
Well well ... the Dow drops almost 800 points, Donnie Trump can't get a loan to buy more wig polish, and the dominoes are falling around the worlds banking system like one of those stunts in in a Hong Kong casino. Watching the sorry parade of gray suited grafters come before the cameras these past few days reminded me of nothing so much as Katrina. The same dazed expressions on the faces of Bush and company, the same nonchalance about the fate of us poor schmucks on the ground. I've said before it's Enron writ large, and it is; but this time it's Enron in the midst of a hurricane with Caligula Jr. in charge.
Speaking of casinos, I see the press (NYT) has picked up on Johnny's little gambling problem. I wonder how much Cindy has had to throw in over the years to pay off his bad debts, and if she would be willing to pick up the bill for a few billion in bad loans.. just to help out the economy ya' know. I also noted that the McCain campaign has barred Maureen Dowd from their campaign plane. Well that should teach that Irish tart a lesson. If you're afraid of a Shakespeare obsessed bete noir dame with a pen, how are you really going to deal with old Imadinnerjacket in Iran?
Lastly, on the subject of rolling snake eyes, I think I was right when early on I called Sahra Palin the gift that keeps on giving. But just to be helpful, I have an idea for her in Thursday nights debate. Think Sharon Stone. That's right, no knickers. Every-time old Joe Biden gets a glimpse of Sarah's "mooseburger" he'll lose his train of thought, and be forced to shift awkwardly in his seat. Sarah might just win this thing with a little help from her Eskimo pie. Just trying to be helpful.