Why did Nancy Pelosi go to Syria? I’m glad that you asked.

1. She needs to strategize with Assad’s government about new ways for ensure the failure of the elected Iraqi government.
2. She heard Botox injections cost half as much there.
3. Castro’s under the weather, so since she needs to talk to someone who hates America as much as most of her caucus, Bashar Assad will have to do.
4. President Bush thinks it’s a bad idea.
5. Good time to leave the country because “The View” is on vacation this coming week, and without Rosie O’Donnell, where is she supposed to get her talking points?
6. It will further a critical objective of newly-elected democrat majority, undermining American foreign policy in the middle East.
7. It’s for the children.
8. Now that both houses have passed the democrats’ Enemy Enabling and Encouragement Act of 2007, she needs new ways to let the Islamic fanatic headchoppers to hang on because “there’s a new Congress in town.”
9. She can’t stand to be in the country while Sanjaya survives another week.
10. She wants to show the Islamic world that an bare-headed infidel can be on their side.

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Like all of you, I was seriously bummed out by the news Monday that White House Press Secretary Tony Snow’s cancer has returned. I am proud to say that I know Tony Snow. Back in October,2004, WLS had a fabulous event, Stars on Stage, to celebrate its 80th anniversary at the Chicago Theater, with featured guest Rush Limbaugh. Tony’s syndicated show ran on WLS at that time, as did my Sunday show. As luck would have it, our dressing rooms were next to each other and we spent much of the day hanging out and talking, a little about radio, but mostly about our real lives. No surprise: he’s an extremely devoted family man, and a dog lover.

You know how whenever someone turns out to be a serial killer with a couple of dozen bodies buried in his basement (think John Wayne Gacy), the neighbors say “He was such a nice quiet guy who kept to himself?” Something similar happens whenever a person in the public eye gets sick. People parade before the cameras to express their best wishes and intention to include him in their prayers, and inevitably they characterize him as a great individual, a real human being, genuine, kind, and the sort that every mother would be proud to claim as her own and everyone would be lucky to call friend. In Tony’s case, that’s all true. He is a down-to-earth, helluva a guy, and I know that, as he has before, he will beat this thing.

We are praying for you, Tony, and for your lovely family.

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As you know, the Husband and I have been lucky enough to have our lives enriched by two precious dogs (more…)

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If you missed last night’s show (listen every night 8pm-11pm Eastern Time, 7-10 pm Central Time), of course, you missed a lot, all the issues of the day, the soundbites you don’t hear anywhere else, and all the usual stuff. The two big stories of the day were Al Gore’s star turn at Congress and the “scandal” resulting from the President’s audacious decision to fire 8 government employees–actually 7 because one was leaving anyway–that he has the absolute right to fire for any or no reason, the latter clearly necessitating endless Congressional investigations and a blizzard of subpoenas.

Al Gore’s unintentionally hilarious testimony on Capitol Hill. Dr. Gore explained that “the planet has a fever,” but apparently is not so sick that he and Tipper have to stop living large (and no, I’m not referring to his trouser size). Give up their 20-room, 8 bath mansion and stop criss-crossing the country to lecture the rest of us on how we’re destroying the planet and killing those cute polar bears? I mean, let’s not lose our heads here! I refer to Algore’s refusal to take the pledge offered by Sen. James Inhofe to take a pledge to use no more energy than the average American.

Ultimate irony: the title of his upcoming book (can’t wait for that!) from this exaggerating, alarmist buffoon? The Assault on Reason. You mean “My Assault on Reason,” Mr. Gore?

