The Curmudgeon

Would you send your wife to a war zone to 'assess' things, especially when the precious little thing sprains her wrist shaking hands?

Cause I don't think I would. I don't think it shows good judgment.

Just sayin'.

Barack Obama named his pick for Vice President today...

AND IT'S YOU!!!!

Of course, you have a decent enough of a pedigree for the position. After all, You were Time's Person of the Year in 2006, and it is nearly a universal truth that when there's a task that needs doing, it will be left to You to do it.

And now, You have your work cut out for you. You will have to be the Obama attack dog, because when Barack is so busy with his audacious hope, Grampy McSame's boys in the white hoods will still need to be called on their bullshit.

You will also be expected to be the biggest cheerleader EVAR for the campaign, and You will also be expected to bring the Clintons along for the ride.

You are up for the job, aren't you?

Yeah- I am posting a LOLcat. Bite me.
I know this cat must be Disco Stoo's- who is THE thin blue line in Minneapolis between all us citizens and the undead brain-eaters.

Complaints will yield a steady stream of images you would rather not see, none of which were ever from goat.se.

Wanna talk for a brief second about the toxic irony that has defined the 21st century? Cool, so do I.

Let's begin with the Smirking Puppet, back when he was just a lapsed addict and over-entitled dismal failure of a human being. At his coronation ceremony (face it kiddo, that's what conventions are here in the States, a long venal paean to the ruling classes) in 2-fucking-000, Bunnypants stood up there and did hisself some speech-reading:

... This is a remarkable moment in the life of our nation. Never has the promise of prosperity been so vivid.

But times of plenty like times of crises are tests of American character.

Prosperity can be a tool in our hands used to build and better our country, or it can be a drug in our system dulling our sense of urgency, of empathy, of duty. Our opportunities are too great, our lives too short, to waste this moment.

So tonight, we vow to our nation we will seize this moment of American promise. We will use these good times for great goals.

We will confront the hard issues, threats to our national security, threats to our health and retirement security, before the challenges of our time become crises for our children.

And we will extend the promise of prosperity to every forgotten corner of this country: to every man and woman, a chance to succeed; to every child, a chance to learn; and to every family, a chance to live with dignity and hope.

Having identified the ravaging horror of prosperity, and promising to give that a thorough fucking-over, Bunnypants went on with lying through his teeth:

In a responsibility era, each of us has important tasks, work that only we can do. Each of us is responsible to love and guide our children and to help a neighbor in need. Synagogues, churches and mosques are responsible, not only to worship, but to serve. Corporations are responsible to treat their workers fairly and to leave the air and waters clean.

And our nation's leaders our[sic] responsible to confront problems, not pass them onto others.

And to lead this nation to a responsibility era, that president himself must be responsible.

So when I put my hand on the Bible, I will swear to not only uphold the laws of our land, I will swear to uphold the honor and dignity of the office to which I have been elected, so help me God.

Honor? Dignity? Responsibility? Uh-uh. It would be a vastly rewarding experiment to take some time in the coming weeks and months to actively recall what life was like before this feral boy-king and his cabal of ghouls seized power, with the purpose of comparing it to life today.

Curmudgeonly prediction as to the results of the experiment: we cannot trust Republicans specifically and all right-wingers in general with any amount of political power. They set up doomsday scenarios and then drive a bus of predestination into the horror show.