Showing posts with label Maureen Dowd. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maureen Dowd. Show all posts

6/5/05

APB out for Maureen

Every morning I wake up, wipe the goo out of my eyes, start a pot of coffee, bring in the Dallas Morning News, and sit down at the computer to get my email while the coffee brews. Then, satisfied that the world is still more or less revolving and rotating the same as yesterday with Dallas under an orange Ozone Alert, I scroll through the New York Times online headlines all the way down to the op-eds at the bottom. If I'm lucky, there's a column by Maureen Dowd. When I don't know what to think about the outrageous state of the country, I appreciate Maureen's take on things. If I know exactly what I think, and am wondering why-I'm-not-in-charge-of-the-world [???], it's nice to see that Maureen backs me up.

That's why I'm so worried. Maureen has gone AWOL for several weeks now.

WANTED
Reward Offered

Come back to the Five and Dime, Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean...
Come back to the New York Times, Dowd Maureen, Dowd Maureen!

9/10/04

Ogres of Literature and Politics

Cheney Spits Toads
By MAUREEN DOWD
http://www.nytimes.com/2004/09/09/opinion/09dowd.html?th and republished in many newspapers, even The Dallas Morning News today. You can look it up, as James Thurber would say. Ms. Dowd and I agree that the Vice President has been behaving like a Grimm Brothers' ogre.

One of my wittle fwee-year olds was chattering on about seeing Fwek Tvoo. It took serious concentration and eyeglass windshield wipers to figure out what she was talking about. Shrek II.

Ogre.
That's our Cheney in a word. Fee fi fo fum. Now Shrek is a William Steig ogre. Dick is real Grimm bad news at the top of the beanstalk.

I do wish I could sit John Kerry down on my knee and read Paul Galdone's version of "Puss and Boots" to him. It is time for the Democrat to put on tall red leather boots and start charming people with gifts from the "Marquis of Carabas". Mr. Kerry better get his wits together soon and trick the evil giant into transforming himself into a mouse so Puss can catch him and devour him. Time is running out.

Iraq was Halliburton's war from the beginning. Bring our troops home. Let Halliburton clean up its own mess and turn out the lights.

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