An American makeover

Actually I was wrong. It's Rudy. Rudy. Rudy. Rudy!!!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ve_1DvNy5Vs&feature=related

It might be newts next wife. I heard the current model caught a cold.

Well she is getting old and brittle looking.

Yes. SHIT.

Taking the figurative meaning of “saccharin” a bit further, it is a non-nutritive substance now concluded to be a carcinogen when consumed in large quantities. I remember the days when I was a student lab assistant feeding saccharin to albino rats in some experiment on, I believe, what motivates an albino rat to run its little tread mill. This was a very long time ago. Indeed, saccharin, although non-nutritive, was a substance the little rat would run for. These days, artificial sweeteners, in addition to being sweet, also perform the function of masking the tastes of preservatives and other nonfood ingredients in foods. It works because American in general have a sweeter tooth than most peoples (Various Swiss chocolatiers, for instance, have learned to make a less sweet chocolate for the Chinese market, or the chocolates won’t sell).

I think America is engaged in an obesity food culture in the realm of politics. I don’t know when all that bad food business got started (you and others have those facts). Voters are fed foods filled with saccharin and other nonfood ingredients posing as foods. I think until there is a regulatory body charged with imposing a basic standard for what qualities as food, bad foods will continue to be sold and bought in the market place as fair transactions. But of course there will NEVER be an FDA in politics. That would turn the system into something a whole lot worse (you guys have the names for all those "worse"). This absence of basic standard is a high price for democracy with its cornerstone being the First Amendment. But as countless wise men have said, America's is still a superior system than any other. The present complaint is just that it is so very very fat. Fat enough to take up two seats for a ticket for one, sometimes even three or four. And there is nothing the displaced passenger can do, it seems.

Yes. Hollywood is even closer.

In any event, a small correction: That's not classical music. That's elevator music tweaked from generic non-rock-and roll. His campaign staff would not be so dumb as to pump in Pablo Casal playing Brahms.

Ashbird, my favorite line from Rosenkrantz And Guildenstern Are Dead goes: We drift through life grasping for straws, but what good's a brick to a drowning man?

Joe the Not Plumber doesn't care about Asian people!