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Friday, February 27, 2004

NEXT THING YOU'LL TELL ME IS THAT ROSIE O'DONNELL IS GAY 

I have a hard time remembering names, faces, and statuses (statusi ?) like whether a given celebrity is dead or alive (strangely enough, I'm great with telephone numbers). So you could knocked me over with a feather duster when I learned that not only is Dennis Kucinich still in the race for President, but some people are continuing to show up for his speeches! One of my favorite blawgger kids reports that Mr. Kucinich spoke with Harvard Law students on Wednesday:
Kucinich outlined his plan to create a cabinet-level Department of Peace ... . The Department of Peace, he explained, would infuse the principles of peace into every aspect of society. In school, children would be introduced to "peace-making" and "peace-sharing" programs starting in the early grades. In homes suffering from domestic violence, abusers would be treated with "open-hearted compassion," with a focus on dealing not just with the effects of but with the underlying causes of violence in our society. Internationally, the Department would work with the nations of the world to transform relationships, and, in the spirit of the original United Nations charter, end war for good.
I guess I've got to stop just reading the headlines.

TWISTED TITLE #13 

This week's demented children's book title is:
Ask Dr. Science About the Birds and Bees (shipped in a brown wrapper)
To see last week's title, click here.

Thursday, February 26, 2004

I'M LAUGHING ALREADY 

At this year's U.S. Comedy Arts Festival (scheduled to giggle along March 3-7 in Aspen, Colorado), a panel featuring "an ideologically balanced group of important players in the entertainment and political worlds" and moderated by NBC's Campbell Brown will explore comedy in politics at an "event" dubbed Who's Funnier - The Left or the Right? No word whether Independent Ralph Nader has yet launched a protest.

Understandably, Spitbull has been blackballed.

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

FULL PUNDIT EMPLOYMENT AMENDMENT 

It has caused, and will continue to cause, a whole lot of blog, but Bush's recently announced support for the Federal Marriage Amendment isn't likely to change many people's votes in this election. Even if it were to be passed (a long shot, many feel), there are few voters for whom this issue outtrumps the rest -- and I would guess that those few have always been likely to vote Democratic. Jane Galt of Asymmetrical Information, as usual, says it best:
[W]e've got some hard hitting economic issues, a war on terror, a reconstruction in Iraq, a budget deficit that would make the folks down at Shopaholics Anonymous blush, and a demographic crisis coming down the pike that's going to make all the rest of those issues look like a walk in the park. People are not going to decide who to vote for based on what they do, or do not believe, about the rights of a tiny percentage of the population to wed
It might be possible, I suppose, that Bush's stance could indirectly change votes. Emotional issues such as this get people to open up their wallets. And much of these donations could get funneled into political advertising (which, in theory, affects voters).

I'm figuring Spitbull could start running some BlogAds and come out ahead by, say, $4.12. Go FMA!

PROOF THAT WE'RE ALL A BUNCH OF OLD FARTS 

Nobody's blogging about the dinosaur barf!

Tuesday, February 24, 2004

HIGH ANXIETY 

The Blawgger kids have been worrying about their grades. Little Woody Allens that they are, the anxiety mercifully sometimes turns to comedy:
- Buffalo Wings and Vodka helpfully brainstorms possible responses to rude and unwelcome grade inquiries ("Come again? I am not from your country. Please pass the biscuits")

- Jeremy Blachman lists the Sneaking Into Registrar's Office And Giving Everyone Perfect Grades Editor as one of the myriad Law Review Leadership Positions currently up for election at his school.
I took the denial route when I was in law school. Although I was forced to pick up my grades one time for the law firm recruiting season, after that rude interruption I successfully pretended they didn't exist (law school is simply an intellectual exercise, no?) until graduation.

But it turns out Mr. Blachman's grade anxiety isn't so strong that it swamps his sense of priority:
So, basically, I really want to find out how I did, but I don't feel like finding out I don't know Constitutional Law very well, or at least I didn't show it on the exam, will do all that much to my self-esteem. A reader writing in to tell me my weblog sucks, however, will kill me.
Me too. Don't do it.

Monday, February 23, 2004

ONE RECALCITRANT BOOK 

Marginal Revolution's Tyler Cowen comments on the ten books university professors think undergraduates should read. Number three on the list (after the Bible and the Odyssey) is Plato's Republic. Sticking in my own 2 cents (what else are blogs for?): I have always been more taken with Plato's Timaeus than The Republic.

