Intrepid WaPo Intergalactic Correspondent Dan Finkel is on a mission this week. Cosmospelunking deep into the colon cancerous caverns of Moonbattery. This is the type of investigative astro-journalism that blogs with our limited all-u-can-eat buffet budgets simply cannot afford to cover (h/t Jeff from Beautiful Atrocities who has found a new idol in Moon Unit Mary of My Left Wing):
“Bush Must Be HIV Positive By Now (you can’t [expletive] 500 million people and not get infected).”
Finally, someone with The Courage to speak out against Bush and covering The Aids in the same piece. Courage.
As for the keyboard, it is where O’Connor finished her evolution from lost soul to angry soul, beginning with that very first rant, which concluded with a wish that Bush, “after contracting incurable cancer and suffering for protracted periods of time without benefit of medication,” go to hell.
It goes on in this vein for some 5 sections before an illuminating interlude where she slings her pitcher of Kool-Aid against the wall when her husband doesn’t take out the trash and begins shaking her son like a British nanny on PCP because Bush killed her father in Vietnam through acute Halliburton poisoning with Jefferson Airplane’s “White Rabbit” ambient blare echoing throughout her schizosphere.
What have we got in our budget Preston? The Six Meat Space Program currently consists of me painting a General Lee symbol on the roof of my car and pancaking off of dirt ramps.