Every now and again, you come across an idea or expression on another blog (or web-site) so unbelievably brilliant you wish you had thunk it up yourself. Well, Glenn (Reynolds) came up with one the other day which would do much to rehabilitate the president’s “post-partisan” image, you know the one he had cooked up in his successful 2008 bid for the White House.

In reporting the other day that Rush Limbaugh was in the hospital with chest pains in Hawaii (where the prez is also vacationing), the blogger known as Instapundit opined, “If I were Obama’s press guy, I’d set up a hospital visit.”

Just think this for a minute.  The liberal president goes to visit the conservative talk show host, one of his harshest critics, wishing him a speedy recovery so they can continue their spirited debate.  Imagine how that would play across the country.  It would show that Barack Obama is really making an effort to live up to his campaign rhetoric of transcending partisan differences.

OPPORTUNITY LOST:   “LIMBAUGH RELEASED FROM HOSPITAL.”  Tests OK.

Okay, how about inviting the talk show host for a game of golf, considering both men love the game?

Shadow and Marley are hitting the bottle already…

Saxby could care less….

The Pooches wish everyone a Happy New Year!

-Bruce (GayPatriot)

I’m spending the day with PatriotPartner, PatriotMom and the PatriotPooches.  So I don’t expect to blog more today — but you never know.

In any case, HAPPY NEW YEAR y’all.  And for your reading pleasure today, I highly recommend this amazing piece by Jules Crittenden about the turn of the Century and the last decade that we were tortured with.

Up on the ancient mound of Armageddon, we could see Nazareth to the east, Mount Tabor, and the pass down to the Mediterranean. We were surrounded by, in fact atop the scene of many ancient and terrible battles. It wasn’t for nothing John of Patmos in his cave settled on Armageddon as the place where the world would end. It had been doing that on a regular basis there for centuries.

The sky was afire, blood red and terrible overhead. It looked great, very apocalyptic. But Garo needed someone to shoot amid the ancient wreckage of 16 cities, and I needed someone to quote. I caught a flash of black in the corner of my eye, a caped figure bounding across the old fallen stones at some distance.

“Look, it’s the Angel of Death,” I said. “Let’s go get him.” 

By the time we ran him down in among some rocks, he had taken the form of a long-haired, heavily tattooed, Bible-quoting car park attendant from Albuquerque. I asked if he was here waiting for the End Times, for the Great Final Battle between Good and Evil. He gave me a look like I didn’t get it, and said, “That’s been going on for some time. It’s going on all around us. You just can’t see it.”

That is a great excerpt of Jules’ reflection.  But there is so much more.  Please read the whole thing.

Exit question for today:  What is your traditional New Year’s meal?

-Bruce (GayPatriot)