Clinton call turns tide to Landrieu / Last-minute drive nets the support of black voters

".. the campaign also shifted the focus of its turnout efforts to eastern New Orleans..."

Sure that wasn't northern New Orleans, up around the cemetery?

Thank the Almight that Mary had Bill Clinton in her corner and not little Dumbya and his daddy!

In a corner seems to be Clinton's favored locale to maneuver women he ~~molests~~ meets.
Landrieu retains her senate seat, but don't forget Murrymom whose holding the trump cards.

...and nice to see that you're in the Holiday Spirit

Excellent work, as always, Mia T.

"Black-Hearted Lib'rals!!"
(To be sung to Led Zepellin's "Black Country Woman")

Shall we roll it JimRob?
We're rolling on ah...[Number one.] One? Ah one again.
A-hah. I'm tryin'a get this aeroplane off.
Nah, leave it. Yeah.

Hey, hey Lib'rals...what's the matter here?!
Hey, hey Lib'rals...why you act so queer?!!
Ya didn't have to tell US that ya love Slick so...
Right's gonna haveta whupya, Commies...Let US ROLL!!
Hey, hey Lib'rals...what'chu really FEAR?!!
Ya didn't have to be such a National Disgrace...
Ya didn't have to make me put my fist in yer face.
Hey, hey Lib'rals...why ya act so queer?!
Folks, it's all Right...We're Voting 'Gainst Left's Fears!!

Hey, hey Networks...why you treat Right mean?
Oh, oh Med'yuh, why won't you come clean?! Oh yeah. Ah yeah.
Ya didn't have to slaughter children like you did...
Ya didn't have to tell me "MUD, yer just a kid."
Hey, hey Lib'rals...why'd ya treat Right mean?!
Ya didn't have to say you'd support FELONS with Pride...
Ya didn't have to tell Slick, "Left Approves ArkanCide!!"
Hey, hey Lib'rals...why you treat chicks mean?!
Folks, that's all Right, I'll know young Chelsea, too!!

Oh yeah, Let's ROLL!!

Ya didn't have to tell me that ya love Slick so,
Ya didn't have to leave US, Lib'rals...yer Slick's HO's!!
Hey, hey Lib'rals...what is wrong with you?!
Ya didn't have to make yerselves a National Disgrace...
Ya didn't have to make MUD put his fist in yer face!!
Hey, hey Lib'rals...what is wrong with you?!
Ahh but that's alright, we'll git yer Treasonous FOOL!!

Oh yeah-yo.
Roll Man! ROLL!!

Hey there Lib'rals...you didn't have to crucify Truth like you did...
Ya didn't have to tell MUD I was just a kid.
Hey, hey Li'rals, what'chu rfeally FEAR?!!
Ya didn't have to sell our NUKES to Chi-Com Scum!!
We shouldn't have to deal with you TWITS...Let US ROLL!!
Hey, hey Lib'rals...what is wrong with you?
FReepers'll Fight...I'll know HildaBeast, too.

Ooh yeah~yeah. Ooh yeah.
Ooh yeah~yeah.
Ooh yeah~yeah. Ooh yeah.
Oh!

Next, I'm comin' fer you, Bubba!!

BTW...
RE-IMPEACH. CONVICT. DETHRONE.
DISBAR. DE-PENSION. DE-LEGITIMIZE.
INDICT. CONVICT. IMPRISON. DISCARD KEY.

Heh heh heh...MUD

Damn I thought you had perished. You win one out of six and it brought you back to life.

You win one out of six and it brought you back to life.

LOL! The Dems winning percentage will be much higher than that, if little Dumbya comes up with a yes-person to replace a business genius like Paul O'Neill. My favorite O'Neillism was when Paul was asked what he thought about Dumbya's Harken Energy insider trading profits. Paul's response: "I never filed an SEC form late in my life. Next question."

BTW, how's your 401(k) doing under Dumbya, compared to Clinton? Dow's down another 173 points today, you know.

BTW, how's your 401(k) doing under Dumbya, compared to Clinton? Dow's down another 173 points today, you know.

Conservatives have been short the market for 2 years, only dumocrats are still long.


