|
Faithful husband, soccer dad,
basset owner, and former cowboy
Return to TboggHomePage
FELLOW TRAITORS
*The Nether-Count*
100 Monkeys Typing
Ain't No Bad Dude
Alicublog
Americablog
American Leftist
Attytood (Will Bunch)
Bad Attitudes
Balloon Juice
Better Inhale Deeply
Bitch Ph.D
Bloggy
Bob Harris
Brilliant At Breakfast
BusyBusyBusy
Byzantium's Shores
Creek Running North
Crooked Timber
Crooks and Liars
Cursor
Daily Kos
Dependable Renegade
David Ehrenstein
Democratic Veteran
Dohiyi Mir
Down With Tyranny
Echidne of the Snakes
Edicts of Nancy
Elayne Riggs
Eschaton (Atrios)
Ezra Klein
Failure Is Impossible
Feministe
Feministing
Firedoglake
First Draft
Freewayblogger
The Garance
The Group News Blog
Guano Island
Hairy Fish Nuts
Hammer of the Blogs
Hullabaloo(Digby)
I Am TRex
If I Ran the Zoo
I'm Not One To Blog
Interesting Times
James Wolcott
Jesus' General
Jon Swift
Juan Cole
King of Zembla
Kung Fu Monkey
Lance Mannion
Lawyers Guns and Money
Lean Left
Liberal Oasis
Main & Central
Majikthise
Making Light (Nielsen Hayden)
Mark Kleiman
Martini Revolution
MaxSpeak
MF Blog
MyDD
Needlenose
The Next Hurrah
Nitpicker
No More Mr. Nice Blog
Norbizness
Norwegianity
Oliver Willis
One Good Move
Orcinus
Pacific Views
Pam's House Blend
Pandagon
Pharyngula
Political Animal(K.Drum)
The Poorman
Progressive Gold
Right Hand Thief
Rising Hegemon
Roger Ailes
Rude Pundit
Rumproast
Sadly, No
Seeing The Forest
Shakesville
Sisyphus Shrugged
Skippy the Bush Kangaroo
Slacktivist
SteveAudio
Suburban Guerilla
TalkLeft
The American Street
The Left Coaster
The Road To Surfdom
The Sideshow
The Talking Dog
The Talent Show
Tom Tomorrow
Tom Watson
Whiskeyfire
UggaBugga
Wampum
Wonkette
World O'Crap
TOSS ME
A BONE
Amazon Wish List
SOURCES
MSNBC
CNN
The Washington Post
Media Matters
The New York Times
The Guardian
Yahoo News
Salon
The Raw Story
Common Dreams
Media Transparency
The Nation
Alternet
Joe Conason
Talking Points Memo
THE VAST WASTELAND
Captain Corndog & Friends
Cheerleaders Gone Spazzy
80% True
Corner of Mediocrity and Banality
Village Idiots Central
Darwin's Waiting Room
News for Mouthbreathers
Mailbox
Your e-mail may be reprinted sans name and e-mail address. Think about how stupid you want to appear.
Blogroll Me!
Site Feed
|
Friday, November 10, 2006
The Real Reason George Allen Lost
With trusted advisor, wife, John Warner and some lady,
I don't know who the hell she is
In six short months Senator George Allen went from popular Senator and potential Presidential candidate to sniveling unemployable house-husband (insert your own Jeff Goldstein joke here). How did this happen? Sensing something dark and dirty in his past (those sealed divorce papers) Time magazine put Ana Marie Cox on the case hoping for some whiff of domestic violence or at least some butt-sex; we'll pass on the whiff of that, thank you very much.
As we learned from George Bush's testy remarks about Karl Rove the other day, the ultimate blame in lost elections is usually the result of bad advice from people whose sole job it is to give good advice. And since no campaign collapsed quite as fast as Allen's did, it's time to take a look at just who gummed up the works in the Allen machine.
I blame Wilson:
Soon to be thrown away like yesterdays polls...
What seemed like a harmless affectation was a cry for help from a man wallowing in his own uncertanties. Soon he turned to the only thing in his life, a piece of sports equipment washed up on the shores of his isolation. It was inevitable that Allen would soon start listening to the soft murmurings of his inflated friend as he cocked his arm back and waited for a neighborhood kid to "go long" and Wilson, nestled by his ear, would tell him the things he wanted to hear. Soon, it got out of control:
"Call him macaca," said Wilson, "that's some funny shit."
"You can't be Jewish," Wilson counseled. "Look at me, I'm pigskin, and I'm your best friend."
"Dude, you should totally use this porn I found in Webb's book," Wilson exclaimed. "It's totally off the hook."
"Let's you and me go snort some blow off of a Redskin cheerleaders ass." Wilson helpfully suggested.
The rest, as they say, is history.
Next up: Ken Mehlman's Malibu Barbie Confessions.
|
|