Everybody says The Timaeus is a hard book (some call it "obscure and repulsive"). It is a tough book, in part because it's short and about well, pretty much everything. As a result it's dense; "dense" in the sense that it's crowded with ideas, packed into conversations that need to be decoded like mathematical proofs. I read it a long time ago so my memory of its difficulty has faded, like my recollection of childbirth, leaving one line behind:
Matter is recalcitrant.
This is Plato's explanation for why, despite that fact that it is working from those oh so perfect blueprints the Platonic Forms, it was not possible for the Creator (or "Demiurge") to reproduce them faithfully when creating our sensible world.

I like the line and remember it because the principle stretches well to cover far less profound contemporary misses. Plus, it makes its point with only three words. It is elegant, again like a mathematical proof--or the Form of one.

Now I just need to figure out the original Greek of the line and find myself a tattoo parlor.

Sunday, February 22, 2004

HE'S TORTURING HIS LIVER, YOU SEE, INSTEAD OF BLOGGING 

Posts at Spitbull are often sparse on weekends. This weekend they are and will be even sparser than usual. The Warrior Monk is in Atlanta and in no state to blog, even if he had a computer with him, which he does not. I understand he's been eating oysters, washing them down with some kind of liquid, and fending off offers of "southern hospitality." His original plans have him returning to Minneapolis today, and he assured me that he packed his favorite anti-hangover remedy to give him a fighting chance of making the plane, but as yet we have no confirmation that he will live to blog another day.

We must all hope for the best.

Friday, February 20, 2004

SPEECH TURNS UNSERIOUS ... WEIRD, WHO COULD SHE BE TALKING ABOUT? 

Recently launched blog Wonkette morphs politics from a liver and onions meal into tiramisu (are my biases showing?). Well OK, it's a politics (and media) gossip site, but a spoonful of sugar helps the you-know-what go down, right?

Today, Wonkette blogs last night's National Press Foundation Annual Awards Dinner. Free sample:
7:00PM: There are a lot of old people here.
7:30PM.: Wolf Blitzer! Very short.
It's Friday folks. Go ahead and enjoy the whole thing.

TWISTED TITLE #12 

This week's demented children's book title is:
Look Both Ways Before Peeing in the Street
To see last week's title, click here.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

CARBALICIOUS! 

Michael of 2Blowhards extends his fascination with the low carb boom via a post yesterday on the diet's effect on the food industry. 11% of Americans currently say they're eating low-carb. Michael is one of them. But Jane Galt of Asymmetrical Information gave up after four days ("You know that things are getting desperate when you find yourself tempted to eat out of the dog's dish").

One of the beneficial secondary effects of all this carb-shunning is increased donations to food shelves by bakeries and grocery stores (food drive coordinator: "We load our clients up with three or four bags of bread ... We're trying our best to get rid of it"). But I noticed that one of my favorite restaurants/bakeries, the French Meadow Bakery (great music too!), claims not to have seen a huge dent in business: "If my sales are any indication, the people who are eating carbs are making up for the people who are not eating carbs." (Full disclosure: I'm one of those carb-eaters, sacrificing myself so you Atkins nuts can pig out.)

My cranky theory why the Atkins diet works: anything that gets food gluttons to say no to something (anything!) with calories in it will help them lose weight.

YES WE'RE A BOOZY CITY BUT FULL OF WARMTH AND GOODWILL, MIND YOU 

Doktor Frank and his band visit our fair city:
I think it may have been the drunkest audience we have ever tried to entertain (and I'm even including Oslo 2001 in that assessment.) People were falling down and remaining on the floor, smiling and continuing their conversations, clearly not having realized that they were no longer upright. It was one of those nights. Luckily, the Minneapolis drunk is not a belligerent drunk. Or they put their belligerence aside temporarily for the occasion. Either way, there was a lot of warmth and goodwill radiating from floor to stage. It sounds corny, but after a lifetime of being received more often than not with stony indifference, you really notice stuff like that. Your lower lip starts to tremble. You start slapping people on the back and saying stuff like "I love you, man." ("Woman." "Sorry, woman.") Life feels ever so slightly less unbearable.
We love you too, woman (sorry, man).

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

BUT WHY NOT ACCEPT MICROPAYMENTS? 

