Track-A-’Crat: The Roll Call of Democratic Delinquency

So speaks the sage of socialism, Chris Matthews.

He thought West Point a “strange venue” for Zero to set forth the culmination of months of strenuous dithering.  In one sense, at least, he was right:  Barry should have made his defeat’n'retreat speech to an audience that would have welcomed the news.  MoveOn.org, Code Pink, the ACLU, Greenpeace, Joy Behar, Hollywood, the usual Left-wing zombies.

Speaking to the future leaders at West Point, whom I wish could’ve greeted Barry’s words not only by napping but also by slow clapping, The One should have got down on his knees and wept in joy at the sacrifices they will soon make that allow him the freedom to pursue his life-long addiction to idiocy.

When budget cuts have to be made in order to accommodate health care/cap’n'tax/increased state handouts/whatever, the military will suffer.  The unavoidable lesson from Europe is that as the state grows, the military recedes.  Craven politicians dare not cut programs that allow people to shift responsibility away from themselves, so instead they slash the one thing that continues to ensure that we can live in such a self-absorbed, short-sighted manner: the military.

And when the time comes, Barry will take sadistic pleasure in doing so.  He’ll love neutering the oppressive instrument of American imperialism, but, more importantly, he’ll remember the frigid reception that he received at West Point (and every other time that he’s worked up the courage to speak to the military in-person).

He’ll recall the damage that they inflicted on his precious ego.  The racism that undoubtedly lay behind their passive resistance.  And he will smile as he guts their funding, and our freedom.

Chris Matthews is the perfect face of the Left.

Stratospherically arrogant and immeasurably conceited, Matthews shares these dominant traits with Barry, Reid, Pelosi, Frank and all the other top dogs of the neophyte communist party.

So watch in joy (at the 57-seconds mark) as someone finally makes Matthews stutter and wheeze like he’s been punched in the throat.

Observe how rapidly Matthews goes from his usual, rude, constantly-interrupting and contemptuous self to a defensive little bunny trying to instill feelings of sympathy among those watching his ravings. He’d jeered his guest (author, journalist and radio host, Mark Williams) for the entire minute of the clip until then, and Lord only knows for how long before that, but cannot stand a single retaliatory jab, as the Left never can.  When confronted with his own idiocy, Matthews shuts down and claims not to know what Williams is getting at.

You know, Chris.  You know.

Why no-one else had attempted to mock Matthews about his notorious “leg tingle” on his own show until now, I do not know.  But it’s a masterstroke.

The barrier has been breached: let this be a lesson to everyone else wondering how to ensure that Matthews shuts his mouth long enough for them to squeeze in a sentence of sanity amidst the barrage of madness.

Does this qualify as incitement to violence?

Perhaps so if my readership were larger, but it’s not.  So this can be our little secret.

Although hitting his squidgy, pudgy face would be about as satisfying as punching play-doh.  See how it re-molds around your fist!

Of course, I’m not seriously advocating violence.  Because (1) people who really want to know can find out my address and (2) violence never solves anything (except for World War I, World II, Afghanistan, Iraq, maybe Iran and at football matches).

Not even after Chris Matthews had the chivalry to call Sarah Palin a mail-order bride.

Given the venomous attacks still being launched against Palin, you’d think that the Republicans had won last November.

UPDATE:  Well, force was working in Afghanistan, at least until Barry today set a deadline for withdrawal, about eight days from now.  Afghanistan, prepare to vie with Yemen for the title of most useless country in the world, again.