Thursday, April 26, 2007

Mylanta Rhythm Section



Oh well, I suppose Nero had his fiddle.

(For an infinitely more scathing and brilliant attack on this latest round of Bush absurdity, I highly recommend going here.)

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

how come you barely have any eyebrows?

Jayne said...

hahaha...

I like your eyebrows.

TK said...

When I came out of the shower this morning, I found my wife curled into a fetal ball on the bed, staring at the TV in what can only be described as stunned revulsion.

Yeah, this is what she was watching.

Sweet Merciful Crap.

Anonymous said...

Haha, the sad part is while this video is funny, the real thing is just as funny if not funnier. It doesn't even need editing or quirky music to make the awkwardness of it amusing:

http://www.thenewsroom.com/details/240917/US

RottweilerTOM said...

If this what he has left....Now I a convinced we have been fucked, royally!!

QueBarbara said...

Anonymous said...
how come you barely have any eyebrows?

And isn’t it lucky for us that he doesn’t. (Arrr, now you've gotten me Irish up.) Instead of expressing his feelings verbally, here on his blog, he might have been tempted to slide by with rolling his eyebrows, raising one or the other ironically, or furrowing them ala Humphrey Bogart.

Schwa said...

While watching a taped episode of Lost the other night with my wife, this came on as a bumper for the upcoming news (because Bush dancing like a schmuck constitutes as "news" when people are tired of hearing about bla bla Iraq bla bla veto bla bla Paul Wolfowitz giving a raise to that woman he's boning bla bla and want to see something entertaining instead) a few times, and every time it came on, I said, "Wait, what was that?", rewinded the tape, and watched through it just to piss her off, because she loves our dear leader so. His movement and actions (jumping in on drums for the hell of it, lack of rhythm) is very much akin to when I saw a coked out, drunk, oxygen-deprived Billy Idol in concert. Not that I would ever imply that the President is under the influence of any substances or still dealing with their after-effects years after the fact, nor that his grey matter is starved for oxygen.

There was a video I used to have of Ronald Reagan dancing along with southern baptist congregation, who were singing some song of religious praise. Watching his attempts at keeping a steady tempo while clapping along was one of the funniest things for me as a kid. Sadly, I can't find any footage of this online, as the residents of youtube would rather focus on him in a "Tear down that wall" this and "Blow'em the hell up" that fashion. Reagan provided a lot of entertainment for your trickled-down dollar, and the kids these days just don't understand I tell you.