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Above: Dick (York)

Byron “Professor Wronghair” York, The So-Called Examiner:
Why did the press ignore the Van Jones scandal?

  • Not only does the meddling New York Times ignore our cooked-up scandals until they literally become news, but ooh, their hatred, their impudence in calling the Van Jones affair “a victory for Republicans and the Obama administration’s conservative critics,” when silence, you fools, it is a spontaneous victory for a Constitution under siege, mua-ha-ha-[snort]-haaa. Ah, but with puny Jones vanquished, they dare defy us no more.

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Notes:

1) So wait, maybe it’s necessary to look over his post to experience the full double-barreled assness of it, but has York been a grandiose, shit-twisting authoritarian this whole time, and merely pretending to be an upper-class twerp as envisioned by Branch Cabell? Was he merely affecting the fanciful winged hairdoesn’t that is his trademark, and that forces you each new time to imagine him running around naked with a flower basket at incredible speed, suggestive as it is of the Mercurio-Hermetic helmet of the FTD man and Jay Garrick, the so-called Golden Age Flash?

Or rather, is it just that it’s the biggo-thingo these days to be a slavering extremist, like how everyone was into Guitar Hero awhile ago, and next year all the people will be wearing a miniature toilet plunger suctioned onto their foreheads, so you should invest in my company that makes miniature toilet ear brushes, as in, it’s a miniature toilet brush that when they don’t expect it, you stick it in someone’s ear? The company is called UnCo because it’s not like boring corporate companies. ‘I’m an UnCo operative,’ reads the T-shirt. I mean no, seriously, what’s up with York lately?

2) It’s both typical and relevant that there were never any specific accusations leveled at Jones. As usual, the complaints weren’t about any definable offense against the law or public morals that he might have committed in the past, or that he might be liable to commit in the position of Green Jobs Czar. His three offenses of signing lawful and even conscionable 9/11 petitions, of being at one time a self-made communist (or really, of admitting it without regret), and of calling Republicans “assholes” were — to misapply a very specific term only slightly — ‘thoughtcrimes,’ or abstract breaches of an ideal conformity of belief and speech that’s defined not by what real people find genuinely offensive, but by the things that people imagine would offend others, especially others whose opinions are weighted by authority or power. More simply, it’s a conformity defined by the things for which a passive-aggressor can successfully claim offense.

Stripped of emotional ballast and pleadings, the accusations against Jones were simply that certain things he said and did looked suspicious, not of anything in particular, but of secret plotting in league with Obama, that superlatively suspicion-provoking man whose plots are continually being revealed, yet somehow never diminish in variety. The charge was that Jones seemed like the kind of person who would plot secretly against America somehow — or rather, “How can we be sure that Jones is not the kind of person who would somehow plot secretly against America?” (The answer, even pretending for the moment that the accusers wanted any questions answered, is that no one can ever prove any such thing, up to and even exceeding the need for certainty that Byron York is not the kind of person who would speed off tooting ‘shave and a haircut’ after driving a Mini Cooper through a synagogue on Yom Kippur and accidentally running over an oversized brocade handbag harboring an ill-tempered but beloved Pekingese.) Ah, suspicion.

The right-wing zealot begins each of these campaigns (or, more properly, is discharged upon each of them) by unleashing the Protean suspicion and presumption of bottomless guilt that is native to him — and that has so often been flattered by talk radio hosts, assorted TV pundits, manipulative bloggers, and so forth, that it no longer operates as a ‘suspicion’ of the maybe-x, maybe-y variety into which evidence can be introduced, but as a yet-unrequited foreknowledge spiked with anticipation, like if you’re pulling the ring on a can of Pringles suspecting that there’ll be Pringles inside, and you’re impatient for the being-right to occur, so that it can be added to your inner tally vs. the always-wrong hard-left liberal Nazi communists, who think they’re so [crunch] smart.

