Schoolhouse Rock: America Rocks!

Thank God for Youtube so I can get them all in once place. I love these history ones especially. In no particular preferred order:

How a Bill Becomes a Law


Shot Heard 'Round the World


No More Kings


The Preamble


Great American Melting Pot


Mother Necessity


Elbow Room


Fireworks


Three Ring Government


Sufferin' 'Till Suffrage

THAT Didn't Take Long...

Former Black Panther Bobby Rush reminds us once again that he has neither dignity nor class.

"I would ask you to not hang or lynch the appointee as you try to castigate the appointer," Rush said Tuesday...

Biggest Freaking Wah In The Universe

This thing is as big as your head. And it's LOUD and SHRILL. The gain knob on the side only adds about a trillion dbs when it's cranked. The upper end of the wah is like having an icepick in your ear. The jury is out on whether this one will remain in the collection or not.

I've wanted to try a Morley for a while. I had a Dunlop Crybaby and it broke with minimal use so I'm off that brand.

The imbroglio gets more knotted

So Blago appoints Roland Burris to Obama's senate seat. He's a swine to appoint anyone and Burris is a fool to accept. What could either hope to gain from this. This whole mess was funny for a while. Not anymore.

The Senate will not seat Burris, IL Secretary of State White will not certify the appointment. Why couldn't those losers in Springfield have impeached Blagojevich by now?

But even if I am being poured out as a drink offering...

Occasionally I succumb to the temptation to complain about this or that aspect of how my life has turned out thus far. Irrespective of whether I have any right to complain or not, and regardless of what I may or may not have done to change things. (It's hard when you're the only person on earth who recognizes your genius, and that you've obviously were made for greater things. Yuk yuk.)

Given this tendency of mine, I was humbled this morning by Phillipians 2:17, in which the apostle Paul writes "But even if I am being poured out as a drink offering upon the sacrifice and service of your faith, I rejoice and share my joy with you all."

If I, Paul, a prisoner, spend the rest of my days rotting in prison, so that you, my friends in Phillipi, may grow in your faith and welcome more into the body of Christ, then I rejoice. Wow.

If my life's purpose, and the sum of its accomplishments, amounted to nothing else that to see my children come to know Christ as Lord, and to see my wife and children grow in their faith--if there were no other accomplishments or victories, and if the remainder were spent slowly dying sitting at a desk pushing paper around, would it still be a good life? Paul says it would be a life to rejoice over.

YEAH I haven't blogged in a while

And couldn't care less. Week off. Christmas plus the middle child's birthday on the 27th has meant a nonstop toy bonanza. As if all three of my kids didn't get enough junk on Christmas they also got plenty of spending money and a few return items to boot so Toys R Us and Target have been like second homes the past few days.

I happened upon some Christmas lucre myself and am off to Sam Ash in search of a new Wah pedal. Maybe the title of this blog has come to fruition.

Tee Hee.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!

From Luke Chapter 2 (New International Version)

1In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. 2(This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) 3And everyone went to his own town to register.
4So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. 6While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, 7and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.

The Shepherds and the Angels
8And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. 9An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. 11Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ[a] the Lord. 12This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger."
13Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
14"Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests."

15When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, "Let's go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about."

16So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. 17When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, 18and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. 19But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. 20The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

Praise be to God for coming as the Savior of mankind.

And happy 232nd anniversary of Washington crossing the Delaware to capture the Hessians at Trenton.

How indictment sausage gets made

Very interesting and illuminating email from an assistand US Atty to Hugh Hewitt. So that's how Fitz does it. When that guy has you in his sights, you're going down. it's only a matter of time. He scares the hell out of me, actually.

No Quid Pro Quo

I love how we're supposed to just accept the Obama administration's official report that there was no quid pro quo in the discussions between the PE's aides and Blago & Co. The media is heralding this report as if it's the final authority on the subject.

Maybe all Blagojevich needs to do is have his lawyer write a similar report and he can put all of this unpleasantness behind him. "Because after all, it's time for Illinois to move on. Time to heal. And it's time for the governor to get back to the business of the people of Illinois."

