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"Strong, brutal violence throughout."

That is the one-line description for the movie am a going to see today.  I can hardly wait.  It's called The Mechanic.  My expectations are low with regards to acting, plot and that sort of thing.  However, everything else about it looks good.

Michelle Bachmann (R) is now the latest of a long line of people that feel they are qualified to be president.  You may remember last week when she delivered the Tea Party response to the State of the Union speech.  She was so far off with regards to facts that she's been comedy fodder all week.  She and Sarah Palin are a swimsuit away from the only thing they may be qualified to do.

What I'm saying is, slap a bikini on either one of them and you have an above average screen saver.  Beyond that, they may be good at cooking or something like that.  ( I know this is a hugely sexist remark but I can see nothing other than their sex appeal that could have gotten them to where they are now.)

But president?

Come on.  It's not a beauty pageant.  Well, maybe it is, but at least there is no talent portion where points are awarded for catch phrases and pom-poms.

Elsewhere, Egypt seems to be in a bit of disarray.   I heard an analyst say that Egypt has a great constitution; it's just that it's been on hold for the last three decades while the autocratic ruler handles an emergency situation.  A 3-decade long emergency situation.  That has to be a record.  Of course, our 10 years of Terrorist condition Orange has be worthy of at least a silver medal in the "pretend" category.

By the way, the Egyptian government cut off internet and cell phone coverage in a couple of major cities.  It through off the opposition who were depending on text messages from the Muslim Brotherhood to tell them how they should think.

I just read an article where second graders admitted to performing oral sex on each other.  The principal went on record with, "I'm not sure but it seems like the teacher had a serious lack of judgment."  You think!?

I just heard about a female suicide bomber that was working on bomb-vest that she'd hooked up to a prepaid cell phone.  The cell phone minutes had unknowingly expired and the number to the now-defunct cell phone was assigned to someone else.  That someone else tried to send a text message, blowing up the female bomber.  That is cool.

Update: I won my 15 stories in 15 days writing contest.  I am posting one story a day for the next 15 days at http://promptedshortstories.blogspot.com/.  Don't expect much; after all, I could only spend 15 minutes on each one.