But then it can alternately be, and in fact generally is, more like you’re opening the top of the can suspecting that there’ll be Pringles inside, and awaiting rightness, when the can goes ‘bam!’ and is suddenly unrolled with dough coming out the spiral seam, and you go “Ohmygodwhatthe…!” and drop it on the floor, peeing a little in your pants before realizing it isn’t a Hamas pipe bomb, at which point you notice the little white Pillsbury dough guy on the can, and you know before even being told multiple times that it must be a plot, therefore a leftist plot, to mislabel Pringles cans with Pillsbury instant biscuit labels. Except patriots must have already started exposing the plot, because then they had to also do it the other way, so as we have just seen, certain Pringles cans have both the label and the inside switched, so heh, it is just as I was expecting, you communist Hitler lib-lefterals whom we will one day shoot into a pit dug by you with our legal firearms. I mean no, you did not dig the pit with our firearms, but the other way around.

It is the application of this gloating and self-rewarding suspicion to the task of juridical logic — logic in the sense of ‘creating a case’ for a desired conclusion — that is the means by which a primate of a competing family group who is politically or socially vulnerable can be ‘exposed’ as an enemy of the larger clan, and can be shamed and driven off through the ritualized behavior of thrashing branches and screaming — i.e. by force of majority and through a general suspicion of those suspected, as well as a general inclination among most primates toward siding in a conflict with the more popular contender.

At the commencement of the ritual, the aggressing primates enter en masse from the forest under the eyes of as many witnesses as possible, and separate their target from any allies or bystanders, surrounding him bodily while expressing worry and outrage at his presence, the females hugging their children to their breasts as though threatened, and the males feigning warning gestures, continuing this behavior as more spectators arrive while carefully preventing the target from leaving the circle or achieving a more favorable defensive position. The fear and warning cries become more intense and aggressive until a piece of ritualized ‘evidence’ is produced — a half-eaten fruit, a fingernail or toenail, a clump of hair — that in context seems darkly to suggest hidden misdeeds, otherness, a secret agenda. At this cue, a scream rises from the circle and the branch-thrashing and dust-throwing erupts as a general melee, directed toward the target but performed for maximum noise and spectacle. The frenzy ebbs and surges as new evidence is grabbed up and displayed — a handful of leaves, a stone, the bottom of a turtle shell, another stone, a dirt clod — until finally a handful of feces is produced and shown, then hurled at the target. The branch-thrashing and dust-throwing becomes sparse as more feces is produced by the aggressing primates, then by parts and then most of the audience. A calm arrives, turns mordant, and is blasted away by an excremental typhoon whose turbidities and Coanda jets catch the target and sweep him howling out of the circle in a random, fecal-pasted trajectory into the darkness of the forest, and once there out of sight and away.

And as his howls retreat into the distance, all the rest of the primates find themselves standing there steaming in the sun with one another’s shit splatted and nuggeted across skin and hair, flecked in eyes and snotted in noses and licked by stomach-heaving surprise on lips. But see, that never seems to slow them down the next time, is the moral, if any, of such a story.

 

Comments: 120

 
 
 

Isn’t Byron a man’s name?

 
 

and next year all the people will be wearing a miniature toilet plunger suctioned onto their foreheads

I knew those would come back. I got fourteen gross of ’em in my garage. I’m rich!!

 
 

Byron York: never known the touch of a woman.

 
 

The Yorkster looks like the kid at some New England boarding school who would be dubbed with the nickname “Preppy.” What is he, 17?

 
Lady Doctor Missus Marita
 

Byron York: never known the touch of a woman.

What do you mean? I’m sure he’s touched himself plenty…

 
 

I knew of Van Jones only the following: he was on Obama’s staff, he was controversial, he was a political appointee, and he was expendable.

Was he proof of much of anything regarding Obama? No.

Does he prove the vast conspiracy is intact? No, but disproving that would involve undercover work requiring a lobotomy and three different Bibles and I’m already behind on my reading.

