Fred Clark is an evangelical blogger with some heavy-duty religious credentials, and that adds a particular gravitas to his August 29 blog detailing 533 lies told by Mitt Romney in 30 weeks. That’s right, 533 verifiable, checkable lies told by a candidate running for the top job in the country.
Mitt Romney has told 616 verifiable lies in 33 weeks.
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Sometimes when I’m lying in bed at night counting sheep and thinking about the day I often wonder about: 1) ponies and 2) the fact that a bigger deal hasn’t been made about the fact Mitt Romney used to dress up like a police officer in college and pull people over. For fun.
College is a time in many Americans’ lives when they do stupid shit like smoke too much pot, drink a lot, or have a lot of sex. That’s considered pretty “de rigueur” in college; these are kinks you work out of your system. You then leave said institution to go through the modern world paying your taxes and doing the right thing.
But the GOP presidential candidate had a different gig: instead of drinking and smoking like the rest of America (he claims to have had “one sip” of beer and one drag of a cigarette his entire life, a number we don’t dispute), he would remain perfectly sober and put on a police uniform and pull people over.
According to TV producer Robin Madden, a former friend of Romney during his time at Stanford:
“He told us that he had gotten the uniform from his father,” George Romney, then the Governor of Michigan, whose security detail was staffed by uniformed troopers. “He told us that he was using it to pull over drivers on the road. He also had a red flashing light that he would attach to the top of his white Rambler. We thought it was all pretty weird. We all thought, ‘Wow, that’s pretty creepy.’ And after that, we didn’t have much interaction with him.”
Maybe it was inevitable. A group of people late last Tuesday night, April 3, were playing Cards Against Humanity, a politically incorrect party game. Someone apparently joked about child molestation. A 38-year-old Plum City man erupted angrily, allegedly scattering the cards, breaking a beer bottle, a lamp, throwing a chair and later smashing a wine bottle. Some of the card players raced to a bedroom, locked the door and called 911. River Falls police responded.
The suspect, described as drunk, was found alone in the kitchen. He was persuaded to come outside. He said he took the pedophile remark personally. An officer said that while such a reaction was normal, the man’s violent outburst was abnormal.
Taken next to the police station, the man was said to be uncooperative. He insisted that his constitutional rights were being violated and he demanded to see a judge – by this time it was past midnight.
After being ticketed for disorderly conduct, the man allegedly used the phone in the police station lobby to call the county dispatcher and ask for a judge.
Stymied with his judge quest, the man allegedly walked back to where he had violently ended Cards Against Humanity at 709 Bartosh Lane. Now he wanted some belongings from inside and his dog. Officers were summoned back to deal with the latest development.
What the actual fuck.
Hey guys, I’m really unimpressed by the space program. We should definitely cut its funding.
Savannah River Site scientists are working to identify a strange growth found on racks of spent nuclear fuel collected from foreign governments.
The “white, stringlike” material was found among thousands of spent fuel assemblies submerged in deep pools within the site’s L Area, according to a report filed by the Defense Nuclear Facilities Safety Board, a federal oversight panel.
“The growth, which resembles a spider web, has yet to be characterized, but may be biological in nature,” the report said.
Savannah River National Laboratory collected a small sample in hopes of identifying the mystery lint – and determining whether it is alive.
Better send in the monkeys.
Wild monkeys in nuclear-hit Fukushima are to be fitted with special radiation-reading monitors in order to measure contamination levels in forests.
Last year the Corrections Corporation of America (CCA), the nation’s largest private prison company, received $74 million of taxpayers’ money to run immigration detention centers. Their largest facility in Lumpkin, Georgia, receives $200 a night for each of the 2,000 detainees it holds, and rakes in yearly profits between $35 million and $50 million.
Prisoners held in this remote facility depend on the prison’s phones to communicate with their lawyers and loved ones. Exploiting inmates’ need, CCA charges detainees here $5 per minute to make phone calls. Yet the prison only pays inmates who work at the facility $1 a day.
As Alternet points out, in the past few years, CCA has spent $14.8 million “lobbying for anti-immigration laws to ensure they have continuous access to fresh inmates and keep their money racket going.” Recent anti-immigration laws in Alabama and Georgia keep their facilities full and CCA profits high.
It was just a few weeks after September 11, 2001 when Condoleezza Rice accompanied the president on a trip to China for the APEC summit. In Shanghai Vice President Cheney appeared on a secure video conference line and delivered President George W. Bush this message:
“The Vice President came on the screen and said that the White House detectors have detected botulinum toxin, and we were all– those of who exposed were going to die,” Rice told me.
He said that?
“Yes, he said that. And I remember everybody just sort of freezing, and the President saying, ‘What was that? What was that, Dick?’” Rice, who was the National Security Advisor at the time, said.
Botulinum toxin is, according to the Center for Biosecurity, the “most poisonous substance known” and “extremely potent and lethal.”
The exposure time meant that she and those on the trip — Bush, Secretary of State Colin Powell and Chief of Staff Andy Card — were all at risk, Rice told me.
“We were just a little unnerved,” she said.
Former Health and Human Services Secretary Tommy Thompson sent the samples to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention to be tested on laboratory mice, she said. Rice writes in her new memoir, “No Higher Honor”, that after that call Bush directed her to “find out what the hell is going on” from her deputy, Steven Hadley.
“[Hadley] has this very dry sense of humor. And he said, ‘Let me put it this way. If the mice are feet up, we’re toast. If the mice are feet down, we’re fine,’” Rice told me.
“Wait a second. For 24 hours we didn’t know if the President had been poisoned?” I asked.
“For 24 hours, we were in Shanghai, we did not know the results of those tests,” she said.
Rice writes that they acted “as if nothing had happened,” but she wondered if “we’d get home before the toxin acted.”
Around noon the next day Hadley called Rice to give her the results – it was a false alarm.
“He said, ‘The mice are feet down.’ I went back to the President, and he was sitting next to the Chinese, and I said ‘The mice are feet down.’ And the President said, ‘That’s a good thing,’ and I’m sure the Chinese who probably got a translation thought it was some sort of code,” Rice told me.