Notes from here and there

I don’t have enough material to offer “notes from all over,” but I do have enough material for notes from here and there.

The re-hash of Newt’s marital woes got ABC to take a journey down memory lane to talk about famous philandering politicians.  Showing just how selective Pravda-esque memory can be, ABC got Thomas Jefferson, whose alleged philandering has always been dubious, and Grover Cleveland, who philandered more than a century ago, but managed to forget both JFK, perhaps because his extramarital activities were hidden from the press, and Bill Clinton, whose escapades meant that millions of American elementary school children were asking Mommy and Daddy pointed questions about oral sex.  (Hat tip:  Earl.)

Oh, England!  England!  She ain’t what she used to be.  I still find staggering the fact that Yorkshire which, when I lived in England was the most quintessentially English of shires, as opposed to the more cosmopolitan southern shires, is now becoming majority Muslim in many cities and towns.  Sigh.  (Hat tip:  Earl)

Yid With Lid is one of the best Jewish/Israel/General Politics bloggers out there.  Today is his anniversary.

Of this story, JKB says “It’s all good, no urination occurred.  Just kidnapping of soldiers and their summary execution.”  It’s good to know that the Western media and its fellow travelers have their priorities straight when it comes to outrage.

An NPR report about the beginning of the end of China’s core communist years goes right to the heart of everything that’s wrong with socialism.

And that’s all.  Between the fact that the Niners lost (I’m a fair weather fan, so I watched today’s game, which almost gave me a million heart attacks), the swarm of children in my house, and my mother’s issues (many, many issues), I’m depleted.  Tomorrow, I’ll have a good work-out in the early morning and, I hope, be mentally revitalized the rest of the day.

The only other thing I’ll add is that Speed, the 1994 movie that introduced me to the wonders of Keanu, is as good as I remembered.  And so was Keanu.  Indeed, it/he was so good that my daughter, who has long considered my appreciation for Keanu to be the deviant behavior of a middle-aged lady, was moved to say “Is that Keanu?  He’s so handsome!”  Hah!