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vendredi 17 octobre 2008

Ohio Secretary of State Brunner 1 -- GOP 0

By Pistol Tanker Palin


Ohio Secretary of State, Jennifer Brunner (Dem)
receiving Profile in Courage Award
June 11, 2008


It looks as if the defensive offensive tactic of getting a Democrat in the Ohio Secretary of State's Office in the person of the Profile in Courage Award winner Jennifer Brunner will be key for helping to turn around voter disenfranchisement in her state.
Today, the Supreme Court sided with Ohio's top elections official in a dispute with the state Republican Party over voter registrations.

The justices overruled a federal appeals court that had ordered Ohio's top elections official to do more to help counties verify voter eligibility.

-- The Huffington Post, Supreme Court's Ohio Decision Rejects GOP Voting Dispute

According to Ohio GOP Chairman Bob Bennett "They didn't deal with the merits of the case, What they dealt with was a technicality on whether we had standing or not to bring the action."

Decided on a technicality or not, unreasonable measures ostensibly designed to prevent voter fraud under the Help America Vote Act of 2002, which lays out requirements for verifying voter eligibility, but which are far more likely to punish unsuspecting voters, and likely changed the fate of the 2004 presidential election, will not be allowed to expunge voters from the state's rolls before the November 4 election.

According to the story as reported in various news sources, including The Huffington Post and MSNBC, about "200,000 of 666,000 voters who have registered in Ohio since Jan. 1 have records that don't match. Brunner has said the discrepancies most likely stem from innocent clerical errors rather than fraud but has set up a verification plan."

McCain campaign chief strategist Rick Davis was hopping mad that the verifications haven't been done before now, but he wouldn't want to lose Joe the Plumber's, I mean Mr. Worzelbacher's -- excuse me, -- Mr. Wurzelbacher's vote from Lucas County, Ohio now would they?

After all, he knows as well as anyone that the accidental misspelling of Joe the Plumber's name on the voter rolls can happen to anyone.

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John McCain,
Republican Presidential Nominee


R.I.P.

October 16, 2008


THE HUFFINGTON POST
By Mike Barnicle

Now, with less than three weeks to the end, he comes to the country staggering toward defeat, his pride and honor certainly diminished by the incoherence of his campaign and the absurdity of the choice he agreed to when it came to picking someone who would share a national ticket charged with talking, coaxing, massaging the country through a tough and turbulent time. And as the clock winds toward the conclusion, America looks and listens to a different John McCain than the man who captured so many hearts when he first ran for president, only eight years ago.

That guy is MIA, missing in action, held captive by ideologues who dominate his strategy sessions and what is left of the Republican party. So John McCain sat there on the stage at Hofstra Wednesday night, looking and sounding like an angry old man, bitter at the lack of traction -- or belief -- in his candidacy, uncomfortable with what he has allowed himself to become: a cranky senior citizen seething with resentment over how his glory days are lost in the long shadow cast by youth and change.

It is a sad story: a proud and independent man permits a handful of advisers to take his hard-earned reputation and alter it to such an extent that the original is now hard to recognize, nearly invisible behind a curtain of cynical ads and the preposterous pronouncements of a woman whose candidacy is an insult to intelligence.

John McCain used to know that the country was larger than any crowd he could ever draw; that it was filled with ordinary people who live their lives in the middle of a political spectrum, too busy making ends meet, to be driven to extremes by the fevers and fears that consume so many of the talk-radio set. He used to be aware that in order to win, a candidate could not simply preach to the converted, snarl and run with a resentment aimed at the fringe, the mixed mobs of the curious and angry that turn out for Palin.

Now, with time running out, he has only a few days left to try and reclaim himself, to find the man he once was, the whole man who could charm a crowd with his version of the truth. He criss-crosses a country filling up with fear and debt, a land fighting two wars as it fights for a weekly paycheck, a nation where more people worry about General Motors than think about General Petraeus. Political campaigns, like much of life itself, often revolve around one universal issue: the absence of money.