Does his existence prove that Trutherism is an Obama requirement? No, and asking for a full investigation doesn’t equal Trutherism unless you are a Communist fellow-traveler type. Or black. Or part of a vast conspiracy to make schoolchildren have green jobs and socialized medicine.

Bye, Van Jones, it was nice knowing you. Thanks for playing and I hope you enjoy some lovely parting gifts and a future book deal and some job somewhere where people still won’t know anything about you other than that you were controversial once but for no good reason.

 
 

Good morning, LDMM. By the way, how ya doin’? We’ve got this pool thing going, so if you could please drop Studie around 3 am on 9/12 I’d appreciate it. Thanks!

 
 

Why isn’t the New York Times reporting on the allegations that there are rumors that there have been assertions that Glenn Beck heard that Rush Limbaugh once believed that a wino in Spokane mumbled that Obama’s dentist’s uncle once farted in an elevator?

The day is over when the Times can suppress this sort of thing just by ignoring it.

 
Lady Doctor Missus Marita
 

Good morning, LDMM. By the way, how ya doin’? We’ve got this pool thing going, so if you could please drop Studie around 3 am on 9/12 I’d appreciate it. Thanks!

Hi there, MzNicky! I’m doing ok, other than being really tired, and having feet that resemble balloon animals, and being really really hungry all the time. This late pregnancy thing is kind of rough, really.

Is anyone ambitious enough to consolidate all of the pool guesses into one place, or is that something I should be doing once I make it through the next two days of work?

 
 

Also, Gavin: Brilliant anthropometaphorizing. We are not worthy. Seriously, we’re not.

 
 

LDMM: Balloon feet and ravenous hunger. Oh yes I remember it well. I can’t believe you’re still working. You crazy kids these days!

Sadlys, organized enough to actually set up the Studie pool? Ha! Right. As someone said somewhere else, our predictions are as scattered throughout these threads as Rev. Swank’s thoughts. Perhaps one of our hosts could provide us with a designated pool thread?

Take care — prop up your feet whenever possible and watch out for the Snickers®. They add about a pound each to your weight at this point.

 
 

Coanda jets! Get you!

 
The Vision of Branch Cabell
 

Who am I and why should you hold me responsible for “Handbag” Yorkie?

 
Moonbatting Average
 

In the People’s Republic of Obama, firearms dig pits with you!

 
 

Can we vote for the image that will ultimately replace the boring print behind Byron’s head?

 
 

LDMM – If you drop Studie tomorrow, he/she will share a birthday with Mizz Cute Slacker Jr. But fuck it, good luck, god I remember how stressful it was this time last year… and how totally Missus Slacker proved the complete awesomeness of women.

Random thought, maybe York has a Gorbachev in the shape of a PENIS. Dunno why else you want to grow a wannabe mullet.

 
 

“Hat”
by Shel Silverstein

Teddy said it was a hat,
So I put it on.
Now Dad is saying,
“Where the heck’s
the toilet plunger gone?”

 
Lady Doctor Missus Marita
 

Take care — prop up your feet whenever possible and watch out for the Snickers®. They add about a pound each to your weight at this point.

MzNicky, I’m only up 19 pounds for the pregnancy, and three of that was in the past week and presumably water. So I think I’d have to do something really spectacular in the next five or so days to push me into the dangerous weight gain territory. I will not fear the Snickers, particularly if they help prevent me from envisioning Gavin as a giant hot dog every time he walks by.

Oh, and Gav agreed put up a designated Studie pool post at some point today.

 
 

More simply, it’s a conformity defined by the things for which a passive-aggressor can successfully claim offense.

Remember, liberals are obsessed with being politically correct.

 
 

Teh Coanda jet from 1910 — world’s first aeroplane with a foreskin.

 
 

Can we vote for the image that will ultimately replace the boring print behind Byron’s head?

There are
a great many
worthy
possibilities.

 
 

Oh, yeah, Gav, this seems like your sort of thing.

In relation to last night’s “you lie” moment, someone’s accusing people of “never letting a moment of manufactured outrage go to waste.”

