Oh. My. Fucking. God.

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Sarah Palin didn't know Africa is a CONTINENT.


( Transcript here )

Holy SHIT. I mean, I knew she was a nightmare, but DAMN. I guess that puts paid to the cries of "No, she's really smart!" that made me giggle like a kid. Talk about dodging a bullet; I can still feel it whizzing past!

Jon's gonna have a FIELD DAY. *rubs hands with glee*


P.S. There's video at the link of Papa Bear blustering his way through this news. Watch how he keeps trying to spin each outrageousness as somehow ordinary and not that big a deal. It's so cute; I wish I had a camera...oh, wait.

One last horn toot

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Okay, it's all over. But I thought I'd post one last thing about this election and the euphoria it's inspired among us. Because this is really great.


From Salon.com:


I walked out of Northrop Auditorium Tuesday night after Bob Dylan's concert on the campus of his erstwhile alma mater, the University of Minnesota. The second number of the night was "The Times They Are A-Changin'," a song I never liked. On Tuesday night it moved slowly, crawling like a snake, all 44 years since it first appeared loaded into it, as if its real subject was what it means to wait. The last song was "Blowin' in the Wind." (I remember very clearly the first time I heard it on the radio. "Kinda erstatz," said Barry Franklin, my best friend and radio cruising partner; we were still in high school.) "I was born in 1941, the year they bombed Pearl Harbor. I've been living in darkness ever since," Dylan said to introduce the song, or as a goodbye, or, as he hadn't spoken before, as a hello. "But it looks like things are going to change now." At the end of the stage he stepped out from behind his electric organ and did a jig.

I feel as if I'm living in a new world and an old country, where all of its best words, down the centuries, are flesh. Or, as Barry Franklin put it last night, "I feel like I've died and gone to America."

-- Greil Marcus



That last bit just says it all, doesn't it?