It gets old after about the 20th rep, though, and then we just want our milk and graham crackers, followed by a nap, and then doing something really creative with Elmer’s glue and colored construction paper, teasing Shelley the whole time about how the glue looks like that booger that shot out her nose and onto her blouse earlier that day, out on the playground, when she laughed too hard after Tommy yelled, “Red Rover Red Rover, let Benito Mussolini—I mean Joe Biden—come over!”

Roommate 1 makes a shedload of money, is pals with the local Ultimate Fighting club, has dirt on the landlord and is the only one with his name on the lease. He sublets to the other two at half the rent each, but whenever the utility bills fall due, he’s either broke, nowhere to be seen, or says he’ll deal with it and then doesn’t, leaving Roommates 2 & 3 to pick up his share plus the reconnection charges.

Roommate 2 has a reasonable job, can therefore cope with the expense and puts up with the hassle because she’s too busy working to look for another apartment, but when she is home spends most of her energy berating Rommate 3 for not keeping the place neat and tidy enough.

Roommate 3 is a day labourer and usually ends up blowing his wages for a good week on catching up with the rent and bills for the previous month, then cadging $20 from Roommate 1 to keep himself afloat till his next shift.

Roommate 1 is never done bitching about these loans, and keeps threatening to demand sexual favours in return. This makes Roommate 2 jealous.

Where they don’t, or they don’t get on, then you see people labelling their milk and having stand-up rows over a piece of bread. Not so much because of the value of the thing, but because it’s theirs.

I don’t think you’ll find very many situations in real life where nonfamily members are sharing accomodation with explicit redistribution.

“Nothing less than the very idea of liberty and the rule of law are at stake in this election. We should not let Mr. Obama replace justice with empathy in our nation’s courtrooms.”

The poor guy is gonna strain his vocal cords if he’s not careful.

Calabresi is a co-founder of the Federalist Society. Quite a few Bush appointees have testified that, yes, they are members of this group, thank you for asking, but also that they don’t really know what the organization represents. Or they say it’s really just a kind of discussion group. About law and the Constitution. And stuff.

OK, right, so I go to the Federalist Society website, and I read their “About” page. Which I suppose some of these Bush appointees never bothered to check before (or, for that matter, after) joining the society. Even though one would think that they, as esteemed and ambitious professionals in the judicial branch of government, would tend to jealously guard their sterling reputations from any possible guilt-by-association smear, and thus carefully vet any organization that would have them as a member.

The Federalist Society “About” page starts off like this:

“OUR PURPOSE: Law schools and the legal profession are currently strongly dominated by a form of orthodox liberal ideology which advocates a centralized and uniform society. While some members of the academic community have dissented from these views, by and large they are taught simultaneously with (and indeed as if they were) the law.”

“… and indeed as if they were ….” Yes, it really says that. Go look.

These people are gonna strain their vocal cords if they aren’t careful.

I also note that neither Keith nor Western Dave were able to discuss any of the points I raised at the links above.

For instance, why was an “honest conversation” from Obama so full of lies? I’m going to guess that 90% of those who heard what he said didn’t realize how misleading he was being. No doubt his statements on other topics are full of lies, since those aren’t the only lies I’ve caught him in. For instance, he’s repeatedly lied about Census Bureau and other statistics.

Change you can believe in, just as long as you’re easily fooled.

Ah, unintended irony. The spice of life.

No way. The imagination on you! Haven’t you heard? He has an alibi. He was somewhere else that night, cheating on John Wilkes Booth with another man. There’s a sworn deposition.

Ah, now where onto the heart of the matter! This is about Michelle Obama and the African News Agency thing, right? Or is it Obama’s imaginary girlfriend? Or is there some new Right Wing fantasy involving Obama being in the theater the night Lincoln was shot? Between this and the Marxist/Muslim nonsense, I can’t keep track of which idiotic conspiracy theory you’re spinning, ONDA.

Wait—socialism is where the poor, the sick, and the foreclosed quit their jobs and take their taxpayer money and head to Surf-n-Slide and the Dollar Store?

That is so cool. I wish I lived in socialism.