Look, I don't actually believe that the PE's administration was involved in anything illegal here. But you'll excuse me if I wait for the official version from the US Attorney's office.

Wait, this just in. Charles Manson has just issued an exhaustive report from prison that he says has completely exonerated him from any involvement in the Manson Family murders. We expect his release momentarily.

Tonedeaf Christmas Carols

Just sang some Christmas carols with the kids and a few tonedeaf inlaws. We only sounded a little bit like this.

KA-BOOM!

The US Attys interviewed The President-elect last week.

According to certain ficticious sources, among the first questions the prosecutors asked Obama was: "Do your boobs hang low? Do they sway both to and fro?"

Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull

So, I tend to catch movies when they're out on video. There's probably some pop-culture term for people like me, but I think the moniker most suitable for me and my ilk are "tightwads."

So, just got around to seeing the latest (final?) Indiana Jones flick. My biggest fear going into it was that Spielberg & Lucas would find some not-so-clever way to turn the baddies into a metaphor for the Bush administration. I'm glad to say they resisted the temptation. This is a real sore subject for me when I happen to care about the franchise or will ever want to see the movie a second time (which is why George Clooney and Tim Robbins can do whatever the hell they want)--I'm sure Lucas thought he was being clever with his pathetic and warped cariacature of Bush in Anakin Skywalker in Star Wars EP III. But all he accomplished was to let the fans down and ensure that his epic would be weakened for all time. Is anyone going to give a damn in 20 years that George Lucas gave a damn about George W. Bush? "Only a Sith speaks in absolutes." What is that? So Jedi are moral relativists, and Sith could be the good guys, depending on your point of view? Why have Obi Wan spout some silly locution even he himself doesn't believe? Why I oughta...

So, suffice it to say, once the flick cleared this first hurdle with me, I was going to be easy to please. Yes, McCarthyism. Yes yes, widespread paranoia, yes overblown anti-red rallies around every corner, yes yes yes. Whatever. If there was ever anti-red hysteria at Yale I must have missed it. But this was a paranthetical.

The story was, mmmmmm, okay. Of all the stories, it was by far the campiest. Indy, and starry-eyed, Marian, and baby Mutt makes three. Awww.

But still. I had fun. I don't expect rigorous intellectual stimulation when I watch an action movie. It might have been a little light on the Professor Jones, archeology geek angle. And it didn't really have that one breathtaking scene like when the sunbeam shines into the subterranean map room and hits the crystal, marking the location of the ark's resting place, or when Indy steps into thin air and lands on the invisible bridge leading into the chalice room, or--my personal favorite--when the host of heaven come down and melt all of the Nazis. Maybe the stuff with the aliens at the end was supposed to be that, but how many alien freakout scenes have we seen by now--and how many by Mr. Spielberg alone? ET was something. This was hackneyed.

But it was good fun nonetheless. At the end of the day, the good guys were the good guys, the commies were commies, the good guy gets the girl, the commies get sucked into another alien dimension--you know, the way they used to make 'em. Cate Blanchett can't help but be awesome. Harrison Ford looked like he hadn't aged a day since the Last Crusade, and gave an excellent, enthusiastic performance (a phone-in was my second biggest fear). John Hurt was fantastic. And best supporting actor should definitely go to the killer ants. I feel happy in reflecting on this movie, which is how movies used to make me feel. I will definitely see this one again.

It's true...

They do start to sag after 40.

Kept Themselves Alive

Thank you Alex Brown, for saving Peterson's hash and keeping our playoff hopes alive.

Thank you Robbie Gould for not missing.

He's A Mean One

To get us in the Christmas spirit, here's Gary Hoey doing Mr. Grinch:



Gary Hoey Plays The Grinch At Winter NAMM 2007 - video powered by Metacafe

He also does Linus and Lucy. Lemmee see if there's a vid of that.

Update: Here's the audio at least:

Why they must be hunted down and killed.

This breaks my heart.

I cannot fathom those who would rush to defend subhumans like the ones who ruined this little boy's life.