On the phony scandal, White House press secretary Tony Snow had to put up with listen to the usual passel of Woodward and Bernstein wannabes (Why couldn’t I have been born 30 years earlier so I could have been hear during Watergate? Oh well, this thing will have to do …) known as the White House press corps present the democrats’ talking points. Is it just me, or does it seem a tad ironic to hear these weasels whine about not being privy to the most confidential conversations between the president and his advisors when they are the first ones to scream about their sacred right to protect the identity of their sources? It’s like Chuck Schumer demanding to know everything about the inner workings of the president’s office. I’ll make a deal with you, Chuckie. You deliver to us all the e-mails and other written communications regarding the decision by two former staffers of the Democrat Senatorial Campaign Committee, which you chair, to try to dig up dirt on Lt. Gov. Michael Steele prior to his run for Senate. We’re especially interested in your minions using Mr. Steele’s Social Security number to get his credit history. After we get those records, we’re going to need you and all your staff members up here, in public in a televised hearing and under oath—you know, like in a courtroom, to answer a few questions. We’re not saying you did anything wrong, Senator, but that’s the only way to get to the truth, isn’t it? And given the fact that there are federal statutes that make it a crime to acquire this personal information without written authorization, I’m sure you’d want the opportunity to not only respond to questions, but to do so in front of tv cameras so the American people can see that you have nothing to hide. I know that you feel this way because you are one of the sponsors of the Schumer-Nelson ID Theft Prevention Bill, introduced in April 2005. Remember how upset you were with that Choicepoint CEO? So we know you want the truth to get out. And after we get to the bottom of the apparent violation of federal law by two staffers working for you to elect democrats, perhaps we can talk more about you and your friends conducting important investigations about the president’s right to do what he has every right to do whenever he wants.

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Her homage to Jackie Kennedy? Or perhaps Michael Caine

in “Dresssed to Kill?”

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I’ll have more to say about this Scooter Libby verdict in the days ahead, but having just watched one of the jurors on MS-NBC, Denis Collins, it’s clear that they bought into the MSM theory that this trial had something to do with the way in which the evil Bush administration “lying us into war.” Tune into the show tonight for more commentary and juicy soundbites. Suffice it to now that this whole spectacle has been a disgrace from the git-go. It never had anything to do with the liberals’ fantasy of some effort to discredit Joe Wilson or the supposed “covert” status of his wife Valerie Plame. That’s like saying someone trying to damage Paris Hilton’s reputation. Joe Wilson is a preening, prevaricating pantload whose many lies (VP Cheney sent me to Niger, I debunked the British claims that Saddam was attempting to get yellowcake from Niger, the Bush administration say my report, the documents were forgeries) are well-documented.
Brace yourselves, kids: the Old Media will be celebrating this verdict BIG TIME and while they do, they will continue to lie about what this verdict is about.
One more thing: note to democrats—the president doesn’t need any advice from you about how to exercise his executive powers, either in granting pardons or conducting the war, so PULEEZE put a sock in it.

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Watching the 20th century media, I’ve often wondered, are they ideologically driven or just lazy? Are they liberals because they are ignorant or are they ignorant because they are liberal? The fact that ignorance is the mother’s milk of liberalism makes it hard to tell.

I had that thought again watching a reporter named Lauren Jiggetts on Chicago’s NBC5, the local NBC outlet on Saturday, March 3, 2007. She was reporting on an AFSME rally in support of the Orwellian-named “Employee Free Choice Act,” the payoff that union thugs are demanding from democrats in exchange for the big bucks they shelled out last fall to help dems win back the Congress. All the crypto-socialists who represent our state were there. Dick “Eddie Haskell” Durbin was there, fresh from being declared the most liberal member of the Senate. Sen. Durbin is fond of characterizing his political opponents as “out of the mainstream.” I guess that’s true, if you, like our senior senator are arguably to the right of Fidel Castro. Rep. Jan Schakowsky was there, too. You’d think that now that her old man is out of the slammer she’d want to spend Saturdays at home, but there you have it.

Back to Ms. Jiggett and her useless report. After describing the hysteria that greeted He Who Walks on Water, Barack Hussein Obama, she said the following:

“The presidential hopeful was out supporting the Employee Free Choice Act. With a majority, employees could start a union even against company wishes.”

