (Oprah, do you know anyone?) who has more decency than the consumate politician she married. That way she’ll be spared the shameful spectacle and media circus.
No one deserves the humiliation he’s putting her through.
(Please vote for this article at Real Clear Politics)
Follow-up post What Oprah didn’t ask McGreevey
The Howard Government’s multicultural spokesman, Andrew Robb, yesterday told an audience of 100 imams who address Australia’s mosques that these were tough times requiring great personal resolve.
Mr Robb also called on them to shun a victim mentality that branded any criticism as discrimination.
“We live in a world of terrorism where evil acts are being regularly perpetrated in the name of your faith,” Mr Robb said at the Sydney conference.
“And because it is your faith that is being invoked as justification for these evil acts, it is your problem.
“You can’t wish it away, or ignore it, just because it has been caused by others.
“Instead, speak up and condemn terrorism, defend your role in the way of life that we all share here in Australia.”
Compare that with Rowan Williams, Archbishop of Canterbury, who just this morning was justifying the latest Muslim (and internationally photographed and filmed) outrage over the Pope’s words, explaining how Muslims are upset over the insult to “the Prophet”.
The Prophet, you say, Rowan? Like Elijah, Isaiah, John the Baptist? Or shouldn’t you be saying, “their prophet?
Today’s articles from Maria
Pessimistic Germans Losing Faith in Democracy, Study Shows
Mark Steyn: Coverage of 9/11 anniversary was too wimpy
Exactly as expected? U.S., U.N. Bashed at Cuban Summit
Three recipes: Rosh Hashana Delicacies
How to handle a woman
One for The Anchoress,