So, when John McCain tosses out a name from yesterday, William Ayers, it means nothing to people who want only to be told about tomorrow. These are the people who vote, the people who have seen the distant dream of retirement crushed by the collapse of so many 401K's in -- what? -- less than a month. They have no time for spite or a candidate's smirk or snarl. They are consumed with concern for the value of their home, the stability of their job, the immediate future of their family.

Unfortunately for McCain, he did little to stop the thieves who took his honor and reputation and tossed it out like so many discarded items for a yard sale, figuring that Americans could once again -- one more time -- be fooled into voting their fears. But what they really did was take the one Republican who may have had a legitimate shot at surviving the disaster that has been the Bush administration and strip him of the basic appeal he once had for people looking for someone who could lead.

The dreary dialogue of the past few weeks has finally managed to make the man look his age, look old and tired and embarrassed to be defending Palin while awkwardly injecting the absurd -- Ayers -- into the national dialogue when nearly everyone is riveted on the obvious: the family budget.

Soon, the 'Straight Talk Express' will bank west and head for the Arizona desert and election eve. And John McCain will sit up front, staring out the window, exhausted, as the plane crosses the land he loves and the people -- millions of them -- he failed to connect with because while he was once indeed a prisoner of war, he has spent the last ten weeks letting himself become a prisoner of the past.

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While nodding to Hillary and walking the walk, did he want Obama to win? Is that his parting gift to the Republican party, to force their failure and renewal?

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Conservatives Endorsing Obama

We are witnessing nothing less than the historic beginning of the Republican reclamation of their party from the neocons -- by voting Democrat in 2008.


Philadelphia talk radio host Michael Smerconish:

"I've decided," he said. "My conclusion comes after reading the candidates' memoirs and campaign platforms, attending both party conventions, interviewing both men multiple times, and watching all primary and general election debates.

"John McCain is an honorable man who has served his country well. But he will not get my vote. For the first time since registering as a Republican 28 years ago, I'm voting for a Democrat for president.

"I may have been an appointee in the George H.W. Bush administration, and master of ceremonies for George W. Bush in 2004, but last Saturday I stood amidst the crowd at an Obama event in North Philadelphia."

-- The Huffington Post, October 17, 2008, "Conservative Talk Radio Host Endorses Obama"

And, from the same article, the report that The Chicago Tribune offers comfort, solace and reassurance for Republicans concerning the man who will be their next president, Democratic Senator Barack Obama, endorsing a Democrat for the office of president of the United States of America for the first time since their founding in 1847:

Many Americans say they're uneasy about Obama. He's pretty new to them.

We can provide some assurance. We have known Obama since he entered politics a dozen years ago. We have watched him, worked with him, argued with him as he rose from an effective state senator to an inspiring U.S. senator to the Democratic Party's nominee for president.

We have tremendous confidence in his intellectual rigor, his moral compass and his ability to make sound, thoughtful, careful decisions. He is ready.

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It may have seemed audacious for Obama to start his campaign in Springfield, invoking Lincoln. We think, given the opportunity to hold this nation's most powerful office, he will prove it wasn't so audacious after all. We are proud to add Barack Obama's name to Lincoln's in the list of people the Tribune has endorsed for president of the United States.


That deserves a second reading. It deserves framing.

I know I am proud, and I could only be prouder and happier were I Michelle Obama this day, or their daughters. You did good, Ann Dunham.

Who knew, back then at Columbia? Look what can happen when you follow your intelligence, your heart and your inner compass. You say it isn't about you, Barack, that it is about us, but we needed a focal point, the voice and the means, you have given us these, and we have used them to help you build a movement to help our country renew herself and fulfill her promise, for our generation and to make sure we can pass along a stronger and better America to our children.

Thank you.

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jeudi 16 octobre 2008

A nice looking parrot

By Pistol Tanker Palin



The scratch coat, toujours


I'm still dans les gazes. I did the thing I should never do; I went back to bed at 8 AM after taking the dogs out, and slept until noon. I could have slept all day.

