The Reagan Youth starting to take hold of the Party.
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Ach! Mein wasser ist gebroken!
Sweet baby Jebus!
I gotta quit reading this blog.
That's exactly who they (the whole party) are.
Heil Rover!
Suzan
Party? We're so there, candidate dude.
;>)
where is Leni Reifenstahl when you really need her
It's really starting to smell like Palin was chosen to take one for the team. What realistic expectation did she have of ascending in National politics prior to this?
There's little to no rational explanation for picking her unless as fodder for the media.
Could Palin be MeCain's Harriet Meirs?
They're scaring me.
Just to be picky :
The Hitler Jugend was for young males.
The girls had to join the Bund Deutcher Madel (or BdM).
It's seemed to me that she's McShitstain's Harriet Meiers, a stalking horse who will resign, in tears, to 'care for her kids', opening the way for Loserman, whom I predicted back LAST SUMMER would be Bombin' Johnnie's running-mate...
Fucking A!
Gott Mitt Uns! :o)
Of course, there's a few glitches showing up, now that it's come out that the nutcase right shoved Gov. Palin up John McCain's ass like she was a cute little anal suppository. :o)
But Woody; Short-ride Joe has the thingy of being somewhat pro-choice. :o)
and if McCain should sub him in now, all hell will break loose from the North-American-pit-viper- afficianado wing of the party.
When Palin was chosen, they went to bed happy in the thought that a vice-preznint who would gladly issue hunting licenses on anyone working at a women's abortion clinic was going to be one 72 year old heartbeat away from the Oval Office.
Now? Contradictions have arisen, and the McBush damage control posse is roaming the wilds of Alaska (and Juneau and Anchorage) like so many frantic wolverines, as we speak. :o)
Asked while visiting a Philly firehouse:
"Senator McCain? Was the Veep vetting process inadequate or incomplete?"
McCain: "The process was great. It was perfect"
$10 MILLION fundy dollars poured in with a strict no-refund policy. Nobody's looking at Twin Cities convention of less than zero ideas...
Shift, switch and SHAFT! Straight from the Rove handbook.
Oh, and Tanbark,
The damning pictures of Palin's past (and her daughter's) are now missing from the Great Sky Net. Lost. Like the files from Rover's computer.
The ImmoralMinority at blogspot, amazingly, has downloaded a few of them for our inspection and enjoyment. And no one should minimize (although I'm sure no one here does) what the designation of a conservative no-mind to the VP slot means to that swathe of voters who think Jebus has ordained the outcome (and "we'se all going to Heaven very soon!"). Any other experience requirements of the job would ruin the story for them.
The Rovetrain is barreling down the tracks with what is left of our democracy in its headlights.
Suzan
Suzan, you're as right as a...snake. (Okay. An UN-baptized snake...)
BUT! I swan, I do NOT believe that this B-grade flick the repubs are presenting to the nation will go down as anything but a lunatic charade, on top of the bloodier one in Iraq, with enough voters understanding that, to send it back to Mooseturd, AK.
Flying-Nun-cum-Gidget makes the political jump from mayor of Wasilla to wannabe gov. Kisses Ted Steven's as-yet-unindicted-ass enough to get the nod to run.
WINS!, because she is, at first, marginally less corrupt than the mean of Alaskan politics (Which is pretty fucking mean.) and because she's cute. And of course, because she's promised the oil companies to pave the roads which they want to put into the ANWR, with frozen polar bear carcasses, as God has clearly ordained.
But, she INSTANTLY begins to piss away hard-earned political capital by going after her sister's state trooper shithead of an ex, and then, when the Pub Safety Commish won't can him, instead, cans the Commish.
Makes sure she keeps in touch with the fundies who helped her get where she is.
Reminds them that God and Jaysus WANT the war in Iraq, and same thing with the new pipeline, and they should PRAY for the pipeline, or they'll starve like locust-plagued Egyptians.
Courageously speaks out on behalf of wealthy-but-limited-mobility northern-safari hunters who are tragically being denied the good, clean, fun, of shooting Alaska's bears and wolves from airplanes.
Wants to open up Katmai, with IT'S human-habituated brownies, so that well-to-do trophy seekers can get in for a good, CLOSE shot.
(This I would support, as long as they're using slingshots, or maybe, pellet guns.)
All of this does not go unnoticed by the beleaguered patriots in the lower 48. John McCain has finally been awarded his thigh-sweat-soaked opportunity to run for preznint, but is somewhat handicapped by the presence of the bodies of 4150 dead american servicemen and women hanging around his neck, and no end in sight.
His Lincolnesque speeches are drowned out by the sound of that $3 billion dollars a week whooshing out of the U.S. Treasury, and being horse-pissed into the Mesopotamian Desert.
He has also, in his dotage, developed a depressing habit (if you're a republican) of sticking his foot in his mouth up to his kneecap.
If the party of god is going to have a chance to perpetuate it's "Deliverance" rule of
"You bend 'im over, Lynwood, and I'll fuck 'im rite in the aysshole!"
then something must be done. The magical thrill of winning the closest presidential election in our history (5-4) has to be re-created.
So. Gidget gets vetted. Sorta-kinda. By the fat-cat flatearthers of the party known as
"The Center for National Policy".
Enthusiasm abounds. Handsome children adorn the introduction-podium from both families. (No Bridget; the little Bangaldeshi girl generously adopted by McCain and his wife. After South Cackalack in 2000, McCain doesn't want to push his luck.)
All is well.
Except...depressingly, it turns out that home-schooling your kids about the rights and responsibilities of fucking is not always as effective as having professionals do it in a classroom setting.
For some perverse reason, Jesus wouldn't impede that energetic little tadpole...the one swimming like Michael Phelps, and he touched the wall in record time.
Like, 72 hours after McCain picked his "abstinence only!" running mate. :o)
No shame to Bristol, but does Mom Sarah want other parents and children to experience unwanted pregnancies? (And if this one was wanted, by ANY of the principals, I'll buy a plane ticket to Kodiak Island and perform a free, un-anesthetized proctoscopic on the first 800 lb. brownie I see.)
So now it's rally round the veep-nominee time. And the ralliers (we now know...:o) ) have sent a team of "scientists" up to the scene of "Ice Station Sarah", to see just what else may be lurking under the ice up there.
No way of knowing, at this point, but we DO know that her aura of Jeanne D'arc of the North, has been highlighted a bit with the reality-brush.
And; Obama has opened up an 8 point lead. :o)
Um...hot chicks with douchebags, anyone?
Tanbark: "I do NOT believe that this B-grade flick the repubs are presenting to the nation will go down as anything but a lunatic charade"
really? REALLY? even after the 2004 election?!?!?!?
Gayvet; absolutely!
At that time Iraq still had some run-time left as the making-us-safer-war-on-terr, with a lot of amurkans stupid then, but not stupid enough to believe it now.
The independents have ripened on the tree, and are dropping into the tsunami basket. HUGE numbers of americans are mobilizing to vote in this election, and it's going to be a shock to the republicans to find out that they don't have enough Senators left for a good round-pound with the Senate pages, after November.
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