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When Coloradoans Attack!

Well, well, well. Seems that my post tut-tutting the concept of Colorado as part of the heartland has touched a nerve. First, Jared at Exultate Justi comments, and then one of his readers sends me this enlightened e-mail:

You ignorant person…

Dear Brian,
Read your post “Colorado is not the heartland” (linked from Exultate
Justi). I would suggest that you watch too much television if you think
rather small, insignificant places like Aspen and Vail as typical of my
state. Boulder? Show me a major college town that is not infested by
leftist wierdoes. Athens? Lawrence? Chapel Hill? Not!

Skiing? Actually, that ‘sport’ was developed by us as a tourist trap to
sucker Texans and Chicagoans into spending their money. They also often
spend time in our hospitals after this activity, further spending money.
Sadly, many of these people stayed.

Not the heartland, indeed! I am sick of all of you lowlanders thinking
that this is some kind of snow-covered wonderland (we really ought to
re-name sme of our sports franchises that reflect this misconception).

Denver? typical nasty yuppie-infested big city. Colorado Springs?
Imagine Birmingham, Alabama without the humidity. We are just as normal
as any other place in the USA.

In the interest of reaching out to our poor Colorado brothers and elevating the discourse, I’d like to point out:

Coors beer isn’t very good either.

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Retouching Last Nights Posts

I’ve corrected a couple minor grammar and punctuation mistakes, but I have not redone the Roman numerals because I repeated a number early, and didn’t want to spend the morning editing the numbers on the posts. Perhaps next time I’ll wisen up and use Arabic numerals.

But that’s so un-pretensious.

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Post Live Blogging Smack Talk

Stephen Green, the so-called “VodkaPundit,” claims:

Before we get to the (ha!) insightful stuff, let me note something:

1 hour, 45 minutes.

46 posts.

Who’s got the hardest-working blog in the business?

Ladies and gentlemen, I submit to you, over the course of the last few days here at MfBJN, we had over 10 hours of live blogging with , hrm, C, carry the XVII, well, a lot of posts and a lot of booze.

Who’s the hardest drinking blogger in blog business?

I meant working.

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PachyBlogging Day4, Part LX

So it ends.

This is the first convention I’ve watched. I am sorry I didn’t see the Democrat convention this year so I could have more personal compare-and-contrast details, but perhaps in four years I’ll remember to pay more attention. If I can remember this resolution tomorrow, when I have pulled the shades and crawl into this office to complete a work day.

I endorse George W. Bush for president, for what it’s worth; I don’t know whom I might convince to vote for him. The best I can hope, I suspect, is to inspire someone who would lean in that direction but who would normally be to lazy to vote.

Perhaps one day, I can attend a national convention, not as a blogger, but as a delegate from my home state. Some of this will depend on the loosening of the social conservatism of the Republican Party, and some will depend upon whether they have an open bar.

Thanks for stopping by. God bless you, and may God bless America.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled blog inanity, already in progress.

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PachyBlogging Day4, Part LVIII

George W. Bush: Summation.

Was it the speech of his life? I don’t know. I haven’t seen them all.

He covered all the bases: foreign policy, domestic policy, past, present, future; himself, with perspective and humor, and his office. He knows the Republicans in the hall and in the nation don’t agree with everything he says and does, but he hopes you respect him for his principles and for his ability to stick to them.

I do, Mr. President, I do.

I would say “O Captain, my Captain,” but:

  • I’m not a Whitman fan.
  • I’m afraid a lot of people would think it was an allusion to Dead Poets’ Society.
  • This is no occasion for an elegy; I hope our journey has only reached the midway point.

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PachyBlogging Day4, Part LV

George W. Bush.

The self-deprecating humor, regarding Arnold correcting his English and his Texas “walk” humanizes him greatly.

Unlike certain other elements of American political society, George W. Bush and others I admire recognize their foibles and can occasionally laugh about them.

Does Franken mock himself? I’m not asking rhetorically; I don’t know. I don’t listen to him.

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