
John Galt:
I swear, by my life and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.
McMegan & McSuederman:
In the place of sandbags, couldn’t they have used stacks of that unsold book by Freedom Fonzie & the Boy Hipster?




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You don’t understand…THEY have to supply the sand (or Himalayan Sea Salt…no, that will dissolve…) to fill the bags. And, the bags are only provided to secure their own tiny plot of Galtonia. McMMcS brought those bags into existence by sheer force of will, the (any) government agency involved being simply an expediting projection of the demands of the free market.
QED
Perhaps McMegan should refrain from writing/twittering while waiting in line, it really brings out her stupid, whether she’s waiting for her iPhone fix or for free sandbags. She has similar problems at home on her laptop, in her office, at starbucks, etc..
You know, maybe the writing/twittering thing just isn’t her bag.
Megan may be taking the taxpayer-provided sandbags, but I’m sure she agrees with Ron Paul that FEMA should be abolished, and that we should all just depend on the kindness of strangers to help out when the entire eastern seaboard is ravaged by a massive storm. Like they did in 1900.
Worked out just fine in Galveston.
Sand? I called The Government last week, told them I’m a hedge fund manager and every morning there’re fresh bags o’ gold on the porch.
When people find out what kind of government swag Megan is using for tampons I hope they keep it to themselves.
Doesn’t Home Depot sell bags, and sand too?
WTF about The LOOTER-’N-THIEF?!
I’m surprised that she didn’t expect to get her sandbags at Tiffany’s…..delivered.
The next “home cooking” video should be fun since McMeg thought she was in the gov’t cheese line….
OK, I gotta say it.
You’ve been getting front-paged a lot of late. My tin-foil hat thinks you owe PonchoLefty a bottle of scotch or something.
Goddamn, that’s funny.
I live now in western Mass, but consider myself a New Yorker, after living there for over 45 years, I raised a family in the “joke” of an “outer borough” known as “Staten Island”. (Only in NYC could the home of 600,000 be considered “small”), BUT, as Vonnegut said, “So it goes.”
What the people of NYC showed me 1968/2005 was that ANYTHING was survivable The deaths of MLK and RFK in ’68, terrorist attacks in ’93 and ’01. The blackouts of ’77 or ’03. The Son of Sam!
New Yorkers Survive.
They are the REAL AMERICANS
I take you to a classic WW II movie, designed, BTW, as a “B” film starring Ron Reagan and Ann Sheridan, which got an “upgrade”
As Claude Rains, Conrad Veidt( a man who should be memorialized for his WW II service, he donated 1/2 of his Hollywood paychecks to children left homeless in London because of the Blitz.) and Humphrey Bogart discussed the Nazi domination of the world,
“There are certain parts of Brooklyn I suggest you do not enter.”
Each of the five boroughs thinks they are tougher than the other four.
Let them work it out.
Slightly off topic, but would it be terribly rude to gloat over the fact that, as bad as some people were hit, the DFHs, Godless liberals, and weak-ass Unitarian-type Christians of the North East did a much better job of fending off a natural disaster (hurricane) than the profoundly righteous super evangelicals under the leadership of Rick Perry did in addressing their twin disasters (drought and wild fires) in Texas? Personal, heartfelt good vibes trump choreographed public piety again.
Hate to burst your bubble, but by Texas standards you got a little rain. We’ve been praying for one of those little cat 1′s to just get some relief.
Guns, that comment is a thread winner.
Riddle me this, wingnutters: You’ve got Bachmann and others now saying that “God” is trying to “tell us something” with recent events such as the East Coast earthquake and the Hurricane Irene.
Creator of the Universe. Imnipotent Being, He.
But here is is again, sending some vague, mysterious message through entirely predictable events like weather and seismic events.
A hurricane on the East Coast of the USA?!?!
There was a minor earthquake along the Eastern Seaboard?!?!?!
Is the good lord just phoning it in? He’s not even bothering to play his greatest hits.
Really wingnuts, where’s the big fucking light show? Why can’t we get some fucking magic.
You Sky Daddy’s powers appears to be limited.
Ahhh, but unlike the libertarian innovators of this fine tome, you did not think this through, Mr. Bogg. Soggy books would eventually give way…unless…you wrap them in hundreds…nay thousands… of the black leather jackets that lay dormant in Galtian wardrobes. To the closets, Galtians!
What’s next for McArdle? Government cheese? Why let the lucky poor have all the freebies.
Maybe she was bring ironic. She is a professional writer, you know, from a family of academics, and so irony and self-mockery would be well-known to her.
Nah.
This is kind of how Ayn Rand talked herself into taking Social Security, isn’t it? “Oh, well, I’m totally a principled independent libertarian but as long as you’re handing stuff out then gimme gimme gimme.” Man, what a wondrous ideology, where you can be considered principled without ever having to actually stand up for any principles!
Nice shout-out to Conrad Veidt, who as you rightly point out was an ardent anti-Nazi. It’s really too bad that he’s mostly remembered as Major Strasser, the greatest Nazi movie villain of all time. TCM did a nice tribute to him just last week, showing The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari and various other films he starred in.
btw — Helmut Dantine, who played the young Bulgarian husband in Casablanca, had been an anti-Nazi youth leader in Austria and had to flee after the Anschluss. He and S.Z. Sakall both lost their families to Nazi death camps.
sorry — I forgot to click the Reply link. I was replying to Glackin @12.
Yeah… we have seen this movie before.
Calling Georgia Galts but it is always when the other guy is suffering – not Mcmegan and her ilk.
Outstanding!
McMegan just had a little bit of a twitter meltdown:
http://twitter.com/#!/jfparr3/status/108335960797876224
She claimed she couldn’t buy sandbags in the DC area. She obviously hasn’t heard of Google or, what was it our grandparents called it, the “phonebook”?
And yeah, I’m back. I can’t quit you Tbogg.
If you’re trying to kick a serious snark addiction, read Cheney’s “memoir”….
Petro…wow, just…wow. Thanks for posting the link, I’ve been seeing the “Letter to FDL” snark and wondered what it was about. Of course, I missed the original because I was spending the week backpacking in the Sierra Nevada, so I was probably better off missing the original.
There is something seriously wrong with her. Check out her retort after being accused of hypocrisy:
I’m not great on twitter but near as I can tell, the pedophilia thing? From left field.
I did a recent blog post on an author named Martin Limon who writes about the seedy nightlife of American GI’s in Seoul during the 1970′s. Really good writer IMO, but he deals with some very dark material.
Of course, things like writers and books and cultural differences and history are beyond little McSuderman’s ken. And hence, I’m guessing, her claim that I’m a member of NAMBLA.
Funny thing is, I thought Glibertarians were all for that sort of thing.
Unfortunately McArdle’s twitter feed seems to have a problem and is not available at this time. It’s too bad; yesterday someone said or insinuated she was Randian and she tried to fight back by telling him she had never claimed to be an Objectivist. Nobody said she was but making up false claims to counteract genuine ones is one of her favorite methods of argumentation.
Someone who’s blog used to be called “Jane Galt” never claimed to be a “Randian” or “Objectivist”?
The feed’s working now.
Thanks–I double-checked and discovered my link was bad.
It’s true that McArdle never claims to be an Ayn Rand follower or fan. She goes out of her way to disassociate herself from the Rand cult, while clutching to her bosom and attempting to embody every Randian idea that managed to filter through the diatomaceous earth she calls a brain. She believes that superior people who succeeded through merit lead the nation, and are being dragged down by the inferior masses of the poor and the liberal ninnies.