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Does This Endorsement Make Me Look Phat?

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Winning is a Family Value, Part II I sn't it just great when people who have nothing in common get along? They didn't exactly bury the hatchet -- since they didn't exactly ever have a relationship -- but Pat Robertson's endorsement of Rudy Guiliani looks to be about as crass a marriage of convenience as one could imagine (Nixon and Elvis is in its own category). Why does Rudy want it known that crazy grandpa likes him for the White House a year before the election? (Hoping that voters will forget by then is not one of the acceptable answers) This is the Pat Robertson who said 9/11 was was God's retribution for America's countenance of abortion (only one of a vast collection of incomprehensible positions by the televangelist). This is the Rudy Giuliani who has been married three times, lived with a gay couple for while between marriages and doesn't have a problem with dressing up in drag. It gets stranger: Giuliani, who rakes Ron Paul over the coals for 9/

Six Months Heals All Wounds

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D on Imus is back on the air. Has it been six months already? Did I miss the national conversation about race while I was out at Starbucks? As a very smart friend told me during that frenzied week that saw Imus outed, ousted and banished, this was "Bonfires of the Vanities II." Sadly, sequels are almost never better than the original. But if George Steinbrenner got back to running the Yankees a couple of years after being banned for life , I guess Imus doing morning drive time before Spring's leaves even change color is nothing. Imus's trajectory is immaterial to me . I wasn't a fan so I wasn't sad to see him go. But I did hope that this time, at least, something would somehow justify yet another pagan dance around the bonfire. Instead, Imus looks wronged and he's been paid off for his trouble. What a Difference 150 Days Make "Imus in the Morning" and the MSNBC simulcast was canceled in April after Imus referred to the mostly black Rutgers

Cold Water for Colbert

It looks like Stephen Colbert's dream ended a bit early . Pundits and bloviators will be dissecting this campaign for years, the better to establish bragging rights to the claim s/he was the first to see the cracks that would eventually cause the damn to break. Or maybe even had cast the first stone at the glass house. Or some other hackneyed cliche. The line forms here . Colbert can still apparently get on the South Carolina ballot by gathering enough signatures. The funny thing about this oddly unfunny "campaign" is that Colbert's fan base is nearly as large and at least as rabid as the right-wing blowhard he mocks, so you never know.

From the Desk of Donald Rumsfeld . . .

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F or those of us only just recovering from the Halloween scariness of belligerent children demanding tributes and threatening to create havoc if denied, here is today's shocking news: Don Rumsfeld didn't like the media and wrote as many as 60 memos a day to uparmor his E-Ring bulwarks against assaults emanating from fronts at home and abroad. They call the flurry of these memos "snowflakes," but they are more like acid rain. Neither Europe nor the United Nations understands the threat or the bigger picture, Rumsfeld complains. In other words, the people who, prior to 9/11, had suffered close to 100% of all the world's worst terrorism just don't get it. It's probably just a media plot to deny Rumsfeld's heirs the chance to cash in on a " Write It When I'm Gone " windfall. But since the post-resignation release of his classified memo arguing for "a major adjustment" in Iraq because the war wasn't going well didn't do much