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Rajjpuut's Folly on Saturday, July 11, 2009 12:44:59 AM
When it comes to EVIL, Barak Obama is not fit to tie his liberal shoelaces
Yesterday, I thought I knew what real evil was, forgive me, Barak, I have wronged you.
The Evil Emperor Wants “Our” Infrastructure
Yesterday, after a close encounter with the legacy of Rachel Carson and the latest inanity offered up by Barak Obama (“Poorer nations need to build green-tech”) I actually thought I knew what evil was. Forgive me, Rachel, despite the 50 million malaria deaths to your credit, you are a saint. Forgive me, Barak, despite your mighty efforts to castrate the American economy and hogtie its citizens into communism, I can see now that you are a virtual Libertarian. For I have met the enemy, and Pogo was wrong: the enemy is NOT “us,” it is “HIM!” When it comes to real evil, neither Rachel nor Barak are fit to carry his jock, nor tie his liberal shoelaces. Nancy P., please excuse my ignorance, I have met your divinity and his hellish power cast me down, you are but a mere pretender, Nancy P.
I came to his website, MichaelMoore.com, as a doubter and left as a convert. Surely satan right here on earth has Moore power than any gods in the sky. Unfortunately, we stopped Tailgunner Joe McCarthy decades too soon . . . here is definitely one sick commie that needed to be eliminated from out midst. Perhaps I exaggerate? That would be very hard . . . .
At michaelmoore.com/words/message/index.php?id=248 under the headline “Goodbye, G.M.” we see little treasures of emotional wonder like this:
So here we are at the deathbed of General Motors. The company's body not yet cold, and I find myself filled with -- dare I say it -- joy. It is not the joy of revenge against a corporation that ruined my hometown and brought misery, divorce, alcoholism, homelessness, physical and mental debilitation, and drug addiction to the people I grew up with. Nor do I, obviously, claim any joy in knowing that 21,000 more GM workers will be told that they, too, are without a job.
But you and I and the rest of America now own a car company! I know, I know -- who on earth wants to run a car company? Who among us wants $50 billion of our tax dollars thrown down the rat hole of still trying to save GM? Let's be clear about this: The only way to save GM is to kill GM. Saving our precious industrial infrastructure, though, is another matter and must be a top priority. If we allow the shutting down and tearing down of our auto plants, we will sorely wish we still had them when we realize that those factories could have built the alternative energy systems we now desperately need. And when we realize that the best way to transport ourselves is on light rail and bullet trains and cleaner buses, how will we do this if we've allowed our industrial capacity and its skilled workforce to disappear?
Ready to swoop in right after the kill like some big joyful hearted vulture, that was the satanic presence I sensed and did you notice his demonic possession: “our” auto factories, “our” industrial capacity, and “our” precious industrial infrastructure. . . a big joyful hearted commie-vulture. Who knew Beelzebub is a collective entity, a vulture-hive, who could have known? . . . as I continued reading . . . wonderfully incisive little articles like “Bernie Madoff, Scapegoat” I couldn’t help myself and began to shudder in the presence of that much evil. Perhaps I should get a chubby Mikey Moore tattoo right on my hemmorhoid?
Ya'all live long, strong and ornery,
Rajjpuut