Say what? Ms. Jiggetts is apparently under the impression that under current law employees can’t start a union against company wishes, which means she doesn’t have the slightest clue what she’s talking about. If a majority of employees want a union, they can get one under current law, but the union has to be voted on in a secret ballot election. The Employee Choice Act changes current law by eliminating the requirement of a secret ballot. Here’s what she should have said “With the elimination of the secret ballot and having recorded the car license numbers of every employee, union thugs could intimidate 51% of workers to force them to accept a union.”

And they wonder why viewers are deserting them? As usual, the suits don’t get it. Executives at NBC are wringing their hands over the declining ratings, while the pinheads that run major newspapers scratch their heads and try to figure out why fewer and fewer people buy their rags. It’s not complicated, guys. The explosion of new media has turned traditional outlets into the information equivalent of government-run medical facilities; that is, if you’ve got a choice, you go somewhere else. As long as you keep trying to sell us propaganda and misinformation masquerading as “news,” you’re going to keep hemorrhaging viewers.

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It’s official: twenty-five years after the beginning of the so-called self-esteem (read self-congratulation for no reason) movement, we’ve produced a generation of spoiled, self-absorbed, materialistic brats.

“All the effort to boost children’s self-esteem may have backfired and produced a generation of college students who are more narcissistic than their Generation X predecessors, according to a new study led by a San Diego State University psychologist.

And the internet, with all its MySpace.com and YouTube braggadocio, is letting that self-regard blossom even more, said the analysis, titled “Egos Inflating Over Time.”

In the study, released this week, researchers warn that a rising ego rush could bring personal and social problems for the Millennial Generation, also called Generation Y. People with an inflated sense of self tend to have less interest in emotionally intimate bonds and can lash out when rejected or insulted.”

In addition, as it turns out, they know that they are so fabulous that they whole world needs to see them, hear them and experience their fabulousness in all its glory, and thanks to YouTube and similar sites, they can. Consider this ABC News story, “Fame Could Be a Few Clicks Away, but Is the Cost Too High?:

“To become famous, you used to have to shoot for the stars — but not anymore. Now all you need to shoot are a couple of naughty photos or a random act of violence, post them on the Internet, and 80,000 hits later, you’ve got… fame.”

Stop the presses. There’s a real news bulletin. Had I forgotten the near-solipsicm of many young people from their constant bleating “But I wasn’t born yet!” when confronted with their ignorance about even recent history, American Idol bad girl, the pride of Point Pleasant, New Jersey, Antonella Barba would be just the reality check I needed to remind me. One of her friends described her as “the least slutty person I know.” We thought that was a ringing endorsement, until we found out that her other friends were Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan. Not really, but is she kidding? Isn’t that like saying: Bill Clinton is the least dishonest guy I know,” as opposed to “Bill Clinton is incapable of lying. He is the most honest man I know?” Translation: all my friends dress like whores and pose for photos half-naked and sitting on the toilet. And that’s before anyone breaks out the booze. Antonella has standards!

And just a suggestion for the city fathers of Point Pleasant, NJ: if it is true, as one of your citizens said in AP story about your town that “”[a]t least half the people in this town have pictures of their friends on the toilet,” you may want to conduct some sort of public information campaign to convince them to dummy up about this fact. Otherwise, change the signs that greet visitors to Point Pleasant: “Welcome to Point Pleasant. We Pee Proudly and It Shows (to the entire planet).”

Then there’s the inevitable question in these situations: What about the parents, Vincenzo and Valerie Barba? When they look at the photos of their little darling cavorting in the pools at the WW II Memorial, or sitting on the can, the Baby Boomer arrested development cases, are no doubt bursting with pride.

