Why Are The Dogs Barking, GOP?

Not all GOPers are racist. But if you are a racist, you're probably a GOPer.

Not all GOPers are racist. But if you are a racist, you’re probably a GOPer.

The New Confederacy is many things but consistent is what they are, most of all:

Poll: Majority of Republicans think Obama is a Muslim

“A majority of Republican voters, 54 percent, think that President Obama is a Muslim, according to a new survey from the left-leaning Public Policy Polling (PPP).

“Asked whether they thought Obama is a Christian or Muslim or if they were unsure, 32 percent said they were unsure. Fourteen percent said he was a Christian.”

St. Ronnie and Lee Atwater: together again

St. Ronnie and Lee Atwater: together again

Southern Strategy impresario, the late Lee Atwater’s life work continues to move forward. This is racism, pure and simple, the same as the Birthers’ Kenyan fever dreams.

And less you think I’m slipping: the religion of a President doesn’t matter. The Constitution declares that there shall be no religious requirement to run for office (the link goes to The Heritage Foundation, no less!), so honestly, who cares? This is just another way to make him into a boogie man hiding under their very white bed.

Flashback Friday

I’ve been listening to a lot of Run the Jewels lately waiting for the remix of their latest album dubbed Meow the Jewels that will be remixed with all cat sounds. I figured Killer Mike’s song “Reagan” qualifies as a Flashback based solely on it’s choice sampling of Reagan quotes. There hasn’t been too much in recent pop culture pushing back against the St. Ronnie image.

To flashback more along that line:

On This Day In History…


the Iran-Contra scandal erupted. You know, secretly selling arms to our enemy Iran, and then illegally funneling the money to death squads in South America who were trying to overthrow the democratically elected government of Nicaragua.

Thought you would want to remember, just in case your forgot.

It’s In The Stars

Nancy Reagan glamor couch

Nancy Reagan is having a bad week. First she loses Oscar De La Renta the designer (and the only straight man to put clothes on her), and now she has lost her astrologer, San Francisco heiress and socialite Joan Quigley.

In his 1988 memoir, For The Record, Donald T. Regan, a former chief of staff for St. Ronnie, revealed what he called the administration’s “most closely guarded secret.” Quigley was kept on a $3,000 month retainer and conversed with Nancy up to three times daily, and had set the time for summit meetings, presidential debates, State of the Union addresses, etc. Without an O.K. from Quigley, Regan said, Air Force One did not take off.

Needless to say, Regan was Nancy’s arch nemesis.

Once again, we turn to The Clothes Have No Emperor, by Paul Slansky (Buy this book, you will love it; oh and the author is a Scissorhead and has given me permission to excerpt it as long as there is a link to buy it.)

Donald Regan’s memoir, For the Record, exposes Nancy Reagan’s secret obsession with astrology, which led her to consult a stargazing “friend,” San Francisco heiress Joan Quigley, before approving her husband’s schedule. “Feb 20-26 be careful,” Quigley would warn. “March 19-25 no public exposure … April 21-28 stay home.” Among the other highlights:
*Nancy’s comment about Raisa Gorbachev after an evening in which she held forth on Marxist-Leninist theory (“Who does that dame think she is?”)
*Her efforts to keep abortion out of Presidential speeches (“I don’t give a damn about those right-to-lifers!”)
*Her insistence that Casey be fired as he lay dying of cancer (“He’s dragging Ronnie down!”)
*The President’s reaction when fire broke out in his study (“He continued reading … until guards asked if he wouldn’t like to move while they put out the fire. He hadn’t wanted to bother anybody.”)

Actually sounds like the Regan book might be fun, too.

Today in History


The Los Angeles Country Board of Supervisors votes to lobby Congress to rename the Angeles National Forest the “Reagan National Forest.” Says Sierra Club spokesman Bob Hattoy, “Naming a national forest after Ronald Reagan is like naming a day care center after W.C. Fields.”


A White House official admits that Saint Ronnie has never discussed AIDS with Surgeon General C. Everett Koop and has yet to read Koop’s 6-month old report, which predicted 180,000 deaths from the disease by 1991.

Does the deluxe Reagan package…

…come with the sound of the 2 and-one-half month pregnant Nancy barfing? Because that’s about the only way you could get me to stay in Riverside and pay $1,000 for it.

As the nation remembers the 100th anniversary of Ronald Reagan’s birth (Feb. 6), all sorts of events are taking place, all sorts of merchandise can be purchased and lots of folks will try to get as close to the memory of the nation’s 40th president as possible.

So try this one on for size: How about sleeping in the same bed as the Gipper did?

Ronald and Nancy Reagan spent part of their 1952 honeymoon at the Mission Inn in Riverside, Calif. To mark the occasion, the resort is now offering “The Reagan Honeymoon Package.”

Among other amenities, the $1,199 getaway includes “Deluxe Accommodations for Two in the Alhambra Suite” where the Reagans stayed the first night of their marriage.

You’ll also get dinner, massages, passes to the Reagan Library — and the opportunity to boast that you had a romantic evening where the Reagans once did.

(The Click)

The Feast of Saint Ronnie


One hundred years ago today, Sweet Baby Jeebus appeared to President Howard Taft and said to him, Pull my finger. Out pooped little Ronnie Reagan, and the rest was history.

Today we gather to honor the memory, the legacy, the lunacy of Saint Ronnie, on the occasion of his 100th birthday. Throughout the day, I will update this post with links to your fond remembrances of the old cabbage. Send links to your posts on your blogs to: tengrain AT mockpaperscissors DOT com. I will post them here:

Come back and check often.

Please feel free to leave lengthy, pointless comments (as Ronnie would).



Neville Carebear

President Carebear, that mythical Hopey-Changey man has now fully endorsed trickle-down economics and GOP policies.

As many others have noted, he does not have the courage of his convictions, or the spine, to put up a fight. Personally, I think it is much more likely that as a Rockefeller Republican, he is OK with the policy generally.

What little progress we’ve made in the past two years should be credited to Nancy Pelosi who did the real work getting bills through The House where they then went to die in the tender embrace of Harry Reid. The President, of course, was playing 7-Dimensional Chess and could not be bothered to help.

So how did we reward Nancy for carrying so much water for Harry and The Bear? We overwhelming elected the GOP, removed her from being the Speaker of the House, and in her place we installed a known drunk, a mental midget, and absolutely corrupt politician noted for handing out cheques from Big Tobacco on the Floor of the House, the perpetually tanned John Boehner, AKA, Weepy.

It’s really hard for me to work up too much of a sweat overall. The Millionaires and their ilk already were paying almost no taxes, so this Neville Chamberlain appeasement on taxes means little in reality, truth be told. But symbolically it means the world.

Welcome to the 8th term of Ronald Reagan.

And so it goes.

What? Green and Wrinkled?

Media Matters

Icky. He must be all worm-ridden by now. Just like Nancy.

I like CGI Reagan better than the real one…

…at least I think this one doesn’t have access to The Codes.

Remember those creepy claymation Christmas Specials, like the one with the Island of Broken Toys? Brrrrrrr, me neither!

Anyway, welcome to the new GOP-world of CGI-Reagan (minty fresh!), where you can watch the resurrected Saint Gipper (Zombie?) do battle with President Carebear. We’re not sure what this is, but we liked the Road Runner better. We think he might be smarter that the Gipper, too.