Good evening, cats & kittens. While our esteemed hostess is taking a wee bit of well-deserved away-from time, I have the honor of dropping a post or two in your laps. The only things I promised her was that A) my posting would be irregular and shot through with as many typos as kernels of corns in a state fair outhouse, and, B) that I would try to pick as many pointless, peevish fights with as many of my aggressively relentless blogging brother and sisters as possible as fast as possible.
So let it be done.
Today at the Gasbag Jamboree, all the usual wind-up toy people juggled all the usual shuck and humbug.
Alex Pareene at Salon surveys the wreckage:
Watching the Sunday shows so you don’t have to
Today, some centrist pundits and legislators solved the sequester by demanding “balance” and “leadership”
Here’s what I learned this morning on “the Sunday shows,” the three network news panel programs that define the parameters of the national debate for elite Washington: No one wants the sequester to happen, if the sequester happens it will be because Barack Obama failed to show leadership, what we need is a “balanced approach” to deficit reduction, the sequester should happen but in a smarter way, video games may not cause violence but they are gross, and “Zero Dark Thirty” is the best film of the year in part because John McCain disliked it.
I don’t watch the Sunday shows. Basically ever. I watch clips if something particularly stupid happened, but for the most part, you can get everything you need to know about what happens on these shows by reading the brilliant liveblog by the Huffington Post’s Jason Linkins, America’s foremost Sunday show interpreter. While no one should pay attention to these shows, as long as millions of Americans watch them under the mistaken impression that they’re seeing serious discussions of our most pressing issues with our wisest media observers and most influential political leaders, they should probably be monitored.
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Not to worry, Alex: a handful of hardy blogger Rangers have been monitoring their transmissions for years.
We watch for the One.
We snark for the One (note the young Walter White, before he became a weaponized capitalist.)
Yes, the Sunday Mouse Circus really is just as bad as you imagine.
And yes, it really is getting worse with each iteration.
See you good people later.