We're partial, here at Spitbull, to people who put their money where their mouths are (although you may notice that, by this reasoning, we aren't very partial to ourselves; Blogger is free, after all).

Polls and pundits may come and go but the Long Bets Foundation (formed in 2002 and bankrolled by Jeff Bezos of Amazon.com) forces folks to pay ($50) to publish their wild predictions. If challenged (challenge fee: at least $200), the "Prediction" graduates into a "Long Bet." All proceeds go to charity.

Not surprisingly one Bet is on whether a Democrat or Republic will be elected in 2004 (and then remains alive and in office until August 2005). The stakes: $1,000. Currently, 54% of the voting riff-raff (who don't need to pay to vote, but must register) think a Democrat will fulfill the criteria.

But my favorite prediction, unchallenged as of yet, is "The Long Bets Foundation will no longer exist in 2104." Again, 54% of the riff-raff agree.

YES, VIRGINIA, THERE ARE RADIO PROFESSIONALS IN MINNESOTA 

Chris Lydon says Minnesota Public Radio is "wildly interested, as I am, in the Internet extensions of media" and so may develop a national radio show about politics and blogging with Mr. Lydon as host (hat tip: Buzzmachine). In case it escaped your attention, members of the Northern Alliance of Blogs are wildly interested in the media extensions of blogging and have developed (read "thrown together over beers") a local (Eagan, MN) radio show that will air Saturdays from noon to 3 pm on AM 1280 The Patriot. First show is on March 6.

Ah Minnesota. The birthplace of the convergence of old and new media. Sends shivers down me spine.

Tuesday, February 17, 2004

NO I WON'T 

Sticking the phrase "if you will" in the middle of a sentence is just a pretentious way of saying "um ..."

I don't know why I'm feeling so anal and peevish today but I have backup this time: the phrase made LSSU's Banished Words List in 1984 and 1991. So there.

Monday, February 16, 2004

OMBUDSBLOG 

Not only is the New York Times ombudsman willing to dis his local baseball team, but he's now sticking his neck out even further ... all the way into the blogosphere (no commenting feature though)! (Hat tip: Oxblog).

Lou Gelfand where are you?

Saturday, February 14, 2004

FLUSH! 

The Internet is one big bathroom wall -- don't we all know that? Since almost the beginning folks have taken advantage of its anonymity to do naughty and annoying things, from spamming to defaming. But the anonymity is more like a two-bit mask than an invisibility cloak. It's not so hard to rip it off.

And sometimes it's kind of delicious when the mask slips.

The New York Times now (really! for the very first time I'm timely, thanks to That's News To Me) reports that a software glitch at Amazon.com's Canadian site temporarily unmasked its book reviewers, some of whom (surprise!) turned out to be authors praising their own books or panning their rivals'.

Yes, ain't it ironic that I'm also hiding behind a mask as I post this. OK, I admit it, I never banged on that damn pot, nor do I have any intention of making pepperoni hearts. Satisfied?

I HEART PIZZA 

Don't think that my blogging about Valentine's Day means I'm a big fan. Nope.

I have learned to greet the day with yawn. You see, I tend to choose as romantic partners guys who are, well, a little romance-deprived (I once received salad tongs as a V-Day gift). On top of this, some years ago I made the mistake of attempting to mark the day with dinner at a well regarded restaurant that suddenly chose to see how many couples it could stuff into the dining room at one time and how few waitrons and cooks it could mobilize to serve them.

Being a practical girl, I have responded to these slings and slights by devaluing Valentine's Day as much as possible (and vowing never to eat out when fat little winged kids are roaming around with bows and arrows). In fact, these days, I probably match my beloved in romantic sense. But of course I'm careful not to sniff and sneer and call Valentine's Day a "Hallmark Holiday" because there's always a possibility of flowers and I am, as I said before, practical.

This year, I'm "celebrating" the day in my trademark practical manner: beer and pizza at home with two other couples who also must need lessons in romance and impracticality.

It appears the best way to value, worship really, Valentine's Day is to move east, where it is often banned. In India, Hindu nationalists have threatened to shave young lovers' heads and beat them if they exchange Valentine's Day cards and gifts. The BBC reports that despite such threats,
celebrating Valentine's Day, named after the Christian patron saint of lovers, has become increasingly popular in both India and Pakistan.
And Al-Jazeera itself observes that Valentine's Day "has gained popularity among many young Muslims from Kuwait to Karachi."

