Sunday, November 9, 2008
THE YEAR 2000 IS FINALLY HERE. Welcome to the 21st Century.
Thinking back nearly a decade ago, on the cusp of a new millennium, the world seemed like we were on the brink of something exciting and new. The year 2000 would mean the future had arrived - everything we knew would be different, the world a better place.
The futuristic sound of the year 2000 was upon us on that day of December 31, 1999. The only slight worry we had was the ominous Y2K bug, where our computers might fail and our bank accounts reset to zero. On that pre-9/11 day, we had some concern about the harm certain factions could impose upon the world as each time-zone welcomed in the new era. Fortunately, as we watched CNN at the top of each hour, no computers failed, and no bloodshed happened. Hour by hour, the world celebrated this milestone with fireworks and celebration. The new world had begun. A new hope awakened in each of us.
Once the fireworks ceased and this new era had settled in, the reality of this new millennium were worse beyond our wildest imaginations. By the end of the first decade of this hopeful time, we would live thru an uncertain election and hanging chads, September 11 would bring us a domestic attack deadlier than Pearl Harbor and break our hearts, and nearly our spirit; Hurricane Katrina would nearly destroy a major city and leave the dead floating in the streets for days; two wars in the middle east would bring a quagmire, and thousands of flag draped coffins home. An inept president and his administration would cease our longstanding admiration as a country where dreams were made and there was justice for all - instead the world would look upon us and frown. Then when it couldn’t get any worse, corrupt banks and businessmen would lead us to the brink of an economic downfall unseen since the Great Depression.
The new millennium wasn’t anywhere near what it was cracked up to be. Maybe we’d need that Y2K bug to just come back and erase everything.
Mere words cannot express the joy that danced in the streets and sent a chill of hope down our spines on an evening in late 2008 - you’d just have to be there. Much can be said as to why this election outcome has produced such excitement not seen since the end of World War II. If 9/11 was our Pearl Harbour, then the election of the 44th president was our day of victory. It was as if our long national nightmare was beginning to be over. For once in a long while, we did the right thing.
Had a crystal ball told me what terrible events would transpire in the first decade of the new millennium, I would have never believed it. Nor would I have believed that before the decade was over, we would elect a young and hopeful visionary, a black man named Barack Hussein Obama, as the President of the United States. Maybe this new millennium isn’t so bad after all. We’ve changed.
Welcome to the 21st Century. It’s finally here.
The futuristic sound of the year 2000 was upon us on that day of December 31, 1999. The only slight worry we had was the ominous Y2K bug, where our computers might fail and our bank accounts reset to zero. On that pre-9/11 day, we had some concern about the harm certain factions could impose upon the world as each time-zone welcomed in the new era. Fortunately, as we watched CNN at the top of each hour, no computers failed, and no bloodshed happened. Hour by hour, the world celebrated this milestone with fireworks and celebration. The new world had begun. A new hope awakened in each of us.
Once the fireworks ceased and this new era had settled in, the reality of this new millennium were worse beyond our wildest imaginations. By the end of the first decade of this hopeful time, we would live thru an uncertain election and hanging chads, September 11 would bring us a domestic attack deadlier than Pearl Harbor and break our hearts, and nearly our spirit; Hurricane Katrina would nearly destroy a major city and leave the dead floating in the streets for days; two wars in the middle east would bring a quagmire, and thousands of flag draped coffins home. An inept president and his administration would cease our longstanding admiration as a country where dreams were made and there was justice for all - instead the world would look upon us and frown. Then when it couldn’t get any worse, corrupt banks and businessmen would lead us to the brink of an economic downfall unseen since the Great Depression.
The new millennium wasn’t anywhere near what it was cracked up to be. Maybe we’d need that Y2K bug to just come back and erase everything.
Mere words cannot express the joy that danced in the streets and sent a chill of hope down our spines on an evening in late 2008 - you’d just have to be there. Much can be said as to why this election outcome has produced such excitement not seen since the end of World War II. If 9/11 was our Pearl Harbour, then the election of the 44th president was our day of victory. It was as if our long national nightmare was beginning to be over. For once in a long while, we did the right thing.
Had a crystal ball told me what terrible events would transpire in the first decade of the new millennium, I would have never believed it. Nor would I have believed that before the decade was over, we would elect a young and hopeful visionary, a black man named Barack Hussein Obama, as the President of the United States. Maybe this new millennium isn’t so bad after all. We’ve changed.