When I see these photos, I have another feeling, something between the nausea that precedes projectile vomiting and the need to repress the impulse to find a 2 x 4 to use to whack her up side her empty head. A note to the vapid (tell the person who read this post to you to look it up for you in the dictionary)Miss Barba: if you want to shake your boobs and parade your nipples around to get attention, is it too much to ask for you to do so after a few too many tequila shots in Cancun on spring break? Must you use the World War II Memorial as the backdrop for your stroll down Tramp Street? Forget about the vaccine for HPV. Is there one for stupidity yet?

Your friend’s assessment notwithstanding, you look like a slut in these photos and you can’t sing. I know that some are suggesting that it was the former fact that saved your untalented rear end from the fate deserved for the latter. If that’s true, it’s a sad commentary that may explain your confused morals, but I don’t care. Your lack of respect for the veterans of World War II who made it possible for you to whore it up for cameras her in America is revolting. Please get off the stage. NOW.

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On Monday’s show, we told you about Bruce Crandall, the 74-year old former Vietnam helicopter pilot and his receipt of the Medal of Honor on Monday. There’s a terrific column on Opinionjournal.com today about Major Crandall. I quote in part:

Mr. Crandall, then a major, commanded a company with the 229th Assault Helicopter Battalion, carrying soldiers to a landing zone, called X-ray, in the la Drang Valley. An assault from the North Vietnamese army erupted, as described at the White House ceremony Monday. Three soldiers on Maj. Crandall’s helicopter were killed. He kept it on the ground while four wounded were taken aboard. Back at base, he asked for a volunteer to return with him to X-ray. Capt. Ed Freeman came forward. Through smoke and bullets, they flew in and out 14 times, spent 14 hours in the air and used three helicopters. They evacuated 70 wounded. The battalion survived.

Then there’s this:

In a less doubtful culture, Maj. Crandall’s magnificent medal would have been on every front page, if only a photograph. It was on no one’s front page Tuesday. The New York Times, the culture’s lodestar, had a photograph on its front page of President Bush addressing governors about an insurance plan. Maj. Crandall’s Medal of Honor was on page 15, in a round-up, three lines from the bottom. Other big-city dailies also ran it in their news summaries; some–the Washington Post, USA Today–ran full accounts inside.

A couple of things remain to be said about Bruce Crandall and the Liberal Death Star’s decision that his heroics belong on Page 15.

1. God Bless you, Bruce Crandall, and please accept my personal apologies for the fact that it took so long for you to receive your well-deserved award.
2. I’m sure that you don’t need me to say this, Mr. Crandall, nor do any of my readers, but when has that ever stopped me: No one is surprised that that Liberal Death Star doesn’t consider your story worthy of the front page above the fold. Their editor-in-chief is the classic narcissistic, arrested development case who has given the baby boom generation a really bad name. As that great democrat/tank commander Michael Dukakis once said “A fish rots from the head.”
3. A whole truck load of these stinking, superannuated hippies, who dream nostalgically of their days running around smoking dope, wearing filthy tie-dyed shirts and waving Viet Cong flags isn’t worth one of the whiskers on your courageous face.
4. Speaking of those lefty fossils, I couldn’t help but notice that in this same week that you were belatedly acknowledged for your unbelievably brave service, something that you obviously never bragged about, the ultimate baby boomer spoiled brat was putting his petulance and vindictiveness on display in the Senate. John Francois Kerry hectored Sam Fox, nominated to serve as Ambassador to Belgium. Mr. Fox earned this public berating for the crime of opposing John Kerry in 2004 presidential election, and for expressing his preference by contributing to the Swift Boat Veterans for Truth. Sen. John Kerry, a man who returned home and immediately started slandereding his fellow Vietnam service people by claiming that they committed atrocities on a par with Genghis Khan (or do you say” Jenghis?”) had the audacity to suggest that he was the victim of “the politics of personal destruction.” Boo-freaking-hoo, Lurch.

This week we saw two contrasting character traits on display: real heroism in the quiet dignity of Mr. Crandall and the horrid peevishness of a poseur, bred of an unfortunate sense of entitlement and a delusional belief in his own superiority to everyone else.

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