Yep, it really was the Yappy Guard Dog of Freedom & Internment Camps* what wrote that.

 
 

a great many
worthy
possibilities.

I votes for the dramatic ellipses.

 
 

I think I’m going to york up my breakfast.

 
 

(or, more properly, is discharged upon each of them)

I see what you did there.

 
 

Jay Garrick. That makes me happy.

 
 

Obama’s dentist’s uncle once farted in an elevator
He has to learn you musn’t bring a flatulent to a monkey-feces fight.

 
 

…Gavin as a giant hot dog every time he walks by.

Not so veiled PENIS reference. That’s how you got into this situation, you know.

DMM, Good luck with the upcoming Arrival. whatever was said upthread, don’t drop Studie. However, if you do, keep in mind that infants are really soft for the first few weeks, and pretty hard to damage, all things considered.

 
The Tragically Flip
 

And as his howls retreat into the distance, all the rest of the primates find themselves standing there steaming in the sun with one another’s shit splatted and nuggeted across skin and hair, flecked in eyes and snotted in noses and licked by stomach-heaving surprise on lips. But see, that never seems to slow them down the next time, is the moral, if any, of such a story.

Holy. Shit.

 
 

But then it can alternately be, and in fact generally is, more like you’re opening the top of the can suspecting that there’ll be Pringles inside, and awaiting rightness, when the can goes ‘bam!’ and is suddenly unrolled with dough coming out the spiral seam, and you go “Ohmygodwhatthe…!” and drop it on the floor, peeing a little in your pants before realizing it isn’t a Hamas pipe bomb, at which point you notice the little white Pillsbury dough guy on the can, and you know before even being told multiple times that it must be a plot, therefore a leftist plot, to mislabel Pringles cans with Pillsbury instant biscuit labels. Except patriots must have already started exposing the plot, because then they had to also do it the other way, so as we have just seen, certain Pringles cans have both the label and the inside switched, so heh, it is just as I was expecting, you communist Hitler lib-lefterals whom we will one day shoot into a pit dug by you with our legal firearms. I mean no, you did not dig the pit with our firearms, but the other way around.

*** FUCKING. WIN. ****

Oh, and Jay Garrick is NOT “the so-called Golden Age Flash”, but is indeed the Flash of Earth-2. And Hulk could beat up King Kong, and the Enterprise would lose sadly to a Star Destroyer. QED, beyotches!

 
 

Jay Garrick is both the Flash of Earth-2 AND the Golden Age Flash. He also thinks Byron York looks suspiciously like the Fiddler…

 
 

In relation to last night’s “you lie” moment, someone’s accusing people of “never letting a moment of manufactured outrage go to waste.”

Yep, it really was the Yappy Guard Dog of Freedom & Internment Camps* what wrote that.

So, okay:

We have Rep. Wilson, live and on tape, heckling the President during a speech to Congress = “manufactured outrage”.

We also have Van Jones, who said something once and was a perfectly legal something-or-other who was hounded out of office by the coordinated lies of Republican/conservative blatherers that he was an active menace to America’s safety = perfectly okay.

 
 

Was he merely affecting the fanciful winged hairdoesn’t that is his trademark

I always imagine him bald when I read his stuff.

It makes it easier to think of him as a dickhead.

 
 

We have Rep. Wilson, live and on tape, heckling the President during a speech to Congress = “manufactured outrage”.

He’s the less interesting Californian to have his mouth on overdrive yesterday.

 
 

abstract breaches of an ideal conformity of belief and speech that’s defined not by what real people find genuinely offensive, but by the things that people imagine would offend others. More simply, it’s a conformity defined by the things for which a passive-aggressor can successfully claim offense.

Word.

 
 

California, Carolina… they both end in vowels, which means they’re both irrelevant.

 
 

Wait, what was it that Van Jones said that was so bad?

 
 

“How can we be sure that Jones is not the kind of person who would somehow plot secretly against America?”

