From The Telegraph:
Hosni Mubarak used the 18 days it took for protesters to topple him to shift his vast wealth into untraceable accounts overseas, Western intelligence sources have said.
Well, kids, if you’ll remember, I was hanging around the house trying to get away from all the hoopla over the 100th anniversary of Saint Ronald Reagan’s birth without much success (here, here, and here). I decided to head out to the supermarket. I thought that some grocery shopping might take my mind off things. However, as I was driving, I passed this billboard.
😯 Oh, geez, I almost drove off the road.
We’ll have to take a little break in the continuing coverage of St. Ronnie Reagan for a different saint. I didn’t have time to photoshop anything today, but I did make a pic for Seneca Doane over at the Big Orange, so we’ll use that over here tonight. My apologies.
From Hot Dish Politics at the Minneapolis Star Tribune:
Rep. Michele Bachmann might have arrived a half-hour late for the first nationwide Tea Party Town Hall, but she got there in plenty of time to raise the alarm – Paul Revere style – about the imminent threat of a faraway government with designs on its citizens’ freedoms and liberties.
Oh, kids, I don’t know what to do! Ronald Reagan continues to haunt me! Maybe I should see if there’s something on TV that will distract me.
😯 I’m changing the channel!
We left off yesterday with my visit to Dunkin’ Donuts, where the Ronald Reagan omnipresence was
nausea inducing apparent. I fled the donut shop and the horror to do some errands. The first thing on my list was buying some paint.
All this nonsense about how this would have been Ronald Reagan’s 100th birthday is really getting to me. No matter where you turn, there’s Nancy or the Rethuglicans pushing the St. Ronnie myth. As if it’s not bad enough that everything is being named after St. Ronnie, but they’re putting statues of him all over the place. Is it any wonder I’m upset? It all started this morning when I woke up in a cold sweat after having this nightmare…