It's probably already a moot point for me to think about discretion in blogging. I'm sure I've already typed enough ridiculous vitriol to easily torpedo any future political career I might ponder. so curbing my language at this point is just casting pearls before swine, one might say. But still, wishing death and destruction upon people I don't like is probably a general no-no, and it is that sentiment that caused me to wish only anal violation upon Pat Robertson, and not an assassin's bullet.

So it is with that same temperance that I run right up to the edge of a fatwah against people like Howard Kaloogian, who say ridiculous crap like “I have a question that I want the media to begin asking Cindy Sheehan: How many more American soldiers are going to die because you are giving hope and encouragement to our enemies?” I will unclench my white knuckles from this baseball bat and think twice about taking it to the streets because I know deep down you must be afflicted with some kind of fetal oxygen deprivation syndrome. You haven't the mental capacity to realize that the person in Crawford, TX who's inspiring terrorists worldwide isn't Cindy Sheehan (someone I disagree with, for the record, and who really isn't the best mouthpiece we lib'ruhls coulda come up with), but wears a stupid hat and says “folks” a lot. You can't possibly accept that notion any more readily than you can realize that terrorist bombings in London and Madrid shoot gaping holes in the whole “Taking the fight to the terrorists so they can't bring tht fight to us” theory. And you who support the “noble cause” of a new constitution for Iraqis would be so eager to shit on our own constitution with your smearing of anything dissident and support of a flag burning ban amendment.

I really promise not to blog about how Pat Robertson should assassinate you, because I'm not nearly angry enough. Seriously.

Terribly ironic addendum: Apparently the Dutch have a very successful political party called the Christian Democrats, and they have a problem with reality TV. I think I just sprung a huge political boner. Where's my passport?



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