...Kelso's Nuts throws the full tea-bag in support of Jr. U.S. Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton (D-NY) for President Of The United States...and will "drop a little science" [Is that the current term-of-art, Senators Kennedy. Leahy and McCaskill (Ds-"Hope")? Being a White Racist Clinton supporter I really don't know about these things.]
I expect the Democratic nominee for president to be a centrist. "Center-Left," as it is generally defined globally would be considered to be "loony-left" in the USA. I expect her to be a corporatist. I gave up utopian notions sometime between the crib and pre-adolescence. I expect her to be more aggressive in foreign policy than I would ideally like. That's my end of the devil's bargain. The Party's end of the devil's bargain is that the nominee be a Democrat and not be a "Christian Crazy." And certainly not a gutless "Christian Crazy."
Because, everybody, this is awesome.
http://www.newyorker.com/talk/2008/02/04/080204ta_talk_mcmanus
First, a few words about James McManus. If his "Dept Of Odds" is going to be a regular New Yorker feature, then we're going to have an awful lot of fun using every tool in the box to rip him apart each week. It would certainly be redundant in that their Finance columnist, James Surowiecki, already does a "Dept Of Odds" each week. Furthermore, as Obama's beloved Republicans and Christians crushed online and club poker in America with Frist's insertion of the Unlawful Internet Gambling Enforcement Act into the Port Appropriations Act Of 2006, of what significance anymore is poker to anyone in America beyond re-runs of boring suck-out hands in tournament play on ESPN? There are wonderful writers on the subject from A. Alvarez to David Sklansky to Doyle Brunson to Chris "Jesus" Ferguson to Ted Forrest.
James McManus is not wonderful. His Tissue Of Lies poker column, which ran before UIGEA, was a masterpiece of Tissue Of Lies bullshit. It was a column about poker with no references to gambling!
I am neither shocked nor surprised that New Yorker editor David Remnick, he of full-throated support of the Iraq Occupation and then full-throated not-so-much, would pick up the free agent McManus to write about poker. Kind of like the way the Royals always sign veteran, redundant, re-tread free agents like Joe Randa or Gil Meche to huge contracts, while the Mets and Rudy Giuliani's Girls sign the good ones: Beltran (Mets), Rodriguez (RG's Girls)...SANTANA (METS, METS, METS)...you know.
As corny as McManus is, however, he provides some useful information if you're paying attention. CLINTON: IN FAVOR OF LEGALIZED GAMBLING. OBAMA: OPPOSED TO LEGALIZED GAMBLING. That, friends, makes Obama absolutely, positively, untenable as a candidate for me and makes him certifiably a Fundie. The CBC, of which Obama is not a member, along with the CPC, of which Obama is not a member, were the only caucuses to oppose consistently Kyl, McCain, Coats and Goodlatte on this issue year-after-fucking-year. So, please spare Uncle Kelso the bullshit about black community organizers opposing gambling because it's a cancer in the neighborhood. I'll cry you a river when I get to earn a living and see my son when I want all at the same time.
Wow, what a chickenshit this Obama is. I play UNO and heads-up NLHE and NL-Pineapple with Kelso Jr. With chips. We'll even make the occasional bet in-the-running on baseball games. Dad school-housed his 7YO son last summer while having lunch at La Papa (Colombian-Jewish family-friendly chain of restaurants) taking 15/1 with the Orioles down 3-1 to the Red Sox in the 7th, with Okajima pitching and Papelbon available. I think Jr actually had the best of it, but I got lucky! Birds beat Sawx 6-5 in 11 innings.
Funny, I recall that card-playing and golf Nassaus were a point of pride with the WINNING "hope" campaign of 1992. The Big Dog was a mess at times but he wasn't a chickenshit.
I'm all good with the Congressional Black Caucus and the Congressional Progressive Caucus.
I am not all-good with Barack Obama. Obama likes poker, eh? No, it would seem from the article that Obama is defined by poker! Yet, he doesn't play poker? That dinnae make sense unless it's part of a complex series of lies and half-truths. And the press has the gall to say that HRC "has a complicated relationship with the truth?" Maybe, but Obama's just another sin-for-me-but-not for-thee fake Christian. Fucking typical.
A key here is that he's a low-stakes player. Why is that key? Because I have heard differently about card -playing in the Hope campaign. According to this fellow, Obama plays poker with his staff. Campaign staffers are, of course, notoriously underpaid, so how could the games possibly play big? Furthermore, I've heard that the staffers have been instructed to dump to Obama so as not to hurt his feelings or damage his ego during the campaign. That makes a lot of sense. Hypocrisy. Cowardice. Petulance. Hope. "Drink Up, Bitches!" And don't forget to enjoy the Husker Du sounds above.
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Kelso you are insuring KJ has thick skin, especially if he finds out you bragging about your long shot.
That victory was indicative of the cosmic forces at work; all aligned for you to keep and make money.
Give me some of your Mojo.
Dave: You have no idea. KJ has maybe cried 4 times since infancy. There is one thing that gets to him: his small size. If anyone makes fun of him about that the pure evil comes out. He has never lost a kid fight!
Mojo? Hardly. I liked school and I have a good stomach for losses. That's it. No secret.
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