Nice job throwing a stupid fucking hissyfit for nothing.
Nice job making the whole damn country watch as you screamed and kicked and demanded toys in the Target or you’d hold your breath until you turned blue.
Nice job getting in everybody’s way while they’re just trying to shop for frozen french toast sticks, fuckpuppets.
I would swear if Democrats don’t hang this around their necks and make them wear it until it rots … but I thought that about the war, too, and about so many other things. Still, every single Democrat in every single teawad district just got a big fat fucking present from Santa this month, and if they don’t want to open it then by God there’s nothing anybody can do for them.
Can we be done with this tea thing now? I mean it, can it be over? Can we stop pretending this is a new and legitimate force in American politics and just admit that over the weekend, every single thing out of their mouths should disqualify them from being in the same room as the machinery of government ever again?
Can we stop talking about Ted Cruz’s presidential ambitions and how his story is so inspirational?
Can we stop covering Sarah Palin’s every word?
And once and for fucking all can we please stop giving Boehner a pass? He’s kept this viper’s nest in his party and he’s knuckled under to them for weeks now before doing what he knew and we knew all along he was gonna have to do. He was not in a tough position. He was not in a bad spot. He was exactly where he wanted to be and the way I know that is that his ass wasn’t elsewheres.
The sympathy he’s gotten astounds me. This is a grown-ass man who is not in any way powerless in our society. At any time in the past two years he could have told everybody to cut the shit with the wacko birtherism, with the vaguely racist slavery comparisons, with the overtly racist slavery comparisons, and the general temper tantrum over Obamacare, and every other fuckin’ thing.
At any time he could have done that, but he ran the numbers and decided the idiots were useful. He decided he’d rather have the rabid dogs on his side. The rabid dogs turned around and chewed his damn legs off and I’m supposed to push him around in a wheelchair now and bathe his fevered brow? Fuck that. He knew what he was doing all along and he was never helpless.
Can we be done with it all now, and get back to the business of not being an international laughingstock? Can we put Ted Cruz and Mike Lee in a time-out room and then just kind of forget to let them out of it? Can we please?