Friday, March 6, 2009

Of Limbaugh and Steele and their pending doom: A morality tale of heavenly justice

P.M. Carpenter

Look at the bright side: The one thing that makes these Bad Times of Bush's Depression bearable is watching the End Times of his party. The experience is, to use a bit more of the hip eschatological lingo, rapturous.

I realize and even accept that the amusing Dark Side has life left in it yet -- the gods of our choice work in mysterious, downright befuddling ways -- but as John Weaver, a former apprentice to the frustrated sorcerer John McCain, put it yesterday: "We're working damn hard to see how fast we can hit rock bottom."

Exactly which circle of hell would that be, Mr. Weaver?

And then there is indeed that other GOP leader, its de facto leader, that rancid slab of fatheaded bombast, Mr. Limbaugh.

..."why doesn't President Obama come on my show? We will do a one-on-one debate of ideas and policies."

Well, that would be one way for Rush to lose weight, because there wouldn't be anything left of him. Obama could outthink Limbaugh in a coma, and in person he'd just paw him for a while, then chew him up and spit him out and leave him as the Walking Dead.

Ever so much more.

I don't want our President to waste his time on that gasbag, and he won't. It'd be fun to watch but he has better things to do.

As to 'which circle', just cross dat ol' Styx nine times and drop yer gear, Repugs.

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