Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is an intriguing guy...[he] asks great questions and answers others with style, flair, reason and wit. On the blogroll he goes. Make him a part of your regular blogospheric reading. I certainly will.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Common Sense Junction: Misha @ Anti-Idiotarian never ceases to amaze me. He keeps finding other good blogs. I went over to A.I. this morning for my daily Misha fix and he had found this guy named Morgan Freeberg in Fair Oaks, California, that has a blog, House of Eratosthenes. Freeberg says its "The Blog That Nobody Reads" but it may now become the blog that everybody reads.
Jaded Haven: Good God, Morgan, you cover a topic from front to back with a screwy thoroughness I find mind boggling. I'm in awe of your thought proccesses, my friend, you're an exceptional talent. You start by throwing in the kitchen sink, tie in someone's syphilitic uncle, bend around a rip tide of brilliance and bring it all home in a neat, diamond dripping package of an exceptionally readable moment of damn fine wordsmithing. I love reading you.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
Philmon: When Morgan meanders, stick with him - he's got a point and it'll be worth it in the end. He's not a hit-and-run snarky quip kind of guy. The pieces all fall into place like tumblers in a lock and bang! He's opened a cognative door for you.
Rightlinx: Morgan at House of Eratosthenes is one of the best writers out there. I read him nearly every day because he manages to provide an interesting perspective, even though I don't always agree.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
Need a break from Palin at this point…but it’s important to take a look at this Newsbusters item about Eve Ensler, creator of The Vagina Monologues. She and Joy Behar have agreed that Sarah Palin is one of just a select few idiots sparsely strewn across the landscape who show some skepticism about the global warming thing, and this is strong evidence of insanity.
The post-modern dream continues: Me and my pals are going to draw up some plans that will have a direct impact on everyone, and would all of you who are not part of the “everyone” I happen to like, kindly leave us alone. So we can proceed with not leaving you alone.
ENSLER: Well, I just think the idea that she doesn’t believe in global warming is bizarre.
BEHAR: Every scientist at every note believes in it but Sarah Palin doesn’t believe in it.
ENSLER: And I think we just kind of have to walk around the world at this point and look at what is happening to nature and earthquakes and tsunamis.
How would you like to have some friends like these, huh? Look at the earthquakes and tsunamis and that’s “proof” of global warming…which means we’re spewing carbon, breaking the earth, but the healing will come just as soon as we stop spewing and pay higher taxes so it can be cleaned up somehow. Buy it, buy it all, or else you’re a crazy person.
All these glittering generalities that don’t have a single thing to do with real friendship: Make you laugh, wonderful drinking buddy, fun to be around, warm personality, blah blah blah. Except when you go with them somewhere, the minute you excuse yourself to go take a whiz, you just know they’re going to indulge in a lot of hateful gossip about you, how you’re not one of them because you don’t seem to believe in what they believe. Ever have friends like that?
Two other things really jumped out at me: It was impressive how many times these two told each other, as well as the audience, what “we” all believe. I’ve never figured out why people tolerate this passive-aggressive rulemaking, this “here’s what we all are thinking” thing. It must be something brought forward out of middle school, something that went flying over my head back then. On a times-per-minute basis, the frequency of this was pretty high. The other thing was class. Behar, obviously, thinks she has some and Palin doesn’t have any. Well, now. Palin went through a period just shy of about a year with reporters flying up to Alaska to go through her garbage cans. They didn’t find anything. There wasn’t even a pre-Todd boyfriend stepping forward to talk about “The Sarah I Knew.” The bikini photos had to be ‘shopped.
Behar, on the other hand, took a shot right there & then at Bristol; a low one that drew “oohs” out of the none-too-Palin-friendly audience…
And between the two of them, it’s easy to see they can make a conversation about a vagina, out of a conversation about damn near anything else. This makes them pretty proud.
It reflects poorly on womanhood in general when “ladies” like this are not lonely. On some level, women like this wish to be. You realize that, right? They certainly don’t want to be around just anybody; they really want to identify the “right” people, and restrict their company to just those. You have to be into their jokes about female body parts, you have to believe in global warming, you have to have voted for Obama, always look for the union label I suppose. What else? The list probably goes on at some length.
Every now and then you see immature young girls behaving like this. They’re “there” — wherever “there” happens to be — to be sociable. They can’t be alone even for a second. Always listening, always chattering, doing both at the same time somehow. But only with certain people. Constantly reaching out, often literally, to grab hold of an acquaintance by the elbow and ratchet them in. And then whisper. “Everybody” thinks what we think, sister. But not any ol’ everybody. Just our everybody. Yeah, that’s it!
But those girls are about sixteen. What’s Joy Behar’s excuse?
Update: Welcome, HotAir readers.
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