My absolutely correct take on the "Obama Cult" trope.

For the past couple of weeks or so, I've been reading from a number of locations about the "cult" of Obama--especially from generally liberal sources, concerned that the right is going to somehow successfully attack Obama for his popularity. I'm not really one to yell that the emperor has no clothes on, but frankly, that's the stupidest political argument I've seen put forth in my life. If you disagree with Obama for his stance on unversal healthcare (too much, too little), his stance on the Iraq war (we're surrendering to terrorists!), his take on education, his lack of concrete policies (among those who haven't apparently read the "Blueprint for Change"), or his general lack of experience, you could put forth at least a convincing case, right or wrong.

Criticizing him because his supporters just like him too much smacks of jealousy, or feeling that just because something is popular it must therefore be bad. Obama doesn't have to be Hannah Montana--he could be the Beatles, and not liking him based on his popularity could just mean you're missing out because you feel like being a misanthropic jackass.

Underpants, HO!

Those of you on my text-message-whimsy list are undoubtedly aware of this already, but for the past 24 hours I've had the theme to "Thundercats" stuck in my head. Only instead of "Thundercats," they're singing "Underpants."

Please, make it stop.