Posted on 08/02/2008 9:31:22 PM PDT by raccoonradio
Howie Carr thread starting off with his Sunday Herald column.
There’s also a column in yesterday’s Herald—I’ll see if it’s still on their site—about how Arlington moonbats are taking pride in what nickname Howie has given them.
Test: How to tell if you’re a moonbat
By Howie Carr | Sunday, August 3, 2008 | http://www.bostonherald.com | Columnists
I don’t own the word “moonbat,” but I have had custody of it for a good long while now, and there are a couple of misconceptions I’d like to clear up.
First, a moonbat is not something you want to be, even in Arlington, where they have begun selling T-shirts that say, “Menotomy Moonbats.” Hey moonbats, lose the bat logo. Truth in advertising requires you to put on the front of your moonbat shirts a photo of Sen. Jim Marzilli, your hero, the perv in a Prius, with these words underneath:
“Sen. Marzilli Groped Me and All I Got Was This Lousy T-shirt.”
Instead, they try to redefine the word itself into a positive. As one Arlington moonbat told the Arlington Advocate, “A ‘moonbat’ is someone who’s willing to be a little bit of a dreamer.”
His dream, our nightmare.
Second, despite what you may have heard Friday morning on the Fox News Channel segment that I was on, there is no such thing as a “right-wing moonbat.” Some Air America type was just trying to give me the needle. Right-wing moonbats? That’s an oxymoron, like “sober judge” or “law-abiding illegal alien.”
Whoever says “right-wing moonbat” is full of guano.
For those who came in late, moonbats are trust-funded, medicated, middle-aged, white-guilt-ridden blogging lefty losers who inflicted Deval Patrick upon the working people. The moonbats now yearn to elect Sen. Barack Obama, a Deval on steroids.
If you are a guy with a ponytail, chances are you’re a moonbat - if you have a wide-brim leather hat too, the odds rise to 100 percent. If you’re a woman and you bring knitting to public meetings, consider yourself positively ID’ed.
Like most people, I know ’em when I see ’em. But if you are wondering whether or not you are a moonbat, here are some of the most obvious traits:
You refer to the current national administration as the “Cheney-Bush regime.”
You’ve used the word “Halliburton” at least once in the last 10 minutes.
The biggest issue in the state: gay marriage.
The second biggest issue in the state: the pressing need for more bicycle paths.
You take part in the weekly anti-war protests on the town post office with all the other grandmothers, or should I say the women who would be grandmothers if they hadn’t had so many abortions 30 years ago.
You’re the only one on your block who still has the Globe delivered.
You believed the National Enquirer totally when they busted Rush Limbaugh.
You don’t believe a word of the National Enquirer now that it’s busting John Edwards.
Your car contains at least three of the following bumper stickers: “Redefeat Bush,” “1-20-09,” “We ARE a Family and We Vote,” “Kerry-Edwards,” “Free Mumia,” “9/11 Was an Inside Job” and “Got Hope?”
You still miss your favorite old bumper stickers: “Free Leonard Pelletier,” “War Is Not Healthy for Children and Other Living Things” and “Re-elect Marzilli.”
You scoff at people who believe in God, but just as fervently believe that there is a “scientific consensus” about global warming.
You’d never admit that the reason you don’t care about Obama’s plans to tax the middle class back to the Stone Age is because your dad down in New York put all your trust funds into tax-free municipal bonds.
You still watch Channel 2 and listen to NPR.
If you live in Newton, you can’t figure out why Mayor Cohen isn’t running for re-election.
You’ll never vote for state Treasurer Tim Cahill again after he sold out the Democratic Party by saying he wanted to be a “friend of the taxpayer.”
You think someone should nominate Arline Isaacson for a Nobel Prize.
You have both of Barack Obama’s books, and you’ve been meaning to get around to reading them, but . . .
You haven’t uttered the word “Christmas” since 1983, lest you offend someone.
Forget vegetarian, you’d like to be a vegan . . . except for that no-ice-cream thing.
And finally, you’re definitely a moonbat if you’ve realized that the next bumper sticker you put on your Prius is going to say, “Free Jim Marzilli.”
