Back To It

Florida was warm and wonderful. I saw the Yanks beat Minnesota and the Red Sox, including Teixeira's first home run in pinstripes, a perfect inning from Mariano Rivera, Posada throw a Bosock out, and Jeter having many, many pictures taken of him. Speaking of pictures...


The Twins have a great little spring training stadium.


Whereas the Yanks' stadium in Tampa feels a lot more like the bigs.

Anyhow, here's a few shorters to make this post relevant, n to begin digging out of the backload.

All about public-private partnerships:

And now, the funniest thing Megan has ever written;

Well, luckily, I picked an uneventful weekend to go on vacation. Having slept in yesterday, I got the invitation to the Treasury conference call about Geithner's plan approximately an hour after it ended. So you'll have to make do with warmed-over thoughts which were formed without benefit of input from the horse's mouth.

It's like she's actively trying not to know anything about the issues she pontificates on.
In any case, she goes on to say that she doesn't really know anything, which of course takes several hundred words to express.

Maxine Waters brings the crazy:

It sure does make it easier to advance an argument if you only acknowledge its least eloquent and informed proponents. No way are any of these failed giant financial entities trying to take advantage of the chaos and confusion out there to benefit themselves in ways they clearly should not. Haven't you seen how they act all contrite to Congress?

A twice-told tale of AIG:

Pathetic. There's just no other word for Megan's flailing attempts here to find anything, anywhere, to justify her belief that the people at AIG who helped melt down the global financial system have to be paid to stick around and fuck up the efforts to fix their mess. Her post is incoherent, self-contradictory, and basically makes clear she doesn't know what the fuck she's talking about, she just doesn't like the idea of genuine corporate responsibility. Making over a million a year means never having to say you're sorry.

I need lunch. Bubye for now.