In the spirit of David Wong: Here's my personal expresson of disgust with the 9/11 Commission and its accompanying media circus. And really, which is more incredible — the second-guessing at taxpayer expense or the ditty I've got here? The NYFD wasn't ready for two jetliners to plunge into skyscrapers? The Air Force doesn't daily practice shooting down passenger jets? For more, start here and discover how much political asininity you can stomach.

One Hundred Things about Me:

1. Son of a gun, I forgot the other ninety-nine.

Nothing like a lighthearted adventure in Photoshop lampoons before bedtime. Don't blame me - IP started it.

Whether or not the allegations of Saddam Hussein's drug use have any credibility, his life of murderous domination began long before - he was a danger to every one of us regardless. Still, debauchery, depravity, stupidity, corruption, deceit and theft are commonplace to the affairs of men. And, like Howard Dean's yelp, ensconced in popular culture. So with a setting, a cast of characters, a plot and a conflict, who can resist drawing parallels? I couldn't. (Not two hours of work, but accumulated in slivers over a week or two. Thank the Lord for small moments!)

Via IP, Brian Doherty of Reason finds an inapt analogy between, of all things, the Frum/Perle intellectual duo and Black Metal, calling America "the world's first Black Metal Nation."

If the author wanted to get it right, he would have reviewed a book by Ted Nugent and called America "the first Double Live Gonzo Nation." But of course that'd be both complimentary and well-received.

Techno remixes? This was inevitable. Apart from the requisite joy of mixing to the Ferris Bueller soundtrack classic, I'm amazed to have found Yello's "Oh Yeah" in one piece.

Click the picture of the man with the microphone. Best experienced to full-screen projection of Howard Dean stump footage in extreme slow motion. Enjoy. And, er, "oh yeah."

REMEMBER: It's not the screech that made Dean unattractive to voters.

There was a time before the uBlog and my community service when I recorded and mixed audio in a timely fashion for bands. You could find my posts - daily - on the hobbyist-professional audio site, ProRec.com, run by the Skeptician's Rip Rowan.

I now mix tracks from a defunct band at an unbelievably slow pace for the sole purpose of discovering what makes mixes go [optional adjective insert here]. But I visit the site at least weekly to catch up on the old haunt as one frequents a cozy bar near home. I learned a lot of things at ProRec. Scratch that, I learned just about everything I know at ProRec. And it's wonderful to be reminded that I gave back once in a while. (If you don't get it, go here. If you still don't get it, let it go. It ain't gonna happen.)

And as an epilogue, I'll soon be recording a children's choir for a friend's promo short. Back in the saddle. Sort of.

You've got to admit: that's one heck of a pose. What's he doing in politics?

HONESTLY: Through the course of the day, television and radio replays have allowed me to see and hear the litany at least a dozen times. While it's funny to say he blew a gasket, Dean doesn't look like a man melting down. He posted third in a contest he thought he'd win; he's an emotive guy. He charged up the faithful and let out a yelp. No offense to the other Democratic candidates in this regard, but I don't think any of them would have it in them to do the same.

However...imagine how the press would have reacted if Governor Bush had done the same in 2000.

Because you can't be serious all the time. Go on, laugh.

Comedy is comedy, but when a Ba'athist leader is on the loose, giving cause to his followers in the East and the Fifth Column in the West, discretion can often be the better part of valor. After seeing this gallery of tyrant-mocking masterpieces (via Winds of Change), I've decided it's time to present my own Farkesque lampoons of the world's scruffiest ex-dictator.

The "Zsa Zsa Saddam" initiative, a most creative - if shortlived - psyops campaign, inspired this one. Yes, that is Jacques Chirac and Gerhard Schroeder leering in the background.

Enjoy. Iraqis like Zeyad get a kick out of finding their way past the old nightmare by laughing. Many times that's all any of us have, no? We should give them support - and an endless supply of material.