I feel so ungrateful.

I know! I'll just cut the pepperoni into into little hearts. Now that's romantic!

UPDATE: The hints worked! I got roses. (At least someone is reading this blog).

Friday, February 13, 2004

TWISTED TITLE #11 

This week's demented children's book title is:
I Am Too a Policeman, and Of Course That's a Gun in My Pocket
To see last week's title, click here.

Thursday, February 12, 2004

TOWARDS A UNIFIED THEORY OF NOW 

Yesterday, Hugh Hewitt asked the Northern Alliance blogs what relevance Kerry's 1971 testimony is to the presidential election of 2004 (don't look at us funny, he hasn't kicked us out yet, we're not even on probation). My answer: very little. Two reasons:
1. I live in a glass house. I long ago burnt my own diary from that time period (it was appalling! embarrassing! I think it even had smily faces instead of dots over some of the "i"'s). Lileks makes this same point, but in a slightly more mature manner:
I held contrary positions when I was Young and Idealistic, and thought that those were attributes that lent some sort of moral weight to what I thought. (Hah!)
You really should read his pithy rendition of said youthful positions if you haven't already--it's trademark Lileks.

2. The election is being held in 2004. As the Fraters' Atomizer huffs,
I don’t give a damn what the man said 30 years ago. I also don’t give a damn what President Bush did or said 30 years ago. I care about what he is doing now. This non-stop back and forth business of “He did this” answered by “Oh yeah? Well HE said THIS” is freaking beginning to wear me down.
It's strange to me that the 70's loom so large for both political parties. The Democrats are trying to weave ancient tidbits into a Unified Theory of Bush and the Republicans into a Unified Theory of Kerry. Doesn't everyone know that the swing voters are under 30?

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

THE $25 MILLION QUESTION 

US News reiterates the unanswered questions that inevitably flow from David Kay's recent "no WMD" conclusion:
If Saddam had destroyed his banned weapons or decided to give them up, why didn't he report it to the very agency that could have vindicated him? Why didn't he change his behavior toward the U.N. inspectors? Why, instead, did he prevent the U.N. inspectors from going where they wanted to go and seeing what they wanted to see? Why did his rhetoric continue to underscore his commitment to possessing WMD as part of his vision of Iraq as the dominant power in the region and in the Arab world?
Perhaps some insight into the answers can be drawn from this report of Saddam Hussein's current incarceration:
Hussein has repeatedly refused weapons and contraband inspections.

"Most of the prisoners I've dealt with see the daily checks as routine," the soldier said. "But Saddam likes to complain about how we need evidence of wrongdoing before we can cross the cell's threshold."

Occasionally, guards have been forced to threaten Hussein with sanctions to get him to comply with inspections.

"Every couple of days, he refuses to let us look under his bed," an unnamed soldier said. "There's never anything under there, but sometimes he likes to make a big deal out of refusing."
Or perhaps not.

WHERE EVERYONE'S GRAMMAR IS ABOVE AVERAGE 

Well, courtesy of Esquire Magazine (hat tip: Romenesko), I now know that the very first "ombudsmen" were Swedish government officials investigating complaints from citizens. So I guess it's fitting, given the Twin Cities' Scandinavian past, that our local paper has the longest lived (both in age: 81 and time served: 22 years) ombudsman in the country. Also, again fittingly, the one with the most boring and non controversial pet peeves: "adjectives and adverbs" (in stark contrast, The New York Times ombudsman takes peevish aim at the New York Yankees in his response to this question). Did Lou Gelfand have a shockingly maladroit Mad Libs experience as a child?

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

LETTER FROM IRAQ 

Spitbull has a distant relative who is a lieutenant stationed in Iraq. He wrote the family a letter in December and a copy of it finally made its way to us. The letter is long--7 typed pages--and we thought our readers might be interested in reading some excerpts (we've added the bold words to break it up a bit and try to highlight the topics). The letter is more day-in-the-life than some of the other correspondence we've seen posted on the web:
Food. The food is ok. It is basically chicken al la whatever every day or beef-something surprise. Imagine non English speaking third world civilians trying to read a cook book and cooking American food that they have no idea how it should taste. The ice cream is good though. I eat a lot of junk food because it is prepackaged stuff from the states. It tastes normal. Their favorite ingredient here is pepper. They pepper the heck out of everything here. Doesn't taste right? Add pepper. Out of sugar, salt, or other ingredients? Add pepper. Pepper, pepper, pepper.