Now is the time to rededicate ourselves to the line in the sand drawn by President George W. Bush: "You are either with us, or you are with the terrorists."

I know it's too much to expect the President-elect to maintain this standard. But those of us who still recognize evil can further our own resolve to stand against it.

Class Act

Samir Sumaida'ie, Iraqi Ambassador to the US, delivers a well met and classy respose to idiot code-pinkers requests to free the shoe thrower.



I've been ignoring the usual whorish suspects in the MSM and the left at large as they have postured to express their support Muntadhar al-Zeidi. To support such a man is a far greater self-inflicted insult than anything I could lob their way. But when someone distinguishes himself with such fine words, as Mr. Sumaida'ie has done, it is deserving of praise. Well done sir.

Oh, turns out that al-Zeidi has the hots for Mookie Al-Sadr. In other words, he's a terrorist supporter. Not just your run-of-the-mill Iraqi off the street, expressing a common sentiment. But the MSM props him up, as they prop up the fable that Iraqis universally believe that they were better off under Saddam and that George W. Bush has ruined their lives. Remember the good old days, when the Hussein boys would drag Iraqi women off to their rape chambers, or when Saddam would extract confessions from the alleged disloyal by torturing their children in front of the parents' eyes? Shame on you, Mr. Bush. Shame.

All A-Twitter

Been having fun dialoging with and following some great people at twitter.com. You can find me at twitter.com/gswhite71

Snow on the Strip...

Yet another sign that Global Warming is going to kill us all.

Joseph Sangl

Went to see this guy do a financial seminar at my church yesterday. Great guy, lot of fun, lots of great advice.

One way to return debt reduction into a game is with Joe Sangl's House Payoff Spectacular. Here's an example. This is going up on the fridge shortly.

Hopefully it's catching...

Wow, you mean some good political news from my neck of the woods? Whoopie.

The Star Wars Birthday

My middle child turns six in a few days and we had his birthday party today. We generally do our kids parties at home, because that's generally what we can afford. When you see a handful of six year olds running around screaming, having the time of their lives, it kinda makes you feel smart that you didn't blow a couple hundred bucks on a Chuck E Cheese party.

My son woke up this morning with a big ol' smile and greeted me with "today is the day I get PRESENTS!!!"

The theme of the party was Star Wars. A few lighlights.

Darth Vader and Yoda Cake


Pin the lightsaber on Darth Vader (illustrated by the birthday boy)


The birthday clone chillin' in the crib

JellyTelly

Just stumbled across the latest brainchild of Phil Vischer's Jellyfish Studios, JellyTelly.com

For a measly $3 a month, you can watch quality kid's Christian programming. Much of the material is made up of Vischer's own creations, such as puppet newsman Buck Denver, but Vischer says that he also plans to provide a forum for other up and coming Christian animators and storytellers. Vischer's goal is to use this forum to ensure that Christian kids have a solid biblical foundation and a strong identity in their faith before they leave home.

Check it out, and become a subscriber.

Holy Macaroni

IL Atty Gen Lisa Madigan (heretofore known to this blog as "Tori Spelling") has filed a petition to the state supreme court to remove G-Rod from office.

She said in her press conference that this in no way obviates impeachment proceedings. It's just to get his butt out of the chair pronto.

Over time, I have found my level of respect for the AG to be on the gradual uptick. I must say this action impresses me--for now. The caviat is the rumor that Pat Quinn will name Madigan as Obama's replacement to the US Senate once he assumes command.resignation. That would honk me off considerably. There needs to be a special election for that seat.

The Net Gets Wider

The forty bajillion dollar question right now is, who besides G-Rod is going to prison?

From what I've learned from observing Pat Fitzgerald in recent years, I would say that right now Jessie Jackson Jr. stands a better than 50% chance. J.J.Jr. rushed to a microphone as soon as it was to be learned that he was "Senate Candidate No. 5." Of course, he denies any wrongdoing, and vehemently denies having sent an "emissary" with a promise of 1.5MM to G-Rod in exchnage for Obama's senate seat. Maybe he's telling the truth, maybe not. But something (perhaps all of the reporters and newspaper editors screaming for J.J.Jr. to be more forthcoming) leads me to believe that, even if he was unaware of the specifics of this deal, he was certainly up to something that he doesn't want us to know about. And trying to keep a secret from the Special Prosecutor is a bad, bad idea. J.J.Jr. will have to be verrrrrrrry careful when he goes on record before the US Attorneys. If he gives them any reason to think he's not been completely honest with them, he absolutely will go to jail.