Welcome to the 21st Century. It’s finally here.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
We demand an apology
As we’re now just weeks shy from the .08 election, talking heads beam from my television day and night trying to sell me their goods. Right off the bat I can tell you I’m an Obama supporter. Unlike my friends on the right, I don’t disillusion myself with slanted news from any one side. I have a laundry list of reasons why I am not voting for John McCain. What I couldn’t figure out is why I find it so difficult to stomach the talking heads that are his supporters; why I have such little patience being a compassionate liberal eager for debate. Pondering this rainy afternoon, I have figured out why.
Elizabeth Hasselbeck, Bill O’Reilly, Laura Ingram, the Religious Right, and all the commentators who fought like hell for George W. Bush in 2004 - we demand an apology.
We had to listen to you go on for months and months why Bush was the superior candidate over John Kerry, whose character you assassinated faster than you could say “swiftboat”. Bush was going to win this war on terror. He was of the party to clean up government waste. He’d been in office 4 years, and knew what he was doing. He was the sheriff the country needed.
Boy, were you wrong. And you know it.
4 years later, you barely will utter his name. You know his presidency is considered one of the all time worst, with poll numbers to prove it. The economy is in shambles unseen since the Great Depression. We have spent over $550 billion dollars and 4,000 soldiers’ lives going to war with the wrong country. One of the worst natural disasters to ever hit this country left tens of thousands begging for help, and the dead floating in the streets of a major American city. The standing we’ve had in this world for decades, beginning with our part in the great Wars of the 20th century, and at its zenith the days after 9/11, has been squandered.
Let one person even try to link John McCain to Bush 43, and how the tides have turned. “No, no, no,” you say. “ John McCain is nothing like Bush”. You’ve dropped Bush quicker than when he dropped any interest in Bin Laden. You really just want him to go away and pretend it all never happened. We feel your pain.
You fought like hell with us in 2004, and you won. You helped convince a narrow margin of voters to Bush’s victory. You’re as much to blame for this mess as this administration. And now you’re on television, trying your damndest to convince us why John McCain is the guy for the job this time around.
We demand an apology. Explain why your judgement was so astronomically off in supporting George W. Bush, and why your opinions should be valid regarding McCain. Four years ago, you put forth any untruths in order to get Bush reelected, and now we are all paying the price beyond our wildest imagination.
Seriously, you all need to apologize. Maybe then, I can start to listen again.
Elizabeth Hasselbeck, Bill O’Reilly, Laura Ingram, the Religious Right, and all the commentators who fought like hell for George W. Bush in 2004 - we demand an apology.
We had to listen to you go on for months and months why Bush was the superior candidate over John Kerry, whose character you assassinated faster than you could say “swiftboat”. Bush was going to win this war on terror. He was of the party to clean up government waste. He’d been in office 4 years, and knew what he was doing. He was the sheriff the country needed.
Boy, were you wrong. And you know it.
4 years later, you barely will utter his name. You know his presidency is considered one of the all time worst, with poll numbers to prove it. The economy is in shambles unseen since the Great Depression. We have spent over $550 billion dollars and 4,000 soldiers’ lives going to war with the wrong country. One of the worst natural disasters to ever hit this country left tens of thousands begging for help, and the dead floating in the streets of a major American city. The standing we’ve had in this world for decades, beginning with our part in the great Wars of the 20th century, and at its zenith the days after 9/11, has been squandered.
Let one person even try to link John McCain to Bush 43, and how the tides have turned. “No, no, no,” you say. “ John McCain is nothing like Bush”. You’ve dropped Bush quicker than when he dropped any interest in Bin Laden. You really just want him to go away and pretend it all never happened. We feel your pain.
You fought like hell with us in 2004, and you won. You helped convince a narrow margin of voters to Bush’s victory. You’re as much to blame for this mess as this administration. And now you’re on television, trying your damndest to convince us why John McCain is the guy for the job this time around.
We demand an apology. Explain why your judgement was so astronomically off in supporting George W. Bush, and why your opinions should be valid regarding McCain. Four years ago, you put forth any untruths in order to get Bush reelected, and now we are all paying the price beyond our wildest imagination.
Seriously, you all need to apologize. Maybe then, I can start to listen again.
40 and awake
THE AWAKENING (author unknown)
A time comes in your life when you finally get it.
When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out - ENOUGH!
Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice,you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes you begin to look at the World through new eyes.
This is your awakening. You realize that it’s time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon. You come to terms with the fact that He is not Prince Charming and You are not Cinderella and that in the real world there aren’t always fairy tale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of “happily ever after” must begin with you and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.
