Inignot: Our god is a god of vengeance. A god of hate.
Err : A god of action.
Inignot : Our god is an Indian who can turn into a wolf and...
Err : Dude, that's Wolfen.
Inignot : Yes, well Wolfen will come after you, with his razor.
Aqua Teen Hunger Force

For a minute I thought I thought someone was playing a practical joke on me. I received the following email twice from a group called "Christian Voices Heard" this morning:

You are Making a Huge Difference...
"Your Voice is Being Heard by the Media and by the U.S. Senate"
"YOUR VOICES HAVE CREATED A FIRESTORM AGAINST SEN. SPECTER -- WE MUST KEEP UP THE PRESSURE!"
When your chorus of voices was heard regarding his outrageous, self-serving comments Senator Specter issued a statement: "Contrary to press accounts, I did not warn the President about anything and was very respectful of his Constitutional authority on the appointment of federal judges."

Unfortunately For Senator Specter, YOU Have Been Calling, Faxing,
Writing, And Emailing News Outlets -- Forcing Them To Print The Truth:

"At about the same time Bush was being declared the winner of the 2004 presidential election, Specter said he believed it is unlikely that the president might nominate abortion opponents to the Supreme Court, adding what sounded to some in the room like a subtle warning to the president ." -- Fox News

The email then goes on to call for Specter's head since "We've just won an overwhelming Pro-Family, Pro-Christian landslide in the Senate" and "The President has a mandate for his Pro-Family, Pro-Christian agenda based on receiving the largest popular vote in the nation's history." Now I'm not going to comment on the rhetoric of this spin other than to say that if a landslide is now defined as four, then I am going to move further away from the mountains, lest they fall on me, and if this last election can be spun as any sort of mandate for religious whack jobs, then I've got a very large bridge in Brooklyn up for sale.

What I really want to comment on is that this message was sent to an address that only good old Smith's Food & Drug has. You see some time back I signed up for one of their communist values cards to save money on beer and sometimes food, but, the asshole that I am, I gave them a fake name along with a fake email address. Now the email address does have signifyingnothing.com as the server, and that site automatically forwards any mail sent to it to my real mail account. I can only conclude that Smith's has sold or given that fake email address away. Now since it is a religious smack down group (please note that I will not denigrate Christians by calling them a "Christian" group), and have not been marketed to else-wise, I assume that they gave it to them.

Thanks, Smiths, you just made my shopping choices easier. God bless!

(Oh and I suppose such an email could be read as the beginning of the predicted "culture war" that will rip the Republican Party assunder.)

That's enough politics for now.

Let's talk some more about pomegranates....

Funny how it is now cool to be Frank Burns again, isn't it?

Frank: I think you will all agree that by trying to introduce more discipline, more order, I have hopefully made this a more enjoyable war for all of us. Leadership is a lonely business. Your Napoleons, your Kaisers, your Attilas the Hun, were alone there in the front office as I have been this week. I have thought of you. I know you have thought of me - but some of the notes in the suggestion box were really below the belt! I mean, why drag my mother into this?
Henry in Love

Margaret: They love you, Frank.
Frank: It was their hatred that fooled me.
For Want of a Boot

So will making baba ganoush, hummus, and couscous get me on the Department of Homeland Insecurity's radical Islamicist list? What an interesting word.

For all those in shock or in morning over the loss of the Democrats, I refer you to Dr. Strangelove or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb. I would then suggest you read Hamlet and then Othello. Somehow they all fit these times.

If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times: look at my pictures! Don't make me stop the car!

By the way, it has been snowing off and on all day. Nice, flufferated snow.