Q ERTY6
Crime-family values
_{But they are space aliens}
^BUMP!
It's not easy to play fair against Mr. and Mrs. Clinton, who, in the words of the authors, "operated like a crime family, expecting friends and aides to protect them even against their own best interests." What's amazing, of course, is that's exactly what Clinton friends and aides have always done, from Susan McDougal to Webster Hubbell to flocks of nameless White House special assistants. Even Jim McDougal died just in time to deprive the independent counsel of a key witness against Mrs. Clinton, thus derailing what the authors report to have been her likely indictment for perjury and obstruction related to the Whitewater investigation....
Reading the tumultuous events of the Lewinsky probe in a comprehensive narrative is unlike attempting to make sense of it in daily doses. Something different comes through the heavy accumulation of detail of, for example, the duplicity of the Justice Department, or the sharklike behavior of the White House. One begins to get a choking sense of the atmosphere of corruption and ruthlessness the Clintons inhabit -- and, worse, have forced the rest of us to inhabit. Taken in one piece, the habitual, even casual abuse of power on display begins to resemble conditions one normally associates with a state of totalitarianism, where such concepts as truth and justice are only paid lip service. In the end, then, it makes you wonder when there will be fresh air again.
Crime-family values
It was Robert Torricelli…right before his eyes
It was Robert Torricelli…who's quite small in size
He had poured much money into his campaign
But now what he was seeing's quite insane
It was Robert Torricelli…that worthless lump

(La-la-la-la-la)
It's Robert Torricelli…it's Robert Torricelli
It's Robert Torricelli…that worthless lump

doug from upland

THE GODFATHER -- Part XXXVIII

by Edward Zehr

______________________
Scene: Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li's suite in the Senate Office Building.

[Enter Clinton]

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: [pinching his cheek] Beely-boy, paisano, howa-
you-doin' uh?

Clinton: [kisses his ring] My respects, Don Torricelli.

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: [speaking in a hoarse, high-pitched whisper]
You know-a da boys here -- "Dungheap" Harkin an' "Doofus" Dodd, da
lowa half-a da waitress samwich. [Head jerks in their direction].
Da uddah half couldn' make it ta-day.

Clinton: I keep tellin' him not to mix booze and coke.

"Doofus" Dodd: [muttering] No respect -- evah since dat aftanoon
at La Brasserie I don't get no respect.

"Dungheap" Harkin: What a pile-a dung! I tole ya ta keep ya paws
offa-da help till afta hou-was, ya big doofus.

[Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li casts a stern look in their direction --
the two wiseguys pipe down].

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: So, what bringa-you here to see you old
God-Fatha, huh? [playfully mussinng his hair] You in trouble over
la ragazza again? Huh? Uh? [leers knowingly]

Clinton: [looking worried] I'm worried, Godfather. They're talking
to Monica again. They've got six Jane Does warming up in the
bullpen. Six! Whatamigonnado, Godfather, whatamigonnado?

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: [looking VERY annoyed] HEY! hey -- whats
alla dis whatamigonnado, whatamigonnado? Whatta you God-Fatha
teacha YOU, huh? You KNOW whachu gotta do. You senda wiseguy around
ta break bot-a dere legs. Ya remembah how we take care-a dat
mout'piece in Liddle-Rock -- da one wid' da tapes-a you at Gennifuh's
pad?

Clinton: B-but, but . . .

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: But? BUT? Hey look, paisan' -- I know you gotta
position ta uphold. You gotta image ta considah. Dis is a matta
f'la famiglia. You tella you God-Fatha da problem -- we
fixa f'you, Okay?

Clinton: But you can't break all of their legs -- how would it
look?

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: [looking grievously wronged] BEELY, Beely,
Beely -- what great wrong did I doa-ta you, dat you treat me wid
such disrespect? Now you gonna teacha me my bidniss -- huh?
[in a cold tone of voice] You remembah Vin-CHEN-zo, right?

Clinton: [looking scared] Yes, Godfather.

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: He hada biga mout'. He gonna talka
bout da blood-a-drive, right?

Clinton: Yes, Godfather.

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: We fixa f'you, okay? No blood-a-spatta, no
broken-a-teeth, no crime-a-scene photos, no x-a-ray. We provide-a
da drop-a gun. (No charge). We laya him out nice & neat -- very
professional, very discrete. You gotta complaint?

Clinton: No, Godfather.

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: Good. You do-need-ta worry about no Jane Does.
I make-a-dem an offa dey cannot refuse, capish?

Clinton: Yes, Godfather.

Don Tor~r~-i-CHE-li: [pinching his ear] You-a goodboy, Beely.
Give-a my regards ta-da wife.

Clinton: [kisses his ring and withdraws].

[CUT]
The only way they can win is to convince people that we're space aliens.

