Thursday, October 19, 2006

File Under: Police Dog Whistle Politics



Hey kids! Step right up and take “The Racist Challenge”!

In a morally-blind taste test, four out of five Klansmen could not tell the difference -- shot-for-shot and word for word -- between this ad

created 16 years ago to help re-elect Racist Republican Pustule #1, Jesse Helms,


And the first part of this ad

from one month ago.

Can you?

And when you’re done, for a refreshing after-taste-test palate cleanser, read this bit of ugliness from the candidate who ran Ad Number Two…

By MIKE BAKER, Associated Press Writer Tue Oct 17, 9:24 PM ET
WINSTON-SALEM, N.C. - U.S. Rep. Brad Miller (news, bio, voting record) chuckled through most of the first debate with his Republican challenger, who led a tense and often awkward

Vernon Robinson, who has run a series of brash advertisements about the two-term Democratic congressman, charged that Miller wants to import homosexuals to the United States and supported scientific studies that would pay teenage girls to watch pornography.

"Those are San Francisco values, not North Carolina values," said Robinson, repeating a common theme of his campaign.

A bemused Miller countered by blasting Robinson for a campaign mailer that implicitly suggested the congressman was gay and criticized Miller for being "childless." Miller's wife had a hysterectomy more than two decades ago.

"It's clear that Vernon Robinson is obsessed with sex," Miller said after the 40-minute debate, which also touched on issues ranging from Iraq to North Korea to illegal immigration.

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Robinson, a former university business professor, began his political career in 1988 with an unsuccessful run for the state Senate. He's entered about a dozen races for office, including North Carolina superintendent of public instruction, the state House and his local board of education.

Robinson's deep conservative convictions helped him win a spot on the Winston-Salem City Council in 1997. While he earned re-election four years later, he was ousted last year after he erected a 1-ton monument of the Ten Commandments in front of city hall.


If you were wondering what that tremendous thunderclap was, that was the sound of every sketch comedy writer's jaw simultaneously hitting the ground.

Because the only difference between the two ads is that Vernon Robinson is black, and with this sort of bestial horror now being aired as a “serious” ad, there is no room left out past the Tasteless Warning Track for parody anymore.

Like Gay-Hating Mehlmans and Democrat-hating Liebercrats, Robinson is part of that irredeemably crippled “Fo’ Rent 2%” the Party of God works so hard to harvest from the emotional sewers in which they spawn and rage.

Creatures all driven by such an overpowering sense of self-loathing -- who crave the approval of people who mock and despise them like a junkie craves the spike –- that at their Master’s whim they will gratefully lick the spittle off the boots of their oppressors and gleefully knife their own in the back.

They are useful myrmidons of the Radical Right. Existential cannon fodder that make up the “blind and remorselessly loyal” camp followers of the Party of Falwell and Lott, Limbaugh and Helms, Tancredo and Santorum, Thurmond and Coulter.

Because what can one say about any man who runs proudly as “the black Jesse Helms” except of course such a pathologically damaged freak is a Republican.

What else could possibly he be?

Although his campaign is, in its own grotesque way, a thing of beauty.

Like ebola or Toby Keith, it's a "noumenal" object. From the opening – pilfered directly from decomposed bile ducts of Jesse Helms -- to flag burning, to it’s ominous invocation of “San Fran Sis Co” (the county seat of all that is Queer, Unholy and Destroying White Christian Murrika) it is a kind of final purification of the form.

A straight grain distillation of Evil Loco almost to its theoretical fucktard limit; to the point past which you literally cannot pack even one more bugfuck crazy bigot stereotype in sideways.

And then coupled with the "importing gays" stuff? And implying his opponent likes boys because he is childless during the "debate"?

Perfection.

Short of holding “Skeet Shooting Babies for Jebus” Republican fundraisers on the graves of Goodwin, Schwerner and Cheney, it is genuinely hard to imagine how much more rabidly insane the Republican “Rock The Hate” drive could get before they just start showing up at people’s houses and bayoneting anyone there who listens to NPR or can count to twenty with their socks on.

The tragedy is that it’ll work.

Not turn the tide or anything, but this 60-second hate-gasm obediently jizzed out by yet another despicable GOP House Negro gives a few hundred thousand mouthbreathers something else to triumphantly point to as “proof” that they are Right and people who don’t name their kids Nathan Bedford Hitler and raise them like Tim McVeigh Brand Veal in wingnut madrasses out of some perverted sense of “pride” are Wrong.

On the plus side, with all the honorable men and women long since centrifuged out of the GOP, and all the nation’s ideological CHUDS now conveniently packed into a single Party for easy collection, it makes the job of the Soylent Green pickup vans ever so much simpler.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

As exquisitely savage as ever, Drifty. Also, thanks for using "Jebus" to indicate that you're speaking of the unintentionally blasphemous Mad Right version of my Teacher rather than the genuine article. :)

Anonymous said...

"IT'S FUCKTARDS! SOYLENT GREEN IS FUCKTARDS!"

Anonymous said...

You'll be perhaps surprised, and undoubtedly tickled, to know that Mike Krempasky, one of the founders of the conservative site RedState.com, announced here in Greensboro at ConvergeSouth this past weekend that for the first time in his life, he was endorsing a Democrat: Robinson's opponent, Brad Miller. He wasn't equivocating and he wasn't joking.

So I'd say Vernon's toast.

Mister Roboto said...

"IT'S FUCKTARDS! SOYLENT GREEN IS FUCKTARDS!"

Al Bundy (while chomping on a Soylent Green sandwhich at an outdoor food-stand): I was wondering why this sandwhich tasted faintly of bile...

Anonymous said...

DG- you've reached a new electron-shell of prose. I bow to your efforts.

driftglass said...

US Blues,
Far too kind.
If you click 'em both quickly and run them one next to the other, it really starts out as exactly the same commercial. Eerie and sickening.