May 14, 2010

"The Horror. The Horror."

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“They had come together unavoidably, like two ships becalmed near each other, and lay rubbing sides at last. I suppose Obama wanted an audience, because on a certain occasion, when encamped in the Rose Garden, they had talked all night, or more probably Obama had talked. ‘We talked of everything,’ she said, quite transported at the recollection. ‘I forgot there was such a thing as sleep. The night did not seem to last an hour. Everything! Everything! . . . Of love, too.’ ‘Ah, he talked to you of love!’ I said, much amused. ‘It isn’t what you think,’ she cried, almost passionately. ‘It was in general. He made me see things—things....’ " -- Heart of Darkness

WestSoundModern continues in the comments:

...Her loins warmed as the One spoke of income redistribution and His dreams, her dreams, of a living, breathing Constitution. He seemed to know what she was thinking and how to bend her to his will against her, uh...will. "Please...no more!" she moaned, "I don't even like men in that way!" But The One, sensing the lie in her carefully crafted asexual ambiguity, made his move and offered a future Supreme Court appontment. Her passion for social justice, conflicting with thoughts over why this schmuck believed he could actually be elected President, were swirling in her head like a banana/strawberry daquiri on speed whip when he delivered his closer. The line that always got the girl, or boy...or girlboy...whatever. The hope and change line that he was certain would propel him into the tummy control panneled panties of this Harvard law Dean and on to the Presidency. As he spoke the words, she knew it was bullshit but she didn't care. "Hope...Change...Hopenchange" Her reason left her and she was overcome with a penumbra of progressive passion. Her last conscious thought that of hearing this Lightworking Lothario whisper in her ear "Never publish anything. Never decide a case. Shit baby...you don't even have to become a judge. Just lay back, close your eyes and think of Earl Warren, and everything will be alright baby. I promise". From that moment on, she knew what it meant to be a womyn.

Posted by Vanderleun at May 14, 2010 2:08 PM
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Okay, now THAT HAS to be photoshopped. It just has to be.

Posted by: Jewel at May 14, 2010 2:46 PM

Actually, Tiny Tim looks pretty good if you compare his character alongside Kagan's. TT was a paragon of artistic integrity who performed exactly what he wanted to, whether it was for a few drunks at a bar, or for millions on THE TONIGHT SHOW. He was also a genuine, fearless eccentric who was flying his freak-flag high many years before The Counterculture mass-marketed weirdness, as well as a walking encyclopedia of American musical lore, and a true Christian who never pushed his faith onto others. And he was also arguably the gentlest person of Arab extraction who ever lived (his real name was Herbert Khaury).

Personally, I think the Republic would be in far safer hands if this deceased entertainer, rather than the latest beneficiary of The Harvard Old Progressives' Network, was on the SCOTUS,

Posted by: Aquila at May 14, 2010 3:16 PM

I am not kidding when I say that Tiny Tim is seriously underrated as a musical talent.

Posted by: Christian at May 14, 2010 4:01 PM

no, No, NO, NO!...the universe is now spinning horribly out of control...and it's all your fault.

Posted by: Barnabus at May 14, 2010 4:59 PM

...Her loins warmed as the One spoke of income redistribution and His dreams, her dreams, of a living, breathing Constitution. He seemed to know what she was thinking and how to bend her to his will against her, uh...will. "Please...no more!" she moaned, "I don't even like men in that way!" But The One, sensing the lie in her carefully crafted asexual ambiguity, made his move and offered a future Supreme Court appontment. Her passion for social justice, conflicting with thoughts over why this schmuck believed he could actually be elected President, were swirling in her head like a banana/strawberry daquiri on speed whip when he delivered his closer. The line that always got the girl, or boy...or girlboy...whatever. The hope and change line that he was certain would propel him into the tummy control panneled panties of this Harvard law Dean and on to the Presidency. As he spoke the words, she knew it was bullshit but she didn't care. "Hope...Change...Hopenchange" Her reason left her and she was overcome with a penumbra of progressive passion. Her last conscious thought that of hearing this Lightworking Lothario whisper in her ear "Never publish anything. Never decide a case. Shit baby...you don't even have to become a judge. Just lay back, close your eyes and think of Earl Warren, and everything will be alright baby. I promise". From that moment on, she knew what it meant to be a womyn.

Or maybe it was just that "once you go black" thing.

Posted by: westsoundmodern at May 14, 2010 5:09 PM

Exterminate all the brutes!

Posted by: Fat Man at May 14, 2010 7:20 PM

Christ, that bit of natural born ugly killed my Friday night mellow.

Posted by: Daphne at May 14, 2010 8:26 PM

Best check Tiny's crypt......

Posted by: Greg at May 14, 2010 9:18 PM

To Westsoundmodern: Let me know when you start to write porn for a living. I will be the first one buying your book. That was excellent. It is 3 a.m. now and I have to go to work, and this woke me up better than a pot of coffee. Thanks.

Posted by: Cilla Mitchell, Galveston Texas at May 15, 2010 1:29 AM

'Our Constitution was made for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other.'

That is what the Living Constitution is for...the Other.

Soto and Kagan. Should we be grateful for our enemies? This is the best they can do? The unbearable lightness of being Left.

Posted by: at May 15, 2010 7:49 AM

WestSoundModern's comment promoted to the entry.

What can I say other than hot porn like that shows years of intense study of the genre.

Posted by: vanderleun at May 15, 2010 8:14 AM

Porn?!

I am disappointed that you would think this tender vignette of gender nuetral co-dependency as porn.

People have lost their sense of romance.

Posted by: westsoundmodern at May 15, 2010 9:27 AM

westsoundmodern - I am happy I wasn't drinking when I read that or I would surely have vomited. I am unhappy I wasn't drinking when I read that because I took a shot straight to an unprotected brainpan.

Posted by: Mikey NTH at May 15, 2010 3:43 PM

"People have lost their sense of romance."

Yeah, right around the time you bought the economy sized jar of Vaseline, the rubber gloves, and the moose.

Posted by: vanderleun at May 15, 2010 4:49 PM

She's PJ O'Rourke's ugly sister!

Posted by: teresa at May 15, 2010 7:43 PM

Personally, I think the Republic would be in far safer hands if this deceased entertainer, rather than the latest beneficiary of The Harvard Old Progressives' Network, was on the SCOTUS.

Yes, even in his present state, Mr. Khaury would be a better choice than Ms. Kagan. The Dems have been raiding graveyards for votes for year, why not try the same thing for the Supreme Court? I seem to remember more than one living corpse serving on the court at various times, it might be interesting to use a real one instead.

Posted by: waltj at May 15, 2010 8:43 PM

I find moose to be coarse and vulgar. They've been known to associate with squirrels which I find equally repulsive. I prefer the refinement of the rare Key deer.

Posted by: westsoundmodern at May 15, 2010 10:20 PM

I think she has the capability to stomp right on the Constitution with big, fat wookie feet.

Posted by: Cheezburgrrr at May 16, 2010 12:50 PM
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