There are times the bullcrap is so thick it threatens to go neutron-star on us. And speaking of massive objects that some day must collapse upon themselves I give you the latest in moron talk with Karl Rove:

"Even if you never met him, you know this guy. He’s the guy at the country club with the beautiful date, holding a martini and a cigarette that stands against the wall and makes snide comments about everyone who passes by."

Pretty bold words from the guy whose patron’s middle name is derived from the latter’s grandfather who started the "Walker Cup" one of the better known golfing events.

Besides, isn’t Karl Rove the guy who would blackball guys like Barack Obama from joining his club to begin with?

Meanwhile, Karl Rove thinks that Tiger Woods is attending a Farrakhan rally.



In 1949, I decided to wrestle professionally, starting my career in Texas. In my debut, I defeated Abe Kashey, with former World Heavyweight boxing Champion Jack Dempsey as the referee. In 1950, I captured the NWA Junior Heavyweight title. In 1953, I won the Chicago version of the NWA United States Championship. I became one of the most well-known stars in wrestling during the golden age of television, thanks to my exposure on the Dumont Network, where I wowed audiences with my technical prowess. I was rumored to be one of the highest paid wrestlers during the 1950s, reportedly earning a hundred thousand dollars a year. My specialty was "the Sleeper Hold" and the founding of modern, secular, Turkey.

Oops, sorry, that's the biography of Verne Gagne with a touch of Mustafa Kemal.

I'm just an average moron who in reality is a practicing civil rights and employment attorney in fly-over country .