I took a few minutes today to read the Foley IM transcript on the ABC news site. An interesting read (not nearly as long as that damn Starr report) and I was struck by the fact that Foley couldn't get that this kid really didn't want to have a creepy IM sex exchange. Foley's like, uh what are you wearing? And the kid replies, "normal clothes." Foley goes on about hard ons and stuff, and the kid's like, "settle down." The kid establishes that he likes girls, and is more concerned with bitching about how inept his mom is when it comes to computers. But that Foley, that crazy guy, keeps on keeping on. It was like he was having a conversation with himself. And I'm glad that I now know that Foley always makes time to rub one out. I wonder how many votes the guy missed in the House over the years. . . . but his masturbation record . . . fageddaboutit.
I have a coworker who drifts over to my cube periodically to discuss the latest and greatest with the Iraq War and the Bush Administration. She's heavy into NPR and Air America and she--understandably--gets pretty upset with each revelation. She'll come over and go on and on about facism, and I'll just be like, seriously I can't deal with the dissolution of habeaus corpus right now. I've got shit to do.
If it wasn't for this Foley scandal that I'm completely obsessed with, I wouldn't be paying attention to any news. Like this week, the only thing I let upset me was the Italian girl from Chicago not getting a rose on the Bachelor and my inability to find History Detectives on PBS. Last night I was so uneffected by yet another amazing Frontline about the return of the Taliban (they never went away really--they just moved to the suburbs, fyi), that I fell asleep.
So back to Foley. Obviously I hope the GOP implodes over this. But let's face it, folks on both sides of the aisle knew what a dangerous creep this guy was and kept it on the downlow for all these years.
The weasels we have running this country, man.
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I'm lapping every moment of GOP disgrace up like a stray dog before a pool of homeless vomit.
Word verification letters, I shit you not: oafuuk
If only the war in Iraq had a more prurient line of inquiry, people would follow it more. Violence is never as much fun as sex.
I'm a little optimistic that at least one member of our elected body knew how to use the interweb at all. Because the legislation I see coming out of Congress would have led me to believe we've elected Cavemen. With apologies to cavemen and cavewomen everywhere.
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