politics… yes, remember politics?
maybe it’s shameful to admit this, but as of late it’s been kind of fun to sit back and watch the republican party implode. or tear itself apart. or eat itself alive. choose your metaphor.
recently, for example, dick cheney and karl rove declared themselves ‘rush limbaugh republicans’, specifically saying they’re not ‘colin powell republicans’. huh. so rush limbaugh is the god-king of the republican party, while colin powell is considered a republican pariah. that, uh, doesn’t seem so wise for the republicans.
let’s compare and contrast:
colin powell: decorated military hero, four star general, former chairman of the joint chiefs of staff, former secretary of state, former national security advisor. current republican pariah.
rush limbaugh: college drop-out, morbidly obese radio host, divorced 3 times, drug addict. current king of the republicans.
yes, rush limbaugh would often talk about how drug addicts should be sent to prison. but it turns out that for many years he would send his housekeeper out to buy illegal drugs for him, as he was addicted to opiates.
so, to be clear, dick cheney and karl rove and the republicans are choosing a college drop-out, drug addict, radio host to be the titular head of their party? genius.
it might be the best picture ever taken. ever. i mean: pregnant, shaved male chest, ass grab, etc. some things, like this, are flawless. future generations will look back at us and ask, collectively, ‘what the hell?’
moby