Profiles in Crazy
August 11th, 2010 | 0 Comments | Comedy, Politics |
A new generation of foolishness. Ben Quayle runs for Congress. Be afraid, I guess.
A new generation of foolishness. Ben Quayle runs for Congress. Be afraid, I guess.
The proposal would mean pay cuts for 366 superintendents at the end of their contracts, saving school districts $9.8 million.
Which if you do the math is about a buck-and-a-quarter for every man, woman and child in the great state of New Jersey, per year.
I can hardly wait to start spending a windfall like that.
I wonder how, with the budget fixed at 2.5% and with healthcare and energy costs rising without limit, after a few decades there is going to be money left for anything else — not just pensions, but salaries, books, maintenance, buses, administration. All the money will be going to PSE&G and the health insurance carriers.
But I guess if there are no employees, there’s no one to insure or to keep warm.
With statistics. If you’re like me you’re immediately suspicious of anything Fox News puts up. Like the old joke goes, “hello, he lied.” I’m going to try here to explain what techniques they’re using in a graphic they’re using on unemployment to gull their already gullible viewers into believing something that just isn’t true.
The commercial or the candidate, I’m not sure which.

The usual suspects are up in arms over House Speaker Nancy Pelosi’s high rental costs for her district office.
He’s got his little file cards, Ronald Reagan-style, with talking points on every candidate and issue so all he has to do is stack them up and the press releases just write themselves. In Tuesday night’s missive, Specter’s defeat in Pennsylvania tonight is terrifying to Democrats. Because of his embrace of the Obama agenda, his constituents have risen up mightily and replaced him with …
…a reliable vote for the Democrats, who has supported the Obama agenda.
Nothing brings it home quite like, well, bringing it home. Paul Rademacher has put together a Google Mash-up Map that lets you superimpose the (current) extent of the spill on the city of your choice. I picked my home town of Maplewood, NJ, and found that it would go from the Pennsylvania border out to Montauk, and from West Point down to Bay Head on the Jersey shore.

Was it Oscar Wilde who wrote, “you’d have to have a heart of stone to not burst out laughing”? Read how two conservative concern-trolls treat us to a whimpering plaint about how mean President Obama is to them. After all they’ve done.
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