What you should know about my blog (updated) plus Blague updates

Let me try to be clear about something as you read this: first thing is I am a Christian, albeit not the best one, but I attempt it. Second, the title of the blog is all in fun. I, in no way, shape, or form, think that Illinois Governor Milorad Blagojevich, a.k.a. Rod, Governor Beautiful Hair, Superhair, GROD, Blague, is innocent. As the Senate is starting to listen to the tapes of his conversations, it is evident that he is a corrupt and icky little person. Third, I work for the State of Illinois, so I know what an evil and terrible governor he has been. I am in the Capitol, and he is not. He has tweaked his nose since day one at the way things should work, so the blog name is all a joke.
Fourth, on occasion, I may preach a little. It is good practice for when my pastor, a.k.a Elf, Munchkin, Stubby, Shorty, Weeman, Oompa-lumpa, cookie maker, makes me preach.
Fifth, I may not interest you everyday when you read this. The subject may bore you, so my suggestion is simple: stop reading, go and find a copy of Robocop, and watch it instead (thanks Kang). If you think my blog is bad, then Robocop may help you rethink that.
As Governor Blague makes the media rounds, I am very impressed (honestly) at how good a memory he has. He has repeated the same little speech several times in the last two days. “The Senate needs to let me speak, to call witnesses, like Rahm Emmanuel, U.S. Senators, blah…blah.” He has it down, but I am also kind of shocked by how much he sounds like Drew Peterson. “I did not, and I say it again, I did not kill my wife.” How many times can you say the same thing, before you really start to believe it? It is a creepy little political mantra of lies. “I did not have sexual relations with Miss Lewinsky.” Oops, and I actually like Clinton.
My only problem with this medial blitz (not my words) is how worthless the media has become. Not the Junior Senator’s wife and I were talking about the old reporters this morning. And once we remembered all their names (John Chancellor forgive me) it occurred to us how awful the current reporters really are. Chancellor was in Vietnam, Brinkley went after stories, even Geraldo used to be somewhat credible, but left that credibility in Capone’s vault. Ask the real questions, like “are you a big, fat liar?” or “Are you having an affair in Springfield?” or “How much do you think your children will be scarred by all this?” The current batch of reporters….suck!
I mean honestly, does he think he is doing something good here?
Rod, (if I can call you that) please listen to me. Take your ball, leave the playground, and go home. It’s over, and you lost. You are killing me, this State, your kids, everyone involved. Just Quit. I don’t want to hear Patti begging President Obama for a pardon in eight years. Or Senator Durbin…(hey, he did it for Governor Ryan).
“Don’t go away mad, just go away.”