Nancy Pelosi, tea-partier?

Sorry, pardon my rightwingese, I do of course mean tea-bagger, in the crude vernacular of the Left.

I dunno.  I leave the US and, all of a sudden, Pelosi parties.  My mind’s struggling to comprehend the ultimate paradox of Pelosi castigating the leviathan bureaucracy in whose gestation she’s played a constant role.

This gigantic admission that the Emperor has no clothes is as stunning as it is stupid.  Seeing as how Democrats = big government and how big government = big waste, the end result is obviously that the Democrats are an even f*cking bigger waste of time than anyone had previously suspected.

How do they intend to allay the concerns of those who recognize the appalling profligacy of government parasites?  By denouncing their own hideous creations?  By cutting such indispensable positions as diversity officers?  By becoming conservatives?

I’m not holding my breath.

PS – Look at Gordo go!  He’s obviously been taking intensive courses on trying to appear less repulsive to the fairer sex.  Still, the inescapable grab-by-the-shoulders-and-lunge technique is favored only by drunkards and rapists.  Best learn a new trick or two, Gordon.  Ladies, how would you feel if this shambling monstrosity were invading your personal space?

Friends, it’s been increasingly difficult to keep the posts comin’ recently, as you’ve no doubt noticed.  I’m still insanely mad at all the crooks, criminals and communists who hold power over us, and it’s not like I’ve become any better at meekly accepting that sad fact.

What has changed, though, is that my wife and I are heading back to the United Kingdom.  There’ll be a general election in early May, the Conservatives will win (well, to be more accurate, the party that still calls itself the Conservative Party, not that there’s much conservative about it at all, will win) and I’m going back to see if there is anything small that I might be able to do to help repair my country.

And if that doesn’t work out, then I’ll probably return to teaching, having loved the brief time that I spent over here teaching history and international relations.  Heck, I might just go and teach, anyway, it was far more fulfilling than any other job that I’ve had.

I didn’t want to post this, but feel that I should let you guys know what’s going on, rather than letting the site fade into oblivion (although I am on the cusp of 200,000 views and was sorta tempted to see if I could break that barrier without posting at all).  And also because my wife got me some nifty Track-A-’Crat business cards for Christmas, just in time for me to… stop… writing… on the site.

I’m still going to post on The Green Room (and here) from time to time, so stop by once in a while and maybe there’ll be a surprise waiting for you.  I’ve massively enjoyed doing this, and that’s almost entirely due to somehow being found by all of you.  Ranting for its own sake is always enjoyable, but nowhere near as much fun as having other people join in the frenzy, whether they’re more balanced or even more furious (you know who you are, for both categories).

Please keep in touch, particularly if you’re ever headed to the UK.  Not sure yet where we’ll be based over there, but it’d be wonderful to put some faces to names/pseudonyms.

Knowing what I’m like, we’ll almost certainly be back in the States to live at some point.  I love the people and the place too much to stay gone for good and, while Europe is looking kinda f*cked, the US will persevere.

The final word goes to Senator McCain.  Yes, I know, RINO imposter and all that, but the slaughter would have been even worse had we been represented by anyone else in 2008.  If only the rest of his campaign could have been as potent as the raw energy on display when he delivered the finest speech of his candidacy:

Stand up, stand up, stand up, and fight! Nothing is inevitable. We’re Americans, and we never give up! We never quit! We never hide from history! We make history!

Damn straight.

Except for when the Left gets a hold of ‘em, of course.

Then they’re of about as much use as Charles Barron’s favorite explanation of “You shut up.”

Mark Knoller has compiled some wicked awesome stats about Year One.  Here’s a taster of how Barry frittered away an entire year:

• 42 news conferences, against 21 for Bush.
• 158 (!) interviews.
• 28 fundraisers, against 6 for Bush.
• 7 rallies, all of them on behalf of losing candidates.
• 29 rounds of golf, against 7 for Bush.
• And a magnificent 21 days on which Zero a did not have a public or press appearance.  My, how excruciating those empty days must have been for him.

Read the rest here.

What’s not included: countless attacks on President Bush, infinite utterances of “Let me be clear” and other such oratorical banalities, and zillions of dollars redistributed to anything that destroys prosperity/life/freedom.

Although I would also have included the 1,200 self-references in the first eight months of his reign, the 170 or so parties/social events hosted by the White House as of December 2009, and the tripling of the budget deficit.

Doesn’t time fly when you’re having fun?

Carbon dating, spectrum analysis, psychic probes and enhanced interrogation all confirm that this is the most scientifically accurate depiction of government in existence.

H/t to The Blogmocracy.

Joining a category already densely populated by America, white people (and their pets), gun-owners, pro-lifers, anti-governmenters, those not dependent upon government largesse, anyone associated with any bank/financial institution (except for OneUnited Bank in Boston, of course) and tragically unaborted zygotes, fetuses and babies.

Expectations are never high for any conversation between Keith Olbermann and Howard Fineman, but they surpassed themselves with their most recent bout of deranged navel-gazing.  MSNBC continues to pretend that these two offer insightful analysis, but they could be replaced with the human sewage of Jersey Shore and the intelligence of the discourse wouldn’t suffer one bit.

Who does MSNBC thinks watches this drivel?  If I wanted to see two people doing nothing but stroking each other’s ego while simultaneously trying to be the most militant Leftie, then I’d just put on the Barry channel and place a mirror in front of the television.