Always a mistake to go back to bed, oh, just for an hour, especially when it is drizzly.

Pots asked me on C.H.A.O.S., the few moments I was able to check in, if I were drunk. I was enjoying typing Musta-something's username,

Fleur_de_Paris: Musta-dfshskkhsf
Fleur_de_Paris: Musta-fashhasanv

It was lovely, just letting the fingers run over the keyboard, in an uncoordinated and carefree fashion...

Fleur_de_Paris: Musta-hfasfhkj
Pots: Are you drunk, Fleur?
Fleur_de_Paris: Just punch-drunk, Pots.

Just punchy in a cloud of barely awakefulness. Never sleep late again, never sleep late again, never sleep late again...

Baccarat started barking at the living room door, "I think the contractor might be here, brb." Five hours later, I still wasn't back. I spent the afternoon bonding with Joaquim. Never will a client and her contractor have spent so much time talking.

David and Stephanie know of what I am speaking. I really do have to try to draw a character portrait of Joaquim one of these days, maybe once Obama has won the election, and we have all settled back into our easy chairs to enjoy peace and prosperity without effort. Right.

He wanted to talk. He is still upset about things with the person who brought him onto our job. It's a bit of a story. I listen. He loves to talk about his work, too, and life. It's quite a metaphysical crew. Is that typically Portuguese? En tout cas, ils sont tous très sympa, tous ceux que j'ai rencontré, surtout si on compte Victor chez Florosny, aussi.

(that was for the French person or two who tries to read the blog)

"Can we have a coffee? Ca ne te gêne pas?" he asked.

"Bien sur. I was about to offer." I still had the bottom of the double espresso I had prepared and forgotten a half hour earlier in my hand. He followed me to the espresso machine. He can almost never stay put, certainly not if I stand up.

"I saw a door you would love," he told me, "in Cergy-Pontoise. I stood in front of it a long time, wishing I had a camera with me. It was the color you like, only it was glossy paint, and it was even better." I let him talk. "I thought that glossy would be too much for that color, but, somehow, it wasn't -- it was, it was still, opaque."

I had just asked Georges the other day to tell Joaquim that I wanted to see the same color in gloss. I have noticed that when I want something, it seems to work itself through his brain and finds a way to become an idea that comes from him. It's okay; he needs to like what he is producing, too. Or, it was a coincidence.

"Did you see that I want to see a sample for the motifs in that color?" He walked towards the door to go look at the paint. I repeated the question, following him.

"Ah! You want to see the chaux in that color, is that it?" Yes.

I walked over to the door and looked at the sample, "Yes. My son came home the other day, saw the latest samples and said, 'That ochre with that color for the half-timber motifs,' and he pointed to the door."

"Which color?"

"That color, Joaquim," I pointed to the door from the first day we began looking at colors, "that one. I know you don't agree, but I see the house with that color, and my son saw it, too, right away. He sees things that way, too." He stood and took a step to stand in front of the samples.

"No --, no," he sucked in a breath, "it's not that I don't agree. It would be more somber -- "

"The ochre is enough for me. I don't mind that somber. It's still rich." And, the flowers and the green of the leaves will add the color in the place of the red of the half-timber banding.

"They aren't so different, really --," he said, begining the work of convincing himself of this idea of mine, "they both have brown in them --," he reached out and touched the chaux sample, "I'll make it for you tomorrow. Could we have that coffee?" He followed me back into the house, and as I got out the sugar, he said, "You draw really well. I like your drawings. Could you maybe take a client and take what they have and work out some ideas for them?"

It went on awhile that question. Joaquim isn't one to minimize his word count.

"Yes, I can." I reached for my book, and that set us off on an afternoon of comparing projects, stories, pride, love of materials and light, appreciation of people who care about their work and who see passing a tip, making a recommendation as a service that will come back one day.

"Sort of like karma," I said.

"No, no -- I believe in Providence," he said. "Do you?"

