Actual Reuters photo and caption, via First Draft via Atrios:

U.S. President George W. Bush writes a note to Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice during a Security Council meeting at the 2005 World Summit and 60th General Assembly of the United Nations in New York September 14, 2005. World leaders are exploring ways to revitalize the United Nations at a summit on Wednesday but their blueprint falls short of Secretary-General Kofi Annan’s vision of freedom from want, persecution and war.

If you look closely, here’s Bush’s note to his Secretary of State while the entire world is trying to figure out how to make the United Nations work:

I did a little contrast work in Photoshop, but you can compare to the original with your own eyes.

The most powerful man in the world, and he’s not even sure if he’s allowed to pee.

UPDATE: She’s dead.

Governor Rick Perry decided it would be better for everyone if they went ahead and killed her.

So, she’s dead.

God damn it.

Frances Newton may be executed tomorrow night, despite the lack of
credible evidence of her guilt, an absurd prosecution theory, and
significant evidence of innocence.  

The president of the American Bar Association has written the following to Gov. Rick Perry:

Amnesty International’s email form for contacting the Board of Prisons is here.

Given, the late hour, you can help flood the offices of the Governor and every other relevant elected official with emails here and forwarding the link around.

Should this woman really have to die because of other people’s incompetence?

You can also fax the Gov. Perry at (512) 463-1849 or simply, and perhaps most urgently, call the Governor’s office directly at (512) 463-2000.

Some conservatives are attempting to use penguins as examples for human behavior, claiming that the documentary March Of The Penguins is a fine argument for monogamy.

Never mind that penguins are not monogamous, choosing different mates almost every year, as the film (which I loved) quite explicity (if subtly) explains late in the narration.

So, let’s add this up: wrong on the specific science, wrong on what’s actually in the film, and wrong on the whole bizarre notion that the behaviors of one species should be used as an example for another.

But other than that, they’ve nailed it.

Hat tip to reader Jim at FAIR.

UPDATE: almost two dozen readers have sent me various gay penguin links.  It turns out all that honking and screeching is actually their own little chant:

Interesting.

The Pentagon has already yanked the official website of the staggeringly unfree stick-the-DoD-employees-in-matching-T-shirts-and-call-it-a-rally Freedom Walk, less than 48 hours after the event concluded.

You sort of figure if it had been anything other than a near-total waste of taxpayer money, they’d be posting aerial photos of the giant crowds and self-congratulatory tributes and thanks to Clint Black.

You’d figure.

For the roughly ten percent of you in the UK:

Hats off to Kevin Pietersen, whose maiden century clinched for England their first Ashes win in a generation.

I hope you’ll celebrate with an extra beverage on my account.  I won’t
even made a crack about his total inability to catch a batted
ball or the polecat he wears on his head for a haircut.  (Except that
one.)  Truly spectacular show.  The whole team played well; Freddie
and Simon Jones were particularly good, and Vaughn did a fabulous job
with the captaincy.  It’s a fine night for the Barmy Army.

As an Australia supporter, I hate to write this, but well-deserved.  Of course, if Warney makes that catch at first slip, I still think we’ve still got a chance today.  Sigh…

Congrats, dear Poms.  Well played, top to bottom.

To those of you reading from Oz: just please keep Warne and McGrath
healthy for two more years.  I intend to be there, screaming my lungs
out beside you next time.  I’m hoping we can all yell BLEAAAAAAAAAUUGGGGGGHHHHHH together.

And to the sudden flood of Kiwi visitors in the last 24 hours:
welcome.  I saw my first cricket match
ever at Eden Park.  I adore your country, and will miss seeing King Carlos and
Justin Marshall’s faces amid the All Blacks.

If any antipodean visitor is looking to hire a creative
complainer, please do pass my name around.  I wouldn’t mind an extended visit.