(Hat tip:  Malkin reader JD in D.C.)
Item:  Back in June, Wachovia Bank decided to do an “in your face” to legal  American citizens and fund a group of Mexican pendejo  pussies called “La Raza”.  (For the Uninitiated™, their slogan is “For the Race, everything; for those outside the race, nothing”.)
Item:  Today, Citigroup agreed to buy Wachovia before the FDIC had to step in and bail ’em out.
Yeah, how’d that La Raza deal work out for ya, Wachovia? 
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2008
Posted by @ 13:13
Michelle Malkin reports that the first attempt at shoving this Bombastic Bullshit Bailout Bill™ down our throats has failed.  Arm twisting now underway, with one vote changed so far.
Presumably, that’d be the one B. HUSSEIN!!!  Obambi’s uber-goons got to.
More to come.
UPDATE:  Done deal.  This version of the BBBB™ is dead.
And Wall Street is acting like a four-year-old who’s just been told that no, he can’t have a cookie.
Fine.  Let Wall Street crash.  Those of us who are left can pick up the pieces and start over.
At least there’ll be some of us left.  With this POS bill, we’d all  get creamed.
LC & IB BlackisWhite sent me this link via email last night, and I think the post, and the linked .pdf article, are well worthy of your time.
Go.  Shoo.
Remember I said that if Ed Hochuli was the best the NFL had to offer, that we were screwed?
I rest my effin’ case.
Arlington Heights 20, Dunbar 27
#24 Texas Christian 10, #2 Oklahoma 35
UBuffalo 25, at Central Michigan 27 (UBuffalo covers)
at Nebraska 20, Virginia Tech 35
at Dallas 24, Washington Foreskins 12, Fucking Excuses for NFL Zebras 14
Quoting directly from DFW Varsity.com:
Nicholas Rockwell broke up a fourth-down pass to clinch Fort Worth Dunbar’s 27-20 victory against Fort Worth Arlington Heights. On offense, Rockwell threw two touchdown passes as Dunbar (4-1) won its fourth straight, and Darius White caught an 88-yard touchdown pass and returned a punt 85 yards for a touchdown. Heights (3-2) had significantly better stats, but three turnovers to Dunbar’s two.
That’s it in a nutshell.  Turnovers kill you, and they killed Heights this week.  Steve Hale needs to figure out how to teach the Jackets to hang onto the ball.
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Drew Willy threw for 270 yards, and James Starks ran for nearly 100 and did get a touchdown, but the Bulls couldn’t hold off C. Michigan in the end.
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The Cornhuskers aren’t quite ready for prime time.
Tyrod (what kind of name is Tyrod?) Taylor scored a 2-yard touchdown with two minutes left, then They Who Wore Nice Unis For A Change™ forced a Nebraska fumble late, ending the Huskers’ comeback hopes.
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Y’know, it’s not bad enough that OU is clearly better than TCU.  Not enough that they’re bigger, stronger, faster, etc.  They just had  to have the fucking Big XII zebras in their back pocket, too.
TCU getting called for pass interference penalties that were eerily similar to through-the-back plays that OU got away with.  Offsides penalties that OU also got away with.  And a clear 4th-down catch that was called incomplete, then “upheld” on review.
What, did OU not learn anything from those travesties at Texas Tech & Oregon a few years back?
All that said, OU showed Gary Patterson just how far in over his head he is.
The simple fact of the matter is this:  Patterson, if you and your program want to ever be taken seriously again – you have  to get bigger up front.  And I mean on both  sides of the ball.  OU’s O-line went an average of 315 across the front, while TCU’s D-line averages 265.  The Tadpoles were simply overpowered all night long.
Bradford played so much pitch & catch with his receivers I thought Dickhead Bump-ass had somehow hired Dave Campo to coach the Frog secondary.
One of the things that annoyed me about the game – well, besides FSN’s effin’ homer announce team – was that every time OU scored or did something else of which the crowd approved, they’d cut to a group of OU morons flashing the upside-down “Hook ’em Horns” sign.
Memo to those idiots:  That’s in two weeks.  That stupid-assed sign means dick to us – in fact, we happily join you in making it most days.  Find something else.
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And speaking of pitch & catch…
Congratulations, Dallas.  Once again, you have lost to an inferior  team.
Yes, you’re damned right, Virginia.  I said an inferior, half-assed excuse for a football team.
All you have to do is lay a lick on that little Smurf-ette (that’s right, Sandra Moss, you’re a fucking pussy) and knock him on his ass, then do the very same thing to Clinton Cunton Portis, and you’ve stopped the Washington Foreskins.
Instead, once again you’ve played down to the level of the opposition, and lost a game you should have won because of it.  Once again you’ve played your little soft zone like Coach Cupcake wants you to play, and once again little Janie Campbell got to play tea-party with his boyfriends.  Once again you failed to hit  anyone – “Excuse me, Miss Portis, ma’am, may I tackle you now?” – when you could’ve  laid some wood on some people and put the Fear Of Gawd™ in them…and once again, it’s cost you dearly.
And don’t even  get me started on the half-assed officiating that we had to put up with.  A blatant  pass-interference on Terrell Owens that didn’t get flagged – everyone in the damned stadium saw it except the seven blind Tiberian bats in stripes; the fat-assed “Hogs” were holding all day for pussy Portis and it never got called; and just when the Cowboys had finally stopped this so-called juggernaut – boom, a 12-men-on-the-field flag.  I saw two shots of the field for that play, from the side and from the end.  And I’m still  looking for that 12th man.
The pussies who came to Irving today dressed up in their merlot-and-limburger (and smelling like it, too) will go back to their little shithole on the Potomac with their little self-satisfied smirks on their cunt faces.  But the fact is that they’re a suck-assed little excuse-for-a-football team – and the Beagles are going to prove it next week by kicking their skanky asses.
Fuck you, Jennnifer Zorn and Danielle Snyder.  You assclowns are nothing but shit.
This week:  2-4 (UBuffalo covered).  Overall:  22-5.
The PFW will return Friday, when I explain why it’s not a good idea to be San Diego State.