Thursday, October 2, 2008
Warning explicit!! HAHA from rude pundit,
If at tonight's debate, Gwen Ifill asks Democratic vice presidential candidate Joe Biden whether he thinks Republican vice presidential candidate Sarah Palin is qualified to be president, and he doesn't say, "Gwen, let me speak for the vast majority of people in this country when I say, frankly and honestly, 'What the fuck?' No, really, What. The. Fuck. I mean, everyone's seen this goddamned idiot over here running around and playing national candidate dress-up. And isn't it embarrassing? Isn't it just so depressingly, godforsakenly embarrassing? C'mon, Republicans, you gotta hate yourselves for having to constantly defend her when she says something utterly incomprehensible or just plain friggin' dumb. You gotta hate yourselves for how far you've devolved.
"Really, what the fuck? And don't gimme that fuckin' little sour-faced sneer, Sarah, where you look like just sucked a sweaty hobo's cock. 'Cause you know it's true and every time you get asked a question that stumps you, which is every fuckin' question, and you get that look in your eyes like the deer laying on the road way after the headlights have gone by, you gotta wonder, 'What the fuck?' yourself. You're in over your head, and there ain't no life preserver here.
"Last week, we all had to watch while John McCain treated Barack Obama like he had just fucked McCain's daughter's lily-white snatch with his big black dick. Barack Obama fought for months to win the votes of his party to win the nomination. What the fuck did you do, Sarah? You ran a town that's the size of a Super Wal-Mart? You're a governor? Of fuckin' Alaska? Jesus fuckin' Christ, that means your only job is to see how much you can get away with fucking up the environment to squeeze a little more filthy oil lucre out of the wheezing earth so you can please the corporations that fuckin' own your state and to see how much you can afford to bribe the citizens there with Exxon's profits. And you're on stage with me? At best, you should be the second focus group-ready questioner in a townhall meeting, you know, the crazy Christian chick from a rural state no one gives a fuck about but we all have to pretend matters because of the electoral college.
"And you wanna make fun of me? Saying you were in 2nd grade when I was first in the Senate? Fuck you. You know what I was doing then while your daddy was showing you how to rip the intestines out of a moose or some such shit? I was trying to stop the Nixon administration from blowing the fuck out Cambodia. And when you were sashaying your ass around a stage in a swimsuit and heels, wondering if you could just handjob the judges backstage, I was facing down Ronald Reagan for his insane policies, including in Lebanon. But that'd be history and that requires you to think about more than whatever talking points John McCain has been jamming up your twat and down your throat for the last couple of months, which is the only time you've given a shit about more than how to use your office to get jobs for friends, take revenge on ex-in-laws, and get pretty, shiny presents.
"I don't wanna fuckin' hear about this dink anymore. I don't wanna know about how she went to five different safety schools before squeezing out a vanity degree like a turd from a constipated old man. I don't wanna hear about her retarded baby. I don't wanna hear about her knocked-up teenage daughter. I don't wanna hear about her fuckin' redneck husband. Fuck them. They are the ones who need to be led, not the ones who need to be leading. So I don't give a fuck about what Bush with boobs here has to say about jack shit. And you know what else? I don't wanna hear about the wisdom of small town America. You know where the Founders spent their time? In the cities. In Paris. In London. Small towns? That's called 'isolation.' And it's bullshit political talk for 'white,' Gwen. Oh, do I sound elitist? If it's elitist to want to elect people who actually have a thought in their head about more than whether or not to name the next child 'Remington' or 'Colt,' then, fine, fuck me, it's elitist.
"This ain't a fuckin' game, Gwen. It ain't a fuckin' beauty pageant where you can give a cross-eyed hummer to a flute and charm your way to second place. We already played let's-put-the-idiot-in-charge. How'd that work out, huh? So it ain't funny that we are actually having a serious discussion about someone who is caught off guard when asked for a newspaper she reads. It's not funny. Not when the top of her ticket is Old Geezer Grumpy McStrokeEye. So, no, Gwen, even if the economy was so good that everyone was knee deep in cash and pussy or cock, even if Osama bin Laden told all his people to go back to goat fucking and then killed himself, even if all of a sudden we discovered we could all power our cars cleanly with pig shit, even if the streets were paved with gold, Gwen, this fuckin' idiot, who couldn't discuss a foreign policy even though her soldier son's life depends on it and who couldn't even name the Exxon Valdez case, fer chrissake, oughta be arrested if she sets foot in Washington, DC," then the whole thing will be worthless.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Of traffic lights and cronies
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/09/13/AR2008091302596.html?sub=AR
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
BREAKING NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Jesus' General
McCain Names Cabinet Members
Capitalizing on the many accolades he received for tapping Sarah Palin as his VP pick, John McCain announced his choices to fill three important cabinet positions, today.
Earl J. Poteet has nearly 20 years of experience handling negotiations in border town bars. Using a wide array of diplomatic skills, including slowly speaking English in a loud voice, pounding on the bar while screaming "I'm an American, damn it!" and flicking his tongue in and out rapidly between his lips while winking, Mr. Poteet has successfully negotiated thousands of bar tab disputes and quasi-romantic rendezvous. More importantly, Mr. Poteet knows there is a time for talk and a time for action. He's not afraid to gut an adversary with a broken tequila bottle when force is required. That's why John McCain chose him to represent American interests around the world.
