Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Larry Kudlow Accidentally Says it Out loud

Kudlow is grateful that the human toll of the earthquake/tsunami will be much worse than the economic toll.




 Of course, he's making a half-assed attempt to walk it back now:

(From TPM)
Kudlow tweeted his apology later on Friday:
I did not mean to say human toll in Japan less important than economic toll. Talking about markets. I flubbed the line. Sincere apology.

Because nothing makes your apology seem more sincere than not bothering to form complete sentences. Hey, I'm a busy man, if I'm gonna squeeze an apology into my hectic schedule, I gotta do it quickly! Sincere Apology! Luv Ya, Mean it!

Anyway, Larry, we know you didn't mean to say that. Because generally you're smart enough not to say things like that out loud. Usually, you're crafty enough to pretend to have a touch of human decency. But you definitely meant it. You just didn't mean to say it.  It's like when Mrs. Kudlow says "God I dread 'date night' with Larry!" she means it. She just didn't mean for you to hear it.

Of course, this is what the CNBC types, the Wall Street cheerleaders, the corporate apologists really think. That's why they celebrate whenever unemployment goes up, driving wages down. As long as the stock market has an uptick, they don't care about actual people actually suffering.

Honestly, it's unseemly to be discussing the economics of this disaster at all. What sort of a person sees that 10,000 lives are estimated lost and thinks "hmm, I'd better turn on CNBC and see how this will affect my portfolio?" What kind of a human being has that kind of reaction? How does someone like that look at  himself in the mirror and consider himself a human being? It's disgusting.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Terrible Marketing -- Red Camel

Red Camel is a brand of ladies' clothing, including swimsuits, which seems to be owned by the Belk Department store chain.
Red Camel®

Red Camel® Spot On Halter Top

Red Camel® Gone Wild Hipster


Because I'm pretty sure that when a girl goes shopping for swimwear, the image she most wants to be associated with is the camel. 

My Humps! My Humps!    My Lovely Lady Lumps! 

 

Really, the word "camel" is generally associated with one of three things.


The unattractive animal

The brand of cigarettes

or 

The dreaded "camel toe," 

None of which seem like images you'd want to invoke when trying to sell ladies' clothing, especially swimwear. 

http://www.toonpool.com/user/1087/files/camel_140705.jpg

 

(if you're unfamiliar with the slang term "camel toe" do NOT do a Google image search. 

Here is a SFW definition: Urban Dictionary) 



Sunday, March 13, 2011

Michele Bachmann comes Through Again


When we are living in a world in which we may be staring down the barrell of a nuclear catastrophe, in which there are actual human beings trying to blame an 11-year-old girl for her own gang rape (really), and the governor of Michigan has decided to give himself the power to take over any city or school district and run it like his own private banana republic (really), it's a relief to know that Michele Bachmann will keep opening her ignorant lunatic mouth and saying crazy nonsense to lighten the mood.


Speaking at an event held by the Republican Liberty Caucus on Saturday, Bachmann invoked the founding fathers and offered a historical account in lauding the early presidential primary state.


"What I love about New Hampshire and what we have in common is our extreme love for liberty," she said, according to Politico. "You're the state where the shot was heard around the world in Lexington and Concord. And you put a marker in the ground and paid with the blood of your ancestors the very first price that had to be paid to make this the most magnificent nation that has ever arisen in the annals of man in 5,000 years of recorded history."



Oyyyyyyy. . . . .

Jeezus, Bachmann, really? The shot heard 'round the world? In New Hampshire?  Everyone knows that happened at the Polo Grounds!

 

Oh, and there was another shot heard 'round the world" earlier, but it wasn't in New Hampshire either. It was in Massachussets. And I'm gonna go ahead and guess that the people of New Hampshire probably know that. They at least know that it did not happen in their state. Do you not have a staff? Or access to Google? Or any memory of Schoolhouse Rock?



Also, how does one pay with the blood of one's ancestors? It doesn't make any sense. Your ancestors' blood was spilt before you were born. You played no part in their decision to sacrifice their lives and/or limbs in the cause of making America magnificent.
And are you absolutely sure that the US 0f A  is the " most magnificent nation that has ever arisen?" Have you done a magnificence comparison with the splendors of Ancient Rome, or the grandeur of Paroahic Egypt, or even theBritish Empire of the 18th-19th centuries? Hell, have you ever been to Paris? The French know how to do magnificence!

  
 
 
I guess we should just be glad that she was able to invoke the founding fathers without putting her hand down her pants and whispering "yes, Alexander Hamilton, yes!"
 
P.S. And the Fox/teabagger contigent spins Bachmann's stunning ignorance as a positive in 3. . .2. . .

Sorry!

I've been told that that nasty hot-pockets picture is showing up on at least one sidebar.

How's this?



 





are we cool now?

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Terrible Marketing - Hot Pockets

Good God, have you seen these things?



I know Hot Pockets aren't generally marketed to picky eaters, but could you make these things look less appetizing? They look like the little cartoon guys were photographed just as they began to vomit.




How bad could these things really look in real life that vomiting pastry men was a preferable alternative?

http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5254/5455947780_cf7d13b60b.jpg

Holy shit! Really? Okay, dough balls with stomach flu does make a lot more sense now!

http://www.theimpulsivebuy.com/images/sideshotssloppyjoe3.jpg

Uggghhhh!!! People really eat these things? I've eaten 7-11 meatball sandwiches, frozen grocery store egg-rolls, I'm not what you call a fussy eater. But dear Lord, even I have limits!

And speaking of Hot Pockets. . .