How do we know he’s NOT Mel Tormé?

 
 

How do we know he’s NOT Mel Tormé?

aka The Velvet Fog.

And the Velvet is probably RED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And fog covers the entire countryside like a blanket.

ZOMG! It’s a COMMIE INVASION! Quick! Everyone! Cover up the bar codes on stop signs! Van Jones is the Commie horde!

 
 

Wait, what was it that Van Jones said that was so bad?

He said A BAD WORD.

Not like that nice Dick Cheney. or George Bush (that word only SOUNDED like the one Van Jones used). Or Mr. Wilson, who merely shouted during the President’s speech during a session of congress…. Which is Patriotism!

 
 

He said A BAD WORD.

He said….Semprini.

 
 

It continues to amaze me that anyone listens to republicans at all. Why do democrats, especially, heed anything republicans have to say? People must understand by now that republicans begin with insincerity, then quickly move to the disingenuous, and conclude their arguments with mendacity. One cannot possibly take them seriously considering their historical behavior.

 
 

His three offenses … were — to misapply a very specific term only slightly — ‘thoughtcrimes,’

Thank you, this is something that was bothering me but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it; most of what I’d read on Jones addressed the specific charges directly, as though they had merit, rather than point out that, you know, this is all just demand for political correctness.

 
 

this is all just demand for political correctness.

Well, he did have the temerity to be Thinking While Blackity-Black-Black. They could hardly help themselves!

 
 

Well, he did have the temerity to be Thinking While Blackity-Black-Black.

Y’know, it’s possible the GOP doesn’t care that he’s black, but that anyone thinks.

 
 

I’m surprised Wilson didn’t follow up with a “WOLVERINES!” shout.

 
 

Botty

 
 

Wait, what was it that Van Jones said that was so bad?

I think he broke the third wingnut commandment, thou shalt not take the name of 9/11 in vain.

 
 

Didn’t Van Jones play for the Rolling Stones and Obama killed him in a pool or something?

I dunno. His resignation was covered on every channel I turned to the other day. How am I supposed to know?

 
 

Van Jones is like Dead Bernie in Weekend At Bernie’s. He was once Chicago City Comptroller, you know.

 
 

what was it that Van Jones said that was so bad?

WELL, pfffft, he was a Commie! Anything a Commie says is inherently bad.

Even if he’s just announcing that he’s off to the pub and would you like him to pick up anything while he’s out, dear, it’s ALL PART of the carefully constructed Bolshevik plan formulated 90 years ago to overthrow America.

 
 

Van Jones once shot a man in Reno just to watch himself thrown under the bus.

 
The Kid from Kounty Meath
 

I am deeply offended that no one has yet suggested “Winged Dicktory” as a new name for York. Or alternately “Paulie Numbnuts”.

 
 

Good morning, LDMM. By the way, how ya doin’? We’ve got this pool thing going, so if you could please drop Studie around 3 am on 9/12 I’d appreciate it. Thanks!

In case everyone missed it, I called 9/12 at 9:45 pm EST for the Studie ETA.

LDMM, you really need to get some of those chocolate covered edamame from Trader Joe’s. It will help with that “hungry all the time” thing. Plus…protein!!! Surrounded by delicious dark chocolate.

 
 

The trolls are being rather quiet, aren’t they, after that EPIC BITCHSLAP Obama landed on them last night. Sometime today I’m going to re-watch the speech to count the number of times and variety of ways in which Obama called the Republicans a bunch of goddamned liars.

 
The Kid from Kounty Meath
 

Well, at least now we’ve confirmed that Troofie’s full of shit. He doesn’t own a small business, he’s a South Carolina Congressman.

 
 

What the fuck is that thing on his head?

 
 

I have to admit that I have that exact haircut.

Turning 40 was tough on me.

 
 

The trolls are being rather quiet, aren’t they, after that EPIC BITCHSLAP Obama landed on them last night.

They’re probably running late, after wanking crying themselves to sleep.