--bill clinton

June 9, 1999

Peggy Noonan's excellent piece in yesterday's Wall Street Journal is really the story of the death of democracy. At its core it is the description of the human double helix gone terribly awry, of a denatured protein grotesquely twisted, of two mutant, tangled strands of DNA, the basest imaginable of base pairs linked permanently, as firmly as guanine to cytosine, bill inexorably to hillary and conversely, doing what they do best, and doing it relentlessly.

Killing.
Killing insidiously.
Killing as they pose and pander and feel our pain.

My only complaint is with Peggy Noonan's title.
The Mad Boomer, doesn't begin to capture candidate clinton considered separately or even taken as the self-anointed "twofer," permanently conjoined at that cavity conspicuously empty except for ego, that place where brain and soul and guts and heart normally reside.

This is not to say that she -- that they -- are not both quite mad and of that self-indulgent, arrogantly, ignorantly solipsistic age sandwiched flatly between yesterday's innocence and tomorrow's insouciance. Rather, it is that their madness and their boomerism don't even begin to explain their noxious influence: The cloying, internally inconsistent clinton calculus. The unspoken clinton threats. They permeate the atmosphere like a coiling miasma, choking off all freedom.

Even in New York.
Especially in New York.
When she wrote "The New Colossus," Emma Lazarus hardly had in mind this pair of mutant, deadly, twisted aliens.

So forget Arkansas-Illinois carpetbaggery and standard issue muckraking. The clintons are aliens of quite another sort. They are extrinsic, not of this world. They are inhuman. They are dehumanizing.

You may recall that the first act of this story of two degenerates maintained by iterating idiots, farce of farce ad infinitum, was generated quite by accident by iterated AlGoreRhythm, who, it should be noted, is now himself the object of iterated calculation by said degenerates who want iteration 2004 all for themselves.

And thus the odd bit of bloody Gore in Act II: The ugly sight of a corrupt, bottom-heavy hillary self-impaled on the horns of a Treason-Dilemma- masquerading-as-a-Third-Term-Dilemma-masquerading-as-a-Senate-stampede, for example, or bill's recent unsolicited, underwhelming Times interview on the Gore candidacy.

Act I was called "The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover." Ostensibly the tale of the wife of a bloodthirsty crime boss who finds romance with a bland bookseller between courses at her husband's restaurant, it was in fact the Thyestean and moveable -- yet unmoving -- feast of hillary clinton at her husband's sham restitution. (Note the reciprocity. The sham restitution in Act II is all hillary's.)

Food, color coding, sex, murder, torture and cannibalism were the exotic (if mostly horizontal) fare in this beautifully filmed but brutally uncompromising modern memoir which passed as ancient fable about nouveau riche rapacity.
Not for the faint at heart, Purple Hearts or queazy stomachs, this depiction of the gross debasement of America was heavily peppered with irony and dark humor throughout.

Although she baked no cookies, didn't do illicit land or cattle d eals and stood by no man, hillary clinton starred in the triple role of the Cook, the Thief and his Wife. Her lover was played at once vaporously and in workmanlike fashion by the ghost of Eleanor Roosevelt, with Janet Reno, between her stints rendering intermittent injustice for the Husband, as the reliable stand-in. Sidney Blumenthal was the stand-in for the Cook and Craig Livingstone the stand-in for the Thief. The last-minute addition of Christopher Hitchens as the snitch was a stroke of absolute genius notwithstanding its cerebral accident, its predictable-if-perfect pitch and its facile alliteration.

Although Act I had no rating, the new clinton soccer-mom directive will require a photo ID for any viewer without independent proof of illegal alien DNC or DNA sequencing.

In Act II, rabid anti-clinton voters, roughly 33% of the U.S. populace according to as-yet-unpodded pollsters, become increasingly aware that they are disappearing in droves and being replaced by alien pod replicas which have their physical attributes but lack all anti-clinton affect.

If Act I was a thinly veiled allegory about naked clintonism, then Act II is a parable about the plan for world domination by the Establishment, aged hippies in pinstripes all, with their infantile, solipsistic world view amazingly untouched by time.

INVASION OF THE BODY SNATCHERS

Torricelli-Lautenberg-DNC Two-Step Not 1^st Foray into Virtual Reality

NJ Senators Tested "RUNet 2000," DNC Switcheroo Scheme Precursor, in 1998

By Mia T; October 19, 2002

n 1998, the New Jersey democrat machine christened its virtual-reality election-fraud scheme "RUNet 2000," seeming to miss the infamous mark by two years.

