Thursday, May 05, 2011

The chickens...have come ROOST!

--Said in the voice of the President's former pastor.

You know what's sadly funny, painfully ironic, and richly deserved: Spirit of Vatican II progressives objecting to nasty comments about their age.

No, no--it's not nice to make the comments or see them made. I myself hope to grow old. But in this case it's rough justice. These are, after all, the folks who said out with the old, goodbye to all that, sing a new church--and took hammers to the sanctuaries and torches to the rules to do it. And they're still raging at the older men in the Vatican.

But the tables have turned, as they usually do. Now that they've reached their retirement years, they're shocked at how nasty the kids are these days.

They learned it at your feet, folks. They watched your crusade against the past, your determined iconoclasm and overheated rhetoric. This was a new day, and called for new ideas, freeing yourself from the shackles of antiquated theology and dead tradition.

And yet you're shocked when you're on the receiving end?

Fitting. Unpleasant and over the line, but fitting.

Thank you, SEALs.

For ridding the world of that murderous, evil sack of shit. Thanks also to the Army Special Ops helicopter troops who got them there and back, along with the hard work of the CIA.

Our country doesn't deserve such men and women, but we keep getting them anyway.


The GOP Garbage Squad.

Nine awful human beings whose views are unworthy of the slightest respect. Especially after caterwauling about spending money on Ukraine, no...