George Bush’s election seems to have gone straight to Kerry Marsala’s head:
I always look forward to reading Salon.com’s blasting, dogmatic hatred for conservative writers, such as myself. [Emphasis added, delusions of grandeur in the original.]
Guess it was with Kerry in mind that Salon once published this:
A lifelong journal keeper, I ooze confidence on paper. I write concise verse concerning dreams to save the world and woo girls with kisses, pruned roses, and a nice chicken marsala.
Kerry love, the only place anyone pays any attention to you is on third-rate, profanity-filled, terrorist-loving blogs.
These robotic, socialistic snoots love to post their hate filled site with derogatory remarks, foul language and hate mongering for those who don?t agree with them.
Once, just once, we wish someone would explain irony to a wingnut. Can’t someone else do it?
What I really enjoy reading though are their letters of hatred for me and for others who think like I do. Never are there emails over substantive debate, but only over the so called “lack” of our abilities to live up to their level of knowledge on grammar and punctuation.
When you have to equate proper command of the English language with liberal elitism, you’ve really given up on being able to call yourself a writer. No child left behind? That train has already left the station.
What we lack in style we – like our, President George W. Bush – make up for in our honesty, our unwavering stance in our beliefs and our deep abiding love for our freedoms.
Like the freedom to tell gays they can’t marry, or to tell a woman she can’t have an abortion, or the freedom to chair a house committee even if you’ve been indicted, or the freedom to seek multiple partners for unprotected sex, as well as the freedom to get more back from the federal government than one pays in taxes. Isn’t America great?
The intelligentsia crowd can continue to spit venom of disgust over our inability to be as some of the demagogue entertainers and over our lack of over-rated and over-valued education degrees
We guess that Kerry, like Judson Cox, shan’t be graduating from college any time soon.
Socialism, communism, anarchy and monarchy are not what this country was designed to run on.
This country runs on one thing: twinkies. And Krispy Kreme donuts. This country runs on two things: twinkies, Krispy Kreme donuts, and an almost fanatical devotion to George Bush. Amongst the things this country runs on are such diverse elements as…
America, she isn’t perfect – she’s run by imperfect beings – human beings.
But I don’t want any of that. I’d rather–I’d rather… just… sing!
And pray that there’s intelligent life somewhere up in space
Because there’s bugger all down here on Earth