To be able to say "Noggle," you first must be able to say "Nah."
Bush’s answer to another preemptive strike is the most thoughtful of the night; he’s touching on his 2000 noninterventionism, his understanding of his duty, and the foresight that an iron fist in the velvet glove is what gives the handshakes in the smiling photoops their shape.
Or something like that.
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Hold the line.
Yes, sir.
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Kerry’s assuring that we’re not going to have a long term presence, all right.
How come he doesn’t address that he’s not in Congress fighting even now for funding troops while he continues to draw a paycheck to do….something.
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Man, perhaps Bush would have been doing a better job after a couple drinks like the rest of us.
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Kerry’s not saying Vietnam, but he’s making the shadow puppets with those hand gestures and his continual references to combat and that war.
Honoring nobility? It’s not about nobility, or honor, it’s about winning.
He mentioned some sort of cutting, but he changed his mind.
He’s going to hunt and kill the terrorists?
Bush almost calls Kerry on it in the extension, which is that Kerry said who wants to tell someone that their son was the last to die for a mistake, and apparently he would, since the Iraq war was a mistake.
Kerry’s Pottery Barn rule invocation? What’s his point?
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Bush is loving the husband of a soldier? Watch for the photoshops on CBS this week!
But he’s showing humanity, which is his strength.
He continues to show a long range vision, too, with the continual reference to goals beyond getting elected.
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Bush was misleading, but *I* was not misleading? Through in a French quote to tell us how smart you are, Senator.
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What would be a last resort for Kerry? Another smoking ruin? A homeland so irradiated with dirty bombs that all we have left is our aircraft carriers? That’s war as a last resort, Senator, and I hope you never get the opportunity to take America to war as a last result.
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Kerry hitting all placards: No alQaeda connection, no WMDs (which are coming across the border every day, that’s not a flip flop-that’s a paradox–Kerry has taken it to the next level!!!), no imminent threat that Bush would have gone into Iraq.
Well, if Iraq had been Morocco, we wouldn’t have invaded either.
We all know. We all know. Crikey, Kerry, never mind.
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Perhaps two minutes isn’t long enough to get them off of the talking points.
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Hey, CSPAN has the feed with both candidates on at all times. Rock on.
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Bush rebutted Kerry well on the last bit, calling Kerry out for his denigration of the America’s allies in the war.
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Kerry’s getting a lot of tread out of the things that the blogosphere has already pointed out are bogus. Perhaps a better debate would have been Kerry with Vodkapundit.
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Kerry: They’re not dying for a mistake, and if I’m elected, they still won’t. I guess his point is a continued Bush administration is a mistake for which they should not die?
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Okay, here I am.
Crikey, I’m a little disappointed in Bush’s performance so far, but I hope he’ll get better.
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Hey, if there’s a thoroughly modern drunkard on your Christmas list, you have plenty of time to order a flask camouflaged as a cellular phone.
And everyone wondered why I started to carry a cell phone…. it’s to get people used to seeing one on my belt….
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Jay “Not Eliot Spitzer (Yet)” Nixon, Missouri attorney general, speaking about his crackdown on the evil criminal geniuses scalping Cardinals tickets:
This may not be the crime of the century, but this may be the team of the century and, by gosh, people ought to have a right to see them.
Keep trying, though, and you’ll be just like Eliot Spitzer.
Who’s not an office holder in the state of Missouri. That’s one parallel I would enjoy, too.
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You know what I did? I used your schnucking product, that’s what I did.
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Paul Harvey led off with it this morning, and USA Today has written a story about it, so it’s undoubtedly clear that as petroleum prices rise, so will the cost of heating our homes this winter. Unfortunately for those who would use fluctations in any market as campaign fodder, the brunt of the winter will occur after the election, but they can get ahead of the story and frighten voters. Let me explain how:
First, you take a revered older statesman of the party, preferably one with a dynamite Nobel prize to his name.
Then you put him on television, bemoaning the state of the country, and announce that citizens will have to put on sweaters and turn down their thermostats because of the policies of the current administration.
Oh, yeah. That will work.
Please try it, oh please please please.
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From Richard Roeper’s column in today’s Chicago Sun-Times, entitled Young, untalented celebs coming out of woodwork:
They’re young and they’re cute, and they’re amazingly unaware of the outside world. They spend their days shopping and lunching and sunbathing topless, and they spend their nights at clubs and private parties. They’re always, always talking on their cell phones. And they wear red-string Kabbalah bracelets, because, like, it shows how, like, spiritual they are.
There’s Lindsay Lohan, who just a few short years ago was starring in “The Parent Trap.” Now Lohan’s a freshly minted 18, and she’s busy clubbing, chain-smoking, feuding with Hilary Duff, hooking up with her boyfriend — Wilmer Valderrama, the 24-year-old fifth banana on “That 70s Show” — and denying rumors that her breasts have been surgically enhanced. It’s a wonder the girl has time to make movies!
There’s Christina Aguilera, a pretty good singer who often looks like she’s posing for Skank Monthly. Aguilera, who’s been pierced more frequently than a porn star at a biker rally, now says she’s going minimalist — keeping just one special piercing.
There’s the little Hilton knockoff sister, Nicky, 20, who married her 33-year-old boyfriend in Vegas. Big sister Paris and fellow party girl Bijou Phillips were in attendance at the classy affair.
There’s Nicole Richie, she of the pierced nippled ring that triggers metal detectors everywhere.
Why, there’s even Barbara and Jenna Bush — fine and decent young women, to be sure, but also way more into the party scene than, say, Chelsea Clinton.
There’s Jessica Simpson, with her giant blond head and her giant bronze chest and her giant capacity for playing the ditz.
There’s the rapidly aging Tara Reid, who looks like the third runner-up in the 1997 Miss Hawaiian Tropic Pageant.
There’s Ally Hilfiger and Jaime Gleicher, the spoiled-brat princesses featured on MTV’s “Rich Girls.”
There’s Mischa Barton. Seems like only yesterday she was the little ghost girl under the bed in “The Sixth Sense.” Now she’s all about string bikinis and the oil heir boyfriend and Fashion Week.
I call foul. Speaking of evil, there’s Ed Gein, Jeffrey Dahmer, Pol Pot, Richard Roeper, Adolf Hitler, Ghengis Khan….
I hereby deem Roeper a Juxtaposeur.
Funny, he fails to mention any Kerry children who are prone to showing up at film premieres with see-through dresses and whatnot. I guess they slipped Roeper’s one track mind, or maybe he doesn’t want to blow his chances with them the next time he sees all of them at a film premiere.
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