You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will Always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are… and that’s OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions. And you learn the importance of loving and championing yourself, and in the process, a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.
You stop bitching and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or didn’t do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected. You learn that people don’t always say What they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and that it’s not always about you. So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of Self-reliance.
You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties and in the process sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness. You realize that much of the way you view yourself, and the world around you, is as a result of all the messages and Opinions that have been ingrained into your psyche. And you begin to sift through all the crap you’ve been fed about how you should behave, how you should look and how much you should weigh and what you should wear and where you should shop and what you should drive, how And where you should live and what you should do for a living, who you should sleep with and who you should marry and what you should expect of marriage, the importance of having and raising children or what you owe your parents.
You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for. You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you’ve outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with, and in the process you learn to go with your instincts. You learn that it is truly in giving that we receive. And that there is power and glory in creating and contributing.
You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life. You learn that you don’t know everything, it’s not your job to save the world and that you can’t teach a pig to sing.
Then you learn about love. Romantic love and familial love. How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk away.
You learn not to project your needs or your feelings onto a relationship. You learn that you will not be more beautiful, more intelligent, more lovable or Important because of the man on your arm or the child that bears your name.
You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn that just as people grow and change so it is with love…. And you learn that you don’t have the right to demand love on your terms just to make you happy.
And, you learn that alone does not mean lonely.
You learn that life isn’t always fair, you don’t always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people.
On these occasions you learn not to personalize things. You learn that God isn’t punishing you or
failing to answer your prayers. It’s just life happening. And you learn to deal with evil in its most primal state the ego. You Learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you.
You learn to admit when you are wrong and start building bridges instead of walls. You hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind. You make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility.
“I wanted a perfect ending…
Now, I’ve learned the hard way that some poems
don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear
beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing,
having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it,
without knowing what’s going to happen next.
Delicious ambiguity.”
Gilda Radner, 1946-1989
A time comes in your life when you finally get it.
When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out - ENOUGH!
Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice,you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes you begin to look at the World through new eyes.
This is your awakening. You realize that it’s time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon. You come to terms with the fact that He is not Prince Charming and You are not Cinderella and that in the real world there aren’t always fairy tale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of “happily ever after” must begin with you and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.
You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will Always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are… and that’s OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions. And you learn the importance of loving and championing yourself, and in the process, a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.
You stop bitching and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or didn’t do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected. You learn that people don’t always say What they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and that it’s not always about you. So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of Self-reliance.
You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties and in the process sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness. You realize that much of the way you view yourself, and the world around you, is as a result of all the messages and Opinions that have been ingrained into your psyche. And you begin to sift through all the crap you’ve been fed about how you should behave, how you should look and how much you should weigh and what you should wear and where you should shop and what you should drive, how And where you should live and what you should do for a living, who you should sleep with and who you should marry and what you should expect of marriage, the importance of having and raising children or what you owe your parents.
You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for. You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you’ve outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with, and in the process you learn to go with your instincts. You learn that it is truly in giving that we receive. And that there is power and glory in creating and contributing.
You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life. You learn that you don’t know everything, it’s not your job to save the world and that you can’t teach a pig to sing.
Then you learn about love. Romantic love and familial love. How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk away.
You learn not to project your needs or your feelings onto a relationship. You learn that you will not be more beautiful, more intelligent, more lovable or Important because of the man on your arm or the child that bears your name.
You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn that just as people grow and change so it is with love…. And you learn that you don’t have the right to demand love on your terms just to make you happy.
And, you learn that alone does not mean lonely.
You learn that life isn’t always fair, you don’t always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people.
On these occasions you learn not to personalize things. You learn that God isn’t punishing you or
failing to answer your prayers. It’s just life happening. And you learn to deal with evil in its most primal state the ego. You Learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you.
You learn to admit when you are wrong and start building bridges instead of walls. You hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind. You make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility.
“I wanted a perfect ending…
Now, I’ve learned the hard way that some poems
don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear
beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing,
having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it,
without knowing what’s going to happen next.
Delicious ambiguity.”
Gilda Radner, 1946-1989
“On Your Watch, We’ve Lost Almost All Of Our Allies, The Surplus, Four Airliners, Two Trade Centers, Part of The Pentagon And The City Of New Orleans.
September 16, 2005
FROM BILL MAHER:
“Mr. President, this job can’t be fun for you any more. There’s no more money to spend–you used up all of that. You can’t start another war because you used up the army. And now, darn the luck, the rest of your term has become the Bush family nightmare: helping poor people. Listen to your Mom. The cupboard’s bare, the credit cards maxed out. No one’s speaking to you. Mission accomplished.