Water. The water here that we consume is extremely high in minerals. I don't know why they fortify it so much. We have had a few guys pass kidney stones because of it. They loved it. I am pretty pumped up about the prospect of passing a boulder through my pee hole.

Weather. The temperature stays in the 60s most days now. It is now the rainy season. It is also dust season all year long. It (sic) the winter months they have a lot of dust storms; more so than in the summer. The wind blows more in the winter, I am told. Dust is in and on everything. I sweep the floor in my room a few times each week. I also brought a feather duster with me. It is probably one of the most valuable things I brought. The best I can describe the dust is that it is like talcum powder; especially in high traffic areas. The rest of the ground is mud-sand. Everywhere. Nothing is green. Nothing is clean.

Iraqi police. As for the Iraqi police that we are are training, they are worthless and lazy and scared of everything. They seem to not want to do anything. They are going to have to start if the Iraqis are ever going to get control of this place. People back home talk about letting the Iraqis handle their own problems and pulling out the US military. It can't be done yet. The Iraqi police force cannot even take care of themselves. They are basically a non factor at this point. Maybe they just need more time, but right now it is a major problem with turning control over to these people.

Educated Iraqis. The problem here is education. There is none and ignorance is everywhere. It is refreshing to speak with educated Iraqis. Most of which are older and were educated in the West during the Iran/Iraq war. Back then remember "the enemy of your enemy your friend" ideology was the "in" thing during the Cold War. It didn't matter the type of government that was in place. That is why the Reagan administration supported all those Latin American dictators as well as Saddam Hussein. After all, Iraq was at war against the hated Iranians, right. Well during that time many of the Iraqi military officers, wealthy families, and the middle class that worked for the regime were allowed to be educated in America, France, and Britain. I have ran into a few of those people. They are optimistic about the future of Iraq but think the United States will have to remain here for many years. The individuals I spoke with feel that if we pull out too soon this place is definitely up for grabs and the people will never understand what they will be missing. The Iraqi people who are educated understand that we have to be here if they are to have any chance at a democracy. My feelings are that it better get safer here and the Iraqis had better take on more responsibilities, as far as governing, building infrastructure, and providing their own security in their cities, towns and supply routes. The rest of the world had better get in on it too because you they are just waiting to jump in here and take advantage of this countries (sic) cheap labor force. And in the end the US and BG will end up footing the bill in money and blood. It really irks me about France, Russia and Germany wanting to get in on the rebuilding contracts. As far as I am concerned they can take a leap.

The Brits. We have worked close with soldiers from other countries such as Azerbaijan, Australia, and of course the Brits. The Brits are real good too. We have fun working with them. It is kind of like Iowans working Missourians or Minnesotans. You know how each has jokes about the other and lieks to tease the other. Well the Brits and the Americans do this as well. It is all in good fun and both armies really respect each other. They have a great sense of humor and they really hate the French.

Monday, February 09, 2004

AT LAST, DAMMIT, SOMEONE'S RECOGNISED THAT STING IS BLOODY GREAT 

Not that a link from the likes of us will float its boat, but if you don't know the British music weblog No Rock and Roll, then we feel all proud of ourselves for introducing you. It's one of the many weblogs that make us wonder why we even try to squeeze out posts to amuse and interest our audience (at about a tenth the rate and a hundredth the quality of others) when our audience's opportunity cost is this high.

Last weekend simon b. informed everyone that Musicares have made Sting their person of the year:
After years - decades - of his tireless and quiet work to save humanity, the planet and about thirteen dozen species, someone's finally given him a small thank you. That was all he was looking for, you know. A little bit of the love, love, love he shares on a daily basis given back to him.
ChartAttack.com notes "The award gives a nod to Sting’s accomplishments over the years and doesn’t just pay attention to his musicianship, but to his involvement in humanitarian and environmentalist causes as well." Or, as Mr. b. explains it:
He was nominated for the selfless work he's done in recent years to promote environmental issues through his strong support of Jaguar S-Type cars, with its environmentally sensitive ability to squeeze 22 miles out of every gallon of fuel.
Rumor has it Hugh Hewitt is next to be honored.

I SCREAM YOU SCREAM WE ALL SCREAM 

Just in time for the folks who've failed at their Lose Weight! resolution (as I predicted), our local paper is running a multi-part series on fat people.

