The fact that my previous "Choice Words" diary actually warrants a sequel is kinda sad. I mean, back when Allen West was simply bastardizing Hollywood bastardizations of history in order to sell his political talking points (i.e: 300 and The Last Samurai on the topic of women and Planned Parenthood), it was a point where he had already descended on a hazardous downward slope right into outright self-parody. Were he not an elected official, this guy would be the perfect caricature for an episode of South Park, Family Guy or American Dad. Unfortunately, he holds office, and considering how very red his district is, that may not change any time soon.
The part where this individual goes from parody to downright offensive was when he addressed a crowd of Republican guests at the GOP Lincoln Day Dinner in Palm Beach.
'This is a battlefield that we must stand upon and we need to let president Obama, Harry Reid, Nancy Pelosi and my dear friend, the chairman of the democrat national committee, we need to let them know that Florida is not on the table. Take your message of equality of achievement, take your message of economic dependency, and take your message of enslaving the entrepreneurial will and spirit of the American people somewhere else. You can take it to Europe, you can take it to the bottom of the sea, you can take it to the North Pole, but get the hell out of the United States of America.'
Really? You're resorting to "GOP or GTFO?" You're also trying to make the claim, sarcastic or not, that Rep. Wasserman-Schultz is your "dear friend," only to follow up with this metric ton of tripe? Congressman, pull your head out of your ass. Really, I mean this. You apparently spend the majority of your days with it shoved so far up there that daylight, reality and decency really are foreign concepts to you. What's worse is that this seems to be a long standing problem dating back to your miserable tenure in this nation's military. Just do us all a favor: Find some dark hole to climb in and rot there in obscurity. It's not like it'll be much different from where your head is now except for the simple fact that you will no longer be of any harm or embarrassment to the country who's flag your parade around in your rhetoric and who's ideals you tarnish irrevocably by your very existence. In a country where a person, or an approximate facsimile thereof in your case, is ideally judged by the content of their CHARACTER, you have been found disastrously wanting.
Speaking of character, or a lack thereof, let's shine the spotlight on one Newt Gingrich. Oh, good grief, Newt Gingrich. How can I sum up just how despicable he is? His constant kvetching and bemoaning about "food stamps." His constant use of the phrase "Food Stamp President" to describe Barack Obama. And yet, never before, NOT ONCE is this bastard on record referring to any other president (even another Democratic president) by these terms. He hollers about how "the Black community should demand paychecks instead of food stamps" and how "inner city youths can learn real work ethic by working as janitors." When called out on this by, of all people, Juan Williams, and asked whether or not he can see the plainly OVERT racial under and overtones this type of rhetoric carries he says with a straight face:
"No, I don't see it."
That, one can only surmise, is because you disgraced former Speaker Gingrich are so blinded by your own ego and your own (for want of better vocabulary) horseshit that the weaselly squint you sport in front of the camera is apparently permanent. Then there's the case of your rather famous proclivity for trading wives for the "younger, newer model." This, sir, speaks to your ethics. This speaks to the level of hypocrisy you betray whenever you talk of moral values. The same hypocrisy you betrayed to the world at large when you lead the crusade to impeach Bill Clinton. One tryst in the Oval Office, compared to you being on your third wife after outright cheating on the other two. To make things worse, you cheated on your first wife while she was suffering from cancer and tried to talk your second wife into an open relationship, thus crafting a way to excuse you cheating on her. When questioned about this by John King, you tried to turn your ire on him, much to the delight of the, admittedly, quite warped audience at the debate. Gingrich, whether or not we disagree on policy, I simply cannot muster up any real respect for you greatly because I can only see that your sanctimony not only colors your policy, but permeates and drips from it. The most tactful thing I can say to, you were we to ever meet face to face, would involve various four-letter expletives. So, now that I've grilled you on it, I dare you to try and cop your famous attitude with me, buster.
To you, Newt Gingrich and Allen West, you who have transcended merely being douche-kebabs and now reside amongst the foulest of human beings not even worth the cost of the base elements that compose the human body... To you, I simply have this to say:
Get out of politics, get over yourselves and Get Bent.