Taa-daa!

At least that way we’d both be pleased, as I could mock Barry’s constant platitudes and personal anecdotes, while he speaks to the only audience that he cares about: himself.

Here’s the keyboard-mashingly stupid text of the Olbermann-Fineman debacle (and here’s the vid):

OLBERMANN: The Republicans and the Tea Partiers will tell you what happens tonight with Scott Brown tonight, whether he wins or comes close, is a repudiation of Obama policies, and surely one of Obama’s policies from the viewpoint of his opponents is that it’s okay to have this sea change in American history, to have an African-American President. Is this vote to any degree just a euphemism the way state’s rights was in the 60s?

FINEMAN: Wow, that is a good question.

Note to Fineman: you’re not 10-years old, so don’t start any reply, ever, with the word “wow”, douchebag.  And that really, especially should not be your response when the question was (a) grammatically incorrect, (b) contorted enough so that any (potential) meaning was wrung out of it and (c) just plain stupid.

Pulling out all the stops, Fineman then announced that:

FINEMAN: Maybe not in Massachusetts, but maybe in some places, there are codes, there are images, ah, you know, there are pickup trucks, uh, you could say there was a racial aspect to it one way or another.

OLBERMANN: What were the Scott Brown ads, though?  Every one of the Scott Brown ads had him in a pickup truck.

FINEMAN: That’s why I mentioned pickup trucks.  I mean, my mind goes back to Fred Thompson down in Tennessee.

There is possibly no statement in recorded history less intelligent than that.  Alcee Hastings provided the previous benchmark, with this indecipherable gibberish, but this trucks = racist crap is even worse.

Nothing is speeding the MSM towards its well-deserved death more quickly than its anchors.  Who needs enemies when you’ve got friends like these?

This scene in Downfall is just about perfect for any political situation that goes completely t*ts up (do you guys use that phrase over here, or do I now look dirty as well as foul-mouthed?).

So the miracle in Massachusetts definitely qualifies.

You know this is gonna be gold from the moment that the line All of the newly elected “Blue Dogs, ” please leave the room now appears.

Watch until the end, guys: the last few lines are even better than those that precede ‘em.

If by “sanity”, you mean complete and utter, absolutely irrepressible, totally unconcealable, batsh*t craziness.

Dude makes John Wiley Price look like he’s playing with a full deck of cards, which is no mean feat.

The guy doesn’t just still look nutso after 29 years in prison for trying to assassinate Pope John Paul II. He is totally nutso, as attested to by his post-release statement to the press (which he really should have had proofread by someone else before going ahead and plunging right in at the deep end):

In the name of God Almighty, I proclaim the end of the world in this century. All the world will be destroyed, every human being will die. I am not God, I am not son of God, I am Christ eternal.

Um, okay then.

Glad we’ve got that cleared up.

Good to know that he’s no less sane than when he was first incarcerated.

Something tells me that it’s not going to be long before Mehmet is once again enjoying the finest in penitentiary hospitality…

The hits just keep on comin’.

Erroll Southers, the dope who would have preferred to karate kick carbon dioxide and pro-life/anti-government/Christian groups, as opposed to Islamofacists, has withdrawn his nomination!

Guess you’ll have to chase that rainbow another day, Erroll.

The half-life of this good news is very short, as his replacement is bound to be as comprehensively deficient as he is, but it doesn’t matter: it’s another humbling moment for President Arrogant.  Now why do you think his failure was announced today, of all days?

Today could only get better if this were to happen to Nancy Pelosi (the subtitle in particular).

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR ELECTING A MAN WITH NO EXPERIENCE!

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR ELECTING A MAN WITH NO PRINCIPLES!

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR ELECTING A DIEHARD COMMUNIST!

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR HOPING THAT SOMEONE ELSE WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE FOR YOU!

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR VOTING ON THE BASIS OF WHAT HANDOUTS WILL THEN BE YOURS!

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR BELIEVING THAT ONE MAN CAUSED ALL OF AMERICA’S PROBLEMS AND THAT ONE MAN CAN SOLVE THEM!

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR SLANDERING OVER HALF OF THE POPULATION AS TEA-BAGGING, HOMOPHOBIC, BIBLE-BASHING, XENOPHOBIC RACISTS!

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR LEARNING NOTHING FROM HISTORY!

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR WILLINGLY ENSLAVING YOURSELF TO THE POLITICALLY-CORRECT TYRANNY!

I can’t take it!  I can’t take it!

Need to know!

Need to know that the f*cking f*cktards who can’t even contemplate life without a filibuster-proof Senate have had their wings clipped!

It’s called the democratic f*cking process, dipsh*ts!

(Yeah, I know, haven’t I developed a nasty lil’ potty mouth recently?  See, I had such grand ambitions when I started the site – I’d always refer to President Obama and would never utter profanities, etc, etc.  In true Democratic fashion, though, I abrogate all self-responsibility in favor of blaming you guys for bringing out my less well-mannered side.)

UPDATE – Argh!  The counters on Drudge have started to count!  Please, please, please, please, pleeeeeeeeasssee!

UPDATE II – It’s happening!  It’s happening!

UPDATE III – THIS. IS. SPARTA MASSACHUSETTS!