Good God, will no one else post around here? What is up with my fellow Emily-substitutes? Am I the only one who will have to carry the load in the lovely Ms. Jones's absence? This is appalling.
Fine, as long as I am here, check out this fine tribute to outgoing House Majority Leader Dick Armey. It's rare when we have people of his intellect and commitment to freedom ensconced in power, and rarer still that such people would be willing to give power up when they can have it for the foreseeable future, and when more power (i.e. the Speakership) awaits. Would that more politicians were this selfless and self-effacing.
As I sought to be at least somewhat humorous in my virginal post on Give War A Chance, and since I want the laughs to keep on comin' I give you this splendid case study, which thoroughly and completely annihilates the theoretical and intellectual foundations of Marxism.
Of course, whilst you laugh, bear in mind that there is a great deal of truth in the humor.
Since I want to be able to keep my genitalia for the foreseeable future, and since no one else has yet stepped up to break the silence, allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Pejman Yousefzadeh. I am a Gemini. I enjoy good books, interesting chess games, long moonlit walks by the beach, and soft, slow, deep and wet kisses . . .
Oh yeah, I also work on this when I am not being a lawyer.
(And yes, the gratuitous link was entirely necessary. Thank you for asking.)
On a somewhat more serious note, I want to say what a pleasure it is for me to be able to post to Give War A Chance. You see, when PejmanPundit was but a wee wittle blog, I sent out a mass (and some would say "desperate") e-mail to get myself noticed by the big time bloggers to whom I looked up. One of those big time bloggers, was the lovely Ms. Jones, at whose altar I have worshipped since I was introduced to her blog. And she was one of the few who favored me with a reply, and who even took the extraordinary (and quite unprecedented) step of telling me that I was "thoughtful." Needless to say, I swooned with delight and rapture.
Compliments about my hot body came later. But I digress . . .
Anyway, having met Emily in person (we both live in the southern California area), I can tell you that she is even more delightful and fun in person than she is on her blog (if that could be considered possible). She's whip smart, possesses vast amounts of knowledge on a whole host of issues, has a great sense of humor, regularly displays impeccable taste, taught me how to make a pizza from scratch, and can drink virtually anyone under the table. Beer is her mother's milk. The woman is amazing.
So when this Blogospheric Goddess told me that for the next week or so, I would have to serve as one of the High Priests at her temple, instead of merely genuflecting in it, I was speechless at the honor.
Still am.
Of course, nothing and no one replaces the lovely Ms. Jones, so I know that both I, and the gentle readers who frequent this site, are anxiously awaiting her return. Then we will be able to hear more informed and erudite commentary about the nefarious Gerry Adams, the notorious IRA, and other such Olympian commentary as Ms. Jones will see fit to favor us with. I know I look forward to that.
Emily luv, we're gonna miss you while you are away. Take care, be well, and come back soon.
After all, I can't keep back the horde forever, you know.
