Bra-Ha-Ha
TODAY'S STRIP
Boy that was all rather scathing, wasn't it. While the right-wing of the GOP attacks Sandra Day O'Connor, Stantis fights the power, stands alone, and urges them to reconsider...
Oh, wait. That "storyline" is over. In terms of giving hell to the GOP -- as hinted at in his podcast -- on a scale of Boiling to Ice Cold, I give that a "Rather Fucking Tepid."
But it's time to moveon.org to today's delightful strip entitled Liberals Who Hate America are Sinnics [sic] and Not Optomists [sic].
What I don't understand about today is that Carmen claims she loves America so as to set herself apart from Winslow. But I'm sure that Winslow loves America too. Everyone who continues to live in America is required -- by political slogans on bumper stickers, lapel pins, and mini-pennants -- to love America. "America: Love it or Leave it." It's the law! Or at least it should be.
I've learned quite a bit about life through political slogans.
For instance, one time in the mid-90's during the Clinton years I was driving behind someone who had a bumper sticker that said "Don't Blame Me: I Voted for Bush." At the next stoplight I pulled up alongside the car, rolled down my window and said, "Pardonez-moi, Est-ce que vous avez du Grey Poupon? Oh? You don't? Well, I don't blame you; you voted for Bush." And we went off on our merry respective ways. (Though my sandwich was lacking that certain je-ne-sais-quoi without the mustard.)
Another time I followed the advice of a political slogan was early 2001. I saw someone on the television waving a placard that said "Sore Loserman." "Wow," I thought to myself, "those are some heavy-duty words to live by." And from that time I've been a very very very gracious loser. Thank you, placard-waver!
And finally, just the other day I was trying to figure out a place to take my family for vacation this summer when I ran across someone wearing a T-shirt that read "Club G'itmo: Your Tropical Retreat from the Stress of Jihad." How brilliant! I immediately ran to the internet to book my tickets.
So wave those pennants, wear those pins, sticker your cars. Liberals like me have a lot to learn.
Boy that was all rather scathing, wasn't it. While the right-wing of the GOP attacks Sandra Day O'Connor, Stantis fights the power, stands alone, and urges them to reconsider...
Oh, wait. That "storyline" is over. In terms of giving hell to the GOP -- as hinted at in his podcast -- on a scale of Boiling to Ice Cold, I give that a "Rather Fucking Tepid."
But it's time to moveon.org to today's delightful strip entitled Liberals Who Hate America are Sinnics [sic] and Not Optomists [sic].
What I don't understand about today is that Carmen claims she loves America so as to set herself apart from Winslow. But I'm sure that Winslow loves America too. Everyone who continues to live in America is required -- by political slogans on bumper stickers, lapel pins, and mini-pennants -- to love America. "America: Love it or Leave it." It's the law! Or at least it should be.
I've learned quite a bit about life through political slogans.
For instance, one time in the mid-90's during the Clinton years I was driving behind someone who had a bumper sticker that said "Don't Blame Me: I Voted for Bush." At the next stoplight I pulled up alongside the car, rolled down my window and said, "Pardonez-moi, Est-ce que vous avez du Grey Poupon? Oh? You don't? Well, I don't blame you; you voted for Bush." And we went off on our merry respective ways. (Though my sandwich was lacking that certain je-ne-sais-quoi without the mustard.)
Another time I followed the advice of a political slogan was early 2001. I saw someone on the television waving a placard that said "Sore Loserman." "Wow," I thought to myself, "those are some heavy-duty words to live by." And from that time I've been a very very very gracious loser. Thank you, placard-waver!
And finally, just the other day I was trying to figure out a place to take my family for vacation this summer when I ran across someone wearing a T-shirt that read "Club G'itmo: Your Tropical Retreat from the Stress of Jihad." How brilliant! I immediately ran to the internet to book my tickets.
So wave those pennants, wear those pins, sticker your cars. Liberals like me have a lot to learn.
posted by CJo at 9:20 AM
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