Golly, how does the richest nation in the world come within spitting distance of a depression almost overnight? This revealing article that appeared in BussinessWeek just as Henry Paulson took the reigns as SecTrej should shed some light. A few choice blurbs:

“Think of Paulson as Mr. Risk. He’s one of the key architects of a more daring Wall Street, where securities firms are taking greater and greater chances in their pursuit of profits. “

“Clearly, Paulson isn’t scared by debt and risk-taking (…) Facing intense competition from around the world, the only way the American economy can thrive is through risk-taking.”

And of course:

“Paulson is known as an exceedingly effective communicator. If he can translate Wall Street’s language of speculation into something the public and politicians understand, the President’s gamble in appointing him will pay off for everyone.”

“Give me every fucking penny you’ve got or planet earth dies!!” Is that effective enough communication for you?

There is a movement chugging through our great land like a mighty locomotive to cast Sarah Palin as the acolyte of a Martian cult of religious CHUDs, the same as was done to Barack Obama during the Reverend Wright-boating campaign, and I want in!

Rev up your Palin phobia with this micro-documentary about how the spiritual kin of She Who Would Be Veep act when they get all liquored up on the Lord. Then cool down on this hilarious sketch from SNL featuring Tina Fey in the role she was born to play.

UPDATE: Things are getting kookier. Palin’s wardrobe does not bode well for peace in our galaxy.

I’ve been selling a special bundle at my recent shows that has proven pretty popular, so I thought I’d give you virtual fans a bite of it. Click ye olde hypertext for the Weapon Brown Action Pack!

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How it took this long to come to my attention is a question for the Wise One, but I learned recently that someone drew a comic strip with me in it! Clicky!