Mad Dogs and Englishmen

Today is the eleventh day of 90 degrees or higher this month and at least four more to come. Everything is melting, including my brain. This may explain what I've been seeing in the news in just the last day.

The anointed one has sacked the lead General in Afghanistan-Bananastan, Stanley McChrystal for airing his negative opinions of the anointed one, the U.S. Ambassador to the area , the Vice President, and various other government mucky-mucks to Rolling Stone magazine, of all places. The replacement is General Petraeus, also known among some of his former commanders as Betrayus. Reportedly, he turned over command to McChrystal after the success in Iraq. Petraeus wanted to retire undefeated, 1-0, and believed he would have ended up .500 at best if he stayed in charge of the Afghanistan-Bananastan war effort.
The three remind me of my childhood heroes.

Meanwhile, the cap on the leaking oil well in the Gulf broke off when the robot cameras crashed into it, resulting in more oil spewing into the water.
And professional escort favorite Elliot Spitzer, disgraced former governor or New York State, has landed a prime time job on CNN starting in the Fall. CNN staff are upset, especially the females, who are now demanding personal tasers.
All is not lost, however. California is allowing welfare recipients to use their welfare cards at gambling casino ATM machines. That's one way for the state to get some of the tax payers' money back.
Speaking of the Golden State, the California Medical Marijuana Club (I kid you not)
has announced a contest for the best pot. Prizes have not yet been announced
but I'm sure they'll be flammable.

Last but not least, police in Salt Lake City finally caught a naked woman who had stolen a car, twice. First the naked lady parked her own car and got out, stunning a man who was standing by his car. I guess he was paralyzed by the sight. She got into his car and drove off. He called the police and a high speed chase ensued. She skidded to a stop and got out. The cops chased her. She fought like a wildcat, evidently, and broke loose. (The cops later claimed she was bleeding and sweating and was slippery as a greased pig, their word, not mine). She got back in the car and drove off again. Eventually, she drove over an embankment and crashed the car.
Now the unbelievable part. She got out and ran for it, climbing over a barbed wire fence! The exertion took a toll on the damsel. She collapsed and the cops were at last able to cuff her. No word on how the cops got her back over the barbed wire fence.

And, summer just started. Wait until the dog days arrive.