Monday, June 08, 2009

Sunday Morning Comin’ Down


"The Newt Of Islam" Edition

Oor story so far...

Believe it or not, the latest, madcap attempt by President Gingrich (one of the true modern pioneers in the contemporary uses of bigotry and calculatedly divisive, volatile language) to slither back into power involves picking the most politically opportune religion that'll give him a membership card, and then using it's edition of the Bible as an ideological sniper's nest.

Bwahahah.

Shit, if Newt suddenly learned he could wring some heavy political jelly out of the Nation of Islam, by sundown tomorrow there would be a bow tie permanently tattooed to his throat,

a talking bean pie banner ad on his American Solutions website, and he would have just finished administering the first of many, enthusiastic, public reacharounds to Louis Farrakhan.

Unfortunately my Sabbath musings about just what sort of imbecile could possibly be taken in by this sleazy, openly power-horny demagogue were interrupted by the 759th consecutive weekly Villager Spelunk-a-thon into the festering interior of

President Gingrich's pagan-hatin' head.

4 comments:

Michael Hart said...

"...heavy political jelly"

Even if you could hold your nose long enough to sink all the way to the bottom of the gene pool where the newt 'nads fester and breed, why would you want to.

There really are some mysteries we should just walk away from, aye, Peggy? That doesn't mean this puffy pretender shouldn't be ground underfoot like a kitchen roach... with extreme prejudice.

Roket said...

At first I thought that was a picture of Capt Kangaroo, then I decided it was a picture of a train conductor on his way to Planet Oblivion.

Cirze said...

But who else would buy what he's selling?

And experience tells him that the numbers of such are legion (if only he can appeal to them in just the right way).

just what sort of imbecile could possibly be taken in by this sleazy, openly power-horny demagogue

S

P.S. Nice job on the PS. He can run, but he can't hide.

Anonymous said...

Yes, it feels so good to thave "3 wife Newt" beat me over the head with his New Testament.
Tonight, I will sacrafice a goat in his honor.