Yes, we all get it.
The National Review, Hannity, Limbaugh, Coulter, Red State, ad nauseum (literally) have decided to wage relentless war against everything you stand for. They will do so without posing any intelligent alternatives; they will concentrate on minutia (the Presidential Oath); they will partition their thought processes to wean out any shame for hypocrisy. We all get it.
But as addictive it is to you in order to meet your daily amazement quota constantly by "monitoring" these folks, wouldn't it better for you to simply jab a pencil into your eye? It is past time for a moratorium on monitoring the loony right in order to curb your resultant outrage. And there's more ....
I am not immune to the disease. I falter, much like Obama's cigarette slippage. My car radio no longer zeroes in on the stations which carry the self-righteous rumblings of the right. But somehow, every once in a while my subconscious and my very own fingers somehow pop up these purveyors of political pornography. My Internet site review is better now at blocking my eyes from seeing references to the latest JLo mind loss, or the National Enquier-like "analysis" put out by other ultra-conservatives "thinkers".
And I know dollars to Dunkin Donuts that many of these folks seem friend-less, relationship-challenged (think of Mark Levin and the comfort and joy he must give to HIS loved ones). So I have come to the conclusion that much of what we hear and read from many of them is like the dirty little notes of the kid who gets pushed around in school, maybe doesn't understand his sexuality, and needs to strike out because reaching out never worked for him or her (Ms. Coulter, are you listening?).
So how about that moratorium? Almost nothing they say will change ANYTHING in the next few years. The mistattements, the lies, even the unpatriotic hatred of our government and its leaders won't. So I say, lay off - just go cold turkey. When you fail, and you will, just go cold turkey again. As an alternative, sharpen some pencils and get your eye ready.
If I can save just a few of you from this life-shortening, joy-robbing behavior it will be worthwhile. Meanwhile, I have just removed my car radio and had my wife tape my wrists to the desk.