Bookworm Room

Fifteen minutes ’til the kids go to bed and I go downstairs to pay homage to Patrick Swayze by watching Dirty Dancing.  Before I go, I have a few (quite a few) links and thoughts I wanted to leave you with.

On climate change:

Even the New York Times has to concede the awkward fact that there hasn’t been any warming in several years — although it assures us, with experts yet, that it’s just that we don’t understand that the cooling is really a sign of warming, and it’s all our fault.  Things are happening, though, in media land, because LiveScience managed to publish a lengthy story about the 100 year storms battering the Southeast without once mentioning global warming.  (H/T to JL)

On pro-Obama, anti-American propaganda visited on American public school children:

I hope my kids never bring home a test like this one.  Or that they’re spared this video (although I think I’ve indoctrinated them pretty well).  Heck, even singing has been corrupted.

Transparency:

Gone, as if it never existed.  The Democrats are clearly deathly afraid that, if Americans see the product they are creating, there will be rioting in the streets.

Obama’s people skills:

I can’t help but enjoy the fact that New York’s first black First Lady is accusing our nation’s first black president (if you don’t count Bill Clinton) of being a racist.  I think she suspects Patterson might steal Obama’s glory, although I have a problem wrapping my mind around that one.  Of course, with Obama’s poll numbers slipping faster than an egg thrown against a wall, maybe Obama’s recognizing that he has little glory to spare.

More evidence that Ayers, not Obama, made the biggest contributions to Dreams:

I’ve never believed Obama wrote Dreams.  Obama’s speech, when he has no teleprompter or memorized text, is pedestrian, often crude, inarticulate, and boring.  Jack Cashill thinks a book about the Obamas’ marriage reveals more than the author intended about the dominant hand in the text.

Our Allies’ contributions to the war against terrorism in Afghanistan:

On the home front, the British are giving new meaning to terms such as craven and spineless, but that’s not the case for Britain’s troops in Afghanistan.  These guys and gals fight like the soldiers Queen Victory or Winston Churchill would recognize, and they’re often paying a terrible price for their sacrifices.  These two stories remind us that our Allies may not be on the spectred isle, but that they’re on the ground in Afghanistan.

Th-th-that’s all, Folks!

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