They say that celebrities die in threes. Who would have ever thought that we’d see a troika of Saddam Hussein, Gerald Ford, and Soul Brother Number One. Of the three, I think I liked James Brown best. Of course, that might be because I haven’t been convinced that Gerald Ford saved the world by pardoning Nixon. Maybe I’m not watching enough cable news.
On another topic, I was wondering if the undead require sleep. And then I thought, “Does Dick Cheney sleep upside down in his closet? Does he fold up his bat wings behind his back?” What do you think?
starting in about 10 minutes there will be a documentary about blogwars in the Lamont race airing on the Sundance channel.
No, the undead require unsleep. Cheney just needs a few power unnaps and he’s good to go.
but then he definitely unnaps upside down in the closet. Right?
Cheney’s in the closet, and his daughter’s out.
Undeadness skips a generation.
I think he has his valet do the folding. You know, his valet, George. The only problem is Georgie just never knows when to “fold em” nor when to “hold em”, nor when to “walk away” but he sure knows how to run,,, from Viet Nam, Katrina, his bidnesses, his accountability
service in the Congressional Rotunda — someone just passed out and is being taken out for medical attention, but they’re not identifying whom. It’s one of the male attendees though, so it’s not Betty Ford; apparently she’s bearing up well.
Network pool revealed it was William Broomfield of Michigan, former Congressman and colleague of Ford’s, so he’s probably no spring chicken himself…hope he’ll be okay…
The best diary I have ever read. On any blog. On any topic.
OK, so I don’t read all that many blogs. But I do read three pretty damned good ones every day and this is the best diary I’ve ever read. There’s a nasty, stupid food fight in the comments, but never mind that. Read the diary. It is worth your time.
Wow! What a diary. Best use of a historical event I’ve seen in a long time. Your telling of it reminds me of Henry at Agincourt.
Oh, that’s not my diary. All credit goes to occams hatchet. I just thought it deserved to be widely noticed. I’ve read a lot of good diaries in the past year or so, at Daily Kos, at European Tribune, and here at the Frog Pond. I’ve been informed and entertained by many of them. I have been motivated by more than a few. But no diary I have every read, on my three favorite blogs or any of the others I sometimes visit, has moved me like occams’ diary did.
Right about there I got something in my eye and had to stop reading for a bit. Call me a sentimental fool if you want. For me the metaphor was irresistible.
Sure, I knew it was OH’s diary, but since you brought it over here, so to speak, I put the comment over here. Thanks for pointing it out. I missed it at DK, and it is a great piece.
well at least he helped me make a fortune on trendio as his stock skyrocketed these last days http://www.trendio.com/word.php?wordid=120&language=en
I think I liked James Brown best.??????
Whaddya mean “I think”?
Gerald Ford never got anyone laid. Gerald Ford never made anyone shake their ass like the Godfather did.
“I think”. Hmmph. No thinking necessary.
If there is no penalty for not protecting and defending the Constitution what will stop the next President from doing whatever he can justify doing? Ford may have been a nice person but the consequences of his actions have caused suffering and death to many. The death of Saddam does little to help the Iraqi civil war or the future of the Middle East. However, Bush has finally been able to put that notch on his gun – and he’ll do nothing in the next two years but tell us about it. Media news is killing me with the coverage of these events. The Mainstream Media on TV has reached the point of providing only scant reasons for existing.
I was half thinking about doing a diary about the ironies of the multiple funerals this week and what they say about American — and world — culture. We get nonstop media over the self-defeating killing of a brutish dictator alongside endless pomp and analysis over the death of an unelected nonentity president whose only distinction was that he was a “nice guy” as defined at ruling-class cocktail parties — ie, somebody who didn’t rock the boat. The former will live in history only as a negative, the latter as a footnote.
In contrast we have James Brown, who single-handedly changed the face of music in America and the world, and hence its very culture, and you’d hardly know about the fall of this giant unless you listen to public broadcasting or read Rolling Stone. Over and over again, it’s remarkable to see how political mediocrity — and to my mind that’s about the only kind there is — trumps real genius every single time. I have to wonder how much better a people we might be if we and “our” media ever got a clue about what really changes the world.