No, not the young, hot, Jonathan Rhys-Meyers Henry VIII, but the lunatic, paranoid, greedy gout-ridden late-life Henry VIII.
As I continue to mull over whether to actually go to Yearly Kos or if I really do think that if BushCheney is planning a false flag operation, a giant convention center full of progressives, including many Democratic presidential candidates, might be a place where they would enact it, let's see what's going on out in Blogtopia(™ Skippy).
The Rude Pundit says that if America is a business, with us as shareholders and George W. Bush is the CEO, perhaps we ought to start acting like shareholders and demand some fucking accountability from this bunch.
Digby (or as it'll read when they make the Broadway Musical, Digby!!!!) is on the sexual harassment beat, with the Washington Post in an uproar because like Jessica Valenti, Hillary Clinton refuses to remove her breasts before appearing in public.
Shamanic makes a very valid argument about how Hillary Clinton is the absolute last thing we need if we're going to start fixing the Bush mess as a nation instead of two warring camps. It doesn't matter if her divisiveness is warranted or a creation of the Mighty Wurlitzer (as if we don't already know) -- it's there and it IS going to take precedence in the media over ANYTHING she might want to accomplish. Do we really want to go there again?
Jurassicpork on George W. Bush as the real somewhere man, making all his somewhere plans for somebody -- presumably all who oppose him.
Amd finally, because sometimes even escaping to Lord Voldemort is better than thinking about who's running the country, last night, Keith Olbermann, perhaps inadvertently revealing the geek behind the crisp Esquire-magazine suits, re-ran his theory about how Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows ends:
I think he's onto something. But as Mr. Brilliant noted, this leaves open the possibility that the whole series is nothing more than the fantasy life of an orphaned boy living with horrible relatives and that this entire elaborate universe exists only in Harry's mind. Which either makes him a very creative child or else he's schizophrenic. But the notion that Harry must give up being a wizard to kill Voldemort is a plausible ending, and a metaphorical one for the growing-up process that's happened to these characters during the course of the series. After all, once we realize that we have to earn a living, don't we all become Muggles?
I myself like the version that ran on the op-ed page of the New York Times -- that it ends with the revelation that J.K. Rowling really is Hermione, sitting with a stroller in a coffee bar, writing a memoir about her friends at Hogwarts.
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