The Senate Majority Leader just couldn’t give a sh*t. In the meantime:
Posted: Monday, August 6th, 2012 at
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Holy hell, the comments on that link! This rich dork, Romney, is toast.
Apparently the Bain Godfather has tentacles everywhere. Interesting little Italian job he pulled back in the year 2000. As the article coyly observes:
As Bain’s CEO from 1984 to 2001, Romney was personally involved in the deal at various points, including the initial decision to invest. He attended at least one meeting about it in Boston, according to a participant. When Bain sold the directory business in 2000, Romney, while still holding the title of CEO, was in charge of preparations for the 2002 Winter Olympics in Salt Lake City. Romney has contended that he gave up management control of Bain in February 1999 to run the games.
Glenn Kessler, you may feel free to commit seppuku to expiate your fact-distorting crimes.
So, I’m just curious, since when did “honey badger” become a saying? And is it as dirty as it sounds? Or is it just about a rare type of badger?
I think it goes back to this:
Via a blog post by Tbogg:
But I don’t claim knowledge of all internet traditions.
For all such questions, your friend is http://knowyourmeme.com/
It’s perhaps worth pointing out that the Know Your Meme page in question is admirably complete about the recent “Honey Badger Don’t Care” meme, but doesn’t really acknowledge the much older tradition of honey badger jokes, which date at least to the turn of the century in my personal experience as an Internet Thing, all because of some (late Victorian?) apocryphal belief that the Honey Badger preys on much, much larger animals, which it disables by means of a vicious attack directed at the groin.
So the honey badger is the inverse of the legendary medieval beaver, which, when pursued for its testicles, would bite the precious danglies off and leave them behind as it fled the field.
I now need to eat, drink or smoke something unhealthy to cleanse my soul of the image of Harry Reid viciously attacking Mitt Romney’s groin in honey badger fashion.
Or you can go directly to the source:
This makes me laugh, every time. Bonus: note the background music.
Thinking about this entire issue, and whether Reid is a big liar and so on, I’ve started to wonder. Is there a difference between a lie and a bluff? Is a bluff an acceptable sort of lie? After all, you can always expose a bluffer if you’re willing to take the risk that he’s not bluffing.
I think what Reid is doing is bluffing. Romney can call if he wants to, but he’s – let’s be blunt – afraid. Furthermore, he’s afraid despite more or less knowing what Reid’s hand is. That’s a lot of fear.
Exactly. This is high stakes poker, not Trivial Pursuit. PlutaCo is afraid, weak and afraid, which explains their frantic game-rigging as policy. Jose sixpack sees this (trust me – I work with these folks) and will vote accordingly. Now – waiting to see such ruthless hardball at the state/local level. Time to drive a stake through the heart of Reagan conservatism.
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