Fried Coke It Can Only Be Texas - Just a few days ago, we heard about Deep-Fried Coke - and tried to ignore it. Then the Log Cabin Democrat’s David McCollum did some research, as he is prone to do, and came up with details.

You’re not reading this at breakfast, are you?

Deep-Fried Coke, McCollum tells us, is a hot new item at the Texas State Fair, that thing in Dallas where Big Tex, world’s largest cowboy, stands at the gate to greet folks. The Texans just couldn’t stand it because we’ve had fried dill pickles all these years here in Arkansas.

White House picked fight with wrong couple - Because journalists are almost as prone to flatter their audiences as politicians, the staggering ignorance of the American public about matters crucial to democratic self-governance is discreetly ignored.
Get this: According to a Zogby poll conducted early this month, almost half (46 percent) of respondents agreed that “there was a connection between Saddam Hussein and the 9/11 terror attacks.” Among Republicans, fully 65 percent believe that Iraq played a role in al-Qa’ida atrocities. Almost two-thirds!

Today’s Patroits - Lest you’ve misunderstood my criticism of the Bush regime, let me make it clear that I’m not much for cutting and running. Such behavior tends to broadcast one’s lack of intestinal fortitude. The United States gets enough grief from its critics without inviting the more barbaric among them to get uppity.

Security Moms to Bush: We’re just not that into you anymore - In a bad sign for Republican chances in 2006, it looks like the hot and heavy affair between George Bush and America’s “security moms” is flaming out. Big time.

9/11 security label adds new twist - On Sept. 5, 2001, my mother-in-law went to the post office in Bourg, La., and mailed a box of new clothes to our daughters at our home in Edmond, Okla. It cost her $10.65.
The box arrived on Sept. 11.
Somewhere on its journey, someone had placed a sticker on the package. The sticker had an airplane on it, covered with the circle and a slash through the middle. As in “no airplanes.”