Your Metaphor’s No Good Here

You tell me: how can we prevent this to happen?

A delegation from the Chinese government visited my office yesterday and I was asked to give a talk about what we do. I wanted to say: “Look, here’s the deal — we’ll keep buying the cheap dreck you send over in your stinking, polluting ships, and you’ll recycle the profits by financing our debt. OK?” But I didn’t. One positive outcome: they gave me a beautiful blue silk tie with dragons on it. I am so wearing it to court the next time I go.

Testimony before the Culture, Media, and Sports Committee will resume in 10 minutes. I looked away as James and Rupert Murdoch’s testimonies concluded, and I’m not sure but I think Rupert started to fall as he got up.

It’s all very civilized, and everyone is shocked! shocked! they say!

@karen marie has her eyes tight shut: Custard Pie to Rupert. Really. There’s your b-roll for the duration.

@karen marie has her eyes tight shut: All’s forgiven, so long as it ends with Rupie in the electric chair, along with everyone who’s ever had a show or been a “special correspondent” on dumFux Nooz.

@¡Andrew!: I totally missed it! Good thing the pie thrower had more on the ball!

Had a look at the slap Wendy dished out to the alleged pieman.

She must have played volley ball at some stage in her life. She spiked that guy so hard his balls must be down around his ankles.

@CheapBoy: Mrs RML and I had a dog charge us last night when we were walking our Chow around the neighborhood. I took the hardwood shovel handle I use as a walking stick, planted my feet and cocked it back like I was going to swing for the fences and shouted “BACK BACK BACK!” at the dog. Stopped him in his tracks and he back into his yard. I’m sure Young Mrs. Evil Dude’s protective instincts kicked in and it was over before she knew it, leaving her somewhat surprised as well.