Trouble is brewing at the various "Occupy" movements around the nation as (possibly) non-related violence and run-ins with law enforcement and local politicians are making it difficult for demonstrators to organize and stay on message. It's not unlikely that instigators who wish to cause problems and stop the movement are behind some of the incidents that are disrupting these peaceful protests.
And the GOP silly circus continues with another debate in South Carolina, this one
focused on foreign policy. The candidates' performances varied from gawdawful (Perry's prediction that China would end up on the ash heap of history) to unpopular (Ron Paul's plaintive anti-torture plea that fell flat with the assembled "kill "em all" Teabagger mob in the audience).
Cain was stymied without his 9-9-9 meme and stumbled around each question with vagaries about listening to the commanders on the ground. Uh, okay.
And just as the accusers of Herman Cain plan a presser to describe the harassment they endured from him at the National Restaurant Association, Cain's constant food analogies pop up to underscore the reason for his dwindling support. When he's under this kind of public scrutiny, is now really the time to characterize Michele Bachmann's flavor of ice cream as Tutti Frutti, adding that Rick Perry is Rocky Road?
Seriously?
Maybe Ben and Jerry should come up with a special flavor for Herman, the ice-cream aficionado. Not Black Walnut, but Chocolate-Chip Harrass-mint!
Adding insult to injury, Cain gave an interview to GQ and explained that voters like a lot of "manly" meat on their pizzas, that's why they should vote for him. Because . . . he's got the meat. This must be proof that he has no advisers or campaign staff -- somebody should stop him from invoking images of pepperoni and sausages while he's fighting sexual harassment claims.
Personally, we at the Malloy Show hope Cain survives the charges (and his own big mouth) to continue to provide fodder for many a Malloy Show to come! With this crop-o-crazies, it just writes itself . . . .