They must love Peter Orszag at the White House. Af few years back, Pete quit his job as director of the Office of Management and Budget to go to work for Citigroup, that banking colossus that perhaps should be referred to as “Citigrope” for violating the public trust in stunningly profitable ways. Now, Pete’s back…
Still not the New Yorker
Okay, I guess it’s going to be cartoon Mondays from now on. We’ll move the jazz videos to Tuesday. For prize-winning captions from the New Yorker, unlike these, go here. “All right. This is a hostile takeover. But not an impossible one.” “Yes, I did claw my way to the top. Are there any more…
U.S. accuses China of stealing our idea for stealing ideas
U.S. Treasury Secretary Tim Geithner has lowered his mighty rhetorical boom on China for its habit of requiring U.S. companies that establish production facilities on the mainland to share their patent rights. “They [China] have made possible systematic stealing of intellectual property of American companies and have not been very aggressive to put in place…
That’s my little Bank of America
Over at iWatch News, Michael Hudson gives us the story of Eileen Foster, an employee of the now defunct Countrywide Financial Corp,, infamous poster child for the moral meltdown of the U.S. mortgage industry, which did so much to pitch us into the valley of economic despair through which we now wander. Foster was appalled…
Nikki Haley, on drugs
South Carolina Governor Nikki Haley, who I think looks like this all the time, admits that when she said that half of the job applicants applying for positions at the state’s Savannah River nuclear site tested positive for drugs, well, it wasn’t true. But that isn’t keeping her from pushing for mandatory drug testing of…
Crimes of the 11th Circuit—Four years of torture isn’t enough
Let’s set a few names down for the historical record, shall we? Joel F. Dubina, Chief Judge, U.S. 11th Circuit Court of Appeals, and William H. Prior, Judge, U.S. 11th Circuit Court of Appeals, two men, two cruel, cowardly, and callous men, whose names should live in quiet infamy. On Sept. 19, these two men…
Nikita, not afraid to name names
Ah, Nikita, Nikita, poor little hit girl. I don’t know which iteration we’re on of that straight-shootin’ waif, but the one I’m watching, in reruns, with Maggie Q pulling the trigger, definitely tells it like it is, or was. When shocking video of Americans murdering a Chilean politician is released on the Internet, a tough-talkin’…
This is not the New Yorker
Well, it isn’t. The New Yorker has a cartoon captioning contest, which I have never won, at least in part because I have never entered it. Anyway, if I ever did enter it, this is what I might come up with. “Which one of youse guys is called ‘Frenchie’?” “That is so gay.” “‘Cookie’ Lavegetto,…
Andy is confused about why he is penned.
Well, I guess if Mama McQueen* had explained it to him, preferably in lucid supple periodic prose, he wouldn’t be having such a shit fit. Talk to your dogs! They speak English! (At least, the smart ones do.) *The old biddy who penned him.
More from Dave
Awhile back I ran a post jumping off of David Brinkley’s book of reminiscences, Brinkley’s Beat. As I explained then, and I’ll explain now, David Brinkley was once one of the most famous men on television, co-anchor of the “Huntley-Brinkley Report,” the highest ranked news show on TV during the glory days of network television….