Bill Maher looks like a guy I should want to punch. So it offends my sensibilities to a degree when he paraphrases something I've said and doesn't cite.
"Until we admit there are things we don't know, we can't even start asking the questions to find out. Until we admit that America can make a mistake, we can't stop the next one. A smart guy named Chesterton once said: "My country, right or wrong is a thing no patriot would ever think of saying... It is like saying 'My mother, drunk or sober.'" To which most Americans would respond: "Are you calling my mother a drunk?"" (Bill Maher: New Rule: Smart President ≠ Smart Country)
But don't let that distract you from him being correct, in this at least.
If I don't go to hell when I die,
I might go to heaven.
So I say live and let live. That's my motto. Live and let live. Anyone who can't go along with that, take him outside and shoot the motherfucker. It's a simple philosophy, but it's always worked in our family.
Maybe all our national politicians should have to draw the U.S. map from memory before running for office. I bet half of them couldn't get a C-. But then again Al Franken's drawing wasn't perfect either. I like how all the states with fallic symbols are limp-looking. Maryland has a saggy nutsack, Massachusetts is hung like one of those beetles with a horn on its nose, and western Michigan looks like a hooker tried to bite it off. Is Sen. Franken trying to tell us something?
I got to witness something really special. About a dozen tea party activists had staked out Sen. Al Franken's booth, and confronted him loudly when he arrived. But within minutes, he'd turned an unruly crowd into a productive conversation on health care. The discussion went from insurance reform, to the public option, to veterans benefits, to cap and trade. He made a few laugh and even told a touching story that moved a few to tears. A whole lot of common ground was found.
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