Not even “Yakkity Sax” helps…

“I’m not going to wait in line.”

I think Meade and Ann share a powerful sense of entitlement and a disdain for anyone below their “class”. If that’s not the basis for a lifelong relationship, well, that would probably be a good thing…

Well Ok, maybe just a little.

Is Cheetobeard the commenter she married?

(2:30) “I need some sort of press credentials to let you in.”
“Press cr—… credential…”
“Yes.”
“I’m with the Althouse blog.”
“Understood. I need a press credential. I can’t let anybody in without a press pass.”
(long silence)
“Huh. Okay. Where did, where did, ahh, say, NBC, get their press pass.”
(crosstalk) “I don’t know that the—”
“They’re like, plastic ones, from a—”
(cut)
“We have special ID passes here, but if you don’t have that, you must have some sort of press ID?”
“Right, right…”
“No?”
“Well — you know — it’s New Media, so, uh, … So, uhhh…”

I enjoyed the part with the blurry close-ups of people’s coats.

A perfect example of right wingers sense of entitlement and inability to see anything but being given special treatment as an attack.

Her husband’s name is Meade?

You can’t make this stuff up.

I can’t wait until they have children named Hot Mulled and Sangria.

Thanks, I’m here all week, be sure and try the veal and remember to tip your box.

Did anyone elses gaydar hit 10 while listening to The Meade Man?

Boy, are those cops in trouble. They don’t know who they’re dealing with here. Meade is NEW MEDIA!!!! He don’t need no steenkin’ plastic press pass like NBC.

At the end when Meade says “thanks…” does the guard say “thanks for leaving’?

And to think of all the poor saps that wasted time and money at J- school.

Yeah, that’s a great post, but come on! The Palin spawn has a book contract. I’ll hang up and wait for my answer.

The officer’s response to hearing that “it’s new media” is a classic example of the patronizing uh-huh. Beautiful.

Speaking of union-busting pieces of shit, we are getting one step closer to the libertarian dystopia – amateur cops arresting real people.

What could possibly go wrong?

By the way, this Althouse post, which descibes the loving affection showered on Scott Walker by Republicans listening to his speech ends thusly:

Meade says he joined the standing ovation at this point, and that Scott Walker looked at him and gave him: 1. a smile, 2. a nod, and 3. a wink. Meade was quite pleased about that!

At the time, Meade was wearing a note that Ann pinned to his jacket which said, “This is Meade. He’s my own very special right-wing stooge. Please give him a cookie.”

Or, “Please look after this Meade. Thank you.”

Beautiful. But I’m confused. Meade? I thought she preferred wine — it’s a quicker high, after all.

Please tell me they don’t have kids. It’s sad enough that Malkin had to go clone herself, but the Althouse offspring surely would stand no chance at all…

“…Scott Walker looked at him and gave him: 1. a smile, 2. a nod, and 3. a wink. Meade was quite pleased about that!”

Did a thrill run up his leg? Was there a “wide stance” involved? Does he now practice autographing “Meade Walker” over and over on his Pee-Chee folder?

however I am quite taken with Meade’s shaky-cam technique which may very well land him a job with Lars von Trier if he ever decides to do a remake The Blair Witch Project.

Now, now, Mr. Bogg. My take is that Meade is simply trying to portray the world as Ann views it. A blurred, incoherent, stumbling mess of denied entitlement. I believe the technique was actually pioneered in the 70′s by noted filmographer and social commentarian Foster Brooks.

All well and good, but inquiring minds want to know: were starbursts involved in any way? I hear some of the wingnuts get them just from the wink alone.

So I’m the first to ask:

He posted this voluntarily? He doesn’t grasp how much it makes him look, to the world, like an utter and hilarious asshole?

I know: they’re all like that. None of them, starting with his Mrs., have the capacity to understand what they are. I “get” that. But still.

Also, Yakkity Sax would be nice, but also try the theme to Jaws as his omnivorous-for-truth camera cruises the area…

My thought process went something like this:

1) They’re married [????!!!]
2) This probably means they’re having sex
3) Ewwwwww!!!!

What a major asshole. Those two deserve one another.

I like his response when the officer told him to wait in line behind all the people who had been there a long time. “I don’t care about them!”

I thought the same thing – WTF is the audience for this – are there people who don’t watch this and think he’s a useless douche? Really? And they have internet connections?!?!?

Took the words right out of my mouth, much as Meade would like to do to Scott, I imagine.

It’s like another Jackass sequel, but without the self-awareness.

anyone notice he needs instructions on how to open the door?

They might have taken pity and let him enter if he’d said “I bang the Althouse blog.”

I fully intend to refer to him as Chauncey because he’s a gardener.

Geddy, Alex and I conferred and we all agree he’s a douche’baqquette. Dude’s too stoopid to print his own ID and get a press pass.

Meade’s dialogue with the cops reminds me of mine with authority figures — when I was about 13 years old. He does sound stoned.

He posted this voluntarily? He doesn’t grasp how much it makes him look, to the world, like an utter and hilarious asshole?

This is a variation of the same question I ask every time Althouse posts a photo of herself. Why would anyone want the world to see what a bloated drinking sow she is?

Wow. http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/05/fashion/05althouse.html

Intellectually smitten, Mr. Meade read Ms. Althouse’s blog daily, becoming a regular commenter. “He would write jokingly as if he was in love with me,” Ms. Althouse said. “You couldn’t tell if he was fooling around or not, but it warms your heart.”

Mr. Meade even followed a blog kept by Ms. Althouse’s ex-husband, Richard Cohen, a writer in Austin, Tex. Once, about three years ago, when Ms. Althouse and her ex had a blog-spat, Mr. Meade, whose marriage was then unraveling, commented on Mr. Cohen’s behalf.

Over the years, Mr. Meade developed a blog-crush on Ms. Althouse. His wry, eloquent commenter persona became even more flirtatious.

Oh look, some widdle guardian angel came to the rescue:
http://www.theawl.com/2011/03/who-were-those-folks-at-the-madison-budget-address-ann-althouses-husband-for-one

Scott Walker’s budget address to the Wisconsin legislature on Tuesday was a circus—except inside the assembly chamber, where the governor enjoyed a resoundingly warm reception. This reception was suspiciously affectionate: on Wednesday, we looked at the makeup of the west gallery audience, where attendees—every one of them—stood and cheered most loudly during the address.

What kind of special access was granted to the assembly chamber that day? How did everyone get in? Let’s look at Larry Meade, blogger and also spouse of Ann Althouse [ ... ]

A video was posted on Althouse’s blog: “Meade got into the Capitol for the governor’s speech, and, afterward, shot this video.” It has footage of the address from the east gallery. An earlier post featured photos from Meade in the gallery.

Meade did not have press credentials. When I asked Althouse about how he got in, she told me, “Legislators had tickets to give out, and he was given one. With a ticket, you got in for the speech.” [ ... ] So: two prominent local cheerleaders of Governor Scott Walker had access to the address, without going through their Representative (who was, interestingly, provided with no tickets, in any event), while thousands of Wisconsin citizens remained locked outside.

Golf clap for you, UVP!
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Does anyone remember the phrase ‘gag me with a spoon’?

And was that the 70s or the 80s?

Time flies like the wind, etc.
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