...and in 1996 the Pubs took Congress away from them because the Dems had become not only intellectually bankrupt, but too arrogant to even bother hiding their corruption.

The Pubs thereupon began acting remarkably like Dems for the next ten years, until they got dumped.

This left the body politic in the peculiar position of having a government run by reviled machine politicians and blatant demagogues -- remember that 13 percent approval rating -- while the Party of Ideas was reviled for whatcha might call "taking a wide stance" on the issues while it boodled.

The rest of us, who weren't office holders, found ourselves actually trying not to pay attention to politix as the housing bubble swelled and burst and gas prices went through the roof. The pols all tried to sound like Ronald Reagan without bothering to act like him or, even more important, to fire the rest of us with his zest and vision. G.W. Bush, bless his heart, had good intentions but, let's face it: he's no Great Communicator. The best Dick Cheney could do was to pot an occasional lawyer, eliciting a golf clap but not really getting the nation fired up.

All of which brings us back to Sarah Palin. When you're lost in the wilderness, it's good to find somebody who's at home there.

Yes. Yes it is. RTWT here and maybe find yourself smiling a little.

It's like we're fighting a war and we don't even have to bother coding our messages to the troops because we know there's no chance at all you'll even bother to pause to read our communications. "Don't bother us with your silly orders and tactics and strategies," you tell us, "We can figure out how to beat you silly people well enough on our own without any of your stupid-brained help."

You can? You sure about that? Well, whatever, buddy. If you think so. Seems to me you guys are 3-4 since 1994 -- a losing record -- but if you guys want to keep following the same game plan, be my guest.

Ultimately the liberals' sin is their smugness. Not even so much because most people recoil from the assumption of superiority, both intellectual and moral, by those who have accomplished nothing exceptional in life except for reliably voting and "thinking" liberal, as if casting a vote the "correct" way slaps 30 points on to your IQs and counts for 100 hours of community service and child mentoring.

No, the main problem with that smugness, that belief that you're sooo very fucking clever, is that you're actually not particularly clever at all, and the great gap between your personal estimation of your intelligence and the actual real-world measure of it is wide enough to stumble into and take a painful fall. Perhaps if you weren't so very convinced of your own innate entitlement to rule, you'd spend less time seething at a public unwilling to concede that rule to you, and less time trying to trick the public into voting for you by concealing your true beliefs, and more time trying to figure out what the public actually wants in its government, and how to provide with them with that.

You know the big difference between conservatives and liberals in terms of political acumen? You guys never see this stuff coming, because you're so convinced of your innate right to control other people's lives. You convince ourselves you're always the smartest guys in the room, and anyone who disagrees with you must either be so stupid or so luminescently evil they could never prevail in a campaign.

This is sooo much fun. I'm sitting here listening to the liberal pundits spluttering and spitting, and you know what I'm taking from them? The Republicans have their own gen-u-wine Rock Star.

Before I became governor of the great state of Alaska, I was mayor of my hometown.

And since our opponents in this presidential election seem to look down on that experience, let me explain to them what the job involves.

I guess a small-town mayor is sort of like a "community organizer," except that you have actual responsibilities. I might add that in small towns, we don't quite know what to make of a candidate who lavishes praise on working people when they are listening, and then talks about how bitterly they cling to their religion and guns when those people aren't listening.

We tend to prefer candidates who don't talk about us one way in Scranton and another way in San Francisco.

Kidney, meet knife...

But with the support of the citizens of Alaska, we shook things up.

And in short order we put the government of our state back on the side of the people.

I came to office promising major ethics reform, to end the culture of self-dealing. And today, that ethics reform is the law.

While I was at it, I got rid of a few things in the governor's office that I didn't believe our citizens should have to pay for.

That luxury jet was over the top. I put it on eBay.

I also drive myself to work.

Pure Heinlein- I'm loving this...

We need American energy resources, brought to you by American ingenuity, and produced by American workers. I've noticed a pattern with our opponent.

