“But now dance music, the genre that revolutionised people’s clothing, drinking, drug-taking and socialising habits beyond recognition, is battling for survival.”
Interesting, considering that I heard a rumor that the hot new nightclub near my house, Talbott Street, will be closing in the next few months due to poor attendance.
He simply does not cause lesbians to want to have sex with him. Believe me. Icky. Icky. Icky. I’m sorry, but the culture police need to write him a ticket for Gigli AND Chasing Amy. Seriously, if Ben Affleck wanted to have sex with me, I might auction the option off to my gay male friends, but that’s the closest I would EVER come to considering the idea.
This is pretty fun: t-shirt messages using chinese characters. Including a whole series about being drunk.
“U.S. intelligence officials now say the administration was lied to by Iraqi �migr�s. That excuse for the U.S. intelligence failure in Iraq would be laughable were the circumstances not so appalling. It means Bush ignored all the cautions of career diplomats and intelligence experts in every branch of the U.S. government over the unsubstantiated word of Iraqi renegades.
Clearly, the administration, from the president on down, did not want expert advice and intelligence that would have undermined its excuse for invading Iraq. This was a shell game from beginning to end in which Americans’ legitimate fear of terrorism after 9/11 was almost immediately and cynically exploited by the neoconservative gang that runs U.S. foreign policy.”
Say it with me now, kids: Impeachment. A criminal lie. A criminal war. Thousands dead. The world’s trust blown away. Please tell me why this man is not already on trial?
Salon: Why Dean and Franken are so hot right now
And what is the temper of the Democratic Party base? They loathe Bush and everything he stands for — he’s become a lightning rod for dark and febrile passions in the same way Bill Clinton was (and is) for the GOP core. It’s not just his harebrained ideological nostrums for how to reorder America and the world. They hate him and it’s personal. They hate his frat-boy smirk, his phony fly-boy act, his cringe-inducing mangling of the language, his born-again sanctimony, even his Texas twang and his godforsaken, tumbleweed ranch where only someone as fence-post-dumb as W. would hole up in August. They hate him like their lives depended on it, lives that will certainly be unbearable if this bumbling extremist is reelected (or elected) in 2004.
Texas representative Tom DeLay has raised millions to put Texas Republicans in power. Now allegations are surfacing that the money was raised and distributed illegally.
This week, the Bush Administration admits there are no Weapons of Mass Destruction, but says that the information they had was planted by Iraqi agents because Saddam wanted America to invade his country and kill him. Yeah, of course. Also, Faux News (Wholly Without Merit) can’t do the math on American deaths in Iraq, Arnold gropes women against their will and laughs about it, Faux News tells it’s reporters to treat Arnold as a serious candidate (no word on whether they feel the same about Gary Coleman, who actually made a lot of sense on Crossfire) and the White House Press Corps are a bunch of whores.
What George Bush’s national-security officials expected to happen when we invaded Iraq: “Within a year, he said, Iraq would be a beacon of democracy and stability in the Middle East.”
I don’t know what that smell is, but I don’t think it’s rose water and flowers.