Wednesday, June 29, 2005

The Rude Pundit Has Taken the Day Off, So it's Up to Me
(Warning--the following post contains explicit language, because sometimes nothing says "fuck off" like the words "fuck off.")

Jesus H. Christ. A Republican congressman told CNN this morning that Saddam Hussein was involved in 9/11, and when the CNN anchor told him there was no evidence of it, he corrected her. "I'm sorry, but you haven't looked in the right places."

Like, for example, up the Congressman's own ass, because that's clearly where he got his evidence.

What is wrong with these people? What color is the sky in their world? How long can you keep lying before your tongue simply snaps off its roller? And if it's not a lie--if the guy actually believes Saddam was involved in 9/11, all evidence to the contrary--then he's a mental case who needs treatment for obsessive/compulsive disorder or something.

I realize this single joker is merely one spectacularly stupid specimen, but if there was a caucus of dumb on the Republican side of the aisle, he wouldn't be alone. In the aggregate, the Republican members of the House of Representatives are their own best argument for legalized abortion, made retroactive wherever possible. That our fellow citizens have placed such superlative dipshits in high office is enough to make even the most optimistic person abandon all hope. As for those of us who are not optimistic to begin with, well, it's time to resume drinking with both hands and wait for the end. A country where such rampant dumbassitude passes for leadership deserves its eventual fate on history's shitpile.

And we will end up on history's shitpile eventually, because the current generation of damn fools keeps breeding new idiots who will grow up to be just as stupid as their parents. Max Blumenthal covered the College Republicans' national convention for The Nation this week, and discovered plenty of privileged weenie boys (and girls) twisting themselves into self-justifying knots explaining why they aren't signing up to fight the goddamn war that all of them think is such a good idea. Earth to Fraternity/Sorority Row: your mothers or your little sisters in high school can organize "Support the Troops Day." Grownups go and fight in wars--and furthermore, real grownups don't ask others to do anything they won't do themselves. So either enlist--or shut the fuck up.

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