What a filthy, sleazy, lying son of a bitch Pee-resident Obama’s pal and sometime babysitter Bill Ayers remains:

I was cast in the “unrepentant terrorist” role; I felt at times like the enemy projected onto a large screen in the “Two Minutes Hate” scene from George Orwell’s “1984,” when the faithful gathered in a frenzy of fear and loathing.

So sayeth the shitbag who not so long ago was gloating about being “guilty as hell, free as a bird.” Poor, poor baby.

With the mainstream news media and the blogosphere caught in the pre-election excitement, I saw no viable path to a rational discussion. Rather than step clumsily into the sound-bite culture, I turned away whenever the microphones were thrust into my face. I sat it out.

Because you’re a coward, a pussy, and a mollycoddled little punk. Also because the only possible “rational discussion” of your naked treason would justly end with your stiff carcass swinging at the end of a rope. And if America hadn’t lost the fortitude, self-respect, and strength of character required to justly reward treason, we’d've had that “rational discussion” decades ago, and you’d be rotting in a traitor’s grave right now — instead of floating to the top of your Chicago cesspool now and then to rub our noses in our mortifying degradation.

I never killed or injured anyone. I did join the civil rights movement in the mid-1960s, and later resisted the draft and was arrested in nonviolent demonstrations. I became a full-time antiwar organizer for Students for a Democratic Society. In 1970, I co-founded the Weather Underground, an organization that was created after an accidental explosion that claimed the lives of three of our comrades in Greenwich Village. The Weather Underground went on to take responsibility for placing several small bombs in empty offices — the ones at the Pentagon and the United States Capitol were the most notorious — as an illegal and unpopular war consumed the nation.

An “accidental explosion” — caused by rich-kid dimwits who were building nail-studded bombs to set off at an ROTC dance, and were too stupid to get it right — making them one small step below mouth-breathing Muslim splodeydopes.

We did carry out symbolic acts of extreme vandalism directed at monuments to war and racism, and the attacks on property, never on people, were meant to respect human life and convey outrage and determination to end the Vietnam war.

“Respect human life” — like you did those New York cops your partners in crime murdered, asshole? Or the many others you failed to kill, not for lack of trying, but because of your feeble incompetence?

President-elect Obama and I sat on a board together; we lived in the same diverse and yet close-knit community; we sometimes passed in the bookstore. We didn’t pal around, and I had nothing to do with his positions. I knew him as well as thousands of others did, and like millions of others, I wish I knew him better.

Lies by omission are still lies, and you and your lying Messiah buddy know it.

Demonization, guilt by association, and the politics of fear did not triumph, not this time. Let’s hope they never will again. And let’s hope we might now assert that in our wildly diverse society, talking and listening to the widest range of people is not a sin, but a virtue.

No, the truth did not triumph this time. Justice did not. Decency did not. And America sure as hell did not. Let’s hope someday they will. But I won’t be holding my breath. Instead, America disgraced itself by allowing you and your despicable friend to pull the wool over our eyes, thereby making a mockery of everything this country stands for. It’s a blot we may never live down.

Do us all a favor and drop dead, already. At the very least, you might have the simple sense of decorum to shut your obnoxious yap, stop wallowing in your martyr complex like a hog in his sty, and live out your remaining years quietly enjoying the freedom and prosperity you’ve neither earned, nor deserve.

Update! Crittenden notices something the Raddled Grey Whore would probably rather he didn’t: namely, that Auers’ whiny, self-serving rationalizations are contradicted by their own damned previous reporting on the subject. I won’t dignify the snide apologia The Moderate Liberal Voice pukes up by responding to it here; Ace dusts their asses for them quite nicely, I think. And then there’s this. And this. And this, too.

But hey, if a Lefty hero is doing it, it just can’t be lying, can it? Isn’t it time to MoveOn?

Updated update! Tim Graham heaps some more righteous opprobrium on the miserable worm and his supporters at the NYT:

What’s Orwellian is claiming that you’re not an “enemy” of the people of the United States while you plot to bomb their buildings and kill the people who defend them in the military. (Bombing buildings would seem a better example of a “frenzy of fear and loathing” than denouncing the bombers on a talk-radio show.)

…But the strangest part of this passage is Ayers claiming he’s valued every human life for “the past 40 years,” which would include his bombing years. He valued human life as he plotted to destroy it. And he thinks it’s “profoundly dishonest” to call him “unrepentant”?

Let’s not forget that the New York Times op-ed editor who would not accept John McCain’s op-ed submission (they didn’t want anyone going negative on Barack) has accepted one from William Ayers.

Yeah, well, birds of a feather, and all that. What a revolting spectacle all the way around.