Showing posts with label Cowards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cowards. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Return of the Neutered Imus

Don Imus will return to the airwaves on Monday, December 3rd with a pay cut and a 21-second delay. Whoa! You read that right--a 21-second delay. The rambunctious cowboy wannabe has been effectively neutered. I would be curious to know what his sycophants will have to say about the delay. This fan wonders if the I-Man on that short a leash will make for an interesting listen, or has Imus jumped the shark? Will Imus plow ahead and continue his cantankerous rants or by allowing the station to edit his content will it be too sanitized for the long-time Fans? A toned down I-man may be better than nothing. Most of the comments on the website seem to be supportive of the new Imus.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Cowards to the Right of Me

The utter illogic of the modern conservative movement finally settles into self-parody. These sad pathetic cowards hide behind computer screens and hope that the abrogation of civil liberties will keep them safe from all the bad things in the world. I always thought conservatives believed in rugged individualism. Cheerleading for fewer civil liberties is essentially lobbying for a government program to protect cowards. A government program for those who fear their own shadow, as it were.

Amazingly, these are the very same people who, in the 1990s, endlessly claimed to distrust government power and even put bumper stickers like this on their cars to prove it:
The modern conservative elite are rife with fetid, rotting cowards. May their tiny shriveled hearts be ripped from their chests and buried in Gitmo.

(h/t Glenn Greenwald)

Friday, September 21, 2007

Missing Reagan

I never thought these words would cross my mind but here goes: I miss the authenticity of Ronald Reagan. Not only is the former Cheerleader NOT a cowboy, he is afraid of horses. Let us also recall that the Cheerleader is All Hat and Five Cows. Literally. In other words, when he travels to Crawford on the taxpayers dime, he is going to his not yet subdivided lot. A ranches primary function is to raise livestock for sale on the open market. But Bush got NO horses. None. Hence, Bush ain't got no stinkin' ranch. Besides--how do you run a ranch without at least a few horses? Well if you have five cows I guess you don't need horses. That just ain't right.

Sadly, he IS the President.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Shared Sacrifice

Military families feel alone in their sacrifice for the nation in a time of war.

“Our experience is that it’s two different worlds — the one for everybody else, and the one for military families and service people,” agreed Laura Stranlund of Amherst, Mass., whose son, Army Sgt. 1st Class Jonathan Miller, is on his third deployment since 2001. “Unless you’ve got skin in the game or know someone who does, it just doesn’t seem to matter. America is at the mall.”



The former Cheerleader begs to differ.



Dude, where's my share?




Impeach the cheerleader. Save the world.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Gardening tips, Ctd.

Mom continues to thin the herd.