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An apology from the asylum

October 17th, 2007

Via Malkin:

“She hit her head on the street and was disoriented,” Gaulin said. “She’s not sure what happened. She didn’t see anything.” He added that she never reported the incident to police.

“Disoriented?” She was drunk as a boiled oil; of COURSE she didn’t see anything. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Air America released a statement saying that “the reports of a presumed hate crime are unfounded.” Elliott followed that up with a retraction.

“I shouldn’t have speculated based on hearsay that Randi Rhodes had been mugged and that it may have been an attack from a right wing hate machine. I apologize for jumping to conclusions based on an emotional reaction,” he said in a written statement.

Has anybody ever actually seen “a right wing hate machine,” pray tell? Do they have wheels, tracks, or wings? And most importantly: have they been up-armored? Because I’d hate to think the Bushitler has sent his murderous torturers into combat with America’s/Halliburton’s deadliest enemies without properly-armored right wing hate machines.

Pah. You can’t even effectively parody these morons anymore.

Update! RIGHTY MODERATE, CENTRIST, NON-PARTISAN BLOGGER ATTACKED BY LEFT WING HATE MACHINE(S)!

Well, you knew it was coming.

Updated update! Some of the more virulently delusional mouthbreathers apparently just can’t let go of their cherished version of “reality.” But then, there’s really nothing new in that. “Fake but accurate,” anyone?

Update to the updated update! Mojo finds something of a silver lining:

Things I learned today(17+ / 0-)
I’ve learned that, when information is sketchy, it’s always best to reach the most alarming conclusion first, just to be safe.

I’ve also learned that, our leaping to the wrong conclusion is their fault anyway, not that there’s anything wrong with it. Because if they hadn’t made things so bad, we wouldn’t be so inclined to, you know, believe the worst.

I’ve learned that, regardless of what the truth and fact of the matter may be, it remains that right-wingers are trying to kill liberals, and so we should all arm ourselves and learn how to shoot (in that order). Even if the laws of our state may forbid it, we should carry concealed weapons because when the fascists come for us, we have to be ready.

Just like they might have come for Randi. Except for the fact that they didn’t. No matter. In the coming fascist state, they will be coming. For YOU.

It ain’t much, but with these twisted freaks you takes your sanity as and when you finds it.

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  1. October 17th, 2007 at 13:16 | #1
    Shh. Let them think the brownshirts are coming for them. it is for the best. Let them always be looking over their shoulder for the Right Wing Hate Machine (sort of like a giant calliope except it is painted black, flies, and only plays "Ride of the Valkyries"). Let their paranoia grow until they snap and kill themselves in despair.

    Or end up babbling in the corner (not that anyone would notice the difference with how they are now.)

    This is fun.

    "Did you hear that? They're coming."

  2. October 17th, 2007 at 15:32 | #2
    We made sure she would never be heard from again...by giving her her own radio show. Whatare they down to--a dozen listeners or so?

    I think the mob that attacked her included Jack Daniels, Bartles & James, Dom Perignon and Johnnie Walker--and his brothers, Black and Red!

  3. October 17th, 2007 at 15:54 | #3
    Those right-wing hooligans have whupped up on me once or twice, I'll admit it. Jim Beam's a pretty rough ol' boy too.
  4. October 17th, 2007 at 19:54 | #4
    Word has it that her attackers consisted of 14 Ketel One Vodka Bloody Marys.

    Which just says volumes.

    And I don't know about youse guys, but my Right Wing Hate Machine plays "March or Die", by the inimitable Motorhead.

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