I always read these things because, like watching The Jerry Springer Show, it makes me feel all smug and superior. At least my boyfriend isn't having an affair with my daughter and I'm not shopping for an extra-long lotion applicator (don't ask). Plus, since I don't know that many fat people myself I get to wonder about where the 2/3 of Minnesotans who are reportedly overweight (about the middle of the national pack--but our paper's more hysterical and long winded formulation is "we're more likely to be obese than residents of 25 other states and the District of Columbia") and 1/5 who are obese are hiding. I see some of them once a year at the Minnesota State Fair. Where are they the rest of the time? Hiding out in their homes shoveling down ice cream so next year they can compete with the fattest hog exhibit (it always draws a huge crowd)? Who knows?

As I would expect, there's also a piece on the recent trend of suing various calorie-sellers for making people fat. One lawsuit I hadn't heard of was mentioned: an ice cream manufacturer was sued for lying on its nutrition labels (it hugely understated the fat and calories in its product). As a rabid label-reader myself I'm glad and not surprised to learn the lawsuit resutled in a $1.2 million settlement. But what did the pudgy consumer get? Well, if they hung onto their receipt for the more than 2 years it took to litigate the case, they could get a refund. If they didn't, they could get some free ice cream. That'll help them lose the weight they gained from eating the mislabeled ice cream.

Friday, February 06, 2004

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO A KNOWN ARTS BLOGGER IN CAPTIVITY! 

About Last Night's Terry Teachout is 3 x 42 today!

Although Mr. Teachout claims this makes him the "oldest known arts blogger in captivity," we have to point out that Friedrich of 2 Blowhards is about to start his sixth decade of life on this planet and has used the wisdom (and chutzpah) of his advanced age to finally unravel the structural and emotional logic behind Mel Brooks’ "Robin Hood: Men In Tights." And don't tell us that ain't art ... and older age.

So: HB KABIC!

TWISTED TITLE #10 

This week's demented children's book title is:
Get All Your TV Watching Done, Or No Homework for a Week
To see last week's title, click here.

Wednesday, February 04, 2004

PLEASE RETHINK THE "BRING IT ON" THEME 

I think I've mentioned before that I'm a wimp, as well as a little slow on the news uptake. Please allow me to marry these two traits with this cowardly take on yet another news item I seem to have missed until now:

Conservative pundit Bob Novak will likely be charged with assault for shoving a heckler who had called him a traitor and a scumbag after live broadcast of CNN's "Crossfire" in New Hampshire. Coincidentally, the shoving incident occurred the day after liberal pundit Al Franken took down a heckler at a Dean rally, also in New Hampshire.

No bellicose news yet from yesterday's primaries but, just to be sure, I'll be blogging from under my bedcovers today.

Tuesday, February 03, 2004

CELESTIAL PUNDITS 

All the Northern Alliance bloggers were given a pop quiz on their predictions for the 2004 presidential election at last Saturday's meetup (As previously reported by the Fraters' Elder) so we could all earn our pundit-hats. Now Powerline's Hinderocket has gone for extra credit with a long thoughtful post predicting a Kerry victory. Sensing a pundit-crown may be at issue, Mitch Berg and the Elder disagree. (But beware the echo chamber, boys!)

I punted on the quiz, as I punted on the group photo, so all blame rests with the Warrior Monk when Hugh Hewitt announces the results to the world and tries to make fun of us in the telling. (Hugh didn't take the quiz himself--neither did Lileks who was possibly tipped off in advance and so hid out at an undisclosed location). And so will it surprise you to hear I'm punting on the extra credit too?

After Saturday's lunch I can safely say: I've met pundits and I'm no pundit. But as the self-designated non-pundit, can I say that I'm tickled by an Op-Ed in today's New York's Times' take on the race and John Kerry in particular (George W. Bush was left unanalyzed):
He has a judicial character, but also has little tolerance for fools. Born with the rare Mars retrograde, he entered life with a rage — a deep, inner need to overcome (the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. also had the Mars retrograde). He has a strong sense of responsibility as well as feelings of caution about his message. Over the last 18 months the planets have empowered him with core strength. The long-term picture depicts him achieving his highest goals.
(hat tip: Crooked Timber)

I'm sure Kerry will be heartened to know that he's got the astrology vote nailed down. Now on to the remaining 99.99% (we hope it's at least that) of the electorate.