The Reverend Al Sharpton and Martin Sheen visited ‘Camp Casey’ this weekend. There were apparently a few minor skirmishes as pro-Bush, pro-war folks set up shop nearby Sheehan this weekend. We’re not sure how much of the protest is actually indicative of the simmering anti-war sentiment in America and how much is slow news in August.
Wednesday it looks like Sheehan will jump on a bus and head South towards Houston. Word is she’ll stop and speak in Austin as she makes her way to Tom DeLay’s office in Houston. Uhm…we think Sheehan would have better luck getting George Bush to cook her dinner and whisper sweet nothings in her ear than her chances of getting a meeting with DeLay. He’s probably pretty busy meeting with his legal counsel these days.
Oh, and uh..there’s a big ass hurricane but it has nothing to do with politics until gas prices jump on Monday and once again President Bush does nothing to release the strategic oil reserves.
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No doubt this “hurricane” nonsense is A BIG LIE by the Bush administration to distract us from the REAL news of the week — Cindy Sheehan and the celebrities who have arrived to support her because they just couldn’t stand back and be silent any longer about their opposition to the war. I’m sure there’s a fake hurricane memo somewhere just waiting to be found.
^ You’re a fucking idiot. Yeah the hurricane is just a big fantasy made up by the big bad bush administration. Do the world a favor and blow your brains out.
Uh … sarcasm requires some subtlety of thought to detect, wonk. But let me guess: subtlety is not a trait you cultivate.
No, he doesn’t get irony at all. He must have missed the last fifty years. You have to wonder why he’s on this blog all the time though. . . Any theories?
Man, tempers are running high. Chill, you guys. Wonk, “blow your brains out?” Don’t make me come down there.
Man, tempers are running high. Chill, you guys. Wonk, “blow your brains out?” Don’t make me come down there.
He has Tourette’s, no kidding. His doctor told him to log on to liberal blogs all day, get it out of his system.
^ Ok Doogie Houser.
Whoa. I know biting sarcasm when I see it.
Uh, that wasn’t it.
Come on, hon. 10:00 pm (about) time for a cocktail.
Whoa. I know biting sarcasm when I see it.
Uh, that wasn’t it.
Come on, hon. 10:00 pm (about) time for a cocktail.
Great where are we going faggot? The Brown Bar?
Sheesh, take it easy already ……
Uhm…are y’all ok? I know we don’t have the morons in the state legislature to pick on right now, but it’s just a Monday for Chrissakes. Let’s save the extreme bitterness for at least a Wednesday.
Why I oughta … Wait. Can a woman be a faggot? I’m open to suggestions. Would that mean I sleep with men? Oh, yeah. Already do that. Women cross-dressers? Or men cross-dressing as women cross-dressing as men?? I’m so confused.
Why I oughta … Wait. Can a woman be a faggot? I’m open to suggestions. Would that mean I sleep with men? Oh, yeah. Already do that. Women cross-dressers? Or men cross-dressing as women cross-dressing as men?? I’m so confused.
You are futarded. Fucking retarded.
No argument there.
No argument there.
I was the first “anonymous,” not the second. I just had to say so. I couldn’t handle anyone thinking I would be so unfunny.