John McCain wanted a Secretary of Defense who's a fighter. That's why he chose Chastity Screed to head the Pentagon. It's a gutsy choice given the fact she's never served in the military, but she brings something far more more important than experience, evangelical approval. Mrs. Screed became the Heartland's Hero when she successfully lead an assault against Spencer's Gifts down at the mall. It wasn't easy. Many laughed at her when she tried to describe why she had targeted that particular shop. "They sell little knitted sock things to keep a man's little baby-maker warm," she declared, "and they don't even use starch!" But Screed persevered, eventually mobilizing dozens of others to assist her in her cause. Now, thanks to her efforts, Spencer's Gifts requires its customers to duck under the hand of a Jesus cut-out figure emblazoned with the words "You must be this tall to buy adult novelty items" before allowing them to shop in the adult section. John McCain has no doubts she'll do the same for Iraq, Afghanistan, Russia, and Iran.
Malcolm Witherspoon knows how to effectively spend taxpayers money. As a contractor in Iraq, he personally oversaw the $6 billion dollar effort to construct a school for a tiny village in Anbar Province. "It's a great school," Sean Hannity once remarked "It just might be the finest school without plumbing and a roof you'll find anywhere in the world." Now an oil company lobbyist, Witherspoon is a driving force for the oil industry's Drill Here, Cap Now, Profit More, offshore drilling initiative. Sen. McCain is very impressed with Witherspoon's creative use of the homeless to launder millions of dollars of oil industry campaign contributions. "It's the kind of entrepreneurial spirit that's made our party great," notes the nominee, "It's why I've picked him to serve as the Treasury Secretary."
Monday, September 1, 2008
I love this guy (warning explicit language)
9/01/2008
Gustav Doesn't Give a Fuck About Your Anniversaries, Conventions, or Holidays:The levees are being overtopped in a Category 2 storm. That fact alone bespeaks decades of criminality, apathy, ignorance, and greed that falls on all parties, all politicians, all officials. Remember: last time the levees failed because they broke. Now, the levees aren't even good enough if they do their actual, intended jobs. And don't listen to anyone say whether or not everything's fine until they show us. There's barges and ships loose that might damage the walls. Again.
All but one member of the Rude Family have evacuated across the continent, as their homes are in the path of the eye of Hurricane Gustav. The Rude Brother is staying behind, figuring if a little bitch like Shepard Smith can do it, so can he. The Rude Pundit said he'll look forward to seeing aerial footage of his brother waving on a roof. No, it probably won't be as bad as Katrina, but that's like saying getting kicked in the balls hurts less in the long run than getting punched in the nose.
With that in mind, there's shit that doesn't matter. Shit that'll wait until tomorrow. Here's a list of things the Rude Pundit doesn't give a fuck about today:
1. The repulsive cynicism of the selection of the obviously insane, stupid, and corrupt Sarah Palin as John McCain's running mate, proof positive that Karl Rove is now running the show.
2. The Republicans supposedly showing empathy with Louisiana by canceling events at the convention and changing all the corporate-sponsored parties to "fundraisers," which, one presumes, means instead of calling something the "Exxon/Eli Lilly Drunken Lobbyfest with Whores," it'll be the "Exxon/Eli Lilly Drunken Fundraiser with Whores." The road goes on forever, but the party never ends. (Fun fact: The National Review was going to sponsor a Mardi Gras-themed event on the anniversary of Katrina. God, while mouth raping the soul of William F. Buckley, decided that was a stupid idea.)
3. John McCain being all mavericky by exploiting the tragedy to distract from his frightening incompetence.
4. George Bush and New Orleans Mayor Ray Nagin each trying to top each other for preemptive ass-covering rhetoric.
5. Riding around Minneapolis on Labor Day and being able to go to every store or restaurant you could go to any day of the week. Workers of the world, unite. You have nothing to lose but your time-and-a-half.
The Rude Pundit's up here in the Twin Cities, where the Mississippi River starts to narrow. He's heading out to the unabashed and quite useless anarchy of the protests. The police are out in vicious force, not distinguishing between knuckleheads and nuns. He's got the ACLU's phone number in his pocket, just in case.
Starting tomorrow, reports from the site, including audio. For now, in honor of Gustav, the Rude Pundit's gonna go punch a Swede.
I'll try to post more of his stuff, but here is the link http://rudepundit.blogspot.com/
Dats notcho baby!
Although not due until May 18th, the governor of Alaska, Sarah Palin, gave birth to her fifth child today, Friday, April 18th, at 6:30 am. Trig Paxson Van Palin weighed in at 6 lbs, 2 oz when he was born at Mat-Su Regional Medical Center. Trig is a Norse word meaning "true" and "brave victory." The name is in honor of his great uncle, a Bristol Bay fisherman, while the name Paxson comes from the well-known snowmobiling area in Alaska, which Sarah and husband Todd Palin love.
Click below for the rest of the post and a photo of Trig.