At that time, U.S. Senators Frank Lautenberg and Robert Torricelli bravely risked--if not life--certainly limb (see below) during the virtual-reality scheme's trial run at Rutgers University.

Despite the much ballyhooed Rutgers début, RUNet 2000 was, in fact, concocted elsewhere. A standard issue clinton-McAuliffe scheme, RUNet 2000 was intended to provide the DNC with a comprehensive, advanced infrastructure for circumventing the Constitution and the will of the people by creating virtual-reality candidates.

RUNet 2000 was originally hatched for hillary 2000 you know ~~clinton~~, the DNC's first virtual-reality candidate...which explains the apparent 2-year error in the designation. (Goto THE HILLARY, YOU KNOW, CLINTON TRANSCRIPT: Analyzed and Annotated)

Sen. Torricelli (foreground) and Sen. Lautenberg try out the virtual-reality glove developed at Rutgers. RUNet 2000 allows the clintonized DNC to circumvent the Constitution by creating virtual-reality candidates.

"This virtual-reality scheme is a classic example of the clinton-McAuliffe democrat machine working on behalf of the New Jersey democrat machine," said President Francis L. Lawrence of Rutgers at a Nov. 24 news conference at the Center for Computer Aided Election Fraud (CAEF) to announce the scheme's trial run.

Among those participating in the news conference announcing the comprehensive electronic network for creating virtual-reality candidates, (from right) Sen. Frank Lautenberg, Sen. Robert Torricelli and President Francis L. Lawrence.

Lautenberg was visionary when he described the virtual-reality scheme as "the kind of ploy democrats need to make in our state if we want to continue running empty suits and cardboard cutouts while disinforming the electorate in the 21st century. We've got to have systems like RUNet 2000."

He added that he was glad to work with Torricelli, notwithstanding the mutual animus. "We put aside our differences to make this happen, and we absolutely intend to continue working together to defraud the electorate," he said.

Torricelli said RUNet 2000 keeps the democrats on the cutting edge of corruption and added, presciently, that it will allow corrupt candidates around the state to make stealthy campaign exits when cornered.

"The fact that the louse--er Laut-- and I came together with this whole university community is a recognition that we all, in our own way, understand the potential" of RUNet 2000, he said.

"The doors of democrat party control of the electoral process are being flung wide open with the use of this extraordinary technology," he added...in a rare instance of Torricelli restraint, as it turns out.

Copyright. Mia T 2002

Damn I thought you had perished. You win one out of six and it brought you back to life.

Oh no she hasn't, you have to find the right time when she is "sleeping", probably around noon on the summer solstice(first day of summer), when her devil dogs are also asleep from the noon day sun protecting her coffin, to drive a stake through her Clinton loving heart.

PS: MurryMom, the above is an allegory.

This is a solidly dem state and she was expected to win the the first election. If in a solid dem state she only won by 2% of the vote and Bubba had to beat the drums to get them out to vote they really are in deep trouble and it will get worse. The pubies did good.

Why would you think ND would turn out one of its entrenched Democrat senators when SD will not do so?

Small state, don't want 2 Senators in the minority.

Why do you think NV would turnout the Senate Democrat whip?

He had a close election the first time and it's a generally Republican state IIRC. Oh, and that's minority whip.

Why do you think GA would vote out Zell Miller?

They won't. He may, however, choose not to run. And it won't be an easy race.

Why do you think AR would reject its woman senator seeking reelection when LA did not?

LA is not a bellweather.

Who do see as Schumer's opponent in NY in 2004?

That's easy: Guiliani.

I notice that you did not put down LA as a possible pickup in 2004. At least you aren't that optimistic.

Why not? Breaux may choose not to run.

I had never even thought of Giuliani as a Senate candidate in 2004. I think he will just wait to run for mayor again --that's the job he really likes. I don't think he wants to sit around and hear tales about Robert C. Byrd's dog Billy.

Well, Guiliani was who the poster was thinking of. What he really wants is to be governor but Pataki's causing a problem there. I see that he can run for another 2 consecutive terms in 2005. Since Bloomberg is certifiably insane, that should be quite easy.

Senator gets him national exposure and, frankly, less work. Guiliani might like life out of Gracie Mansion.

Ping.

Torricelli-Lautenberg-DNC Two-Step Not 1st Foray into Virtual Reality

NJ Senators Tested "RUNet 2000," DNC Switcheroo Scheme Precursor, in 1998

PS: MurryMom, the above is an allegory.

Torricelli-Lautenberg-DNC Two-Step Not 1^st Foray into Virtual Reality