You have to say it like Oprah.  Sing it, really.  That's the pronunciation I usually use, even in regular conversation.  

There is quite an amazing document penned by Hillary sycophant Lanny Davis that explains in the clearest terms yet what the whole Superdelegate Situation really amounts to.

Here's the money quote:

... in primary elections, the turnout among Democrats was often well below 50 percent. And in caucus states, where voters had to show up at a particular time and place and wait up to several hours before voting, the turn out was often as small as 10%-20% or often much less.

That data raised a real concern as to how truly representative a convention elected by such a narrow band of base activists truly was.

Faux news is reporting it right now, on hangdog's show.  There is a deal that was worked out, wherein the board is saying that Wolfy acted "in good faith throughout" his tenure, or some such nonsense.

In case you missed it, here's a pretty good sendup of the whole situation:

http://www.youtube.com/...

We'll miss you, Slappy.  Not.

Preznit Bush has made a science out of doing "the opposite".  You know, like when he appointed John Bolton to be UN ambassador, when he weakened environmental protections under the name "Clear Skies Act", and when he responded to demands to scale back the war in Iraq by escalating it.  You can probably tick off the list of double-think accomplishments as well as me.

(I distinguish this of course from his nepotistic tendency to appoint people like Harriet Miers to be Supreme Court Justice, Abu Gonzales to be Attorney General, and his gardener to be Secretary of Agriculture.)

Wherein the White House transcribes the Q&A portion of the proceedings as well, which, to me, were the best part of the proceedings....

(With apologies to RenaRF)

First of all, I am well aware (thank you very much Important Diary Police) that this is not an Important Diary(tm), however, it was requested by a Very Important Kossack(tm), so here it is:  Your Not Very Important Diary about Mara Liasson's Frozen Smile.

Photo from Wikipedia.

Congratulations to my hometown of Denver for landing the convention.

Thats a great choice, and I'm glad to hear that whatever  accomodations were necessary were in fact made.

I'm sort of addicted to FOX News.  I admit it.  It's a guilty pleasure of mine.  Given the right-wing bias I get from CNN and MSNBC, Olbermann excepted, I figure I might as well go all out and just wallow in FOX a lot of the time.  

Sometimes something happens on FOX that just makes me happy, for some reason, like this:

I like watching FOX the most when something horrible happens to Republicans. Getting their reactions to things that are unavoidably painful for Republicans, such as when Duke Cunningham or Bob Ney are off to the Big House, or when John Boehner has to admit spending more days in the tanning booth than the Congressional voting booth (I'm still waiting for that admission, but I'm confident it will come some day), sparks pleasurable impulses from a certain part of my brain.

Welcome to this episode of "As the Rummy Reputation Turns".

The New York Times today prints a classified memo that is either a very revealing behind-the-scenes look at machinations within the WH, or is just a ham-hamded attempt from another disgruntled ex-WH employee to salvage his own reputation after he's been sacked.

There's a big debate going on these days about whether we can refer to the situation in Iraq as a "Civil War".  I can understand both sides of this, because partisan ideologues are always trying to frame events in such a way that suits their skewed points of view.  That's been going on since forever.

A quick look back through history will easily confirm what it is I'm saying {{wavy lines, wavy lines}}...

Dean said, "It's clear to me that the role of mysterious king-maker with mystical powers has resided for the past 6 years with Karl Rove, not Carville.  Now that Rove has been undressed publicly, there's no reason to turn the role back over to Carville.  Sure, Carville helped the Clintons survive the Gennifer Flowers thing, but now he's so 1992."

I learned a few things today that I hope to keep with me for the rest of my life.  

The first thing I learned is that if I want to gather enough material for a really awesome Sunday night dKos diary I should have taken some notes.

That was the rallying cry for my beloved 1973 Mets, led by the erstwhile Tug McGraw.

Now, if you're a fan of a specific team, especially a team as rag-tag and unspectacular as the 1973 Mets were, you have to go on faith.  There's nothing else to sustain you in the face of all the statistics, all the previous performances, all the clearly superior opposition you are thrown into the ring with.

And yet, you persist.  You love your team, so you throw rational analysis out the window, and you HOPE.  You PRAY, if you're so inclined, you use lucky charms, and act in obsessive/compulsive ways.  If you did something yesterday and your team won, you try to do it again.  You're thoroughly superstitious.  You give in to your dreams and live and die (emotionally) with forces that are entirely out of your control.  You're euphoric when you win, and gutted when you lose.  That's just the nature of being a fan.

I realize this is one of those races that Kossacks probably don't particularly know what to think about.  I don't know much about Johnson other than recognizing him from his Dkos ad.  I've seen McKinney because of the slapping the police officer incident, but also don't know much about her.

The debate, however, is pretty downright nasty.