Fortunate Son Chronicles--Updates

Some updates on what happens when people can’t tell the difference between fortunate-sperm-ocracy and meritocracy:

If you were curious to know how many people were either

1) Enduringly stupid or

2) Making too much hay to let moral compunctions interfere with their views and deeds in these conflict-of-interest ridden, taxpayer-looting, law-bending, nepotism-driven, war-profiteering times,

well, this latest NYTimes/CBS poll has the answer: About a fifth of this nation.

On the bright side, this number is down --- it was about 31% last year.

Top officials from the Fed, the Treasury and the SEC defend the bailout of Bear Stearns, while the Senate rejected a proposal to let bankruptcy judges modify mortgages on primary residences to help financially distressed homeowners.
Moral of the story: If you borrow only enough to ruin yourself, you’re screwed and you belong in debtors’ prison. If you borrow enough to ruin everyone around you, you’ve got it made in the shade. This, incidentally, was the basic strategy by which an egomaniacal piece of shit like Donald Trump became rich and powerful.

From the “I will restore honor to presidency” department:

Boos appear to outweigh cheers as Dubi-ya walks out to throw the first pitch at a ballgame. Olbermann’s report on this is nice.

There is a move afoot to change the name of the Oceanside Wastewater Treatment Facility to George W. Bush Sewage Plant.

From the less-egregious fortunate son nonsense dept:

Sean Sutton resigns his position as the head-coach of Oklahoma State men’s basketball team. This doesn’t mean that he is not, or cannot be, a good coach. My only problem with his being head-coach there was that the whole “inheriting the job from your father when you haven’t proven anything independently” concept is wrong, that’s all. Still, it is hard to feel too bad for him; he’s worked for over a couple of years at $750,000 a year, and I’m sure the final handshake won’t be an empty one. Every child should get such a start in life.

I’m sure Pat Knight will also bank a few million before he gets his ass canned at Texas Tech; not due to any fault of his of course, just that (as he has made abundantly clear and as I’ve written before) his players are brainless, gutless and heartless.

UPDATE:

DrugMonkey suggests a soundtrack for these posts (see comments). I agree. Thanks DM; one of my favorite voices and bands, BTW.
Enjoy!

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