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Aqua Buddha and the Three Musketeers!

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While the right-wing crazies wait with baited breath to see if President Obama will at some point during this month of Ramadan even glance toward the east, we have a much bigger problem.

It seems there is a conspiracy among Baptists, led by Kentucky’s GOP nominee for the U.S. Senate, to worship a mysterious deity known to followers as the Aqua Buddha.

Oh sure, Rand Paul denies it now – while also claiming now to be a Presbyterian – but many years ago while a student at Baylor University and a member of the university-tormenting NoZe Brotherhood Paul allegedly tried to lead a female swim team member to the river to be baptized in weed and the Aqua Buddha. At least according to GQ Magazine.

“I will categorically deny that I ever kidnapped anyone or forced anybody to use drugs,” Paul said on the Faux News Channel.

Ah, yes, but you see here is where it went wrong. If he’d only attended Southern Methodist University he would have seen the light and realized the true path to Aqua Buddha enlightenment is pot brownies and beer.

At least we can thank him for launching Max & Davina with Sirius Isness and a world wide movement of trance floor fillers, the spearhead of the global trance explosion.

Somehow, I blame Sarah Palin.

And for Sharron Angle and Ken Buck, as well. These three, clearly stable human beings may just combine with Florida’s Medicaid-reimbursements-gone-wild potential GOP goober-natorial nominee Rick Scott could end up being the d’Artagnan, Athos, Porthos & Aramis of the 2010 political scene. (“tous pour un, un pour tous!”)

Only, with luck, no one gets beheaded.

Sharron Angle is the Nevada GOP nominee and Tea Party favorite to unseat U.S. Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid and only a month ago her quest seemed a sure thing. But then she opened her mouth.

Out came such things, paraphrased here, as “hey, let’s kill Social Security,” and “maybe violent revolution is the way to reform this country.”

Then there’s Colorado GOP Senate nominee Ken Buck, who will face incumbent Democrat Mike Bennett who won his party’s nomination yesterday with the full support of President Obama.

Buck, who made it clear during the primary campaign he does not wear high heels and is not, therefore, a woman like his primary opponent also suggested his Tea Party compatriots who believe the President to have been born in Kenya just might be, as he so delicately put it, “dumbasses.”  This endeared him to his base.

And, finally, we have Florida’s Rick Scott. A multi-millionaire and former CEO of the embattled Columbia-HCA hospital chain, Scott is spending $34 million of his own cheese to become governor of Florida because he sees how well current Gov. Charlie Crist has made out in that office.

Angry that GOP primary opponent Bill McCollum, Florida’s current attorney general and long-time political veteran, would question his company’s…er…”problem” with allegations of Medicare fraud found himself served him with a subpoena yesterday at the beginning of a hastily arranged press conference.

Scott was going to denounce McCollum for investigating the $1.7 billion Medicare fraud fine paid by HCA-Columbia a decade ago.

“This is a clear abuse of power. This is exactly what thugs do in third-world countries to keep power,” Scott said. “Bill McCollum is the Tonya Harding of Florida politics.”

Said the Tallahassee lawyer who served the subpoena, ““I’m doing God’s work. I’m not doing this for any campaign. This guy Scott is the corporate spawn of Satan.”

It seems everyone could use a little Aqua Buddha right about now. Or, maybe, Ramadan. Or, just maybe, the Transfiguration.

Kick-ass primaries, whomp!

Big Oil is still kicking the Gulf of Mexico’s ass but it was another primary election day across ‘Murka, yesterday, and that bright shiny object has everyone’s attention. Whomp, there it is…

So, what the hell?

In a clear sign voters prefer candidates who don’t campaign, raise no money, don’t even put up a campaign site on the InnerTubes, for God’s sake, unknown political novice Alvin Green garnered 100,000 votes to win the Democratic nomination for the U.S. Senate in South Carolina.

This simply proves, as all pundits will point out today, that 2010 is THE year of the low key, if not downright invisible, campaign that wastes no money and does not bother anyone.

And, please, no Al Green jokes. The Democratic nominee for Senate in South Carolina doesn’t even live in Memphis!

It was the Republican “Let’s Spend the Night Together” race for the goobernatorial nomination in South Carolina that received all the pre-election press and spotlight where front-runner Nikki Haley, an attractive woman of Indian descent, was accused of sleeping with nearly every political consultant in the state.

She didn’t win. She faces a run-off with a dude who did not claim to sleep with her and only managed to get 21 percent of the vote. Maybe just one more alleged paramour mighta done the trick.

Lord help us if a woman of Brazilian descent ever seeks elected office in South Carolina.

