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How do you like your windows, so far, dipshit?

We need to have a Mitt Romney stupid statement clock, kinda like the debt clock the ReThuglicans were so proud of at the gathering of old angry white folks in Tampa, called  a convention. You just never know from day to day about the Mittster. Today will he say something stupid, mean, not true or all three at once?  Then maybe it is just  a description of every incoherent utterance that spews from the smirking mouth of the real life Montgomery Burns?

Today the Mittstake at the top of the charts is his complaint that airliner windows don't open. Apparently his wife's plane had to make an emergency landing to deal with an electrical problem and even though the good Doctor Dawg couldn't believe it was a real, in context quote, or from the Onion. But as the Doc discovered, nobody has to take the Mittster's words out of context or make up stuff as this is what he told a crowd at a Beverly Hills fundraiser, direct from the L.A. Times, which is still a newspaper for grown-ups, compared to the bird cage liners that litter Canada.  

“I appreciate the fact that she is on the ground, safe and sound. And I don’t think she knows just how worried some of us were,” Romney said. “When you have a fire in an aircraft, there’s no place to go, exactly, there’s no — and you can’t find any oxygen from outside the aircraft to get in the aircraft, because the windows don’t open. I don’t know why they don’t do that. It’s a real problem. So it’s very dangerous. And she was choking and rubbing her eyes. Fortunately, there was enough oxygen for the pilot and copilot to make a safe landing in Denver. But she’s safe and sound.” (emphasis added)

How the LDS hologram that walks kinda like a man managed to get through Harvard and Law School, without the advantage of being a legacy, like the last Republican village idiot that sat in the White House taking orders from DickHead Cheney is a real mystery. For starters if there was a fire, or likelihood of one on a plane, or any other enclosed space, the VERY LAST thing that is helpful is an infusion of oxygen. Maybe Mitt was busy shaving the heads of suspected fags when he should have been in science class.

I also am pretty confident that Mitt da Mutt has spent more time on jet airliners than myself, but even I know that some windows DO OPEN, not to get fresh air or play with your hand in the wind at 30,000 ft., but as an emergency exit, especially those over the wings, which then serve as an escape slide.

I'm starting to get in the habit of checking the headlines that are served up by my e-mail service provider and that is where I first heard of this recent (I almost said most recent, but he has been moving his lips all day by now, so you know that might be no longer true) Romney foot snack. I was led to this article -Why Plane Windows Don't Roll Down, as Romney Would Like - copped from the Canadian Press by Yahoo. With the help of LiveScience.com and Life's Little Mysteries Staff, the article goes on to explain in terms even a Republican should be able to understand, unless they were home schooled, why opening the windows at say 30,000 or 35,000 feet above the fruited plain would kill everybody on board and very likely suck them out of the window as well. That is why I show Mitt clutching the wing in the photoshopped picture at the top. (disclaimer - in reality, the world non-Republicans inhabit, Mitt wouldn't be clutching the wing, he would be the late, deceased Willard Mitt Romney - RIP - once you hit the ground, that is.

But don't take it from me Mitt. Why don't you round up your buddy Paul Ryan, KKKarl Rove, Dick Cheney, Eric Cantor, Michelle Bachmann and the bright lights of the Tea Baggers and take to the air with roll down windows. Leave them closed until you reach cruising elevation and then go for that fresh air, PLEASE! Oh I forgot, take Rand Paul, he is a doctor, so he should be able to explain the science to you.


Update on the BossyTool Resignation

Boozin' Ken and BeeCee Barbie

 A few, very few, facts about the Ken Bossenkool incident and subsequent resignation have been shaken out, though Queen Christy hasn't deigned to add to the public's understanding. It seems that the victim wasn't a waitress, but a government staffer, perhaps even under (in the administrative sense) King Ken in the chain of command (a specific question Christy refused to answer today). However she had prior to joining the BC liaR team of government and provincial ravishment indeed been a waitress at that same bar. Her husband as well had or still works/worked for the company that owns the bar where the incident occurred among others.

I commented yesterday about the apparent double standard applicable to "privacy" concerns surrounding personnel matters yesterday. However, I had completely forgot the glaring example of the BC Health employees a few weeks ago, whose indiscretions were described in great detail by the Minister of Health at the time, until I checked out the always informative Ian Reid this morning. 

......that wasn’t the story a few weeks ago when 4 BC Health employees were fired and 7 suspended without pay pending a police investigation of privacy breaches.

Three weeks ago, contrary to the “privacy laws” the Premier follows, the Health minister provided a significant amount of information about the fired and suspended staff in her ministry.

Go over to Ian's place to see the copious amount of info that apparently didn't violate Christy's new "rules." Don't take my word for it.

That’s a lot of info about the allegations, you have to admit.  But if the Premier is to be believed providing that info violates privacy laws.

But only if they aren’t your friends and allies it seems.  In that case mums the word.

Ian then goes on to discuss Global's role in burying the story as long as they could, It would seem they only jumped on sharing it with us when Christy realized the gig was up and it was gonna come out anyway. Then she went into her damage control mode that is more like a recipe for damaging herself even more.  Meanwhile, Global continues to minimize and essentially ignore the whole story, unless I nodded off during tonight's snoozecast. Of course anyone who is surprised by this behaviour by the fawning sycophants of the private sector PABlum Brigade must have just arrived from over a decade in Patagonia.

This entire incident has been portrayed as an alcohol fueled uncharacteristic once in a lifetime fuck-up by Mr. BossyTool, the Pretend Premieress and her fawning local press and broadcast media. However some claim complaints had been pouring in to extent he would qualify to join the Mounties. All I know is that I don't buy the claim that all of a sudden in his sixth decade of life Gordon Campbell got behind the wheel drunker than the proverbial skunk for the very first time. I think it just as unlikely  Mr. Bossenkool had never treated a woman, especially a woman technically in an unequal power relationship at the workplace, inappropriately until after that particular golf tourney and retreat to the nineteenth hole.  

 Finally, a shout out to the Slimy One 

Treason Steven was in New York City today, but he couldn't be bothered to attend the speech given by the head of state of our greatest ally and largest trading partner at the United Nations. I betcha he would have showed up if the Premier of Commie China was speaking. Actually the Prime Minister of Chinese and Corporate Canada was even invited to speak.

Peevy Stevie was otherwise occupied, cause he had to pick up his award as World Statesman of the Year. It must thrill your soul (assuming you have such a thing other than on the bottom of your shoes) to win best in show as Bibi the Butcher NuttyYahoo's most precious lapdog!