And it was interesting how the President-elect failed to lift his admiring audience by repeated – but rather hesitant – invocations of the brainless slogan he was forced by his minders to adopt against his will – ‘Yes, we can’. They were supposed to thunder ‘Yes, we can!’ back at him, but they just wouldn’t join in. No wonder. Yes we can what exactly? Go home and keep a close eye on the tax rate, is my advice. He’d have been better off bursting into ‘I’d like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony’ which contains roughly the same message and might have attracted some valuable commercial sponsorship.God, I wish I could snark like that.
(H/T to Kevin at The Smallest Minority.)
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Oh. Come. ON! You're just fishing for compliments. You KNOW you can. I've heard you do it ad lib.
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TW; slywoad ... Wouldn't want to meet one in a darke alleye.
I wish we could swap out "our" Hitchens for "their" Hitchens, but either way, them boys work the word processor the way Ross Seyfried worked his Pachmayr Combat Special: smooth, fast and elegant.
You have better snark than that, almost every day. It's just that yours flows in a steady stream like the niagra, and his pops like a champagne cork from a bottle.
If we could just mate Hitchens and Paglia...
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"Yes we can" - sounds like a Bob The Builder quote to me, too much kids tv methinks.
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