Savage Lives Up To His (Fake) Name

Right-wing radio host Michael Weiner takes a page out of John Gibson's book and tries a little black comedy on for size:

No gloating today, no laughter, all serious. You don't joke about a man's cancer. I do it, but I won't do it today; it's something I will not do.

You know I'm playing the Dead Kennedys not to mock Ted Kennedy. It's just appropriate, that's all.

Though calling that "comedy" is a bit merciful on my part.

I'm confused. Aren't Democrats "The Party of Death"?

The Perfect Storm

Most of the time I believe in free will. Occasionally, however, I wonder if my support for Barack Obama's candidacy wasn't predetermined.

Consider the following:

The Decemberists at the Obama rally in Portland:



"July, July" on my blog here.

Decemberists' guitarist Chris Funk appears on The Colbert Report to take on Stephen in the "Countdown to Guitarmaggedon" here and here.

Obama's appearance via satellite on The Colbert Report at the taping I attended here.

I know this is no cosmic coincidence; I'm hardly the only person in the U.S. to harbor such preferences. But it doesn't feel like a choice either. Barack is just piling it on now.

To paraphrase Rob Gordon from High Fidelity, "Do I like Obama because I listen to indie rock...or do I listen to indie rock because I like Obama?"