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Another Installment In This Blog’s ‘Gentleman’ Jim Moran Apology Series

Posted on | October 22, 2011 | 11 Comments

by Smitty

World renowned financial expert ‘Gentleman’ Jim Moran, at 2:00 in the following clip:

You can’t acquire financial security through earned income today; the only way you do it is by having an appreciating asset.


By ‘asset’ I presume he means a set of lobbyist donkeys, and ‘appreciating’ may amount to the kinds of things that Congressmen do which are perfectly legal, yet which, were details to leak, could lead to tar and feather shortages. Solyndra is the general sort of thing I’m talking about, though Moran is older, and likes him some DoD kickbacks.

I just love ‘Gentleman’ Jim’s commitment to American Exceptionalism on display in that quote. To paraphrase: “Give up.” Longer Moran: “If you don’t accept your government cheese with gratitude, we can force feed you.” Oh, and as somebody who has managed his mortgage and student loans gracefully and traditionally, thanks for the kick in the wallet, Congressman. Government market tampering: just keep the monkeys typing, so that they either arrive at Shakespeare or something an idea nearly as good as the market would have developed naturally.

The good news for VA-8 is that Patrick Murray is apparently going to mount another campaign. ‘Gentleman’ Jim is emblematic of every shark-jumping tendency in Congress. America: I’m sorry we haven’t drained this carbuncle on the public bottom yet. Just want you to know we’re trying.

Via Hot Air

Previous/More Antics:

Update: now a Memeorandum thread. Also reacting: Fire Andrea Mitchell.

Is Anyone Slimier Than Bill Maher?

Posted on | October 22, 2011 | 59 Comments

“If you just presented the Republicans with Obama’s resume and didn’t say who it was, they would erect statues to this guy. He killed bin Laden, he killed Gaddafi, he saved us from a depression. I mean all, just, just the killing alone, Michelle Malkin would name her vibrator ‘Obama.'”
Bill Maher, Oct. 21, 2011


Noel Sheppard calls Maher a “disgusting cretin,” and Donald Douglas at American Power remarks:

I don’t see Rachel Maddow, that great champion of the oppressed, putting up any objections. . . . Where’s the progressive outrage?

I’m sure the outraged progressives are too busy beating drums in their Occupy Wall Street protests to notice what Bill Maher says. And I’m sure Bill Maher is too busy beating something else to worry about anybody’s outrage.

Update: linked at The Conservatory.

The Outlaw Josey WalesJeff Goldstein

Posted on | October 22, 2011 | 13 Comments

by Smitty

Worth a ‘Heh’:

But who should be his co-star?

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Posted on | October 22, 2011 | 2 Comments

by Smitty

It just doesn’t get any more American than this guy, who manages to be positive, funny, and engaging with enviable consistency. Do enjoy:

via Daily Pundit

Lech Walesa Has An #OccupyWallStreet Reality Check, Declines Beclownment

Posted on | October 22, 2011 | 57 Comments

by Smitty

One surmises he’s closer in spirit to Tea Partiers:

Using biggovernment.com plus other news sources, rapidly we painted an accurate picture of the groups training, leading, and organizing the “movement.” The movement is organized by anarchists, Code Pink, the American Communist movement, jihadists, anti-Israel, socialist, and anti- free enterprise interests. OWS folks are politically to the left of President Barack Obama.
At the Lech Walesa Institute Foundation in Warsaw, they were thankful to receive this information.
Based on our discussion and intervention, President Walesa is not going to get involved with the OWS. He is not comfortable with the “organizations” behind the movement. It was not a difficult discussion.

via RocksEm

Update: welcome, Instapundit readers!