Up in Arkansas, voters disappointed headline writers across the nation who were poised to print, “Halter Tops,” when state AG Bill Halter easily bested incumbent Blanche Lincoln in the senate run-off. He didn’t. Much to everyone’s surprise and disappointment, Lincoln won and headline writers were forced to remove Halter Tops to stay abreast of election results.

Out in California, rich right-wing business women won in both the senate and gubernatorial GOP primaries. Pundits across the nation will loudly today proclaim 2010 to be the year of rich, right-wing Republican women. And this is good because rich, right-wing Republican women have never gotten a fair shake from anyone, let alone voters and the press.

Carly Fiorina and Meg Whitman will now face Barbara Boxer and Jerry Brown, respectively, in a beach volleyball game to become California’s next senator and governor, respectively.

And in Nevada, U.S. Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid got the GOP opponents he wants in November. Sharron “two Rs” Angle won the GOP nod and will continue her chicken-in-every-pot-to-pay-the-doctor health care reform campaign.

Finally, voters in Florida suggest in a Quinnipiac University poll they now oppose offshore oil drilling by a 51 to 42 percent majority. That’s a 48-point swing from an April poll which suggested Floridians favored offshore oil drilling by a 66 to 27 percent majority.

Pundits across ‘Murka will point out Floridians are sharp like that.

Burning (Up) Man Festival in Nevada!!

It was a tough weekend for poor ol’ Harry Reid.

Here he was, having just succeeded in helping pass through Congress one of the most significant social reforms in the last 50 years and he’s celebrating by shooting guns in Vegas with the long-time head of the National Rifle Association.

But down in his dusty desert home town, a whole bunch of folks in pick ‘em up trucks and campers all got together to hear some woman from Alaska act like Donald Trump on his teevee show.

“You’re fired,” shouted the pretty lady from Alaska, clutching her notes in a desperate attempt to keep them from litterin’ the desert in the blowing dust.

Whoa! They sure have a curious way of dealin’ with elected officials in Nevada. Sure, there are lots of things legal in Nevada that are illegal everywhere else but, Lord have mercy, I didn’t know a whole bunch of folks could just get together in the desert and simply fire elected officials.

Oh well…guess that’s it, then. Did they appoint somebody else in his place to be Senate Majority Leader? No? Hmmm…shouldn’t they have done that, too?

Wait…nevermind…realize what was happening, now. It was the teabaggers gettin’ together in the desert in a kind of Burning Up Man Festival to snort and snoot and roar and make really stupid home-made signs.

“Beelzebub Obama,” read one sign, misspelling accepted, pretty much expected.

“Yes we can…kick you out,” read another.

“Stop the Marx Madness,” read still another, perhaps a bit confused between college basketball and Groucho, Harpo & Chico.

“Harry Reid you suck big time. We are going to vote your pathetic socialist ass out!! Go back to Searchlight and run for dogcatcher,” read still one more.

Wait, you mean they DO still hold elections in Nevada? You mean a bunch of angry white folks can’t just get together and fire somebody?

Not to worry, the Nevada rally was just the start of the 24-city tour of the Burning Politicians Festival, one that will culminate in Washington on April 15, Tax Day, when we will no doubt hear lots and lots of jibber-jabber about how much everyone hates to pay taxes…and other unique anti-government stuff.

Okay, sure…there are plenty of angry, frustrated people around these here United States. After all, eight years of the Bush Administration is enough to make anyone snap.

But we really need to understand, violent revolution is soooo 18th Century in the U.S. We take that to other countries, now!

Maybe someone will explain that to 70-year-old Harry Weisiger of Nashville, Tennessee who late last week decided to take matters into his own hands.

Weisiger was charged with reckless endangerment, DUI and leaving the scene of accident after he rammed a car driven by Nashville teacher Mark Duren. It seems the teacher had just picked up his 10-year-old daughter from school when Weisiger alleged spotted an Obama bumper sticker on the Durens’ car – a Prius, no doubt – and rammed him, repeatedly, before fleeing.

Shoot ‘em up at the Starbucks Corral!

“I’d love to meet you at Starbucks…but I’m out of ammo.”

Or…

“I’ll take a venti triple mocha latte with two extra shots…one in the cup and one at your head.”

That’s right. If you haven’t heard by now, you need to know the pin-head knuckle draggers who insist on carrying guns in their pants because they fear they have little else to carry in their pants are pulling the trigger on sanity around the country by staging gun-toting gatherings at Starbucks.

Their aim, you see, is to prove to the world what extreme bullies they can be by carrying guns into Starbucks – and other restaurants – in states where it’s legal to openly carry guns – 24 states, to be exact.

