What to Expect When You’re Expecting is . . . [a] timid comedy full of stock characters and clichéd humor with endings never in doubt, it wants to tell you every detail of pregnancy but none of life.
You will need an epidural just to get through the flick.
I’ll pass. Anyhow I have my own birth stories to tell, and have told them. And I’m not even a mother.
Hopey changey not working out at Notre Dame. Nothing says more about this most obvious overreaching by the boy president.
Give a look at some nuts and bolts of it, noting while you are at it, this pungency:
The [legal] background [of the HHS mandate] is farcical. It represents administrative law brought to us by Laurel and Hardy, or Professor Irwin Corey, or the dictator of that Central American country featured in Woody Allen’s Bananas.
There are 12 suits, of course, each identically worded. Chicago is not suing, but from Illinois, Springfield and Joliet are suing. Can you imagine Chicago getting really serious about fighting Obama and the Dimmycrats?
“ . . . obviously deeply concerned about preserving the Catholic identity of Catholic educational, health care and social service organizations,” George said in a statement. “The Archdiocese therefore entirely supports the actions of the Catholic dioceses and organizations that have brought suit against the Department of Health and Human Services for violating the heretofore constitutionally guaranteed religious freedom of Catholic institutions.”
Nicely, if professorially, said. But not part of the suit? Why not?