‘She Swears She’s Not Romantically Involved With Her New Friend’

Posted on | October 22, 2011 | 30 Comments

Not the kind of sentence a Florida banker wants to read in a story about his wife’s trip to New York:

A married mother of four from Florida ditched her family to become part of the raggedy mob in Zuccotti Park — keeping the park clean by day and keeping herself warm at night with the help of a young waiter from Brooklyn.
“I’m not planning on going home,” an unapologetic Stacey Hessler, 38, told The Post yesterday.
“I have no idea what the future holds, but I’m here indefinitely. Forever,” said Hessler, whose home in DeLand sits 911 miles from the tarp she’s been sleeping under.
Hessler — who ironically is married to a banker — arrived 12 days ago and planned to stay for a week, but changed her plans after cozying up to some like-minded radicals, including Rami Shamir, 30, a waiter at a French bistro in Cobble Hill, Brooklyn.
She swears she’s not romantically involved with her new friend.

I say we take her word for it. Because bankers’ wives who display a personal hatred of capitalism are completely trustworthy.

Suggested Twitter hashtag:#OccupyMrsHessler … #IYKWIMAITYD.

Layover in Long Beach

Posted on | October 21, 2011 | 14 Comments

LONG BEACH, Calif.
The airport terminal here is a low-tech, low-budget affair — a single-story building with two large, bare waiting areas and a sort of vestibule where the TSA has its security-screening operation. The restrooms are located in a couple of temporary-looking out buildings.

There are none of those covered gangways to or exit the planes. Instead, upon arrival at Long Beach, you descend down a stairway and walk across the tarmac to the terminal.

So far as I can tell, Jet Blue is the only “major” airline operating out of Long Beach, with departures to maybe a dozen destinations. This low-budget airport and its low-budget airline, then, seems to function mainly to provide low-budget transportation out of Southern California, and thus relieve pressure at eternally congested LAX.

Via Memeorandum, the news upon my arrival here was: “Protesters storm campus after Cantor cancels visit.” Evidently, House Majority Leader Eric Cantor (R-Va.) had been scheduled to give a lecture at the University of Pennsylvania’s Wharton School of Business. A bunch of left-wing protesters — “Occupy [Fill in the Blank]” types — had planned a big disruption, so Cantor canceled the lecture and the mob ran amok.

The good news: No “Occupy Long Beach Airport” demonstrations have yet been announced, although the passengers here are clearly victims of social injustice.

Hit the freaking tip jar!


Memo From the National Affairs Desk: Final Boarding at McCarran International

Posted on | October 21, 2011 | 9 Comments

The National Affairs Desk, 5:30 p.m., Friday, Oct. 21, 2011

McCARRAN INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, Las Vegas
By the time I got to the taxi stand in front of the fabulous Venetian Resort Hotel, it was 4:30 p.m. and I only had until 5 p.m. to get checked in at the Jet Blue counter for my flight to Long Beach en route to Dulles. The cab driver asked me which route I preferred to the airport, and I told him to take the fastest route possible.

Even the freeway isn’t too fast at that hour of the day, and there was some doubt as to whether I’d make it on time, but this guy was The Best Cab Driver in Vegas — aggressively cutting through traffic and zipping across lanes to make the McCarran Airport exit, so that he dropped me off with 10 minutes to spare. The fare was $30.80, and I gave him $35, because really sharp driving in an emergency situation deserves to be rewarded.

Check-in was quick and efficient, and the line at security wasn’t too long. My flight, originally scheduled for a 6 p.m. departure was delayed by half an hour and, while walking toward the D terminal, I placed a quick call to Smitty and discussed plans for future operations, beginning with him picking me up at Dulles in the morning, to save my wife the hassle. The bill for dinner in the airport lounge  — $9.19 turkey sandwich, $2.19 bag of chips, $6.49 Corona — came to $19.32 and a $3 tip seemed fair.

At this point, there is no time for the Final Wisdom. They’ll call final boarding in about 10 minutes, and I must be on the plane. Exactly what was learned during this five-day/four-night journalistic expedition to Vegas will therefore have to wait until I get back home. Maybe I can write it up on the red-eye transcontinental flight that will bring me to Dulles shortly after dawn Saturday.

Final boarding! Hit the freaking tip jar!


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