Thursday, April 05, 2007

And Then He Built a Fort in the Backyard


I swear, there's a literal pathology to wingnuts that I don't understand, won't ever understand, and don't want to understand. It's almost as if they're perpetually on the cusp between juvenile and adolescent, alternately playing video games, reading comic books, nose-picking, mastubating furiously to whatever porn they've manage to scrounge up...and occasionally making snide remarks about their perceived inferiors:

Don't you just love these meatheads having the gall to criticize the behavior of the military in circumstances that would make them foul their trousers in the first five seconds? I had expected the criticism's of Blair,and wrote about it earlier, but he's a politician and that's part of the game. To actually blame the sailors for surviving is unbelievable to me.

The rightwing is filled with these flatulent armchair warriors, ready to condemn everyone from intrepid reporters to the professional military for cowardice when they are captured by the enemy and fail to behave in what they consider a properly Rambo-esque manner. They seem to think these people should die rather than be taken alive or some other such puerile nonsense...

These are empty, cruel little boys and girls with serious deficiencies in their characters. They are lost souls, walking this earth without ever learning the meaning of decency, empathy or morality. I suppose this is understandable on some level. The only "lives" they truly value exist only in a womb or a petrie dish. And apparently that's because these wingnuts relate to them --- they are just about as fully human as frozen blastocysts themselves.

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