Tuesday, April 19, 2005

The Babe Theory.

This blogging thing is kind of like getting drunk in Tokyo, you never know what new and interesting bar you are going to stumble into; or how much it is going to cost to drink there.

After getting slammed (good naturedly) by CDR Salamander during a discussion of who was the bigger babe Coulter or Malkin, ( the correct answer is Malkin, until she opens her mouth, which then destroys any and all pruient fantasies one may have about her), I wandered through the streets of Blogville looking for a place that was open late night. Through the wizardry of the internet, I ended up in Publius Pundit, looking for a beer and some humor. I was quickly thrown out and stumbled over to WILLisms, where I read an in depth dissertation on the fact that successful democratic revolutions have one thing in common: hot babes out marching in the demonstrations. First spouted by T.J. O'Rourke in his parliament of Whores book:


Best of all, there were hardly any beautiful women at the [Housing Now!] rally. I saw a journalist friend of mine in the Mall, and he and I pursued this line of inquiry as assiduously as our happy private lives allow. Practically every female at the march was a bowser. "We're not being sexist here," my friend insisted. "It's not that looks matter per se. It's just that beautiful women are always on the cutting edge of social trends.Remember how many beautiful women were in the anti-war movement twenty years ago? In the yoga classes fifteen years ago? At the discos ten years ago? On Wall Street five years ago? Where the beautiful women are is where the
country is headed," said my friend. "And this,"he looked around him, "isn't it."

I agree with the poster, Mr O'rourke may be onto something. Consider his proof:

This:



Or maybe this:



Or how about this from Venezuela:



Now contrast that to this:



No wonder Bush wants to bring democracy to the Middle East........
Good luck buddy!

Meanwhile, I recommend everyone check out more of the Venezuelan babes here!

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