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/opinion/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1110729
Moonbats unite! Show pride in hotbed suburb
By Hillary Chabot | Saturday, August 2, 2008 | http://www.bostonherald.com | Local Politics
A flap over an allegedly pervy state senator - and scathing columns by the Herald’s own Howie Carr - pushed some Arlington residents to bite back by embracing their inner moonbat.
“I happily take the term moonbat and fly free,” said Menotomy Moonbats spokeswoman Deborah Butler, who was derided in one of Carr’s columns. “We’re looking for a way to put positive energy into the word.”
The group ordered 60 T-shirts last week designed with a bat against a glow-in-the-dark moon backdrop. They’ll be on sale at the Arlington Farmer’s Market for $15 each as soon as Aug. 20.
The caped crusaders hope to turn around the moonbat monicker, which is generally an insulting term for liberals.
The Menotomy Moonbats - who include unenrolled and Green Rainbow Party voters - had considered moonbat pride since May.
Sen. James Marzilli’s groping arrest in June coupled with Carr’s persistent taunting prompted their recent decision to spread their wings.
“You wind up with the straw that breaks the camel’s back,” said Butler. “I can’t say when critical mass was reached, but a number of us started posting that we’d like to put moonbat on a T-shirt and use it.”
Carr has consistently zeroed in on wealthy liberals, and has focused on the Arlington variety in particular since Marzilli’s arrest.
“The moonbat militia is mobilizing just like the time Stop n’ Shop wanted to open that pharmacy on Mass. Ave. that would have brought ‘light pollution’ to Arlington center,” Carr wrote in a July 3 column headlined “Marzilli-loving moonbats have their blinders on.”
Brooks Harrelson registered the batty Web site moonbatpride.com earlier this year, but admits the group “really took off after July 4.”
Butler, who said she’s repulsed by Carr’s “juvenalian satire,” said the group is about reclaiming a supposed slur.
“It’s the idea that moonbat can be as positive as Yankee,” said Butler. Yankee was originally used by the British to put down American colonists.
Not only are the moonbats willing to embrace the diss, they also welcome their No. 1 nemesis Carr.
“Wouldn’t it be great if we could get a photo taken with Howie Carr with the shirt on?” said Harrelson.
All profits from the T-shirts will go to the Arlington Education Enrichment Fund.
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/regional/politics/view.bg?articleid=1110565
Monday show ping
Tue show ping
Fat Matt on the hot seat................
http://www.boston.com/news/local/breaking_news/2008/08/expike_chief_am.html
The referendum may seem the longest of long shots in a state represented by some of Congress's biggest spenders. But the same initiative was on the ballot in 2002, and though the political establishment roared with laughter through Election Day, the measure got 45% of the vote. This time pro-tax forces such as the Massachusetts Teachers Association are planning to spend millions of dollars warning of Armageddon.They have cause to be worried. A Fabrizio poll for Citizens for Limited Taxation discovered that the average Massachusetts voter believes that 41 cents of every state tax dollar are wasted. Coincidentally, that's the share of the state budget funded by the income tax. One big drain is a pension program that doles out billions each year to double-dipping pensioners and state workers retiring at taxpayer expense in their late 40s or 50s...
Howie might bring up this one.
yup hopes he brings these up
column ping
Barack Obama’s guest list a who’s who of bad omens
By Howie Carr | Wednesday, August 6, 2008 | http://www.bostonherald.com
Maybe he’s not superstitious, but should Barack Obama really be having dinner with Mike Dukakis and John Kerry - in August?
What’s next for Sen. Obama, a day of windsurfing on Nantucket with Liveshot? Or a tank ride in Michigan with the Duke?
Granted, Barack raised $4.8 million on Monday night with his 47th birthday party in the State Room at 60 State St. But 33 stories up in the sky, the vibes had to be positively Christmas Carol, with Barack as Ebenezer Scrooge, and the losers of ’88 and ’04 as the ghosts of elections past - and lost.
“In life I was . . . Michael Dukakis.”
And look, over in the corner, is that John Kerry - or an undigested bit of beef, as Charles Dickens would put it.
