Neanderpundit

I feel for anyone who has been hurt by the storm, and I hope they’re all back to normal as soon as possible; on the other hand, as I wrote back here, I think some of these assholes need to be shown the door.

And, this is one of the paces I part ways with our Commander in Chief. Stop spending like a democrat! Sheesh.

Baldilocks was dead right; The president took responsibility for the failure of the system

“because that’s what real leaders do, whether they are personally responsible or not.”

but now he’s pushed this over the edge; all the money and help these people get? in a year they’ll be right where they started. You cannot simply throw cash at people who don’t know what to do with it to begin with, and expect them to learn. And no, I’m not talking about blacks, I’m talking about people. If your judgement is bad enough that you live in a hole, you probably won’t all of a sudden begin to make great decisions. It just doesn’t happen.

C’mon, dubya, let’s see some of this process be self financing, OK?

Is not the name of a south african tribe.

Thursday evening, while I sat at a little outdorr table in front of a pub and yapped with my friend Jenny and Ed Zotti, I got one of those warnings. You know, those not so subtle pressures that say “You will begin shitting in T minus 18,17,16….”

Anyway, I managed to stave off the warnings, which came as
painpainpain, then the sound deep in your gut YOI YOI YOI YOI. and then NOT A FART NOT A FART NOT A FART, and a nice squeeze of the Buns of Steel. So I didn’t manage to soil myself in front of two people I’ve just met, but only barely.

The drive home, since I’m seated, is relatively safe, even though it was about 58 miles; seven or eight more warnings before I got home and managed to get to the Throne Room and leave a deposit.

No repetitions, I’m beginning to wonder if my colon just likes to harsh my mellow. Once I had it out of my system, I was fine. It was only in a potentially embarrassing public situation that it acted up.

This has historical precident; on the first night I met my ex, I had such a case of the runs I ended up shuffling off to her parent’s bathroom and soiling it so badly I ended up having to do some minor housecleaning. One girlfriend, many years ago, had the unpleseant experience, right in the middle of us moistening her back seat with our sweatiness, of having to watch me wander off and drop a deuce in the grass. Well, I doubt she actually watched me, I would have never seen her again, but she was there for the event. It’s not about women, either, I’ve had this on job interviews, during weddings, etc.

I hope to hell it’s over and done before we head off into the friendly skies on Sunday. Nothing like having to shit in an airplane crapper.

I was listening to excerpts from the Roberts hearing last night, and heard this little gem from Chuck Schumer:
“This process is getting a little more absurd the further we move. ”

He then goes on to say Roberts isn’t committing to anything.

Hello? Chuck? is there ANYONE in there? He can’t make comment under oath about how he would rule on ANYTHING that might come before the court. Do you know what the supreme court does?