As for the glassed-in entry, he isn't talking about extra charges, and thinks it should be bigger. I can't make it much bigger, but it's true. I knew that.

"What about the verrière?"Audouin asked this evening. I told him.

"He'd better mention extra charges now so that we don't have a big surprise later." I promised to press the issue, but I also know that Joaquim likes to offer extra things sometimes for his own soul. I think he knows that it really does always come back.

Always, one way or another.

That's what makes life a little more wonderful.
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A nice looking parrot

"Not 5% thinks she's good enough to run the United States, and she's running as the partner of a 72-year-old cancer survivor! Bwahahaha!"
-- John Cleese on Sarah Palin


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And everyone's talking about



Joe the plumber
with Barack Obama Holland, Ohio

Update: October 17 -- According to the Kos, we're sucker bait. Consider the age factor. Keating's son-in-law was 37 in 1991. Joe the Plumber's father was 83.


Charles Keating's son-in-law's close relative, Joe, the tax evader.

If Steve Schmidt had any hair left, I hear he would have been pulling it out tonight. He reportedly screamed at John’s debate prep team tonight (out of earshot of reporters, of course). “You idiots - he’s related to Charles Keating… of the Keating Five scandal!” They thought they had a real live Joe Six-Pack who’s spurned Barack Obama’s tax plan. But what they forgot to do was check on Joe Wurzelbacher’s background.
-- Martin Eisenstadt's Blog, October 15, 2008

Ok, that's not his fault, and who hasn't owed some taxes? Especially not a guy who doesn't like Social Security and the government acting like his mom and dad.




Take it away, Diane.



Samuel J. Wurzelbacher on "Good Morning America"

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Thank you, Iceberg Slim







Joe the Plumber is a REGISTERED REPUBLICAN (UPDATE X2 and from OHIO AFL-CIO)

From the Daily Kos, Thursday, October 16, 2008

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Joe the Plumber is on serious McCain talking points, here.

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Joe the Plumber, be careful what you wish for. Joe owes back taxes, docket here and more information here.
Questions about Joe being a "valid licensed plumber", here.
Believes Obama's plans are "socialist".
Joe Biden questions the "notion of Joe the Plumber".
'Joe the Plumber' says he has no plumbing license
Toledo Blade, 'Joe the plumber' isn't licensed or registered
Joe in the Spotlight
Plumbers Union, rip 'Joe the Plumber'

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Is this true? Along with rumor of family ties, possibly in Alaska? Family money ties? I don't know what it means, but is there a reason to all of a sudden cut off the media per David Shuster, when Joe was supposed to go to NY for interviews? Too close for comfort? Just sayin'......

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Update [2008-10-16 18:28:16 by icebergslim]:

Is Joe related to Charles Keating? Of the scandalous Keating 5?

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Update [2008-10-16 13:54:13 by icebergslim]:

I have been getting email all morning but this should pique your interest, h/t to uniongal for sending me this:

This was to Tim Burga, AFL-CIO:

Good morning Mr. Burga

I know, you've probably gotten a ton of these inquiries, but I'm hoping, I'm a little different.

I run a union website, am a registered voter and native of Ohio (Ashtabula) and I'd like to know how to find out if Samuel Joseph Wurzelbacker is a member of a pipefitters, steamfitters or plumbers unions. How would I go about that for the Toledo area. I've gotten a couple of the locals numbers, should I just call them?

Thanks so much

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http://uniongal.blogspot.com

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Mr. Burga's quote:

You can quote me as saying, "Joe is not a plumber he's a businessman. If we don't elect Barack Obama, the plumbing business and working families dreams will go down the drain."

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Any questions, contact me. Totally legit. Oh, the United Association of Plumbers and Pipefitters already endorsed Obama.

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Say it ain't so, Joe!

Looks like Joe the Business gotcha', Diane.

Golly gee whillickers, y'sure coulda' fooled me, too.

How about those Republicans, they certainly put on a good show, don't they? You betcha' they do.

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