Todd's Mischief Blog

John McCain demonstrates to Piers Morgan just how much of a doddering old fool he's become. Quote, "I am always intrigued by the fact that when I disagree with my own party leadership, my own president...then I’m a brave maverick. When I’m taking on others, then [I'm] just an angry old man." Mr. McCain, consistent opposition to your own party is a weak form of consistency, especially when you oppose so many disparate ideas. Also, Morgan wasn't patting you on the back, he was playing you for controversy. Diane Feinstein very bizarrely argued at a Senate hearing that it is legal to hunt humans with high-capacity magazines. Quote, "We have federal regulations and state laws that prohibit hunting ducks with more than three rounds. And yet it’s legal to hunt humans with 15-round, 30-round, even 150-round magazines." Okay--benefit of the doubt--she obviously misspoke in crafting an ill-conceived parallel. But it's still pretty funny and excellent fodder...

BBC News has an idea about the perfect Christmas gift for that someone who has already eaten everything: tell them how fat they are. The article lists all the oft repeated health risks of being overweight. It also cites a survey that found "42% of 18 to 24-year-olds would not tell a loved one they should lose weight because of a fear they would hurt the other person's feelings." Well, that makes Christmas just the perfect time to cast insults at those closest to you. After all, as Donkey from <i>Shrek</i> says, "It ain't Christmas until somebody cries." But besides the obvious, let me tell you why this is the most crap-tastic Christmas idea ever. And no, it's not because it is cheap. Speaking as circumferally-enhanced individual, I already know I'm fat. And your loved ones? They know they are fat, too. Christmas is the time to say "I love you" (thank you Billy Squire), not the time to point out others' imperfections. On t...