Monday, November 8, 2010
DON'T TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME!
Now that we are back to ignoring the issues and pouting, I feel the need to vent my angst for the pro positive self-esteem softer tone crowd. You know who you are. You are the left. The sour milk babies that can't suck enough teet from the federal government and the American tax payer. You can't get a damn thing done and instead bitch and moan about the nasty right, who are right, always. Now instead of addressing the problems we are facing in our economy, the robot left talking heads are making the rounds on all the cable news channels with their shaking, slobbering chins and bibs. They are going with the "we need to change the tone of our discourse" talking point. It's ok to disagree, but do you have to be so damn nasty about it? Well, as a matter of fact, yes. Slobbering Obama clone: Can't we argue with more kindness and find common ground? Nikki: OK, dick weed, how about you come 5 steps to my door and make the Bush tax cuts permanent and then I will sniff your stinky health care butt. I am surprised half these Obama dudes aren't wearing floral blouses and hair ribbons. Did I see stilettos and pantyhose on that "democratic strategist"? Their man parts are like turtles retreating into their shells after this major political blow. OK, OK people, you are right, but say it nicely, mmmkay? You're scaring me.
I love the baby cake lefty Omama's. Who would they be if they weren't arguing for more making love and less uncivil discourse? It's the new civility right. The right to hear something in a calm tone like Miss Julie looking into her mirror and saying hello to all the children out there in La La Land. Pretty please Mr. President, stop sucking the economy dry with your anti-corporate sentiment. It's ok that you fly around like Elvis because you are you and I don't want to hurt your tender feelings but we could use some relief if you have time after all your fabulous travels and campaigning(uncivil run-on). I mean ya know, if you feel like it. Peace bro...we the people have some concerns, but you know I say that with LOVE for you and my fellow man....and woman and gay peeps. I mean maybe I'm not hearing you correctly? I may have had some cotton in my ears and watched soaps all day. In kindergarten terms Mr. President, do you think you could explain your agenda to my retarded brain? I mean you are superior and I am listening slowly. I beg your pardon for taking a condescending and sarcastic "tone" with you Obama lover man. Forgive me...
BLEH! I coughed up a lung cookie just writing that LOVE muffin paragraph. Let's stop worrying about the "tone" and get back to the ISSUES. Take a backbone pill and start hearing my words through my tone, you do have a degree from Haaahrvard? You can't hear me unless I shout, I know that is a fact. I like passionate uncivil discourse. It's more real when it packs a punch. I'm not saying we should talk with an oozie, but why should I mind my manners? I can't fake nice. I can't lie like you donks. I will not cower to your weak demands of civility in debate. You don't know the meaning of the word, civility. You only know your ideological dictatorial ways and quite frankly we are beating you at your game. Take your tone and shove it up your civil discourse. And take your common ground bullshit and cram it down your bi-partisan ship. There is no such thing as common ground or civil debate. We are ideological opposites and we do not attract and that's how it should be. Send in the clowns, you're not funny and I refuse to be nice. End. Of. Discourse. YO!