Raddled, addled attention whore back!
Yep, American Traitor Bitch v2.0 just couldn’t keep her plugugly mug out of the thick of things, and is back rattling the bars of the old asylum once more:
I’m not backing off. I tried to remove myself from the political realm of the US, what BushCo is turning into an Evil Empire, but the blatant audacity of George commuting Scooter’s sentence (he’s not ruling out a full pardon —and you know he will) has dragged me kicking and screaming back in. I can’t sit back and let this BushCo drag our country further down into the murky quagmire of Fascism and violence, taking the rest of the world with them!
So whatcha gonna do about it, dumbass? Besides whine and cavil from the left wing sewer-sites and sleep in ditches in Texas, I mean? Like I said, sit back and suck on it, you and all your little mentally-foozled friends.
I have sat quietly back these past five weeks as the slaughter in Iraq sorrowfully surges along with George’s bloody escalation—and as the philosophical opposition to the war has soared to almost four out of
every five Americans. I have remained silent when Senator Barack Obama said that impeachment is only reserved for “grave, grave” breeches!
Did I fail to mention “illiterate” in my cavalcade of insults up there? Well, consider that little oversight remedied, then.
I have had to bite my tongue—HARD—as the George and Dick crime cabal, (formerly known has the executive branch) have claimed that their offices are not to be held up to the same standards of accountability and control as any other entity in the human race, governmental or private.
Great — now swallow and choke on it, wetbrain.
I’d go ahead and fisk the rest of it, but really, what’d be the point anyway? I know what she is, you know what she is, and that tired old record is stuck in a certain groove and just goes round and round — never stopping, never varying, never amounting to anything more than a minor nuisance, blank noise created by a witless dullard who doesn’t even have the caché to be particularly amusing in that annoying way of hers anymore.
Saint Cindy, your fifteen minutes has long been used up.
(Via AP)





I remain convinced that Cindy gets a check from Karl Rove every month, and things like this just prove it.
How long until the "draft Cindy for president" campaign starts? I'll be happy to contribute the first dollar.