"Vagabond Moon" - Willie Nile
Fall has finally arrived here -- the temperature dropped about 30 degrees overnight. Me, I'm heading to warmer climes -- off to Tampa to continue the road show of pension doom. Get to say hi to Deborah at least.
Well the Washington Post gave me one of their classic moments of revulsion today, with a laudatory article about Newt Gingrich, with the subheader "Newt Gingrich looks poised for a big future." To which I say bollocks. (Interestingly, the subhead does not appear in the online article, only on the dead tree version -- I wonder if they've caught overwhelming shit.)
Let me boldly predict that Newt Gingrich and I will hold the same number of elected offices in the future -- zero. Only among the ultimate Villagers is this repellent assclown viewed as a viable candidate for anything. And for fuck's sake, the only place this guy has ever won an election is in a small part of Georgia. I can't imagine anything that would make Obama happier than the idea of Gingrich being the Republican nominee in 2012 -- unless it's Palin. But I would say that Palin has a far better chance than Gingrich of winning the nomination -- Gingrich, should he run, is likely to land in Rudy Giuliani/Fred Thompson territory. And no, he's not an intellectual or anything close.
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