Last Call for the Night
I'm all done blogging, but I won't be going to sleep. Instead, I plan on watching this over and over again.
Still Pissed Off About the Hawley-Smoot Tariff
I'm all done blogging, but I won't be going to sleep. Instead, I plan on watching this over and over again.
I didn't mention the story before, but D.C. Thornton has a link to a solution that should keep Israel and Hamas both happy.
Battle-born Blogger Alexander Marriott wrote an essay criticizing Bush's Middle East democracy project in the wake of the Palestinian elections.
I never listen to Rush Limbaugh (I'm at work while he broadcasts), but today I happened to be in the car for this segment:
The 2d Circuit (covering New York, Vermont and Connecticut) and the 9th Circuit. They both struck it down because there was no exception for the life and health of the mother, so it the statute couldn't be saved by a narrower remedy.
Cindy Sheehan got arrested today, at the State of the Union address.
Does this blogroll make my butt look big?
Cindy Sheehan needs your support. Seriously. This is one cause that conservatives and liberals can get behind.
This is all over the blogosphere. A Danish newspaper carried several political cartoons depicting Muhammad in an unflattering light. Arabs went berserk and called for a boycott of all things Danish. The newspaper caved in. Dr. Rusty Shackleford has several posts on the subject (see here, here, here, here, here, and here; that first one has all of the offending pics).
By an overwhelming margin.
But if it's anything like the "scrutiny" they gave Kofi Annan and his son Kojo, I can't imagine Iran's sweatin' it much.
Yesterday, while reading through the comments section at DailyKos (and laughing my butt off about their Alito filibuster argument), I chanced upon this post, purporting to reveal yet more cronyism in the Bush White House in connection with the President's Foreign Intelligence Advisory Board (PFIAB).
John Kerry announced it today: he's going to filibuster Sam Alito, and it looks like Kennedy is on board, as well.
***SOBEKPUNDIT EXCLUSIVE! MUST CREDIT SOBEKPUNDIT!***
So I woke up this morning, and thought "that's odd, usually I wake up because my kids wake me up. I wonder why I don't hear either of them." I get out of bed, go to the boys' room, and there's my younger son sitting in his crib, content as can be, just hangin' out. No sign of his older brother.
I've seen a bunch of blogs, mostly conservative ones, falling for fake news reports that Canada just voted in a conservative prime minister. The obvious tip-off was the implication, in said news reports, that Canada has, like, an actual government, instead of whatever fakey-pretend thing they use to pretend they're a real country.
The New York Post has a story on Condi's proposed house-cleaning for the State Department. Registration required, so you might just want to read Vodka Pundit, who posts some of the bullet points. Here's an exerpt from Stephen Green's exerpt:
I agreed with most of this post, but I think Jeff is a little off when he says:
I just finished The Once and Future King, which is a remarkable book in a lot of ways, and a mighty quick read (in spite of its 640 pages). I highly recommend it.
... I should point out that this is really, really stupid.
Allah's got the scoop.
So, is it just a coincidence that Osama bin Laden is asking for a truce a week after air strikes killed his master bomb maker?
Yeah, we all assumed that if Dave ever started up a web site other than his blog, he'd tell us, right? Shows what we know.
I generally have a lot of respect for Liberal Larry, Professym of Midget Studies at some college in Seattle whose name escapes me. But it's more a grudging respect for his formidable academic prowess than any agreement with his substantive views. His latest post especially got my blood boiling, and I think it's about time I let him know what I think.
A reader writes: "Dear Sobek, is there an on-line, Egypt-themed game I can play to while away the hours of my meaningless existence when you aren't posting? Sincerely, Seneb Khufru."
He who lives by the bomb, dies by the bomb (cruise missile, whatever). Pakistan named three jihadis killed in a U.S. airstrike last week.

From this morning, the Supreme Court basically punted on an abortion case. In a 9-0 decision by O'Connor, the Court reversed a 1st Circuit ruling forbidding the enforcement of a parental-notification law. Basically, New Hampshire passed a law requiring minor girls to tell their parents before getting an abortion. The trial judge said the whole law was unconstitutional, and the First Circuit agreed.
I just wanted to point out that driving has been so much more enjoyable since I had those tire slashers installed.
Good news and bad news about the new Chief Justice.
By "lightning-quick" I mean "utterly imperceptible." Check out these two headlines:
Yo, I dunno, Sobek. "Love Letters in the Sand" was some pretty dope sh*t."
Damn straight, nigga.
By thinking about the history and present status of race-relations in America.
Nevada has more than its fair share of nothing, but it's beautiful nothing. Or rather, it looks like a lot of wasteland when you're
Here's a couple happy residents of middle-of-nowhere Nevada. Seriously, I've never taken a picture that can really convey how far from civilization I was at this point. Once I turned my back on the two-lane highway, there was nothing but scrub brush, yuccas, ghostly mountains and hidden animals as far as the eye can see. And I assure you, the eye can see a very, very long way.
The vast valleys of southern Nevada are bordered by jagged mountains that rise up from oceans of dust. The air turns the solid mountains into haunted wraiths unless you're right up next to them.
I carried kidd-o up another mountain. Actually, I did much less carrying this time. He is increadibly independent, and insisted on climbing as much as possible. He did a pretty good job, for a three-year-old, although I held his hands the whole time, and occasionally lifted him over prickly bushes when he walked into a corner. This is a view to the west.
