SHOOTING FROM THE LIP

A new feature of Vermont U.S. Senator Patrick Leahy's Weblog is said to be gaining an audience. The feature, called "More From the Floor," provides an excellent public service.

It reminds us today, for instance: "The Senate convenes this morning to resume consideration of S.1805, the Gun Liability bill. While no roll call votes are scheduled to occur today, three amendments are presently pending to the bill: Senator Kennedy's S.Amdt.2619 about armor piercing bullets; Senator Frist's S.Amdt.2625 also about armor-piercing bullets; and Senator Campbell's S.Amdt.2623 about concealed carry." It even gives up-to-the-minute updates.

(To offer our own public service, here's a relevant commentary on that bill: "Down and Dirty in the Gun Debate.")

Not incidentally, "More From the Floor" has been lauded by the Congressional Management Foundation's newsletter for, among other things, its "clear and conversational language to make content accessible to a wide audience." And it has come in for praise from readers, such as students in a law class in Pittsburgh, Pa., who messaged: "There really is nothing like it on the Net."

As much as we'd like to agree with them, however, we beg to differ. When it comes to straight talk, is Leahy's blog any competition for the Washington-based blogger Wonkette? Not a chance. Here, for example, is Wonkette shooting from the lip in a Feb. 25 entry headlined "More on That Gay Thing":

UPDATE: Several readers have written in regarding the Federal No Ass-Fucking Amendment. First of all, to "Worried in Manhattan": Straight people can do it all they want. Your wife is wrong to use that excuse. And to "Stick-in-the-Mud in Seattle": You're right, the amendment will not literally prohibit the gays from getting in the rear; in a literal sense, it will just deny the benefits of marriage to the gays (some of whom practice the back-door love). But we suspect that what really makes the Bushies uncomfortable is ass-fucking. The idea of it, we mean.

Or this entry from Feb. 24, headlined "White House: Loves the Sinner, Finds the Idea of the Sin Icky":

Bush has just announced his support for a proposed constitutional amendment to define marriage as a union between a man and a woman. Wonkette has obtained a rough draft of the document:

Peenies are for sticking in hoo-has. Also, hoo-has may not touch other hoo-has. Unless we're talking about two hot chicks. Like Naomi Watts and someone else hot.

The Bush Administration: Preserving the integrity of the Constitution as our Founders intended.

As a further public service, we suggest that when the presidential debates are arranged later this year between the Republican and Democratic candidates -- and any other candidates who qualify for the race -- Wonkette be included on the panel of questioners. (Actually, required would be better.)

February 27, 2004 11:22 AM |

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'WILD SIDE' STILL ROCKS 

Nelson Algren was one of the great American authors of the 20th century, it is no exaggeration to say, and among the most neglected. Consider his underrated classic, "A Walk on the Wild Side." The title -- popularized and co-opted as an idiomatic phrase by Hollywood and Madison Avenue (institutions Algren loathed) -- is familiar to most anyone who speaks English or knows Lou Reed's lyrics. But the novel itself? Hardly.

BUSTER KEATON REVISITED 
Buster Keaton: Tempest in a Flat Hat is not a biography. "This book is merely a fan's notes," Edward McPherson writes in the introduction, although his publisher ignores the disclaimer and calls it a biography on the cover. In fact, the book is a bit of both, a difficult combination to bring off unless you're David Thomson, who set the standard with Rosebud, his penetrating rumination on the life and career of Orson Welles, which was nothing if not a distillation of every obsessive thought he ever had about the myth and the man and all his movies.
LAUREN BACALL, STILL SALTY AT 80 
When Lauren Bacall writes that her singing voice ranges "somewhere between B minus sharp and outer space," she's being candid and funny. It's not every stage star with two Tony Awards for best actress in a musical whose vocal talent offers so little promise. (OK, Harvey Fierstein excepted.) Still less would one admit it.
THE STARS ACCORDING TO BOGDANOVICH 
Peter Bogdanovich's superb collection of movie-star profiles and interviews -- a sequel to Who the Devil Made It, his interviews of top film directors -- begins with an affectionate tale about Orson Welles that reminds us just how intimate the author's connection to Hollywood's greatest has been. But contrary to what we've come to expect from dime-a-dozen celebrities and celebrity interviews not worth two cents, the tale avoids bromidic egotism and journalistic platitudes.
SAMMY'S WHITE DREAMS 
Four decades ago Lenny Bruce sentenced Sammy Davis Jr. to "30 years in Biloxi," stripping him of "his Jewish star" and "his religious statue of Elizabeth Taylor." Now we have two new biographies of Davis that spring him from ridicule, if not from doubts about his legacy, and restore a measure of dignity to a black entertainer whose huge fame and success never overcame his devout wish -- indeed his lifelong effort -- to be white.
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