FIAF - The Stranglove Edition. [krakatoa]

I don't get the hand-wringing over Boehner's latest episode of stepping on his own dick. He's an ineffectual and therefore inconsequential Speaker, and I have no idea why anyone held out hope he'd come up with a political "win" here.

As if the passage of plan B was going to ever provide any significant political cover.

Fuck Boehner, and the house.

We, America, lost the war for the Economy on Nov 7.

Trying to find tiny nuggets of "Win" at the base of the of the mountain of DOOM seems a pointless attempt at face-saving and hope-casting. There's no face-saving in passing legislation you know will never see the light of day. And as the saying goes, "Shit in one hand, and hope in the other, and see which hand fills up first."

Screw"show" legislation, and dork false hope right under its double-rainbow tramp-stamp.

The Right has lost the battle of the checkbook. The Senate hasn't passed a budget in 4 years, and the country voted to continue this lawlessness.

May the Senate eternally sink on the barbed cock of Satan.

There was no possible "Win" available in plan B that would not have easily been ignored or recast by the dominant media to a fatuous electorate that has become addicted to reach-arounds.

Screw the Media, and the trite electorate they lead around by the nose.

Matter of fact, that goes double for claiming they can ban "bad" guns and somehow stop crazy people from doing what crazy people do.

If you all have done or are doing what you should be, (i.e.: Exercising your 2nd amendment rights), no gun ban will affect you. If they want to play at Fascism and try a real gun-grab, well, let's just say:

The "Cold, dead hands" Rule still applies, and is 300 million weapons strong (and counting).

So quit your worrying over milk that was spilled and dried up months ago.

It's Friday, and if ever there was a Friday in need of a hearty "Fuck It All", it is this one.

Embrace the FAIL, and remember, you can't spell FAIL without the "F", "I" and "A".

I'm heading back home to Tennessee in a few hours. Tonight I dine, I drink, and I bed my woman. Or she beds me, depending on what we drink.

I suggest the rest of you find something similarly rewarding. That's what weekends are for.

posted by Open Blogger at 04:46 PM

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