If you agreed to eat only pumpkin seeds for a week every day that Sarah Palin is not mentioned on the left’s flagship site, the Huffington Post, you would have to spend the rest of your life at Weight Watchers.
I never have met a liberal who can speak for one consecutive minute about his candidate without interjecting several times what a jerk the Republican contender is.
No left-winger on radio, television or the internet can go more than three minutes without cursing Ms. Palin. If the asylum in Camarillo were still open, there would be left-wingers dangling from every window and trying to balance himself on every shingle. If you have a doubt, tune your radio to1150. Every morning in the hours just before dawn, I listen to the vulgar, darned-near-articulate Bill Press. Mom would have washed out my mouth if I had mentioned any of the hundreds of curses he routinely inserts into his interviews and commentaries.
What makes him so angry? That Republicans, especially those creative, immensely energetic Tea Partiers, are thriving.
Swish Takes a Bridge Too Far
Meantime, the ratings for Swish (Where Are We?) Obama resemble a drunk rolling off the Bay Bridge while playing pattycake with himself and his doggie.
I would not bet more than a very conservative amount on whether Republicans will take back the House or the Senate next Tuesday. One reason is voters tell pollsters fibs. The other: Stories already are rising, over in Honest John Nevada, of voters being greeted by pre-marked ballots (http://www.fox5vegas.com/news/25511115/detail.html)
Imagine that.
Those honest Dems must have run out of the dead bodies that elected Jack Kennedy 50 years ago next week.
The other day The New York Times did a cover story on attractive women Republican candidates — who wear dresses, pal — while unfavorably contrasting them with the fat-caboosed Dem girls, like Hillary, who hide inside unflattering pantsuits.
The boys on the left are obsessed with talking about Tea Partiers.
Look at what the nuttiest 68-year-old broad this side of jailbars did this morning on The View.
Fearing that Tea Partier Sharron Angle will defeat House Majority Leader Harry Reid in Nevada, Joy Behar told her considerable television audience:
“She’s going to hell, this bitch!”
The old girl just had watched Ms. Angle’s latest commercial that criticizes Mr. Reid for waffling on illegal immigration, for castigating Arizona’s fancy new anti-illegal alien law, for backing Social Security for illegal aliens before declaring that the blizzard of cheating immigrants is pumping life into America’s already scary gangs.
Ms. Behar was fulminating so hotly she was unable to control herself.
“It’s like a Hitler youth commercial,” she said. “I’d like to see her do this ad in the South Bronx. Come here, bitch, come to New York and do it.”
I have the evening open. If this withered left-wing hothead — surely that is superfluous — is available, I will walk her through the South Bronx.
Even the baddest boys would take a pass on her.