No, on second thought, wanking, definitely.

 
 

I have to admit that I have that exact haircut.

I’m trying to figure out how he managed to dye his roots so grey…

 
 

I just noticed:

“INOPIUM TRADE”?

Stay classy, FAUX. Stay classy.

 
 

I am deeply offended that no one has yet suggested “Winged Dicktory” as a new name for York.

Second.

 
 

The trolls are being rather quiet, aren’t they, after that EPIC BITCHSLAP Obama landed on them last night.

I think the email server is down over at Fox News so they haven’t received their talking points for the day yet.

 
 

Double props for James Branch Cabell reference in the notes.

 
Yogurt-covered edamame shill
 

“LDMM, you really need to get some of those chocolate covered edamame from Trader Joe’s. It will help with that “hungry all the time” thing. Plus…protein!!! Surrounded by delicious dark chocolate.”

Holy shit?! Maybe it’s just that on the occasions that I do read the site you just coincidentally happen to always be talking about the chocolate-covered edamame, but I’m starting to get the impression that the chocolate-covered edamame lobby has hired you as a shill.

Did I mention chocolate-covered edamame?

 
 

As I sort of predicted, that whole Wilson “You Lie!” thing has filled my inbox with e-mail solicitations from every left, liberal, and Democratic political organization looking to make a buck off it.

Naturally, I’ve given to them all! 😉

I think we should send flowers to Rep. Wilson for his assistance in getting healthcare reform passed.

 
The Goddamn Batman Knew John Hughes, He Went To John Hughes' Movies, And You, Byron York, Are No John Hughes
 

Shorter Byron York: What part of “uppity Negro” did the press not… hello? Hello? Is this thing on?

 
 

Naturally, I’ve given to them all! 😉

…except the chocolate-covered edamame lobby…

 
 

John Hughes! That’s it! Thanks, Goddamn Batman.

 
 

I have to admit that I have that exact haircut.

Yeah, but I bet you wash yours and don’t use motor oil as a pomade.

Can we vote for the image that will ultimately replace the boring print behind Byron’s head?

Somebody linked it the other day, Magritte’s “The Rape”. IT’S THE SAME HAIR.

 
 

Yeah, but I bet you wash yours and don’t use motor oil as a pomade.

Hey, don’t knock it! You never know when you need an emergency supply of butt-lube around the NRO offices…

 
 

No, on second thought, wanking, definitely.

Yes, but sadly. Dispiritedly. Morosely.

 
 

…I’m starting to get the impression that the chocolate-covered edamame lobby has hired you as a shill.

Not at all. The chocolate-covered edamame is just that damn good. You must have wandered through some threads where LDMM was discussing her pregnancy cravings. Those are the only times the chocolate-covered edamame has come up.

 
 

Maybe it’s just that on the occasions that I do read the site you just coincidentally happen to always be talking about the chocolate-covered edamame

You must have wandered through some threads where LDMM was discussing her pregnancy cravings. Those are the only times the chocolate-covered edamame has come up.

BABY’S FIRST STALKER!

 
 

Yes, but sadly. Dispiritedly. Morosely.

“Oh, Sarah, *sob* Sarah! *wank wank* How could they be so cruel to us! *sob wank wank sob* *sees starbursts, rolls over, buries face in pillow (unfortunately not deep enough) and, racked with tears, drifts off into fitful sleep)

I feel sorry for whoever does the GOP’s laundry. Three sets of stains to wash out this morning, instead of the usual two.

 
 

BABY’S FIRST STALKER!

It takes ’em a while to work their first bottle of pepper spray but there is much entertainment in watching them learn.

 
 

No, on second thought, wanking, definitely.

Yes, but sadly. Dispiritedly. Morosely.

Maybe, but that won’t stop them from whining all fucking day about what a horrible, horrible person President Obama (I still love writing that) is and how awful it would be not to have to worry about your health insurance coverage.

I’ve never seen them let actual facts get in the way of their talking points.

