Comedy Hour

Laugh and smirk and giggle, Mr. McCain. You too, Mr. Romney. Everything is just so damn funny.

One million dead Iraqis is a hilarious topic. The collapse of the US economy is more fun than a barrel of monkeys. And the fact that someone has the guts to point it all out - oh yeah, that old propeller-head is a riot. Everyone be nice to the amusing old crank, just let him finish his addle-brained discourse and let the real business commence. You know the kind of work I'm talking about, the serious work, like the socialization of a once-great republic, the debate about who really means it when they say Kill the Terrorists, the hoodwinking of America's citizenry as our dollar is burned away right in front of our eyes... That's the kind of stuff real men are made of. Strong men, solid men like you, Mr. McCain, and you, Mr. Romney. How patient you are as that silly old coot speaks of trite things like deficit spending, causes of inflation, why countries hate us, the mathematics of an Empire, and that ridiculously worn out document he just goes on and on about! What did he call it again? Oh yes, the Constitution, just about as dusty as he is.

You too, Mr. Huckabee. Your feigned innocence, your flag-draped cross... It's such a good thing that your advisor on foreign policy is none other than the President of the Council on Foreign Relations. If you were President of the United States, I could rest easy knowing that the man sworn to uphold our Constitution takes counsel from an organization interested in the dissolution of national sovereignties. Brilliant!

As funny and pious as the lot of you are... I will never, ever vote for you. You three offer nothing but more of the same nonsense that put us squarely in the lap of ruin in the first place. You are a brood of vipers, and it is my hope that my brothers and sisters in Liberty wake up to this truth before it is too late. I hope that we as a nation have the eyes to see you and your ilk for what you are - poison and disaster.