Ok, I was watching the debate last night and covering it on my twitter feed, curious to see what $5000 of makeup looks like, and curious as ever to determine if McCain’s suit’s shoulder pads, once and for all, are or are not larger than those of Antonio Pierce.  But watching it, I started to get insanely dizzy just looking at him.

WTF was with all that blinking?!!

Check out the video.  It’s just a sample, we could have taken almost any footage.  I mean, it was manic.  Was McCain:

  • lying, full of shit, as my deposition taking attorney better half suggested?
  • neurologically impaired due either to age, cancer, prescription drugs or something else?  (How about finally bailing out those medical records for all to see, Senator?  I mean, wtf?)
  • trying to contain his famously seething rage, but it comes out in his eyes?
  • flirting with Jim Lehrer?

I don’t know what the hell it was about, but it made it really, really hard for me to look at him.  He was going way too fast to count. 

Does he do this all the time?

Why do you think he blinks like he has butterfly wings for eyelids? 

Watch the video!



Pachacutec did not, as is commonly believed, die in 1471. To escape the tragic sight of his successors screwing up the Inca Empire he’d built, he fled east into the Amazon rain forest, where he began chewing lots of funky roots to get higher than Hunter Thompson ever dared. Oddly, these roots gave him not only a killer buzz, but also prolonged his life beyond what any other mortal has known, excluding Novakula. Whatever his doubts of the utility of living long enough to see old friends pop up in museums as mummies, or witness the bizarrely compelling spectacle of Katherine Harris, he’s learned a thing or two along the way. For one thing, he’s learned the importance of not letting morons run a country, having watched the Inca Empire suffer many civil wars requiring the eventual ruler to gain support from the priests and the national military. He now works during fleeting sober moments to build a vibrant progressive movement sufficiently strong and sustainable to drive a pointed stake through the heart of American “conservatism” forever. He enjoys a gay marriage, classic jazz and roots for the New York Mets.