This morning I proceeded to the Dealerâ€™s Service Department in order to obtain regular preventative maintenance on the Big, Fat, Black Capitalist Car. Iâ€™m no stranger to the place, having previously written about my visits here, here and here.
What I will share with you are literally scratchpad notes I made while sitting in the waiting room. The thoughts may be disjointed, but thatâ€™s just way it is.
Dammit! The television is on. I brought a book, and there are magazines on a coffee table, but nobody reads. Everyone sits and stares at the goddamned television. Is it possible for people to survive thirty minutes in a chair without staring into a goddamned television set? Too loud and too distracting to read. I took Mrs. Parkwayâ€™s car for service, and that dealer offers a â€œQuiet Room.â€ The availability of a â€œQuiet Roomâ€ may well be dispositive with respect to my next choice in vehicles.
Ack! MSNBC is on. Is this more or less annoying than, say, Regis or Judge Somethingorother? Tough call. Theyâ€™re all right up there with a root canal.
Big, big, big MSNBC story: Former McCain staffers dish dirt on Sarah Palin! Perfect story for MSNBC. They get to continue to shit on Sarah Palin, but lay the blame on McCain people. BONUS! They get to say what shits the McCain people are. Damned near spit out my complimentary lousy coffee.
Ah, the subject now is Mr. Obamaâ€™s pick of Rahm Emmanuel, a former Clintonista and a known super-partisan hit man as Whitehouse Chief of Staff (Reach across the aisle, my arse). The host wonders aloud (strictly for rhetorical effect), â€œCritics are asking whether this is consistent with President-Elect Obamaâ€™s promise of a different kind of administration, a more inclusive administration [blah blah]?â€
The question is answered by a parade of peeps, all justifying why Rahm Emmanuel is a solid choice. The Grand Marshall of the Parade was Hillary Clinton, who gushed about what a fine fellow Rahm Emmanuel is. I wonder if, by saying that, she is doing a favor for Obama or her old pal Rahm. As my Constitutional Law professor used to say, â€œTo ahsk the question is to ahnswer it.â€
The host (damned if I know who he is) announces that Barack Obama will give his first press conference later today. He continues, â€œMSNBCâ€™s Chris Matthews will bring it to you.â€ Chris Matthews ought to be required to wear a slobber cup on his face when he talks about Obama. Heâ€™s beyond disgusting.
Notable Commercial Break: I donâ€™t know whether you get to see the New York Times ads for the â€œWeekenderâ€ edition of the paper. Apparently, you can subscribe to the paper and only receive it on the weekends. I wouldnâ€™t know, because I would sooner light money on fire than pay to read the New York Times. Anyway, the twenty-something, snot-nosey elitist pukey, yuppie woman smiles and says, â€œThereâ€™s the week, the weekend and then thereâ€™s The Weekender.â€ This is followed by a series or Upper West Side twenty-something racially diverse turds talking about how swell it is to get â€œTHE PAPERâ€ on the weekends, the subliminal message being that if you donâ€™t read the New York Times, you must be some kind of mental defective. Every time I see it, I have a hard time not throwing something at the TV. (I guess you had to be there.)
Holy shit! Breaking news! BeyoncÃ© will attend the inauguration! I had awakened Tuesday night worrying about whether BeyoncÃ© would be on the case for the inauguration.
â€œSir your car is ready.â€
Free at last.