Maybe you have, too.

We've all heard his dramatic speeches before devoted followers.

And there is much to like and admire about our opponent.

But listening to him speak, it's easy to forget that this is a man who has authored two memoirs but not a single major law or reform — not even in the state senate.

This is a man who can give an entire speech about the wars America is fighting, and never use the word "victory" except when he's talking about his own campaign. But when the cloud of rhetoric has passed ... when the roar of the crowd fades away ... when the stadium lights go out, and those Styrofoam Greek columns are hauled back to some studio lot — what exactly is our opponent's plan? What does he actually seek to accomplish, after he's done turning back the waters and healing the planet? The answer is to make government bigger ... take more of your money ... give you more orders from Washington ... and to reduce the strength of America in a dangerous world. America needs more energy ... our opponent is against producing it.

Victory in Iraq is finally in sight ... he wants to forfeit.

Terrorist states are seeking new-clear (got to love the transcriber here- nuclear= new-clear, and earlier, haberdasher= habber-dasher LOL) weapons without delay ... he wants to meet them without preconditions. Al Qaeda terrorists still plot to inflict catastrophic harm on America ... he's worried that someone won't read them their rights? Government is too big ... he wants to grow it.

Congress spends too much ... he promises more.

Again, gut shot. I love this woman!

A leader who's not looking for a fight, but is not afraid of one either. Harry Reid, the Majority Leader of the current do-nothing Senate, not long ago summed up his feelings about our nominee.

He said, quote, "I can't stand John McCain." Ladies and gentlemen, perhaps no accolade we hear this week is better proof that we've chosen the right man.

LOLOLOL

And to top it off-

There is only one man in this election who has ever really fought for you ... in places where winning means survival and defeat means death ... and that man is John McCain. In our day, politicians have readily shared much lesser tales of adversity than the nightmare world in which this man, and others equally brave, served and suffered for their country.

It's a long way from the fear and pain and squalor of a six-by-four cell in Hanoi to the Oval Office.

But if Senator McCain is elected president, that is the journey he will have made.

It's the journey of an upright and honorable man — the kind of fellow whose name you will find on war memorials in small towns across this country, only he was among those who came home.

To the most powerful office on earth, he would bring the compassion that comes from having once been powerless ... the wisdom that comes even to the captives, by the grace of God ... the special confidence of those who have seen evil, and seen how evil is overcome. A fellow prisoner of war, a man named Tom Moe of Lancaster, Ohio, recalls looking through a pin-hole in his cell door as Lieutenant Commander John McCain was led down the hallway, by the guards, day after day.

As the story is told, "When McCain shuffled back from torturous interrogations, he would turn toward Moe's door and flash a grin and thumbs up" — as if to say, "We're going to pull through this." My fellow Americans, that is the kind of man America needs to see us through these next four years.

Just wow. The bell got rung and this was the answer. I have hope again, and that is the biggest thing I take from last night. There is hope, if we're brave enough and smart enough to look past the fads of the moment and actually take our future seriously. But only if.

At least for tonight- There. Is. Hope.

UPDATE (can you tell I'm jazzed?) from Macleans via The Corner (who says "North of the Border, Andrew Coyne at Macleans isn't necessarily predisposed to liking Palin, but he admits he witnessed something very impressive, calling her "the best natural speechmaker since Reagan"":

It was that good. No, she's not qualified, and the substance was thin, but my God — that was perhaps the greatest bit of political theatre I have ever witnessed. Her critics in the media and in the opposition may regret having piled on quite so enthusiastically, and with so little heed for who they hurt — or angered. Watching the tumultuous, ecstatic reaction in the hall, I was reminded of the famous words of the Admiral Yamamoto after Pearl Harbour: "I fear all we have done is to awaken a sleeping giant, and fill him with a terrible resolve."

via James's twitter

People who anchor their political beliefs in either supernatural religious or secular religious belief systems are going to find the foundations of their beliefs blown away by this coming torrent of discoveries.