But the plot thickens. Jessie Jackson Sr. feels the need to make it known that he was not the "emissary." What might Papa Jackson know and when might he have known it? The thought of Jessie Jackson having to spill his guts to the Feds--and any number of things that we might learn about "the reverend" in the process--is almost too delicious to comprehend.

And then there's Rahm "no questions" Emanuel, the President-elect's right hand guy. Kind of funny, when an Illinois feller who is thisclose to Obama doesn't have anything to say about the greatest scandal to rock the Land of Lincoln in his lifetime, no? Which by the way, involves his new boss's old job? Care to comment, Mr. Emanuel? Fugheddaboutit.

A word to the wise: People who come clean sooner get paroled faster.

Now back to Blago

This guy was trying to sell the vacant senate seat? In November? After Levine's testemony? After which Blago's indictment was already a virtual certainty? What was this guy smoking?

Of COURSE They Knew...

Jonah Goldberg on the "stunning revelation" that Fannie and Freddie knew that their lending practices would lead to disaster well over a year ago.

Of course they knew that their lending practices were unsound. They still felt the barrel of the gun that the Clinton administration had put to their collective heads. They were doing what they had been instructed to do.

In light of this "revelation," I'm sure that there will be inquiries and hearings with much consternation and outrage from Democrats. Which will be like a coven of foxes demanding to know why the henhouse was left unprotected. It will be amusing to see whether or not Barney "the Kickback King" Frank looks down his nose and Fan/Fred execs in feigned outrage. That will seem slightly less hypocritical than Jamie "the Wallbuilder" Gorelick demanding answers on the 9-11 Commission. Maybe.

Maybe they can bring back the Poliburo sedan...

So it wasn't just a bad dream that the government is going to take an ownership stake in the big 3.

And the thing that troubles me is the CEOs of the auto industry seem to be okay with this. They're fine with government intrusion in the running of their businesses, so long as they get the dough. Pathetic.

And now, a brief interlude...

From the earth shattering Blagojevich scandal.

This is precisely why I take great pains to teach my children American history. They will learn of American exceptionalism, and they will take pride in from whence they cometh. They will learn that this country, warts, sins and all, is still the greatest country in the history of mankind, to the praise and glory of God. They will not be citizens of the world, they will not defer to foreign powers but will recognize this nation's sovereignty. They will be Americans.

Oh My Word.

The Feds have arrested Blago.

I knew this was coming. I didn't realize it was going to happen so soon.

A million questions abound, on how this effects everything from the President-elect to George Ryan and all points in between. More later.

The Clintons Were Conservatives?

Liberals are all fired up over all of those rabid right-wing Clinton Administration retreads that Obama has recruited.

Not the least of them that Hillary, mind you. She makes Pat Buchannan look like Richard Simmons.

Screwed Again

Sorry Ronnie.

The veteran's commitee has no soul.

Gasoline

While filling up my Acura Integra for less than $16 the other night, my first thought was, "jeepers it's cold out here!"

My second thought was "Boy, it would be nice if gas is this still cheap when the economy turns around." This quaint illusory gave me a hearty chuckle as I replaced the nozzle and screwed the gas cap down.

We could have $1.50/gallon gasoline, every day. It would be easy as pie. Our country is sitting on petroleum reserves three times those of Saudi Arabia. We can get it quickly, cleanly, efficiently, and with little impact to the environment. But no. We're not allowed to go after it. It must remain in the ground, doing nobody any good. And we must enjoy this temporary respite in gas prices while it lasts.

