Pot Meet Kettle
As an addendum to Mike’s post below, you’ll notice the Dems can only make the point stick on Palin’s experience if they leave out the fact that Palin is a sitting Governor. [but that ruins the meme! ed.]
I’m going to leave aside Obama’s rhetorical pretzel which states the act of running for President itself is a QED clincher qualification for the Presidency. Or that for some weird reason the top of the Dem ticket feels the need to run against the bottom of the GOP ticket.
No, instead let’s move on to the Rasputin of the Clinton years, Mr. James Carville. I’ve always found it amusing when Carville brings his own special brand of sputtering incoherence, red herrings and non sequiturs to the “fight” because it usually means the other side is smelling trouble. To James, if you scream it loud enough, it must be true. But I guess non sequiturs are how they roll in Louisiana. Because, as James knows all too well, ‘dem rednecks and swampers ain’t got too much book larnin’ and because of that they respond well to the call of the wild moonbat.
Or not.
You know Carville is grasping when the best he can come up with when discussing Palin’s experience is that the Wasilla City Hall looks like a bait shop in Southeastern Louisiana.
Judge for yourself.
(Or you could just take the virtual tour at the City of Wasilla web site)
Eh, maybe. But then again, if anyone knows Podunk, it’s the Ragin’ Cajun himself. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Carville, Louisiana:
This is a town where, if you Google, “Carville” and “entertainment” you get this
Did I mention that’s where Jimmy boy is from? Did I mention it was named after his ancestors? No? ‘Course Jimmy got his book larnin’ ‘cross the river in Donaldsonville because, well, Podunk Carville doesn’t have a high school. Hell, even Wasilla has a high school!
Yessiree, Bob, they got sum good livin’ down there. Well, if all your parts ain’t fallin’ off that is.
You know, the Dems aren’t really going to make a lot of money pissing off the “little guy” that they claim to represent. All those “little guys” really don’t think much of being told what an ignorant bunch of bitter, clingin’, hatin’ gun-totin’, cousin marryin’, knuckle-draggin’, mouth-breathin’, inbred, racists they are.
That’s gonna work real well in the general election.
Keep it coming, Moonbats! Stay classy!
(With apologies to the good citizens of Carville, LA. You folks really ought to do something about that guy.)
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I think the good folks in Carville should do something about that guy, but they also need to get themselves a new tourist attraction.