Am content as hell having eaten the finest burrito plate at the finest restaurant in all the land and coming home to find that ESPN is showing the classic second bout between Holyfield and Riddick Bowe. Did you know Bowe was 12th of 13 children? And that he got stopped at the gold in Olympic competition by one Lennox Lewis?
Damnit Jim, though. I came in to late to see the parachuter.
During dinner, I got to take a really good look at The Washington Post, something I don’t do often. It was interesting.
- My Congressman, Jim Moran, had a rather surreal op-ed piece that said that if they needed to put some of those Gitmo prisoners here in America, by gods they could come to Alexandria. I shit you negative. Don’t get me wrong. I love my congressman. He voted correctly on the Authorization for Use of Military Force Against Iraq Resolution of 2002. For that he’s got my vote forever, even if he’s still in Congress and needs help wiping himself. But between this and the man’s opposition to television commercials that discuss man-boners, well, at the very best he’s god-damned entertaining.
- Congratulations to Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, who on Friday officially declared his intention to seek a second term. I for one hope you’ll thank the man who made it all possible for you, the Immediate Past and Miserably Failed President of these Untied States, who scared the shit out of your constituents when he invaded your neighbor like a crazy person and then called your country “evil.” I assume after that most Iranians decided they needed to elect a crazy bastard to office as well. I kind of hope Iran has its own Barack Obama waiting in the wings. Not that it matters because the truth is that this guy has basically no power. For that, keep an eye on this guy.
- Higher congratulations to Jacob Zuma (was there not a malt beverage named for this man at some point?), who looks to be the next president of South Africa. The question dogging Zuma these days isn’t over policy or scandal or anything, apparently. It’s which of his three wives will be his First Lady. Rock on, dog.
- Marion Berry voted against D.C.’s recent bid to recognize gay marriages from other jurisdictions. Screw you, man.
- Otherwise, the paper’s lead eddy today is a prime example of how to create a straw man and then how to lob off his head. What else is new?
Okay. Off to C-SPAN to watch what the Twitter-freaks are calling the #nerdprom, the White House Correspondents’ Dinner.