Sen. Kerry, of course, had to have a major role in the proceedings. He introduced Barack, at length. At great length. According to an eyewitness, it was one of those endless Kerry perorations that eventually had the limousine liberals glancing down at their wristwatches. Barack leaned over and whispered something in Gov. Deval Patrick’s ear.
But Kerry didn’t take the hint. He went on . . . and on . . . and on. Somehow he thinks that the longer he talks, the more people will forget about tar babies and botched jokes and penis straws. Au contraire, Liveshot.
First, they allowed the hoi polloi, the ones who could come up with a few grand, a glimpse of the Prophet. After a while, the plebeians were ushered out, and the greedheads who could afford the $15,000-per-plate (or $28,500 a couple) got to have their photos taken with Our Next President.
Ask yourself, where do these people keep all their framed photographs of themselves with Democrat losers down through the decades? Just last year, many of these same Beautiful People dropped 10 or 20 large to have their photos taken with Hillary Clinton, not to mention Bill. Almost all of them paid big bucks for their photos from 2004 with America’s Gigolo. And the older fat cats were all photographed with the aforementioned Mike Dukakis, who, 20 years ago this month, had a 17-point lead over George H.W. Bush.
According to a witness, the crowd was a mixed group - rich Harvard types, rich trust-fund liberals and rich developers. Basically, the kind of (rich) people you see in the luxury boxes and the dugout seats at Fenway - but only at a playoff game, not against, say, Cleveland or Seattle. They give those tickets to the help.
These Ivy League pukes who were chowing down on the “heirloom” lettuce are the same snots who went to their first Celtics game in 15 years . . . in June.
This was a party with a very heavy carbon footprint. At least a few of the greedheads flew up from Nantucket or the Vineyard on their private jets. Ice floes melted, polar bears wept - Happy Birthday, Obama! Priuses were not used to ferry the BP’s to 60 State St.
And what was up with the roasted porcini-crusted sea bass? I thought sea bass was, if not endangered, at least “not sustainable,” to use an Al Gore-ism. Oh well, you know what the Beautiful People say. Do as we say, not as we do.
Look, there’s Lawrence “Lost” Tribe, the Harvard Law prof. Thank God no one mentioned the Commonwealth Day School on Brattle Street. Then, there were Mr. and Mrs. Dick Friedman, the Clinton’s hosts on Martha’s Vineyard. Joe Fallon from Fan Pier. Ed Fish’s boy, John. Jack Connors, and Paul Guzzi. Rosabeth Moss Kantor. Massachusetts Congressmen Fast Eddie Markey and Bill “Double Dip” Delahunt.
Liz Walker was there in a red dress, although I’m not sure if she stayed for dinner. Mike and Kitty were talking with Paul Pezzella, and the Duke seemed fixated with how many “precinct captains” were “on the ground” in Florida.
Speaking of forgotten, but not gone, is that . . . John Sasso? Nice tan, Chad Gifford! I see Wayne Budd, Richard Morningstar, a hedge-fund guy named Scott Nathan, Paul Sagan of Akamai, bigshot Harvard donor Paul Buttenweiser - hey, Paul, this Bud’s for you.
and there’s Thomas Lee’s ex-wife Barbara, perennial local loser pol Chris Gabrieli, Liveshot’s wannabe-pol brother Cam Kerry, Gary Hirshberg of Stonyfield Farms yogurt, Bob Crowe, Jonathan Lavine of Bain Capital, and Barry White - no, not that Barry White. This Barry White is from Foley, Hoag, although I’m sure this Barry White, too, would say to Barack that he’s never ever gonna give you up, because Barack is his first, his last, his everything.
These are the Beautiful People Barack Obama spent his birthday with. John McCain, meanwhile, spent Monday night with thousands of motorcyclists at the giant annual bike rally in Sturgis, S.D.
And some people say Barack is an elitist. Go figure.
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/opinion/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1111290
LOL! Sounds like a good omen to me! :)
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Fri column ping, Fri show ping
A serious breach of etiquette, even for sordid Somervilleans
By Howie Carr | Friday, August 8, 2008 | http://www.bostonherald.com
You can take the boy out of Somerville, but you can’t take the Somerville out of the boy.
That’s the lesson, one of them anyway, learned from the squalid tale of John Buonomo, the Middlesex register of probate, lugged Wednesday night after being caught stealing on some of the most outrageous surveillance video in recent memory.
