Here is a brand new, self-contained, four minute West Wing episode.  I do miss that show.


So don’t watch this video if you had a proper upbringing.  I cringe imagining my parents watching it (may they rest in peace), although they may not have been QUITE as proper as I was brought up to believe — when I went to clear out some stuff from his medicine chest after my Dad died, I slid the mirror across the cabinet to reveal what you’d assume was the other half of the medicine chest.  It had been a long time since this had actually been my boyhood bathroom, and I had forgotten there was no other half to the cabinet — the other side  was just the blank wall.  Only, when I slid the mirror across anyway, having forgotten there’d be nothing there, there was something there: a poster-size photo of my parents, completely naked, startled and horrified at having been caught in the nude.  (My dad had apparently posed them that way with a time-delay camera, then had the shot blown up and mounted on poster board he pasted behind the mirror.)

What makes the video all the funnier is that Sarah’s grandmother is sitting there attentively as she says all these f—–g terrible things.

Sarah, as you may recall, is the one who encouraged Jewish kids of her generation to take The Great Schlepp down to Florida in 2008 to get their grandparents to the polls.  And as you can see, she’s still working to turn out the vote.


I know — I’m a little late.  I keep meaning to run Eric Cantor’s Labor Day tweet.  When I read Paul Krugman’s column over the weekend, I decided to let him tell you:

. . . Consider the Twitter message sent out by Eric Cantor, the Republican House majority leader, on Labor Day — a holiday that specifically celebrates America’s workers. Here’s what it said, in its entirety: “Today, we celebrate those who have taken a risk, worked hard, built a business and earned their own success.” Yes, on a day set aside to honor workers, all Mr. Cantor could bring himself to do was praise their bosses.

Lest you think that this was just a personal slip, consider Mr. Romney’s acceptance speech at the Republican National Convention. What did he have to say about American workers? Actually, nothing: the words “worker” or “workers” never passed his lips. This was in strong contrast to President Obama’s convention speech a week later, which put a lot of emphasis on workers — especially, of course, but not only, workers who benefited from the auto bailout.

And when Mr. Romney waxed rhapsodic about the opportunities America offered to immigrants, he declared that they came in pursuit of “freedom to build a business.” What about those who came here not to found businesses, but simply to make an honest living? Not worth mentioning. . . .





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