And we're somehow supposed to believe that it's good that things are this way. That it's right. That it is somehow the moral thing, just desserts, that we've been subjected to outrageously, economically crippling gas prices this past year. It's our penance. For driving gas guzzling SUVs. For being wasteful. For being American. For existing. We can't have permanently cheap gas, in spite of the technological ease through which we could bring this about, because we don't deserve it. Thus sayeth, in essence, the liberals in Washington.

This irrational rationale usually comes in the form of some snivelling, vaguely effeminate voice that whines "well after all, they pay SO much more for their gas in Europe."

Let me put this as politely as I can possibly conjure: I don't give a rat's sphincter what they pay for gas in Europe. It's not my problem how much gas costs in Europe. I'm not buying gas in Europe. I'm buying it here. And I want it CHEAP.

To paraphrase that great American political scientist, Ferris Buhler: I'm not European, I don't plan on being European... so who gives a crap if they're socialists? They could be fascist anarchists and it still wouldn't change the fact that my gas is too expensive.

Letter to the Royal Academy of Brussels

The much noted peals of delight with which the olfactorily delicate Harry Reid greeted the newly completed Capitol Visitors Center immediately came to mind when earlier today I stumbled across this gem by Benjamin Franklin. Written circa 1781 to the Royal Academy, Franklin lampooned the high-falootin' nature of the Academy's annual scientific challenge/contest by posing a much more practical throwdown. Would that some bright mind had risen to Ben's challenge. To think of all those cruel years Mr. Reid could have been spared.

The text:

Letter to the Royal Academy of Brussels
An Electronic Edition
Benjamin Franklin 1706-1790
Original Source: Benjamin Franklin, "Letter to the Royal Academy of Brussels" In Franklin, Benjamin. The Bagatelles from Passy. Ed. Lopez, Claude A. New York: Eakins Press. 1967

Copyright 2005. This text is freely available provided the text is distributed with the header information provided.

To the Royal Academy of * * * * GENTLEMEN,

I Have perused your late mathematical Prize Question, proposed in lieu of one in Natural Philosophy, for the ensuing year, viz. "Une figure quelconque donnée, on demande d'y inscrire le plus grand nombre de fois possible une autre figure plus-petite quelconque, qui est aussi donnée". I was glad to find by these following Words, "l'Académie a jugee que cette découverte, en étendant les bornes de nos connoissances, ne seroit pas sans UTILITE", that you esteem Utility an essential Point in your Enquiries, which has not always been the case with all Academies; and I conclude therefore that you have given this Question instead of a philosophical, or as the Learned express it, a physical one, because you could not at the time think of a physical one that promis'd greater Utility. 2.

Permit me then humbly to propose one of that sort for your consideration, and through you, if you approve it, for the serious Enquiry of learned Physicians, Chemists, &c. of this enlightened Age. It is universally well known, That in digesting our common Food, there is created or produced in the Bowels of human Creatures, a great Quantity of Wind. 3.

That the permitting this Air to escape and mix with the Atmosphere, is usually offensive to the Company, from the fetid Smell that accompanies it. 4.

That all well-bred People therefore, to avoid giving such Offence, forcibly restrain the Efforts of Nature to discharge that Wind. 5.

That so retain'd contrary to Nature, it not only gives frequently great present Pain, but occasions future Diseases, such as habitual Cholics, Ruptures, Tympanies, &c. often destructive of the Constitution, & sometimes of Life itself. 6.

Were it not for the odiously offensive Smell accompanying such Escapes, polite People would probably be under no more Restraint in discharging such Wind in Company, than they are in spitting, or in blowing their Noses. 7.

My Prize Question therefore should be, To discover some Drug wholesome & not disagreable, to be mix'd with our common Food, or Sauces, that shall render the natural Discharges of Wind from our Bodies, not only inoffensive, but agreable as Perfumes. 8.