He was allegedly absconding with $1 bills from the copying machines operated by the Middlesex Register of Deeds, another Somerville hack named Clean Gene Brune.
Which proves the truth of another old Somerville saying: The schools there teach you how to add, but never how to divide.
But even by Winter Hill standards, this is a breach of etiquette, one former Somerville guy robbing another one. Why didn’t Buonomo steal from, say, Sheriff DiPaola? He’s from Malden - an open city. DiPaola ain’t connected.
There’s one thing about this I don’t understand. About six weeks ago, I got two different letters saying that something was amiss in East Cambridge. Being from Somerville myself, I figured it was better to farm out the hit, so to speak, so I passed it on to a reporter here at the Herald.
This other reporter called Buonomo and told him about the rampant rumors of thievery in his office, and Buonomo angrily denied it. That’s to be expected, of course. We didn’t expect him to confess and curl up into the fetal position.
But according to the Middlesex district attorney, these surveillance videos of Buonomo were made as recently as last week. That means Buonomo took the call from the Herald saying we suspected something, and yet he was so brazen he kept sneaking back to the machine.
I can’t tell you how shocked I am. Buonomo is a guy who used to crash wakes at Doherty’s looking for votes.
But Buonomo does have a defense. He has a disease - kleptomania. Which reminds me of yet another old saying about the All-American City: A lot of the people there are so crooked they’d steal a hot stove, without gloves, and then come back for the smoke.
I’m not saying the office is a joke, but candidates over the years have included Ronald McDonald (in 1996) and Ed McMahon (in 2000). Just consider the hacks who’ve actually won the jinxed job.
We’ll start with Paul Cavanaugh, who became a judge and later resigned under murky circumstances. He was replaced by a Middlesex commissioner who was then voted out of office and replaced by a nutty Republican woman who was then voted out of office by Robert Antonelli, the son of an ousted Middlesex treasurer who was then himself ousted by the Supreme Judicial Court because of alleged abuses.
Young Antonelli was replaced by a seat-warmer Republican who was defeated by Buonomo.
Buonomo won a 12-person Democrat primary, thanks to a fortuitous recount that turned a 22-vote deficit into something like a 16-vote victory. Another candidate was the daughter of a disbarred governor’s councilor.
The last time I saw “Landslide” Buonomo was when I needed something from his office, and he hand-delivered it to me, in Brighton. This seemed like service above and beyond the call of duty, even for someone from the old neighborhood. But who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth?
And now Clean Gene Brune has burnished his “clean” credentials. A woman has been sworn in as acting registrar - for the third or fourth time. In the registry of deeds yesterday, Brune’s minions briefly put a hand-lettered sign under the surveillance-camera peephole that said, “Smile, John, you’re on Candid Camera!”
Sources say Brune wandered by and took the sign down. You’re not supposed to gloat after you whack somebody.
You send a wreath to the funeral home and shut the bleep up.
That’s Somerville, baby.
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/opinion/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1111774
BUMP another Howie masterpiece!
Massachusetts never disappoints! ;-)
yes, Howie said that during the last hour last night. He is
UNOPPOSED. “Maybe he’ll go to jail and have to resign,
but some other corrupt guy will replace him”
...
Edwards admits sexual affair! (Get the popcorn ready)!
(though someone could run against him as a sticker or
write in candidate. Write in HOWIE CARR!)
“Geez, read ya’ National Enquirer will ya? That’s the
only paper that tells the TRUTH!” —Archie Bunker
So, news released just after Rush goes off the air for
the weekend! Reminds me of when Jocelyn Elders resigned
(”Perhaps masturbation is something that ought to be
taught”) and the news broke about 3 pm on a Friday. Too
late for Rush to deal with...
(that was a pretty funny HC show that day; old guy
Giles Threadgold was in and they were cracking jokes
left and right)
Yeah, Howie pointed that out -- a Friday afternoon (always a good time to bury something), and in August! He did bring up that Ann Coulter column: ANN COULTER: ONLY HIS HAIR DRESSER KNOWS FOR SURE! (Media Blackout, Blond Roots?)
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