Even Think Tank People Play Debate Drinking Games
Thursday, May 3rd, 2007
We were planning on doing a GOP debate drinking game, sort of, but it’s hard to predict what a bunch of senile old men will say about anything, or if they’ll just drift off to sleep, or start beating each other with canes. In fact, a security-camera feed from the “community room” of any American rest home would be indistinguishable from the ABC feed tonight. MORE »
We were planning on doing a GOP debate drinking game, sort of, but it’s hard to predict what a bunch of senile old men will say about anything, or if they’ll just drift off to sleep, or start beating each other with canes. In fact, a security-camera feed from the “community room” of any American rest home would be indistinguishable from the ABC feed tonight. MORE »
More than a quarter of members report that they regularly drink “heavily,” drug use is up, there’s been a 20% increase in fat people, and outrageous slapstick football games are happening more frequently than they have in 30 years: the ’70s are back in the Army! 
Every week, our Anonymous Lobbyist answers your questions about how laws get made and why they probably shouldn’t. If you have a question about the dirty business of doing business in Washington, 
Now that the midterm elections are behind us, Wonkette can get back to our true purpose: obsessive analysis of the Bush Twins’ drinking habits. Today, IvyGate directs us to a couple photos of Barbara tailgating at Saturday’s Yale-Princeton game. With a red cup always in hand — and, more importantly (and highlighted at right), an additional beer in her back pocket — Jenna demonstrates, as IvyGate puts it, “true Bush-caliber commitment to drinking.” 
Fox has been crap tonight, due to Too Much Talking and not enough giant TV screens and people calling a race every few minutes. (MSNBC hasn’t been so swell, either. CNN takes the prize, as much as we hate to admit it.) 
Polls are starting to close out here — Nevada and Montana and Iowa (among others) at 10 p.m. Eastern time, California at 11 p.m. A whole new wave of Exit Polls are coming every hour. 
You asked for it, repeatedly, so here’s your Election Night Drinking Game.
The drink-soaked popinjay’s latest column for The Observer is so glum that we nearly slit our wrists, and we still can’t figure out what he’s going on about. But he is depressed, and bored, and powerless to control the forces of American idiocy that surround him. Some highlights, or low lights: 