That this is not a chimerical Project, and altogether impossible, may appear from these Considerations. That we already have some Knowledge of Means capable of Varying that Smell. He that dines on stale Flesh, especially with much Addition of Onions, shall be able to afford a Stink that no Company can tolerate; while he that has lived for some Time on Vegetables only, shall have that Breath so pure as to be insensible to the most delicate Noses; and if he can manage so as to avoid the Report, he may any where give Vent to his Griefs, unnoticed. But as there are many to whom an entire Vegetable Diet would be inconvenient, and as a little Quick-Lime thrown into a Jakes will correct the amazing Quantity of fetid Air arising from the vast Mass of putrid Matter contain'd in such Places, and render it rather pleasing to the Smell, who knows but that a little Powder of Lime (or some other thing equivalent) taken in our Food, or perhaps a Glass of Limewater drank at Dinner, may have the same Effect on the Air produc'd in and issuing from our Bowels? This is worth the Experiment. Certain it is also that we have the Power of changing by slight Means the Smell of another Discharge, that of our Water. A few Stems of Asparagus eaten, shall give our Urine a disagreable Odour; and a Pill of Turpentine no bigger than a Pea, shall bestow on it the pleasing Smell of Violets. And why should it be thought more impossible in Nature, to find Means of making a Perfume of our Wind than of our Water? 9.

For the Encouragement of this Enquiry, (from the immortal Honour to be reasonably expected by the Inventor) let it be considered of how small Importance to Mankind, or to how small a Part of Mankind have been useful those Discoveries in Science that have heretofore made Philosophers famous. Are there twenty Men in Europe at this Day, the happier, or even the easier, for any Knowledge they have pick'd out of Aristotle? What Comfort can the Vortices of Descartes give to a Man who has Whirlwinds in his Bowels! The Knowledge of Newton's mutual Attraction of the Particles of Matter, can it afford Ease to him who is rack'd by their mutual Repulsion, and the cruel Distensions it occasions? The Pleasure arising to a few Philosophers, from seeing, a few Times in their Life, the Threads of Light untwisted, and separated by the Newtonian Prism into seven Colours, can it be compared with the Ease and Comfort every Man living might feel seven times a Day, by discharging freely the Wind from his Bowels? Especially if it be converted into a Perfume: For the Pleasures of one Sense being little inferior to those of another, instead of pleasing the Sight he might delight the Smell of those about him, & make Numbers happy, which to a benevolent Mind must afford infinite Satisfaction. The generous Soul, who now endeavours to find out whether the Friends he entertains like best Claret or Burgundy, Champagne or Madeira, would then enquire also whether they chose Musk or Lilly, Rose or Bergamot, and provide accordingly. And surely such a Liberty of Expressing one's Scent-iments, and pleasing one another, is of infinitely more Importance to human Happiness than that Liberty of the Press, or of abusing one another, which the English are so ready to fight & die for. — In short, this Invention, if compleated, would be, as Bacon expresses it, bringing Philosophy home to Mens Business and Bosoms. And I cannot but conclude, that in Comparison therewith, for universal and continual UTILITY, the Science of the Philosophers abovementioned, even with the Addition, Gentlemen, of your "Figure quelconque" and the Figures inscrib'd in it, are, all together, scarcely worth a FART-HING. 10.

Give the gift of death!

Can you think of a better way to remember the birth of the Christ child than to give one of these? [H/T porembskiponderosa]

Order by December 9th and they'll throw in one of these!***



***Disclamor: the photograph and the sentence above it do in fact together comprise the literary device known as satire. Any suggestion that Planned Parenthood would send you a baby in a T shirt (if you order your gift certificate before december 9th or for any other reason) is meant in jest, and is not in any way meant to be taken seriously, as a statement of fact, or in any other way that would incite the hotheads at PP to litigation. Why, the very idea that Planned Parenthood would send you a baby in a t-shirt like the one above is preposterous on its face. For one thing, the t-shirt is intended to convey open mockery of and expose the flawed moral logic of the position upon which Planned Parenthood has come to depend in order to make a buck; secondly, the intended humor of the satirical device as depicted above in part depends on the presupposition that Planned Parenthood would be sending you a live baby, and we all know how Planned Parenthood feels about live babies. The proprietor of this humble establishment would never insult the integrity of Planned Parenthood by suggesting that they feel otherwise.

THANK. YOU. JESUS.

Saxby Chambliss wins re-election.