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While – ironically – all the other tabloids are busy reporting a terrorist plot, NY Post is the only one noting the answer the terrorist speakers at this session got from Netanyahu

The entire speech is here

and the NY Post article is here

Brandishing blueprints of the Auschwitz death camp, Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu yesterday blasted the United Nations for turning a blind eye to terrorism and urged the world leaders to stop Iran from acquiring nuclear weapons.

It’s confusing when the truth comes from the NY Post…

For irony effect, the other covers

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I didn’t read all the puff pieces during the W era – but just enough to remember how “the pool” was reveling  in being treated with disdain – I specifically remember a certain wait in heat in Crawford and some fried chicken given to them around the pool – an actual pool, with interdiction of going in the house.

A New York Times “reporter” gets printed what the paper calls “an entertaining pool report” of the dinner of world leaders at the Phipps Conservatory (It’s kinda like TBS advertising its sitcoms with the tag line “very funny”

So, what does NY Times deem entertaining?

The real time account of the greeting of the guests includes a detailed fashion report on Obama and Michelle, plus full account of every Obama utterance, classified as “poking fun” or “teasing”. The press pool gets it twice:

Mr. Obama pokes fun at the pool, whispering something to Reggie Love and Mrs. Obama, then looking at pool and saying: “We’re talking about how you guys are all waiting to write something down.”

and then again

There’s a pause for a while between arrivals, and the First Couple turns to the pool for entertainment.

Mrs. Obama: “You guys are so quiet. Somebody should sing.”

Mr. Obama: “We should have music. Where’s the music?”

Then, “I’m teasing, Emmett, don’t freak out,” looking back at, presumably, the first Music Supplier.

Bad pool! No one started a song and dance when asked – just quiet freaking. But, hey, at least one member of the “pool” found it entertaining enough to be fit to print in the NYT.

A “pool”. It’s not just for secretaries anymore. One may wonder how many of these sycophants is missing Jr’s giving them nicknames. It was degrading, sure. But at least  it was a bit more personal then the collective

“Sing for me, pool”

Someone is relishing their power over others. And there’s a spiteful tinge in that enjoyment – and in that, W’s fratboy style is still with us. And the revelation from the food channel piece ,

“We are going to screw her just like we screwed Fox News.”

is getting reinforced here. Of course, the people asked here to be court jesters are  the ones in favor, the “lucky ones” who are “not getting screwed over”. Just benignly humiliated.


Here’s another view from an Obama event

Ladies and gentlemen, your President is a robot.  Or a wax sculpture.  Maybe a cardboard cutout.  All I know is no human being has a photo smile this amazingly consistent.

and they direct us to photographic evidence in 130 photos – a fast slideshow boggles the mind.

Not Your Sweetie

September 2009