Kidd-o posing for a shot to the north. If I hadn't been carrying him, and if I had all day instead of a few hours, I would love to have climbed those mountains in the background and just walked all along the ridge at the top.
From the summit, looking west. Someone built a pile of stones at the top, and kidd-o thought that was pretty cool. That road is Old Spanish Trail Highway, between Nevada and California. When I took the picture, I thought I was still in Nevada. The border, it turns out, is only marked from the California side. I guess Nevada is too cheap to let drivers know when they're leaving. I like this pic because the road gives some sense of perspective about how massive the valley is.
He was even more enthusiastic about climbing down than up. He doesn't yet realize that going down a hill is easier than going up, but that going down safely is harder than going up safely.
Another shot climbing down the ravine. The slabs of lava rock were roughly-textured for grip, and were almost like stairs, making things much easier on me than I had hoped.
When kidd-o smiles spontaneously, it's the most adorable thing ever. When I ask him to smile for a picture, I get something like this. Oh well, there's one close-up for the benefit of my parents, who are probably more interested in their grandkid than in the scenery.
We found a cave on the way down, with a little hole opposite the main entrance.
After climbing the mountain, we continued our westward trek into California. We came into another massive valley, miles across and so long I couldn't see the end of it. The road I was on ran along the northern edge of the valley for a long time, then cut right through a winding pass. In the meantime, I could see off in the distance, on the southern end of the valley, something I couldn't quite make out. You can see it on the right side of this picture.
I thought our adventures were over, but there was one more surprise in store for us. We had been back on pavement again for a while. Suddenly I saw this massive bird in the middle of the road, about the same time the bird saw me. It lifted off, trying to carry its recently-slaughtered dinner, then decided it wasn't worth trying to race me with its prey. It dropped the bloody wreckage and flew to the top of a utility pole.The crack young staff at Hatemongers Quarterly apparently just noticed something that I noticed, oh, maybe a few months ago:
From the Macon Telegraph:
...to give us pearls of wisdom like this:
Ace says Dianne Feinstein (D - Disneyland) has basically conceded there won't be an Alito filibuster, and he's had the votes to get through the Senate since day one. Go read it, because it's one paragraph after another of utterly crushing Dem hopes. Here's my personal favorite line:
Ted: Can you believe that Alito guy?
Dead Hooker: ...
Ted: I mean, how is the little guy supposed to get a break in his courtroom?
Dead Hooker: ...
Ted: You know, the guy without political connections, or a rich daddy? I mean, where's the justice?
Dead Hooker: ...
Ted: And that wife of his. Doesn't he know how to keep her in line?
Dead Hooker: ...
Ted: And don't even get me started on his membership in a plainly racist organization.
Dead Hooker: ...
Ted: Makes me sick.
Dead Hooker: ...
Ted: And I'd sure like to give that Specter guy a piece of my mind.
Dead Hooker: ...
Ted: I mean, first he gives me all that crap about the letter I would have sent if I hadn't been in such a drunken haze ...
Dead Hooker: ...
Ted: ... and then he trots out a bunch of freakshow Clinton-appointed judges who have the cajones to actually praise Alito. What's wrong with women these days? No way was I going to stick around for that; not when I could be at Hooters sexually assualting the waitresses
Dead Hooker: Hey, could you at least try to keep your eyes on the road?
Ted: Nobody questions my driving, bitch.
I'm packing up the computer tonight to send it off for repairs. No blogging for at least a week, probably more. In the mean time, I recommend checking out the links on my side bar, which is where you're most likely to find me commenting.
Tomorrow is Alito day at the Senate. Given my profession, and my interests in law and the Constitution, I'll be paying close attention to the proceedings. I don't have much of a chance to blog during the day, but I'll do my best to provide summaries and commentary every night.
For the two or three people out there who don't read Drudge.
I'll probably only have one post on the indictment of lobbyist/Nazi from Raiders of the Lost Ark, Jack Abramoff, because I don't really care about the story. Not because fraud by a lobbyist buying off elected representatives isn't a big deal -- it is -- but because the guy has already made a plea agreement, and he's going to the slammer for what he did. So, everything worked out in the end. As an added bonus, he's probably going to name some names in Washington (bribery is a two-way street, you see), and I like to see corrupt politicians get called out on their perfidy. And for the record, yes that applies regardless of political party.
The feds no longer consider Las Vegas to be a "high threat" for terror attacks. On the plus side, maybe that indicates that the terrorists finally realized that they shouldn't bomb the strip, because the strip symbolizes the liberal mindset of "anything goes/don't you judge me" more than almost any other landmark in America, and (according to the liberals, anyway) the terrorists only want to blow up America because it's too darn conservative.
For those of you who weren't paying attention, or who were too trashed on Jim Beam and Nyquil (Sobek's Sister, I'm looking at you) to remember, Dave Barry tells you what you missed.
I spent several hours on a father/son outing to the Valley of Fire, a state park maye 30 minutes outside of Las Vegas. I'm freakin' exhausted now, because not only did I work out this morning for the first time in four or five years, but because once I got to the Valley of Fire, I decided it would be a good idea to climb a mountin while carrying an almost-three-year-old boy.






