Progressives have been trying really hard to make American voters lose their negative opinions of a public option in health care and instead want to have sex with it.

This ad, I think, should work just right…

I wonder who they'll get to play Obama's next stimulus package.

Blind Item! A certain outtwoken young Republican has been coming under fire for something incredibly controversial she posted on Twitter: the top three or so inches of her upper torso…

I wasn't aware of this when she posted this last night, but I do feel as though this morning when I woke up, I was in a different country than the one I fell asleep in. We're through the looking-like-this-country's-stupider-than-I-thought-it-was-glass, people…

After receiving negative feedback from the picture from her night in, McCain recoiled, saying she might quit the popular social networking site.

"When I am alone in my apartment, I wear tank tops and sweat pants, I had no idea this makes me a 'slut', I can't even tell you how hurt I am," McCain tweeted.

This is a real controversy. People were calling her a slut. A slut.  This is a thing that really happened. Like, for real. In this year that we all live in today. For showing cleavage.

The good news is that she at least had the good taste to apologize to the world for foisting her dirty, dirty pornographic picture upon us all…

"I do want to apologize to anyone that was offended by my twitpic, I have clearly made a huge mistake and am sorry 2 those that are offended," McCain tweeted.

This really just goes to show you: The young Republican base she's been championing on television and online for the past couple months really did have her back. They just didn't want her front (and boom goes the dynamite!).

The young Republican movement is on its way! Nothing can stop it! (Except itself.)

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Ed Note: When I originally posted this, I falsely claimed that Meghan McCain had taken her Twitter account down after following finding this dead account. Apologies for my credulousity. I'm a dumbass.

This afternoon, when it came to get lunch, I didn't think about it. I just ordered hummus and falafel. At the time, I couldn't articulate it; it just felt right. And it was delicious falafel. I enjoyed it thoroughly. Thoroughly and innocently and thoroughly. There was nothing else in the world that I'd rather have been doing at the time then savoring that warm, moist falafel in my mouth.

And then I happened upon this reminder from The Smoking Gun, and suddenly it all made sense…

On this date five years ago, the Fox News Channel host was named in a sexual harassment lawsuit brimming with lurid details about vibrators, phone sex, threesomes, masturbation, Caribbean shower fantasies, a Thai sex show, falafel, stewardess trysts, vehicular coupling, and Al Franken.

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Strictly speaking, this the whole Roman Polanski fiasco shouldn't be a issue of any political importance — God knows, you'd never catch our government legislating sexual matters — but now that "Bernard Kouchner, the French Foreign Minister, revealed that he had written to Hillary Clinton, the US Secretary of State, to call for the release of the director," which is ridiculous, I'm taking that as the go-ahead sign for me to be equally ridiculous.

So, Thaddeus Russell, writing for The Daily Beast, just wrote a thought-provoking article that puts us in mind of an age-old question concerning sexuality that's of particular interest lately: At what age is a person emotionally mature enough to get raped by Roman Polanski?

Hmmmm…

Most often my [female undergraduate] students argued that sexual relations between an adult and a child (whom some defined as anyone under 18, some under 16, and others as the "emotionally immature") necessarily involved the manipulation of the weak by the powerful, which was wrong.

But then, I asked, why was it acceptable for adults to cajole and at times physically force children to play sports, wear hipster t-shirts, attend church, wash the dishes, listen to "good" music, obey authority figures, or, as the president of the United States told them directly, to take responsibility for "nothing less than the future of this country"?

That's a kind of interesting point. Why is it that I'm allowed to force my barely pubescent daughter to do her chores and finish her homework, but Roman Polanski's not allowed to force her to take drugs and have anal sex with him? Is American culture still so perversely puritanical that it can't see the inherent hypocrisy in that?

Though, to be fair, Russell is drawing a distinction between "having sex with a child" and "raping a child," because, okay, let's draw that distinction for some reason…

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To all you would-be politicians hoping to jump start a career in the public spotlight at the local level, be fore-warned: Local politics can be a pretty cut-throat business. And you'd be well served to not provide your political opponents with any ammunition to help them bring you down.

Case in point…

East Cleveland Mayor Eric Brewer blasted a local television station Thursday, one day after it aired photographs that purported to show the mayor wearing a wig and lingerie.

The news conference came less than a week before voters decide if he should be re-elected.

You see, that guy didn't think ahead. If you're serious about starting a career in politics, you're simply going to have to train yourself to keep track of where all the transvestite pictures of you are and who has access to them.

If you're smart about to whom you send pictures of yourself dressed up in sex gear, you'd be surprised at how far you can go in Ohio politics.

Just look at everything that Dennis Kucinich accomplished.

(photo via BuzzFeed)

Paul W. Downs — one of the funnier people I've met in New York City — does a pretty uncanny impersonation of Sonia Sotomayor — one of the funnier people appointed to the Supreme Court in recent years — in this speed dating sketch, which I can only assume is based on a true story…