I find this bit of idiocy humorous:

Aside from all the substantial reasons I have cited to date, I am speaking out because there are so many others who want to speak but cannot.

That’s David Frum, ex-Bushie, on why he is forced to speak out against Harriet Miers. Which I promptly call Bullshit on. If they want to speak, they can. Why wouldn’t they? Scared of upsetting their own little apple cart? Maybe?

Look, have all the arguments in the world about Harriett Miers, but don’t sit there and try to tell me you’re the voice of the unheard masses of silenced legal genisuses. Blogger is still free, Davie, me boy.

What the hell is the matter with people?

A review of Mr. Earle’s campaign-finance filings in Texas shows that he has received contributions from the AFL-CIO, including a $250 donation on Aug. 29, 2000. He also has received contributions listed on the disclosure forms only as coming from the name of an incorporated entity, often a law firm.
Mr. Earle has said repeatedly that state law bars corporate and union contributions. Attempts to reach Mr. Earle yesterday for comment, including a phone message left on his assistant’s voice mail detailing Mr. DeLay’s charge, were unsuccessful.

Every time I read another new story about Racin’ Ronnie Earle, my gut tells me he’s fookin’ flake who’s been charmed by the klieg lights and rolling cameras. I half-expect a “Great-grampaw’s ghost told to me do this…” any day now, and then he shows us the closet full of Kleenex boxes and mason jars with his fingernail clippings.

From McGeehee.

You might have heard about the suicide bomber right across the Red River in Oklahoma. Gates Of Vienna is the place to go for the best blogospherical look at what’s going on. And it seems to be one hell of a lot more than the “news” is telling us…at least the nationals.

Now, with what is easily the biggest day at the venerable State Fair of Texas, and the biggest regular-schedule game in the Big 12, you might think that our local Snooze might have something to say about the Paki roommate, the recent spasm of visits to the mosque, the physical evidence of TATP explosives, etc. You would be wrong. But the Baron lays it out for you:

Islamic terrorist bomb attacks, whether suicide or otherwise, are coming to America. Everyone knows that; it’s only a matter of time. What the mujahideen have done in Iraq and Bali and Madrid and London they would dearly love to inflict on us, and we must assume that they are trying, twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week, to do just that.

Eye on the ball, folks…don’t expect the authorities to catch them all, every time. Be prepared.

…I did notice there was NHL hockey on teevee again. Yes, I did enjoy watching it. Right, I do like the new rules if they do what the experts say (remember, I’m a hockey idiot.) Yes, yes…even an idiot can see that the new jumbo-size offensive zones are going to make for some fun power-play, um, play. Dang right I’m happy the boys are back on the ice, and they’re playing the big honking horn again.

First-hand reports are that butts in seats were at 80% of capacity. This just might be the year I make my way down to the new over-priced field house, before they turn, from being thrilled that anyone in hot old Texas even cares about their sport, back into the filthy price-gougers of old.