Yes, you read that correctly: it is now legal to openly carry guns in 24 states and two more – Virginia and Arizona – are expected soon to follow suit and become a backdrop for cowboy movies. Guns are allowed now in playgrounds and sports fields in Tennessee.

It’s insanity, really.

Seriously, give me a good reason for carrying a gun into a Starbucks or a California Pizza Kitchen or a Buckhorn Grill or any other restaurant…except, of course, to rob it at gun point.

You’re right. There isn’t one. But that matters little to the mouth breathers who continue to insist they need guns to make up for their lack of self esteem.

Hey morons! Try a little therapy…or contemplative prayer…or yoga, for Heaven’s sake.

The good news is The Brady Center is trying to counter this craziness.

All this comes as the U.S. Supreme Court may be on the brink of relaxing gun laws even more and…oh, yea, did we mention that last night a gun-toter shot up the Pentagon and wounded two police officers?

And from the Tell-Us-Something-We-Don’t-Already-Know Department, comes a leaked memo and PowerPoint show in which Republican operatives suggest using “fear” as a tactic to raise money and win votes in the 2010 elections.

Hmmm, really? Gee, we’ve never seen Republicans do that before. (See: Senator Joseph McCarthy; See: Donald Segretti; See: Karl Rove) But, apparently, this time they mean it.

The strategy, unveiled by the Republican National Committee’s finance group at a gathering of party officials February 18th in Boca Grande, Florida, suggests the best way to raise money from the very rich is to scare them with cartoons and tell them socialism and President Obama will take away all their money!

Cartoons mocking President Obama, Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi and Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid warn of “the evil empire” run by “Curella DeVille and Scooby Doo.”

Issues, anyone? Debate, anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

Guns, fear and cartoons! That’s what made ‘Murka great!

CPAC: pep rally for the discontent!

“Politics hates a vacuum,” once wrote Naomi Klein. “If it isn’t filled with hope, someone will fill it with fear.”

So, with that in mind and the Congress home on winter break, the annual pep-rally for destroying what’s left of this great republic, CPAC, came to Washington to cheer and jeer and generally make a nuisance of themselves.

CPAC stands for Convention of Platitudes And Cranks, or something like that, and the first couple of days are real barn burners – unless, of course, someone can find an airplane to fly into a federal building somewhere.

The man perhaps most responsible for leaving this great nation in its current great mess made a surprise appearance. The former vice-president suddenly emerged from the darkness to the chants of, “Dick! Dick! Dick!”

Okay, not really. They chanted, “Cheney, Cheney, Cheney!” But we know what they meant.

“2010 is going to be a phenomenal year for the conservative cause,” Dick said. “And I think Barack Obama is a one term president.”

The next presidential election won’t take place until 2012…but no matter. 2010 will still be a great year.

South Carolina Senator Jim DeMint told the crowd he’d rather see a U.S. Senate more like himself.

“I’d rather have 30 Republicans in the Senate who believe in the principles of freedom than 60 who don’t believe in anything,” he said.

Right. Because no one there now “believes in freedom.” Oh, heck no! Few Americans actually believe in freedom. Nope, we’re all about enslavement in this country, by golly!

Over at the hip and “kewl” version of CPAC, which is called XPAC for Extremely Pricky Asswipes Converging, crazy Baldwin Brother, Stephen, referred to the President of the United States as – not kidding – “homey.” (You see, the President happens to be African-American.)

“Homey made his bed,” said the Baldwin Brother. “Now, he has got to lay in it.”

Technically, President Obama is trying to pull us out of the deathbed made for us by the Bush Administration. (See “Cheney,” above.)

“CPAC is like our Woodstock,” said one young twerp. “Except unlike the left’s gathering, our women are beautiful…we speak in complete sentences and our notion of freedom doesn’t consist of snorting cocaine…which is certainly one thing that separates us from Barack Obama…

“…actually, on the cocaine front,” continued the young twerp. “I do believe many young people in America viewed Barack as a new drug. It was something to experiment with. But the hangover afterward left them thinking, ‘what the hell did I just do?’”

And there is no truth to the rumor that Mitt “the Mittens” Romney got into a fight with LMFAO’s Sky Blu. That happened on an airplane.

Meanwhile, the Dalai Lama skipped the CPAC klavern to visit President Obama, which prompted the Chinese to retaliate by sending snowboarders to the Winter Olympics in Vancouver.

Later, in Nevada, the president was seen in a corner with Sen. Harry Reid, a pitchfork pinned against the senator’s chest, telling of his round of golf with the Buddhist leader.

The President: “So, I’m on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one – big hitter, the Lama – long.

“So we finish the 18th and he’s gonna stiff me. And I say, ‘hey Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know.’

And he says, “Oh, uh, there won’t be any money but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness.

So I got that goin’ for me.”