Mrs Twigg Stumbles.
Nah, she generally, tequila allowing, walks in a straight line and her diction is moderately clear ... for an American, from the South.
No, she like to use "Stumbleupon", and today she hit paydirt!
We exist, on Daily Kos, in a reality based community. Well we try to with varying degrees of success. Sometimes it takes us a little while to get there but we do try.
Anyway, certain ideas, phrases, language are frowned upon, and rightly so. It can get too much and we have been witness to many epic rants over the years. The one I just linked is probably the best known, but there have been many, many others.
In these times of polarised politics, when the Liberals subsidise the poorer states to a fabulous degree, and then they are shown a little less than gratitude for their efforts it is tempting to fire back.
We don't, fire back, well not often because Mississippi and Maine, Louisiana and California ... we are all Americans and we help each other. It's the American Way.
But it burns. You wanna hit them where it hurts. Slap them silly until they quit being turkeys voting for Thanksgiving and dragging the rest of the country down with them.
Sometimes you want to rant about it. I do, and I'm not the only one.
Mrs Twigg "stumbled upon" someone who did just that back in 2004, and the rant, however politically incorrect is simply EPIC.
When I rant I want to rant like this, and I apologise if this is something y'all have seen before but I had to share
:: looks around :: ... This is Facebook? Isn't it?
A couple of tasty excerpts to encourage a more thorough reading:
And the next time Florida gets hit by a hurricane you can come crying to us if you want to, but you're the ones who built on a fucking swamp. "Let the Spanish keep it, it’s a shithole," we said, but you had to have your fucking orange juice.
Who do you think those wig-wearing lacy-shirt sporting revolutionaries were? They were fucking blue-staters, dickhead. Boston? Philadelphia? New York? Hello? Think there might be a reason all the fucking monuments are up here in our backyard?