American warplanes have joined the fray in Libya, a day after backing up French fighter jets with Tomahawk missiles. Moammar Qaddafi, via telephone, is hoppin’ mad! But there are reports his assault on the rebel capital has slowed. Unrest, meanwhile, spreads to Syria.
Also angry? The Arab League, which may reconsider its support for the intervention now that the no-fly zone has turned into a good ol’ fashioned First World/Third World ass-kicking.
The latest Yankee Blue Jeans-brand Military Adventure came as hundreds of people in Portland and elsewhere gathered and marched to mark the eighth anniversary of the Iraq War, and also to rail against national priorities that rank armed conflict ahead of feeding poor kids (but not ahead of DVRing the series finale of TGIF’s Step by Step.)
In Haiti, something way more interesting happened than the runoff in the battered country’s presidential election. Wyclef Jean, a former candidate himself and now stumping for another former singer who’s still in the race, got shot! In the hand!
This is what counts as good news in Japan’s meltdown watch: the absence of more bad news. Nuclear plant workers are working through a tangle of Rube Goldberg-esque schemes to keep more people, plants, and animals from winding up hopelessly irradiated.
Egyptians yesterday overwhelmingly approved constitutional changes calling for new presidential and parliamentary elections this summer—officially ending nearly 60 years of autocratic, one-party rule.
The UCLA student who mocked Asians on campus in a YouTube video—and forgot that, sometimes, lots of people actually watch some of the stupid shit that gets posted there—has decided to discontinue her studies. Guess she’s been harassed, or something.
Shit. Is more oil leaking into the Gulf of Mexico? Officials are investigating an eye-stingingly massive “oil sheen” in the gulf, north of the Deepwater well that starred in so many news reports last year.
T-Mobile has been devoured by AT&T, and now 33 million-plus more phone customers can share in the intimate joy of having one’s call dropped or not being connected at all.
A miniature train derailed in a South Carolina park, leaving a 6-year-old dead. No word if miniature paramedics raced over in miniature ambulances and firetrucks, on their way to a miniature hospital.
CIrcus? Did somebody say circus?
It’s only kool to make jokes about freak accidents if no ones dies, you miniature jerk.
Now you forced me to look up Bronson Pinchot on Wikipedia to see what he’s been up to lately. I want those three minutes of my life back.
Crossed a line on the miniature joke. Not cool.
Yeah, while I recognize blogtown is hardly a bastion of taste, the miniature joke is pretty bad.
Oh man, this world sucks these days.
Denis. dude. here i thought you were a big pansy. and then you drop a 6yo died joke. Way to come out of left field.
There’s two kinds of humor:
The kind where you point out something funny about something else.
And the kind where you point to yourself as funny at the expense of someone else.
Denis, your joke fits into the second category, and there are phone books filled with lousy comedians, clowns and B rated “jokemeisters” who do that. I coe to blogtown for a good irreverent laugh, but I can’t laugh at a joke about (even an anonymous) 6 year olds death.
Do you honestly need that kind of cred?
Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, eat some crow, and try again.
Denis, imagine a 6-year-old in your family died.
Now, post an apology.
Denis… Denis… Bad, Denis, bad… I’m very disappointed in you… You know the drill… Go to your kennel…