DC Tea evolves into Belvedere Vodka Martini

… shaken. Never stirred.
Ok it’s early but I have much to do in addition to posting these
photos.

I need some motivation.

Check back!

DC Tea Party

Well I’m here at the Tea Party … not a lot going on except people milling about.

I do have some photos … nothing really video worthy.

**** UPDATE ****

I’m processing more photos … check back!

Well … I’ve been to better protests.

Then again, I’ve been to worse.

This had all the makings of a middle-of-the-road ANSWER protest before they adopted the head-choppers.

I mean … I know that “conservatives” are generally not protesters. We actually have “lives” and “careers” and do, from time to time something called “work” … in addition to raising “families”. This is all more or less alien to “liberals” who seem to spend most of their time wondering why everyone else doesn’t think exactly the way they do.

Still, we should learn a bit from their ability to organize. Maybe next time.

Yes, Joe the Plumber was there …

… as was Roger Simon.

And no … you didn’t do anything, Roger. I assure you. You didn’t do a bloody blasted thing.

That’s a private joke.

My friend and confidant Michelle Malkin was also there, in her usual beautiful way.

Here she is again with some dude in a costume.

Here’s Joe. He’s talking baseball … or something. I heard “Cincinnati Reds” … they’re baseball, right? Or hockey?

This lady has the right attitude. Let’s see a little more of this, shall we?

… Well said by all … but what’s a protest without … THE CHE!

My friend at This Ain’t Hell has some more great photos, etc.

Forgotten Refugees

UPDATE:

Here’s a newer version in five (5) parts:

I saw this video at my shul yesterday … it offers up information which, frankly, you would search in vain for anywhere else.

Inauguration’s Aftermath …

Actual “life” took me into DC today and, tired of dealing with traffic, I decided to Metro.

While in the Metro I noticed something which, frankly, I barely noticed during the Inauguration … probably because it was simply of a piece with the surrounding adulation.

Pepsi was certainly seizing the day and, in the process, taking “carpe diem” and in subtle irony mixing it with “caveat emptor” into a fine corporate mush of an ad campaign … and festooning same in all possible ranges of captive-passenger vision. Kinda creepy … and just a tad Stalinist I think.

An Ode I might say to the generation seemingly convinced that life has a reset button. Note the URL: refresheverything.com …

I’ll add more to this sad display when I get home. Life still intervenes, after all.

**** UPDATE ****

Here’s the rest of my photos … in no particular order. They speak for themselves, I think.

Please forgive the fuzziness and handshake … it was dark and I hate using the flash.

I should say that, believe it or not, all of these photos were taken at a single station. Adds to the creepiness, mai oui? We were awash, as it were, with the O. And I didn’t even photograph them all … some were just boring and there were repeats.

… I never did like Pepsi anyway …