In addition to bringing the U.S. economy to its knees, and then turning around and insisting U.S. taxpayers make this right–for them–Wall Street and its operating officials have sucked the voice, the soul, the sinew out of the Democratic Party. Now, according to Reuters, the masters of the universe threatens to ratchet up their vacuum act. If bad Senators Warren and Brown don’t stop demanding that Wall Street not scab off the entire country, they’s going to take their marbles and leave the playground.
GOOD RIDDANCE!! W/o the Wall St. monkey on its back, the Party might actually consider doing something for the electorate-at-large.
And if Mme. wants-to-be-President gets on the hustings to massage Wall Street and preach against “the politics of envy,” she will in all likelihood always remain Mme. wanted-to-be-President.
The Supreme Court continues its war on enfranchisement, rejecting a challenge to the Wisconsin voter ID scam.
At least Fox “News” was honest enough to say last week that they don’t think more people should vote. They’re not informed enough–particularly if they watch Fox.
Eliza Minden asked the Barre Flies to name two modern dance pieces we’d want close at hand on a desert isle. . . I like mine and the others make sense, too–perhaps we could pool our resources: a desert island collective?
I know you know where to go.
War mongering that is.
Robert Parry exposes the frightful back scratching going on between editorialist war-mongerer Robert Kagan and his wife, the war-mongering Assistant Secretary of State Victoria Nuland. And, of course, there are those armaments manufacturers who keep the gravy train humming.
It seems that Nuland has been able to sandbag the cease-fire, thus putting us back on the road to war with Russia.
Media Matters for America reports:
“Cable news networks spent just 12 minutes covering the revelation that Jeb Bush waited seven years to comply with a Florida law requiring him to turn over his private email correspondence, while the same networks devoted hours to reports about Hillary Clinton’s use of private email when she served as secretary of state.”
The curtain rose on Taylor’s 1987 Syzygy Sunday mat –the dancers tumbled onto the stage with their unique energy and attack. It could only have been the Taylor company’s annual return to New York–but better! Live music, long missing from the Taylor ambient in NYC, once again was accompanying the dancers. Goodbye (at least for now) to canned, predictable music cues.
Instead of being sent to Elba (a lovely island,too nice and too comfortable today to constitute a fit punishment), or to the Hague, (now we’re talking!) the man who lied America into one of the worst foreign policy catastrophes in our history, can sit back at liberty and watch his disciple Victoria Nuland, Assistant Secretary of State for European Affairs, lie and bully and defame and provoke until she gets what she wants–a war (perhaps proxy) with Russia over Ukraine.
Ex-CIA analyst Ray McGovern writes at Consortiumnews.com–which, unlike most of the “mainstream” media, is a reality-based foreign policy forum—about the disgusting spectacle of Nuland being permitted to make one unsubstantiated, inflammatory claim after another, without the slightest bit of accountability being imposed by the “mainstream” media or by Congress itself.
Laura Jacobs in the The Wall Street Journal reviews Fashion Institute of Technology’s Halston/Yves St. Laurent show, to wit:
There’s movement through the space of the exhibit,
movement capacity in the clothes on exhibit,
movement in the deftly paced piece.
And what did Tom Cotton do, after mustering his treasonous troops? As William Rivers Pitt recounts at Truthout, Cotton spoke–you can be sure that’s one transcript that won’t be released–to the National Defense Industrial Association, “a collective of weapons contractors that would profit wildly from a war with Iran.”
So let’s be perfectly clear–Cotton and his seditious buds are attempting to stampede us into a war that will be a profit center for their paymaster/contributors. And they couldn’t give a damn about how calamitous it will be for this country or the world-at large.
I really like the way the guys are wrapping up their Switchel.