 
 

It takes ‘em a while to work their first bottle of pepper spray but there is much entertainment in watching them learn.

Maybe Studie can get some tips from Summer Glau.

Wait, wrong site’s inside joke.

I assume York does his hair like that for the same reason Tucker Carlson wears that dopey bow tie — all the great pundits have a Look. Novak had his hunched Nosferatu Look, Carville has his Scary-Cajun-Redneck-Who’s-Gonna-Pan-Sear-Yer-Baby Look, George Will has his Swirlie-Waiting-To-Happen Look…

 
 

Seriously, though, I’m scared of James Carville and I think he eats babies.

 
Lady Doctor Missus Marita
 

James Carville comes anywhere near Studie and I’ll rip his cold Cajun heart out through his throat.

Just sayin’.

[/overprotective mommy-to-be]

 
 

After reflecting on Obama’s speech and the classy Republicant Re-action:

8 years of this is going to leave them SO butthurt.

 
 

…I’ll rip his cold Cajun heart out through his throat.

Channeling Mary Matalin?

 
 

Well, I couldn’t get through to Joe Wilson’s DC office, so I called my representative instead, who is also a Republican. Has he taken a public position on Wilson’s intervention last night? I haven’t spoken directly with the congressman. What is his opinion of this violation of congressional protocol and disrespect for both the presidency and the Congress itself? I couldn’t answer that. Will he support a move to censure Wilson? I don’t know. Please pass these questions on to my representative. I certainly will.

Trolling can be fun.

 
 

Cold Cajun heart is pretty good in gumbo, and it’s high in protein. Keep it in mind, Lady Doctor.

 
 

I feel sorry for whoever does the GOP’s laundry
Just don’t drip onto my nice, clean California energy lobby.

 
 

A’hm figgurin’ Mr. Wilson’s (“Hey Mr. Wiilllllllsonnnn!”) orifice here in SC is probably overwhelmed as well today. That lovely picture of Rep. Wilson is featured on the front page of The State today as well.

Wheeeee.

 
 

James Carville comes anywhere near Studie and I’ll rip his cold Cajun heart out through his throat.

I wonder what are his thoughts on chocolate-covered edamame?

 
 

Just don’t drip out of my nice, clean [heh] California energy lobby.

fixt

 
 

Even if Trigger Wilson doesn’t step down voluntarily, he has just neutered himself as far as actually accomplishing anything as a Congressman now. Nobody will want to deal with him, and I would imagine the SC voters will take a dim view of that.

He didn’t just shoot himself in the foot, he cut it off and ate it with a big pile of shit sauce. Hey Man Nice Shot. I hope the RNCC gives you a nice stipend for terminating your career so handily.

 
 

chocolate covered Cajun heart.

ZOM NOM NOM.

 
 

I’ll rip his cold Cajun heart out through his throat.

Mary Matalin just orgasmed.

 
 

That lovely picture of Rep. Wilson is featured on the front page of The State today as well.

Is it the one that was on TPM last night? It really does capture the mindless rage of Wilson’s little ‘sode.

 
 

zombie rotten mcdonald said,

September 10, 2009 at 19:40

chocolate covered Cajun heart.

ZOM NOM NOM.

What happened to BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANES?

Go on a diet?

 
 

O, I just like a well rounded diet.

Change yer nym back, actor.

 
 

zombers can’t be choosers.

 
 

Mary Matalin just orgasmed.

I hate you.

 
 

tigrismus said,
September 10, 2009 at 19:50
Mary Matalin just orgasmed.
I hate you.

zombie rotten mcdonald said,
September 10, 2009 at 19:51
Mary Matalin just orgasmed.
AHEM.
http://www.sadlyno.com/archives/24747.html/comment-page-2#comment-973349

*chugging fifth beer*

Whut?

 
 

He didn’t just shoot himself in the foot, he cut it off and ate it with a big pile of shit sauce. Hey Man Nice Shot. I hope the RNCC gives you a nice stipend for terminating your career so handily.

