My blogging patron saint wrote a brilliant and blistering post about the Mississippi GOP's little electoral shindig. Here's the kick ass opening 'graph:
The triumph of sheep-humping in Mississippi last night was clear and unequivocal. Incumbent Republican Thad Cochran, an otherwise nondescript elderly pork-ladling conservative, waited until very late in the campaign to bring out his heavy, er, artillery, explaining to his constituents that he not only brings home the bacon, but also entertains the bacon while it's still ambulatory. Cochran's political masterstroke turned the entire election against his opponent, Tea Party neo-Confederate Chris McDaniel, who could not come up with an effective counter-argument, at least not one that he could show on a television commercial. And, thus did sheep-humping defeat cockfighting, a watershed moment in Mississippi politics. So now we start the genita…er…general election campaign. Everybody wash your hands thoroughly.
Pierce understands what the MSM horde does not. Nothing that happens in Mississippi politics has any relevance to any other place. It's a fucking weird fucked up state, which produced a run-off between an advocate of animal husbandry and a neo-Confederate pro-cock fighting racist. Originally, I didn't expect black folks to vote in any numbers for the sheep fucker but once they issued the statement about poll watchers, I knew we were in for some political mischief.
I'll give Charlie's favorite Canadian the last word:
