After all, with some things in life, it is a relatively easy matter to find them, whether it be Hardball, or Sesame Street, or a can of Coca-Cola, or cannibals wearing deelyboppers.
All right then, maybe not the last one. But then again, maybe not dKos either. Although it's just my cup of tea when it comes to political websites, it was around for about 4 years before I found it, and even then it was by accident.
So follow me over the fold for my story, and please tell me yours in the comments.
TruthOfAngels’s recent angelic tactics against fibbing Satan has made him ineligible for my vote, under any circumstances, including the General Heaven'n'Hell Election. If this nomination comes down to TruthOfAngels v. LiesOfDevils, I’m rooting for LoD all the way....
.....but that would be my worst nightmare! Because Fibby Lucifer vs. TOA will be a walk in the park for Truth. And that is largely due to the fact that the Satan guy just doesn’t appeal to most people who love TruthOfAngels, which is probably everybody.
Except it's not actually Easter, or so you think, naive Kossack. But fret not. It's not your fault. You've been lied to by The Man, you grubby little America-hating traitor. But now I have come to tell you (drum roll)
The TRUTH!
(Don't believe me? Look at my UID, people! It's PROOF! Which nearly rhymes with TRUTH! Honestly, what more do you need?)
Follow me over the fold for a heartwarming tale of fibs something or other.
And if I could just say a few words . . . I'd be a better public speaker.
Here's the video of a song with the word 'Sunday' in it.
And onto GMDK, which is the diary your mother warned you not to come into, if there had been a world wide web when you were a child, which there wasn't, so actually she didn't.
And for the third week running, in a (if I do say so myself) brilliant bit of blogging synergy, I find a song on YouTube with 'Sunday' in the title and post it below:
But enough about me, let's talk about you. What do you think about me? To celebrate your opinion of my unequivocal genius, I've included a poll at the end of this post.
Anyhoo, let's move onto GMDK, which is fun for all the family, unless we are talking about the Waltons, because they did not have the Internet, poor things.
And yes, I freely admit that the title is just an excuse to post this video.
That was Blur's 'Sunday Sunday' (see what I did with the title?) It's about a day of the week, but I don't know which one. All suggestions gratefully received.
And so we enter endgame GMDK, which is guaranteed 100% fat free, unless you eat it.
First of all, this diary should be considered a 100% unofficial ersatz substitute for the real thing, past issues of said real thing can be found here.
What's Good Morning Daily Kos? maxomai explains here.
Who does it? These people do.
* AAbshier on Mondays
* Blue Jersey Mom on Tuesdays
* Moody Loner on Wednesdays
* Spedwybabs on Thursdays
* Jetskreemr / Eddie C on Fridays
* maxomai on Saturdays.
And me as well, for a Sunday serving of same, at least until I get tarred and feathered and run out of dKos on a rail for being unfunny.
But hey, it hasn't happened yet. From the overcast skies of Portsmouth, Old Hampshire, this is GMDK!
Hearings continue on the Petraeus Iraq Report. Gen. David Petraeus, Commander of the Multinational Forces Iraq, and Ryan Crocker, U.S. Amb. to Iraq, appear before the Senate Foreign Relations Cmte and Senate Armed Services Cmte. On Monday, the two took part in a joint hearing of the House Armed Services Cmte. and the House Foreign Affairs Cmte. Beginning at 9:30 am EDT.
WASHINGTON, Aug 13 2007 — Karl Rove, the political adviser who masterminded President George W. Bush’s two winning presidential campaigns and secured his own place in history as a political strategist with extraordinary influence within the White House, announced on Monday that he would resign at the end of the month.
But, unless you've been in Bhutan or on Mars for the past fortnight, you're probably quite aware that Karl Rove is - or, more accurately, appears to be - leaving the national political scene; for now, at least.
I want out of this farce of a website. I thought this was on open forum for TruthOfAngels to burble on about nothing. Instead, it is little more than the internet wing of the Democratic pootie machine. Now that I want out, a fair minded and liberal website would let me delete my brain and go. Instead, Daily Kos will give me no such option. Like some sort of cult, I was welcomed in freely but am now being barred from bashing my own head with a spoon whilst shouting 'Table!' very loudly. I do not want to simply leave and let my few remaining lonely brain cells remain here at a website I am puzzled by because it has too many big words. Since Kos won't allow me the decent option of wearing my pants on my head (just about every blog DOES let you wear your pants on your head when you want to), then somebody here needs to wear my pants on their head for me. To deny me my unusual headwear and total stupidity is unacceptable.
(Note before I start: Apologies to older Kossacks: I envisaged the time period and the status of the relative due to my age (31). But it can be at any reasonably distant point in the future, talking to any reasonably young relative. But I digress and am in fact waffling. On with it!)
(In fact, let's make it 'Talking to my grandchild in 50 years' time'. That should remove all confusion (all my confusion, anyway, my writing style can be somewhat tortured) and at least allow me to start the diary properly instead of meandering on interminably, as indeed I am prone to do.)
(But I won't change the title as that would make all the preceding drivel even more nonnsensical than it already is. Okay, I'll start. For those brave few who have stayed with me to this point, thanks for reading. More over the fold.)
Well, folks, you know how it is in America today. Those pesky libruls and their high-falutin' Communist ways.
I mean, goddamnit! Hitler hated Jews an' it's Israel bombing those Lebanese kids so they're kinda like Hitler, them Lebanese kids! But there's some people out there want to surrender to these kids! Traitors!
So I did some researching with my values of truthiness, and I found the face of the liberal menace. Don't be thanking me! But gaze upon this face of evil!
In this time of what seems like infinite political corruption, this age of electronic voting booths, this era of signing statements, it's hard sometimes not to feel as though you are not swimming through a treacly sea, constantly feeling that downwards pull, flailing wildly but unable to gain traction, gain a hold on some surface that will keep you stable, never mind that you want to climb higher; sometimes equilibrium is all that seems possible. But see if you can find a ledge for a minute. Have a sit down. My only idea here's just to talk a bit about Thomas Jefferson, and cheer you up a bit, if you're not feeling so good. Hope it works.
What if George W. Bush enacted all the foreign policies you disagree with?
There's no what-if, it's already done.
But . . .
(And I think it's a big but, stay with me here . . .)
What if he also put in a minimum wage that increases every year (now approx. 9$ per hour) and put in place a minumum paid holiday entitlement of 20 days per year?
It wouldn't make up for Iraq, but you wouldn't feel quite the same as you do, perhaps.
(NB/ You probably know who I might be talking about. If you do, go with this. If you don't, go with it anyway. If I suck, you can always say so, my fellow Kossacks. More over the fold.)
