So Michelle Obama said something the Freepers don't like and they're inventing mean names for her.
So Barack Obama borrowed some bon mots from a buddy and Little Green Footballs smells blood in the water.
So Red State and Rush want Hillary to win because they think they can beat her.
So. What.
You there, with your finger on the pulse of the American Taliban, sitting in a puddle of your own urine and wringing your sweaty hands: get a grip.
I know you're not used to being in this situation. I know the smell of victory is foreign to you. I know that the prospect of a woman or a black man in the Oval Office is so intoxicating that you fear you'll wake up from the dream, but it is real.
You're a Democrat, it's 2008, and you have the wind at your back. The only way we can collectively fuck this up is to start taking our cues from the magykal fascistical clusterfuckmagorium of the wingnutosphere.
So what if they find Michelle Obama's remarks scandalous? Peace, love and understanding make these Orcs vomit. Do you understand?
So what if they think they can exploit Barack Obama's so-called "plagiarism?" In the span of two years, their party has enthusiastically fallen in line behind child molesters, puppet regimes, war criminals, tortures and torture-enablers, traitors, domestic eavesdroppers, and all other manner of scofflaw.
You don't bite your fingernails to the cuticles worrying about whether their indignation has legs. You tell them to shove their red herrings and spittle-flecked accusations right up their ass.
I can't believe how much weenified pantywaist nonsense I've read on this site today. These braying nincompoops took you by surprise somehow? They bray, that's what nincompoops do. Their brayings hold in them as much meaning as the odd toenail clipping session. Their words and thoughts are dead cells, sloughing off the body as dead cells do, and they don't need to be ruminated upon, unless you have nothing better to do than chew toenails.
Now. Repeat after me:
- My team is winning. We're really winning.
- My team will continue to play smashmouth offense -- and when necessary,
smart defense.
- That shiny thing on Free Republic is really just another fresh-made turd.
- My time is not worth wasting on turds, fresh-made or otherwise.
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So. What.
There. Feel better? I do.
Oh, and another thing: those of you who cite prevailing winds on Free Republic or Red State or LGF as a reason why the candidate you DON'T support is unelectable have a special ring of Hell waiting just for you.
Just don't.