“Now it’s time to do what you’ve always done best: lose interest and walk away. Like you did with your military service and the oil company and the baseball team. It’s time. Time to move on and try the next fantasy job. How about cowboy or space man? Now I know what you’re saying: there’s so many other things that you as President could involve yourself in. Please don’t. I know, I know. There’s a lot left to do. There’s a war with Venezuela. Eliminating the sales tax on yachts. Turning the space program over to the church. And Social Security to Fannie Mae. Giving embryos the vote.
“But, Sir, none of that is going to happen now. Why? Because you govern like Billy Joel drives. You’ve performed so poorly I’m surprised that you haven’t given yourself a medal. You’re a catastrophe that walks like a man. Herbert Hoover was a shitty president, but even he never conceded an entire city to rising water and snakes.
“On your watch, we’ve lost almost all of our allies, the surplus, four airliners, two trade centers, a piece of the Pentagon and the City of New Orleans. Maybe you’re just not lucky. I’m not saying you don’t love this country. I’m just wondering how much worse it could be if you were on the other side.
“So, yes, God does speak to you. What he is saying is: ‘Take a hint.’ ”
FROM BILL MAHER:
“Mr. President, this job can’t be fun for you any more. There’s no more money to spend–you used up all of that. You can’t start another war because you used up the army. And now, darn the luck, the rest of your term has become the Bush family nightmare: helping poor people. Listen to your Mom. The cupboard’s bare, the credit cards maxed out. No one’s speaking to you. Mission accomplished.
“Now it’s time to do what you’ve always done best: lose interest and walk away. Like you did with your military service and the oil company and the baseball team. It’s time. Time to move on and try the next fantasy job. How about cowboy or space man? Now I know what you’re saying: there’s so many other things that you as President could involve yourself in. Please don’t. I know, I know. There’s a lot left to do. There’s a war with Venezuela. Eliminating the sales tax on yachts. Turning the space program over to the church. And Social Security to Fannie Mae. Giving embryos the vote.
“But, Sir, none of that is going to happen now. Why? Because you govern like Billy Joel drives. You’ve performed so poorly I’m surprised that you haven’t given yourself a medal. You’re a catastrophe that walks like a man. Herbert Hoover was a shitty president, but even he never conceded an entire city to rising water and snakes.
“On your watch, we’ve lost almost all of our allies, the surplus, four airliners, two trade centers, a piece of the Pentagon and the City of New Orleans. Maybe you’re just not lucky. I’m not saying you don’t love this country. I’m just wondering how much worse it could be if you were on the other side.
“So, yes, God does speak to you. What he is saying is: ‘Take a hint.’ ”
Ann Coulter: Evil Skank
April 20, 2005
All I Really Needed to Know About Hate, I Learned From Ann Coulter
Counterbias.com
by Scott C. Smith
I wanted to open this column with an attack against a Republican triple-amputee Vietnam veteran, but the closest I could come up with was Bob Dole. But then I came to my senses because anyone who attacks a disabled veteran is just plain evil. Like Ann Coulter.
In fact, being a veteran myself, I’d never dare attack the patriotism of a fellow veteran. His policies or politics, sure, that’s fair game, but not his service to his country. That’s just cowardly. Right, Ann?
One thing most conservative pundits have in common is their absolute hatred of anything liberal, and they stop at nothing to attack liberals and liberal ideas in print or on the air. Hate-monger Sean Hannity’s new book equates liberalism with something “evil” that needs to be “wiped out.”
In fact, pull up just about any columnist from web sites like World Net Daily and they all preach the same message. Clearly originality is not a trait these writers share. It’s as if they all have access to the same source material and they write about it over and over and over and over again, to the point that just mentioning Hannity’s name is enough to induce vomiting.
Liberal columnists and pundits, on the other hand, are too nice. Why? I know many do not want to sink to the same level as their conservative counterparts. While this is admirable, it is not something I’m going to embrace as a liberal columnist. My plans are to sink to the same level as Ann Coulter, Sean Hannity and the myriad others that pollute the airwaves.
What lessons can I learn from Ms. Coulter? There are many:
Take a subject and write about it over and over and over and over again, and write about nothing else.
Make stupid jokes, like when Coulter said to New York Observer reporter George Gurley on Oct. 22, 2002, “My only regret with Timothy McVeigh is he did not go to the New York Times Building.” That’s funny! He could have killed hundreds of liberals instead of the people he killed in Oklahoma City! Sorry, I have to stop writing for a second, my sides are splitting.