This made me laugh:

Late update: Wilson apparently called the White House to apologize to Obama directly. Instead he ended up speaking to Rahm Emanuel. Oh, to have been listening in on that f@(&ing conversation.

Disrespect the black man, talk to the Jew. Sucks to be you, good old boy Wilson.

 
 

Unico Mining company is listed as UNCO on the OTC market. But their stock certificates are toilet paper.

http://www.google.com/finance?client=news&q=unco

 
Knights in White Satin
 

I saw a Nature TV Show about -uh- some kind of monkey or chimp. Anyhow, after the ‘strange’ male had been ritually chased away from the tribe, HE SNUCK BACK and -uh- mated, yea HE MATED with almost ALL the female monkeys in that tribe. Seems they like the ‘bad boys’, even tho they PRETEND to fear & hate the Rebel.

So: look out Byron or Doughboy or Glenbeck: As you rant and shake branches and throw poop, the guy you had “kicked out” of the pack iast week s fucking your gal. Or guy, as the case may be. Heh INDEED.

It MUST be true. I saw it on TV.

 
 

KWS, that’s the essence of Jones going back to Common Cause. Continue to kick Glenn Beckos ass, whose boycott list is over FIVE DOZEN now. Including the motherfucking US POSTAL SERVICE.

Commonism, bitchaz!!

 
 

Is it the one that was on TPM last night? It really does capture the mindless rage of Wilson’s little ’sode.

Ah have not see’d TPM, but it’s the pic of Wilson pointing his little finger as he violates Congressional protocol.

Hey, wasn’t there a big tsimmis a couple years back about the Democrats and their treasonous seditionarism in dissing Bush during one’a his speechy things?

Huh. Wonder what changed.

 
Big Bad Bald Bastard
 

all the great pundits have a Look.

I think York’s angling for the Harry Potter/Dumbledore slash fiction writers’ adoration.

Carville has his Scary-Cajun-Redneck-Who’s-Gonna-Pan-Sear-Yer-Baby Look

Hilarious! I can picture Carville sprinkling Tony Chachere’s seasoning on some poor little lambie while firing up his range, licking his lizard lips all the while.

 
 

I hope the RNCC gives you a nice stipend for terminating your career so handily.

Perhaps Michael Steele’s job?
No. Better. Make them co-chairs of the RNC. And use resulting hi-jinks as fodder for a sitcom pilot.

But what would we call it?
Hmm…

 
 

No. Better. Make them co-chairs of the RNC. And use resulting hi-jinks as fodder for a sitcom pilot.

But what would we call it?

Dumber and Dumberer.

 
 

Lemmington Steele?

 
 

But what would we call it?

Parents, Don’t Let Your Children Grow Up To Be Conservatives.

 
 

I keep searching but can’t find the picture of Michael Palin that looks just like this…was it the job counselor skit ?

 
 

I watched Glenn Beck a couple times before Van Jones resigned, and I kinda wonder if Beck’s increasingly frequent mention of Jones’s child played any role in the resignation.
If a crazy man with armed and violent fans was ranting about my family on national tv every night, I’d think about stepping down, too.

 
 

OK, now that Wilson has demonstrated that the Republicans, ARE, in fact, assholes, can Van Jones have his job back?

 
 

All the headlines today were not about Hopey’s speech, but Wilson’s “you lie” statement. The President’s speech has been overshadowed again! And libs LOSE.

The health care bill is still DEAD, there will be NO public option.

 
 

I thought a good speech would get my health care bill passed too. Boy, was I ever wrong!

 
 

Truthy, why do you post here? What’s the motivation?

 
 

I’m a masochist?

 
 

Puddin’head Wilson.

 
 

All the headlines today were not about Hopey’s speech, but Wilson’s “you lie” statement.

Most of which pointed out that Wilson’s outburst derailed any chance of stopping a public option.

Don’t read much, do ya, Troofie?

 
 

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