The Republican Party is rife with Zeros these days. The nine nincompoops above are just a random gaggle selected from the dozens and dozens of them pining to spend time in the GOPper boxes of national leadership-ness-ness. The assortment of war criminals, gas bags, elderly has-beens, living and dead, and a burgeoning bunch of weiner wanna-bees will continue to plague the nation until the electorate relegates them to the slag-heap of history.
Sorry kids, no time for blogging today, my socialist postal comrade just delivered the July DICK, which I usually use as a harsh laxative. Although there’s always a Dick on the cover, the mag is not totally dedicated to the current Dick ‘o the walk, Dick Cheney; they cover every swingin’ dick that’s made it into the Dickipedia, as well as most of the worthy contenders. But if dicks keep popping out of the woody-work, they may have to go to a weekly publishing schedule.
Dick Cheney reprising the role of Guy Pearce So where are you? You’re in some motel room underground bunker. You just – you just wake up and you’re in – in a motel room bunker. There’s the key. It feels like maybe it’s just the first time you’ve been there, but perhaps you’ve been there for a week, three months. …
“We decided we needed some enhanced techniques.” —Dick Cheney “WE” did?? So, just who is “We,” Dick? Do you have a turd in your pocket? Surely you don’t mean that dry-drunk Bush boy, do you? Do you mean you and your daughter Liz, who, like you, doesn’t believe waterboarding is torture? Just merely “harsh” interrogation? You know, Dick, as a …
. . .WHEN DICK CHENEY DOES IT [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DJI508KaaY[/youtube]
The Apocalypse just keeps on coming; this month, Dick says to Jesus, “I can take that there dove off your hands with one shot.”
Got my June Issue of Apocalypse Magazine today, even though my subscription expired a year ago, there have been massive layoffs and firings of writers and staff, and the company is in receivership. Now ain’t that America for you and me. When I first subscribed, I didn’t realize that there was another meaning for the word apocalypse, product of popular culture that I am.
WASHINGTON — Not everyone attending the White House Correspondents’ Association Dinner was entertained by comedian Wanda Sykes. Count Bill Bennet as one of them. CNN’s Wolfe Blitzer sat down in the Situation Room© with the colossal Bennet, who was still visibly upset over the Dinner. Yes. The Dinner.
