Remember this name: Luis Posada Carriles.
Remember this date: October 6, 1976.
We have SEXY.
Yes, Lauren Bacall is a proud, loud, articulate liberal. And Larry King is, by the looks of things, totally bowled over.
Eat shit, Ann Coulter!
Absolutely essential reading: The Downing Street Memo.
Army recruiting has become increasingly desperate lately. Just take a listen to this.
By the way, this sort of “marketing technique” is highly illegal.
Oh, lordy, we have a couple more kinky doozers surfacing on the right. Larry Flynt has uncovered some dirt on John Bolton that would make the Marquis de Sade blanch with horror–or envy. Then there’s this winner in Pennsylvania, a Family Values hypocrite accused of attempting to strangle his mistress (who is, incidentally, in the same age group as his daughters). But who really takes the biscuit? Yup, Dubya’s pick to head up the FDA. Dr. David Hager, whose chief prior claim to fame was a book recommending prayer as a cure for PMS, has depupated as a pervert who liked to sodomize his wife while she was suffering from attacks of narcolepsy–brought on, perhaps, by the stress of living with a raving one-man freak scene.
The list of Republican sex fiends is ever growing. By now, it’s so long that it’s no longer a question of who IS one, but whether any of them is NOT one.
PS: Got a polimerick for ya, written in response to a thread started by Rob G….
Neal Horsley, the murderous fool,
Confessed that he once “loved” a mule.
He boinked it quite gaily;
Sometimes, three times daily–
Before, during and after school.
First it was Rick “Man on Dog” Santorum. Then it was Bill “Cat Killer” Frist. Then it was James “Spare the rod, spoil the wiener-doggie” Dobson. And then Pickles let it slip that Dubya had been masturbating stallions. Just when you think right-wingers couldn’t get any kinkier with poor defenceless animals, though, Neal Horsley decided to share with the world at large just what he used to do…with mules.
Horsley, an adulterous anti-abortion freak who wants to post on his butt-ugly website a hit list of doctors for his fellow right-wing terrorists to shoot, gives a whole new meaning to the term “country bumpkin”. He fessed up to his prior shame with great gusto; the way he talked about it, you’d think he’d never put it behind him. And poor Alan Colmes may never recover:
AC: “You had sex with animals?”
NH: “Absolutely. I was a fool. When you grow up on a farm in Georgia, your first girlfriend is a mule.”AC: “I’m not so sure that that is so.”NH: “You didn’t grow up on a farm in Georgia, did you?”AC: “Are you suggesting that everybody who grows up on a farm in Georgia has a mule as a girlfriend?”NH: It has historically been the case. You people are so far removed from the reality… Welcome to domestic life on the farm…”
Um, Neal? We’re not the ones who have trouble telling the mules from the humans. We’re also not the ones advocating doctor-murder on the Internet. We’re not the ones in denial of our sexual identities, or the ones who pretend that juvenile bestiality is normal just because it’s common in the dumber parts of the country. Who’s far removed from reality, again?
Apparently, an awful lot of farmboys in Georgia. Particularly Neal Horsley, R-Mulesticker.
I guess this explains why those rightards are all so confused between homosexuality and bestiality. They practice both simultaneously. No wonder same-sex marriage scares them and they think it means that next, you’ll be allowed to marry Bowzer or Bessie or your pet goat…
Oh. Oh dear. I just had a thought I really don’t want to have…about Dubya and what he was reading during those seven infamous minutes on September 11.
Shudder.
Thank heaven we have the Neal Horsleys of this world to prevent THAT from happening.
Ain’t it lovely? Afghanistan’s peace and reconciliation committee has offered old Taliban thugs an amnesty.
Meanwhile, I hesitantly point out that this kindly gesture kinda clashes with Cofer Black’s the-gloves-are-off barking about how he wants all their heads on pikes.
Um, make that dry ice, in the case of Osama…assuming the CIA ever works up the gall to go after one of its own.
…what’s the difference?
Just ask the attorney who prosecuted Jennifer Wilbanks for shoplifting a few years ago. She’s now representing her in court on her public-mischief charge.
I don’t know what’s funnier, the small-worldism or the fact that the pop-eyed bride (and darling of the right-wing mainstream media distraction machine) is a repeat offender for committing public mischief.