The Singularity is coming!

The fighter pilot vs the community organizer.

McCain is inside Obama's OODA loop. Speed of action forces the other guy to react. Once he is in the reactive mode he is lost.

How can you tell that is true? McCain is forcing Obama to make errors.

Take the house thing. Americans don't care how many - this is the land of opportunity. What they do care about is - were they honestly earned. Rezko.

Pull the trigger John!

Thanks, Glenn!

Throughout history, poverty is the normal condition of man. Advances which permit this norm to be exceeded — here and there, now and then — are the work of an extremely small minority, frequently despised, often condemned, and almost always opposed by all right-thinking people. Whenever this tiny minority is kept from creating, or (as sometimes happens) is driven out of a society, the people then slip back into abject poverty.

This is known as "bad luck."

Tell me how this is wrong.

via the Perfessor

via Posthuman Blues

A quick note to anyone who has got it in their mind to send me bitchy e-mail: My tolerance for said e-mail appears to be very short these days, so do me the favor of front-loading whatever relevant thing you have to say, because if you don't, it's likely that I won't get to it because I've stopped reading before you've made your point.

This comes in the wake of having received a ten or twelve paragraph e-mail by one of those nutbag childfree folks. As most of you know, I enjoy getting hateful mail from psychotic people, because usually nothing perks up the day like invective hurled at you by someone you don't know. But this time around, I just wasn't into it. The first paragraph just wasn't there, you know? It was clear that this woman was yet another of those people incensed that the world would not give her love and chocolates just because she's decided to make her inchoate loathing of children a cornerstone of her life. And really, I've been down this aisle and I've checked out all the specials. The prospect of wading through yet another of these formless rants just to be polite filled my brain with a lassitude the consistency of heavy molasses prior to a February thaw.

So I didn't bother. Instead, I wrote to my correspondent:

I'm sorry, I lost interest in your message after the first paragraph and couldn't be bothered to finish it. No doubt it was very clever and devastating and if it makes you feel good, please consider me abashed or chagrined or whatever it was that you intended me to feel after reading your brilliant, scintillating words. In the meantime, allow me to congratulate you in your decision not to breed, as clearly a person of your qualities represents a full stop on the genetic paragraph; the evolution of your line need go no further.

Please feel free to respond, whereupon I'll be happy to ignore you again in greater detail.

Bye, now.

It gets better, read it all. The fun continues in the comments-

It wasn't a polite request, it you telling me what to do on my own site, and not many people use the phrase "kindly avoid [insert thing here]" in a polite manner. My response in such cases is almost always "fuck you, I'll do as I please." When you want to make a polite request, please try to actually phrase it politely and not imperatively. You'll notice a difference in the response.

As for the particular phrasing, your choice to interpret it in a particular way does not oblige me to care, or retract.

Why people would take on a professional wordsmith on his own blog is an inchoate mystery to me.

You're probably familiar with the Darwin Awards, handed out each year to the people who do humanity the service of removing themselves from the gene pool in creative ways. I think it's time for a new one, named after one of Isaac Asimov's characters in the brilliant Foundation. Lord Dorwin comes to Terminus representing the Galactic Empire. Here's the story:

"But then," interposed Sutt, "how would Mayor Hardin account for Lord Dorwin's assurances of Empire support? They seemed" he shrugged "Well, they seemed satisfactory."

RTWT. h/t Insty

"My favorite line from I Claudius is when Tiberius looks at his successor and tells him - "Rome deserves you.""

Thanks to Posthumanblues

If it were possible, I'd vote for him again, but since it is not, I look forward to Bush's leaving. He'll naturally be blamed for everything that goes wrong over the next 6 years (I recall the Clinton's blamed any bad news on "12 years of Republican rule" until about 1998) and he will continue to be hated, reviled and lied about by the people who have given themselves over to hate, but he's earned his rest.

After him, the deluge.