Thursday, October 26, 2006

Pity the Poor Christopath


This is what they were promised thirty years ago.

And this

is who and what they got.

Because as their vision was utterly despicable, so the results were utterly predictable.

They got played by hucksters and liars and criminals who danced them up to the top of the mountain and promised them the Kingdoms of the Earth, then razored out their pockets and booted them out into space. They got punked on a truly epic scale, and worst of all, everybody in the known Universe but them saw it coming like a St. Patrick's Day parade down Michigan Avenue at noon.

No wonder they're super ooper duper cranky these days.

So here, as a public service, is a short tutorial on how to console your Christopath friends and acquaintances



in this, the looming political midnight of their tiny, hateful souls.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

best television smackdown EVER!

God if only the Democrats had the guts to publicly shame these modern day pharisees.

Anonymous said...

I, for one, really like the picture of falwell backed by a country flag. These 'pig people', if I may borrow one of your apt phrases Mr.DG, are always, in vain, attempting to link the finite with the infinite.

This has always disturbed me. I'm not a fan of pride nor vanity which are two of their biggest attributes.

skunqesh said...

A fictional smack down is nice, but delivering the goods for real will take much more work.

I'm stupidfied it hasn't already happened ten times over. That long, overdue moment when the scoundrels are shown the door, when the proverbial Joe Welch finally can't stand one more minute and grows a spine. That moment's been trotted out many many times, and always bears repeating:

"Until this moment, Senator, I think I never really gauged your cruelty or your recklessness. Let us not assassinate this lad further, Senator, you've done enough. Have you no sense of decency, sir? At long last, have you left no sense of decency?"

We keep asking that one, even when we already know the answer.

Anonymous said...

I love that scene.

skunqesh, I always like this one...

Quo usque tandem abutere, Catilina, patientia nostra? Quam diu etiam furor iste tuus nos eludet?

Anonymous said...

"Sitting on a House bench/Eyeing teen page boys with bad intent..."

Mister Roboto said...

God if only the Democrats had the guts to publicly shame these modern day pharisees.

They're too busy sitting on their hands, staring off into space, and burbling amiably.

Miss Cellania said...

Wow. Thats enough to make me want to go back to watching television. Maybe not, the best stuff always winds up in the net anyway. I'll be passing this clip around!

Anonymous said...

Sublime.

Anonymous said...

heya justyou,
indeed - the answer to the first is: "Until I have it all. Mwahhahahhh!"
The second question kinda depends upon the outcome next month. even then, madness is sure to continue.

(& subplant Joe Liberehominis for Cataline, and you've gotta remix)
cheers
-skunq

Pursey Tuttweiler said...

Why in the hell does this only occur in TV fiction? We need someone strong enough in real life to do this, just like Gay Veteran said.