This nonsense with the nutbag at Hillary’s campaign shop in Rochester, New Hampshire is just the biggest publicity boon she could have asked for.
There’s her name and all the attendant bullshit on all of the major cable news networks for hour after hour. How can it not be a help to her?
Her reaction is all I want to see now. I’ll bet she uses it as an exhibit in some push for national mental health care.
It doesn’t matter to me whether retired Army general Keith Kerr —who asked the question in last night’s debate about the “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy— is a “gay activist” or a raging, throbbing Democrat. The question itself is the thing; it’s not the questioner. Not in this, anyway. It’s true that CNN was almost cartoonishly unethical in failing to disclose Kerr’s affiliations, but that’s more on them than him, as far as I am concerned.
As for the other botanical selections in last night’s debate, I am not much more surprised at their own particular infiltrations. Debates are about the candidates, not the questioners. Even when it’s Russert —or Blitzer forewarned about being a Russert— the bottom line remains: it’s only the candidates’ reactions that matter. The questions can be as insolent or partisan as they can be and it still comes down to how these wannabes handle themselves.
Last night, during the Republican debate on CNN, I dropped in at Eschaton —my favorite Left-wing blog— and managed to stumble into what the regulars there prize most in life: the soul-satisfying glory of being the first commenter on a thread. The little rodents get so excited about marking their territory in this way that they have immortalized the panicky spelling of the word first with frist. Thus, for the rest of the time a given thread remains active, one must start from the top where pride of place is marked by this familiar ejaculate: Frist!
But I didn’t think to write frist, burdened as I am to think at all. Instead, I wrote a single sentence to the effect that I was liveblogging the debate at my (this) blog, if anyone cared.
Within moments, as always, there were many other comments from those who had wandered up from the previous turn of the hamster wheel. Someone made some retort to my invitation and I replied, although I don’t recall now which of my friends was declining to come by.
But then, for the first time I can ever recall it happening —in all the years I have tormented the losers there with the certain knowledge of their stupidity— I returned to that thread to find that the first dozen or more comments had been deleted. And, in their place, the guest-blogger Thersites, whose post it was, had written “First!”
The best evidence of this deletion —because the piece of shit won’t cop to doing it— is the fact that Thersites claimed to be “first” at 8:43 PM when, in fact, the post had been open since 8:37 PM. Posts at Eschaton do not go that long without a comment. It just doesn’t happen.
Why did Thersites delete my invitation and the comments of many others? Because he knows that he’s an unprincipled loser. He’s afraid of me and ashamed of his own many shortcomings. He has libeled me and slandered me countless times. He has no ability to refute me as a thinker or a writer, so he resorts to lies and distortions. The record on this is clear. And can be made clearer any time he wishes.
I’m ashamed of Duncan Hunter for what he just said.
This general is right to stand up and tell it like he sees it. Thank you for your courage, sir.
Again, you will not see anything like this degree of ideological complexity tolerated among the filthy fucking totalitarians hiding out in the Democrat Party. That’s a stone fact.
Down with the deluded fucks in the so-called reality-based community.
Censor this, you lousy cowards.
Good. This is the part where the party instructs the American People on the fact that we are succeeding in Iraq.
The hippie cocksuckers will find out later.
This crap about overturning Roe v. Wade is disturbing. Returning the authority to the states? People know it’s wrong.
Huckabee’s doing well on the death penalty. “Jesus was too smart to ever run for public office.” Classic.
The dude with the Bible is wack. Giuliani explains that not everything in that book is true. But, damn! Romney was weak. Yikes. Huckabee’s not all that far off from Giuliani in addressing whether the Bible is literally true, but goes well beyond that in his explicit spirituality.
McCain is fading. Even Thompson is outpacing him.
Booing Giuliani’s gun control ideas? If there’s anything he’s known before besides his leadership during the atrocities of 11 September 2001 is his aggressiveness in addressing New York City’s long-standing crime problems.
This debate is vastly more substantive than the Dhimmicrats’. It’s intelligent and prepared politicians —and that’s what they are, after all— speaking frankly and with considerable knowledge.
But Romney’s still slinging the poetry and poo-poo.
Giuliani’s a grown-up. And doesn’t go too far afield. I trust him.
Oh, boy. The Chinese lead issue. I still think that’s some sort of trade leverage thing. But what about the little beads or whatever that turn into rohypnol? WTF?!
Thompson’s such an old white guy. But his wife is pretty tasty.
Romney’s saying he was wrong about being pro-choice. Ugh. The pro-life thing is going to be the ruin of us all!
How do you trump a Rethuglikkkan calling for withdrawal from Iraq? Huckabee knows: call for the abolition of the Internal Revenue Service.
McCain is schooling Paul on isolationism. Good. And he’s getting booed? What a wild crowd! You’d never have that kind of patriotic dissent at a Dhimmicrat debate. The War for Iraq will have its day.
Remarkable.
Huckabee’s probably a decent man in real life, but he strikes me as phony in this format. But what an inspiration to fat men everywhere!
Romney’s not playing around, though. He’s as slick as owl shit. And he wants that brass ring something fierce.
Hee hee. Ron Paul’s troll armies are on the stand. But I do love that accent, though. Sounds familiar. And he’s not nutting it up too much, either. Even I believe that the United Nations is the tool of Antichrist.
McCain kicking the funny. Nice.