Sarah, 44, had her water unexpectedly break (just a slow leak of amniotic fluid, she shared) while attending an energy conference in Texas, but checked in with her doctor, was able to stay, deliver a 30 minute speech, and then get on a plane to return to her home state in time for the delivery (which ended up needing to be induced) early this morning.
I am not a glutton for pain and punishment. I would have never wanted to travel had I been fully engaged in labor. After four kids I knew what labor felt like, and I wasn't in labor.
Sarah said that while she did not tell the pilot or flight attendants that she was 36 weeks along, she did not hide her condition either
The family initially released a statement saying that Trig has "special challenges," but did not specify what they are. However, on Monday, April 21st, they said the baby has Down Syndrome. Sarah and Todd's statement reads,
Trig is beautiful and already adored by us. We knew through early testing he would face special challenges, and we feel privileged that God would entrust us with this gift and allow us unspeakable joy as he entered our lives. We have faith that every baby is created for good purpose and has potential to make this world a better place. We are truly blessed.
On Monday, Sarah shared that she "initially felt sad" when hearing the diagnosis.
When we first heard, it was kind of confusing. It was very, very challenging. [But now,] it just feels like he fits perfectly. He is supposed to be here with us.
The pregnancy was announced in March. Trig joins siblings Track, 18, Bristol, 17, Willow, 13, and Piper, 7. Sarah said she does not plan to take a maternity leave, but is breastfeeding, will bring her son to work with her, and plans to take some days of for his pediatrician appointments
Hmmmmmmm. Sound fishy? A woman's water breaks, she then delivers a speech that takes a half an hour, hops on a plane for what is at least an eight hour flight, lands in Alaska, drives 50 miles to her hometown of Wasilla and gives birth. Also of interest is that Bristol missed the last 5 months of school with mononucleosis. This is their story and they're sticking to it. Photos above, I report, you decide.
P.S.
Like most Democrats, I could care less what Sarah's children do. This is one of the things that separates us from Republicans. The purpose of this entry is to point out the hypocrisy of those on the right. Moreover, this lady should have been vetted. She is not seeking an entry level banking job, she is running for our second highest office, and character matters.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Gampie McSane goes off the deep end
Why is this pick transparent?
Invariably Democratic and Republican Presidential candidates say that the first quality they look for in a running mate is someone who could be President if the need so arises. And for the most part, they do make this their first priority. Second, of course, they look for some sort of political advantage i.e. a leg up in a crucial battleground State, or someone who can help mask a weakness of the person at the top of the ticket. Today John McBush went solely for the second criterion. He chose the Governor of Alaska, Sarah Palin. A woman who has held this position for less than two years. I know what you're thinking...."Guru, surely she had more experience than this, what are you hiding from us"? And the Guru responds........"folks I was being nice". Because before her short time as Governor, Sarah cut her teeth in the rough and tumble world of Wasilla, Alaska politics. She served on the city council, and as mayor of this thriving metropolis of 8,000 people. Now many of you may be asking, well how did someone who was mayor of a city of 8,000 become the Governor of a State? Consider this, Alaska only has about 680,000 people, or about 1.2 people per square mile (by far the least densely populated state). Put simply, it has about as many people as Charlotte, North Carolina and fewer people than cities like Columbus, Ohio, Jacksonville, Florida or Austin, Texas. Moreover, when you factor in the fact that all of the aforementioned cites have much larger metropolitan statistical areas (MSA) that they draw from to help swell their populations and economies (Charlotte has about 2 million MSA) you realize that she has been in effect the mayor of a small to medium sized American city for less than two years. What would you say if the Mayor of Greensboro, NC who was just elected in 2006 decided he should be President? So why did Gampie McSane make this pick? This pick is a failed and very transparent attempt to appeal to Hillary Clinton voters. The problem is this: say what you will about Hillary Clinton (and she was never my candidate), but by any objective standard she is qualified to lead this nation. This reduces the remarkable candidacy embodied by the Junior Senator from New York to nothing more than a fanciful social experiment. Hillary's supporters liked more than the idea of a woman being President, they were excited because they had a candidate who they felt comfortable with managing the pitfalls inherent in the Presidency. Dan Quayle with a ponytail, not so much, sorry that actually does a disservice to Dan Quayle, who was a a heckuva lot more ready that Sarah. Many women are offended by this pick--and rightly so. The brave feminists, along with other civil rights leaders, did not fight for an unfair advantage for women. Nor did they fight to have some out of touch, angry old white man appoint an unqualified woman to the second highest office in the land to pacify them. But that is exactly what John McCain did, and it is the quintessence of condescension. It is said that the Vice Presidential pick is the first chance we get to see an executive decision made by the person who wants to be President. If so, what does this say about John McCain's judgment? It is non-existant!
Why is this pick dangerous?
I will be brief and fair. John McCain will be the oldest person to ever take the Presidential oath. He has had Cancer twice. The idea that something could happen to him in office (god forbid) is real. Now ask yourself this, do you really want the former Ms. Wasilla (she actually was), Alaska answering the phone at 3 A.M.? I hope not.
Out!