Make broad generalizations about liberals; they’re stupid and they hate America.
Make fun of their looks, how they speak, or if they are rich. Like Ann! She’s rich, and, let’s face it, apparently allergic to food. Does the woman eat? Maybe she is fueled by her hatred of liberals.
I could go on and on, but just reading one Ann Coulter column is enough to get me on the right track towards insulting conservatives.
For some balance, I thought I’d take a look at the writings of Laura Ingraham. After all, she has nothing in common with Coulter: aside from the fact that the two women are attorneys, blonde and share a hatred of liberals, they have nothing in common.
Laura Ingraham wrote a column on Mel Gibson’s The Passion; so did Ann Coulter! Ingraham wrote a column about Janet Jackson’s breast; so did Ann Coulter! What an amazing coincidence. I, for one, am blown away by the dizzying intellect on display by conservatives.
Turn on the television, and it’s the same crap. A typical episode of Hannity and Colmes, for instance, will have on the panel at least a dozen conservatives vs. Alan Colmes and the token liberal guest. Unfortunately, Colmes seems to take Hannity’s side most of the time, so what we’re left with is a bewildered liberal guest who has to fend for himself.
There are a few liberal bulldogs out there, such as James Carville and Paul Begala. But we need more venom from the left, and I’m happy to take on that role.
All I Really Needed to Know About Hate, I Learned From Ann Coulter
Counterbias.com
by Scott C. Smith
I wanted to open this column with an attack against a Republican triple-amputee Vietnam veteran, but the closest I could come up with was Bob Dole. But then I came to my senses because anyone who attacks a disabled veteran is just plain evil. Like Ann Coulter.
In fact, being a veteran myself, I’d never dare attack the patriotism of a fellow veteran. His policies or politics, sure, that’s fair game, but not his service to his country. That’s just cowardly. Right, Ann?
One thing most conservative pundits have in common is their absolute hatred of anything liberal, and they stop at nothing to attack liberals and liberal ideas in print or on the air. Hate-monger Sean Hannity’s new book equates liberalism with something “evil” that needs to be “wiped out.”
In fact, pull up just about any columnist from web sites like World Net Daily and they all preach the same message. Clearly originality is not a trait these writers share. It’s as if they all have access to the same source material and they write about it over and over and over and over again, to the point that just mentioning Hannity’s name is enough to induce vomiting.
Liberal columnists and pundits, on the other hand, are too nice. Why? I know many do not want to sink to the same level as their conservative counterparts. While this is admirable, it is not something I’m going to embrace as a liberal columnist. My plans are to sink to the same level as Ann Coulter, Sean Hannity and the myriad others that pollute the airwaves.
What lessons can I learn from Ms. Coulter? There are many:
Take a subject and write about it over and over and over and over again, and write about nothing else.
Make stupid jokes, like when Coulter said to New York Observer reporter George Gurley on Oct. 22, 2002, “My only regret with Timothy McVeigh is he did not go to the New York Times Building.” That’s funny! He could have killed hundreds of liberals instead of the people he killed in Oklahoma City! Sorry, I have to stop writing for a second, my sides are splitting.
Make broad generalizations about liberals; they’re stupid and they hate America.
Make fun of their looks, how they speak, or if they are rich. Like Ann! She’s rich, and, let’s face it, apparently allergic to food. Does the woman eat? Maybe she is fueled by her hatred of liberals.
I could go on and on, but just reading one Ann Coulter column is enough to get me on the right track towards insulting conservatives.
For some balance, I thought I’d take a look at the writings of Laura Ingraham. After all, she has nothing in common with Coulter: aside from the fact that the two women are attorneys, blonde and share a hatred of liberals, they have nothing in common.
Laura Ingraham wrote a column on Mel Gibson’s The Passion; so did Ann Coulter! Ingraham wrote a column about Janet Jackson’s breast; so did Ann Coulter! What an amazing coincidence. I, for one, am blown away by the dizzying intellect on display by conservatives.
Turn on the television, and it’s the same crap. A typical episode of Hannity and Colmes, for instance, will have on the panel at least a dozen conservatives vs. Alan Colmes and the token liberal guest. Unfortunately, Colmes seems to take Hannity’s side most of the time, so what we’re left with is a bewildered liberal guest who has to fend for himself.
There are a few liberal bulldogs out there, such as James Carville and Paul Begala. But we need more venom from the left, and I’m happy to take on that role.
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