Letters to the Editor
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Brilliant!
Anyone who wears magical underwear and believes in disembodied spirits flying around waiting to be born does not belong in anything other than a Mad House, certainly not the White House. Someone earlier asked if they thought another commenter was accusing Mitt Romney of being a liar, as if (1) it weren't so and (2) it would come as a surprise to anyone. If anything Mormons have proven to be particularly adept at being liars from day one, and changing their own "prefect, received" dogma whenever it becomes politically convenient for them (or when the public rightly gets wind of the fact that they are more of a scam than a religion, if that statement makes any sense, sort of a Scientology for the 19th Century).
Furthermore, while it must take some kind of "smarts" to get an MBA, these MBA's are the same morons who got us into the mortgage mess in the first place. Don't confuse ambition and book smarts with decency and common sense, the latter two qualities I often times find missing from anyone who has failed upward into any sort of senior management in the corporate world.
I was in San Francisco in 2003, and I remember the net result of so many of these best-and-brightest Abercrombie and Fitch wearing douche-bags calling the shots. I certainly would not want another one of these knuckle-draggers in the White House.
If Shooter242 lusts for and Authoritarian Daddy Type, maybe he and David Zuckermensch would make good "bed fellows", since DZ seems to crave some sort of fealty out of those of us who don't toe the line like we used to. A pound of man flesh for you, sir!
And certainly, there is nothing wrong with that, as long as the two are consenting and healthy enough for such activities. While David may tone his body with Krav Manga, it would seem Shooter is stuck to his chair all day long. Get a dog! Not only will it love you no matter what idiot things you believe, but you will have to walk it 3 or 4 times a day, burning off all those Coors and Cheetos calories accrued trolling Salon.com all day!
I like Bebop-O's prose. I didn't at first, but I relish it on Sunday's before going back into the daily grind. I am no Bebop, and so I will not blow sunshine up the ass of shooter or Sugarman, both of whom I find to hold despicable views. But I am young and impetuous, and I do not hold my tongue or suffer fools lightly.
Also, what is up with Ron Pauliac? Seriously, what the hell are you talking about?