I’m Glenn Beck / and I’m here to say
The IRA are smuggling drugs in my mouth / On Kolob I will be Jesus’s favorite wife
Bamboo, Obama, connect the dots people / Oh God the Arabs are watching again

So I’m hearing where the Republicans have, in the face of economic depression, offered a budget which includes a five-year spending freeze. That rustling sound you hear is the gathering ectoplasmic storm, in which the shades of Keynes and Friedman will rise from the earth, put aside their differences, and go to town on John Boehner — one ghosty wang in each ear.

(P.S. sorry for the silence recently; work has been hell. Have a post nearly ready to go.)