My Kingdom For A Horse And A Bayonet
Boca Raton, FL
October 24,
2012
Sorry for the
delay but it took me this long to stop spinning like a gyroscope after watching
Romney’s prodigious pirouetting over the course of the last two debates,
especially that third one. I wonder if
he gets dizzier than usual doing this. I
don’t know how Obama kept his eyes on old Willard without getting motion
sickness. Mr. Flip-Flop was whirling like
Looney Toons’ Tazmanian Devil hopped up on Meth, minus Taz’s charm. Nonetheless, Obama dispatched Romney like
Cassius Clay manhandling Sonny Liston. If
the third Obama vs. Romney debate had been a boxing match, the magic
underwear towel would have surely come flying into the ring from the Romney
corner.
I do feel
sorry for Mr. Bush Romney. The
theme of the debate was after all Foreign Policy and policy of any kind is
clearly foreign to Willard, especially when it involves foreign. If we had any doubts about Willard’s grasp of
the world-outside-his-magic-underwear-shoes, he forcefully and
permanently put them to rest on Monday night.
Willard 3.0 apparently didn’t have the time to formulate new positions
so he just repeated whatever Obama said, or in some way echoed the policies
already in place. All of course
completely at odds with everything he had been parroting up until that time. Romney is in the last throes, if you will, of trying to appeal to the undecided
regular folks in Medieval America, but his new Obama-lite foreign-policy-like
babblings are confusing the compromise-intolerant rabble still sitting at home
scratching their heads and asses simultaneously.
Romney is
admittedly not interested in foreign affairs, other than the wonderful
missionary position he assumed while living in comfy digs with a chef and all the
amenities, avoiding the Vietnam draft thanks to the special Mormon deferment
loophole. I say missionary position
because obviously it is the job of a missionary in that position to try to fuck
everyone in their path using the same worn-out posturing to con them into
joining his church - dead or alive.
Willard’s other international experience includes the considerable
fortune he has amassed by sending an untold number of American jobs and
companies to China to pad his secretive fortune, a fortune which itself has
considerable experience with international affairs as it turns out.
Obama tried
to explain many things to Willard who mostly sat there looking like he was
fighting off some serious diarrhea. And not
the kind with which we are all familiar that happens when his mouth opens. Nobody in their right mind found Romney a
credible Commander in Chief based on his performance, and I do mean
performance, during the third and final debate.
After the debate Romney mewed, “I thought what the president was saying
was pretty good, but I knew many Americans would think it sounded better coming
from me – I’m white.” Willard the Mirage is on the wane. Unto this mighty Mor(m)on I say, feel free to
fade completely from view until all that remains visible is your bogus Cheshire
Cat grin. Apologies to the Cheshire Cat.
All we can
hope for now is that the myriad Bain-owned voting machines are not allowed to
create their own vote counts in the swing states on November 6th. We need an army of international observers to
assure a legitimate vote count. Unlike rape,
there are in fact illegitimate elections here in the Land of the Free and Home
of the Brave. Do the name George W. Bush
ring a bell? Even America has no way of
shutting that whole thing down after being illegitimately electioneered. I guess it’s just another method of conception
election according to the likes of vice presidential candidate Paul Ryan. Especially if someone is illegitimately "elected" and it is God's intention that they become "president" anyway.
R.I.P. George McGovern July 19,
1922 - October 21, 2012
Keep plenty
of Votegra handy. Don’t let Electile
Dysfunction ruin your Election Day.
I. Mangrey reporting.
Thanks for
listening. Responsible comment (and a legitimate election) invited.
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