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He sputters obscenities on the floor of the Senate, peddles torture to members of Congress behind closed doors like crack, and has an unnerving habit of mixing alcohol and firearms (ask Harry Whittington, who took more than 100 pellets in the face and chest, suffered a heart attack, and then in an act worthy of a North Korean dictator was compelled to apologize to the man who shot him on television!) And yet this hardly begins to describe Vice President Dick Cheney or the damage that he’s done.
You can do something about it. Write your Congressman and Senators today and urge them to support Rep. Rahm Emanuel’s measure to defund the Office of the Vice President. That’s right, defund it. Since Dick Cheney insists that he’s not a part of the Executive Branch (in order to avoid oversight of his abuse of classified information – which, as those who followed the trial of Scooter Libby know, is the specialty of the Office of the Vice President), why should the taxpayers pay for it!
Courtesy of Todd Gitlin, more on the move to defund Dick right here.
More from Scott Horton:
Six Questions — October 18, 2014, 8:00 pm
Nathaniel Raymond on CIA interrogation techniques.
On a Friday evening in January, a thousand people at the annual California Native Plant Society conference in San Jose settled down to a banquet and a keynote speech delivered by an environmental historian named Jared Farmer. His chosen topic was the eucalyptus tree and its role in California’s ecology and history. The address did not go well. Eucalyptus is not a native plant but a Victorian import from Australia. In the eyes of those gathered at the San Jose DoubleTree, it qualified as “invasive,” “exotic,” “alien” — all dirty words to this crowd, who were therefore convinced that the tree was dangerously combustible, unfriendly to birds, and excessively greedy in competing for water with honest native species.
In his speech, Farmer dutifully highlighted these ugly attributes, but also quoted a few more positive remarks made by others over the years. This was a reckless move. A reference to the tree as “indigenously Californian” elicited an abusive roar, as did an observation that without the aromatic import, the state would be like a “home without its mother.” Thereafter, the mild-mannered speaker was continually interrupted by boos, groans, and exasperated gasps. Only when he mentioned the longhorn beetle, a species imported (illegally) from Australia during the 1990s with the specific aim of killing the eucalyptus, did he earn a resounding cheer.
Percentage of Britons who cannot name the city that provides the setting for the musical Chicago:
An Australian entrepreneur was selling oysters raised in tanks laced with Viagra.
A tourism company in Australia announced a service that will allow users to take the “world’s biggest selfies,” and a Texas man accidentally killed himself while trying to pose for a selfie with a handgun.
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“Shelby is waiting for something. He himself does not know what it is. When it comes he will either go back into the world from which he came, or sink out of sight in the morass of alcoholism or despair that has engulfed other vagrants.”