Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Headed Back To Arkansas!


(From our beloved Chief Political Correspondent, Arthur in Marin County:)


You gots to love this crew of GOP miscreants/candidates. Have so few ever done so many foolish things and then thought nobody would remember them when they ran for President?

Dream on, aged delusional geezers.

note: when I use the term "geezer" it should not be construed as an "ageist" term. Look at Uncle Bob, for example, where age and wisdom dance in complete harmony. Incidentally, in China it used to be the custom to consider there to be three notable ages that merited respect: 60, 70 and 80. Eighty was the big one. If you made it to eighty and had all your marbles, your every utterance was considered golden, since it was (I think rightly) assumed that you had been around long enough to hear every example of sophistry and official bullshit not once, or twice, but three or more times, and could spot it instantly as hogwash.

But then there are honest-to-God feeble minded elderly white guys. And for their many sins, the Republicans have decided to carefully select a group of these birds and present them to the American public as a set of "choices". Oh, I know, you are going to say that Huckleberry Governor and the guy with big hair and big capped teeth (and you KNOW who I am talking about, don't you?) are not all that old. I would argue that these two worthies are examples of premature mental aging, from disuse of their critical thinking skills.

By the way, if you want to get some of the flavor of Huck, read the NY Times Magazine profile from this Sunday. Must be online somewhere, and oh what a read it is. Not pretty.

Arthur

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

note: when I use the term "geezer" it should not be construed as an "ageist" term. Look at Uncle Bob, for example, where age and wisdom dance in complete harmony. Incidentally, in China it used to be the custom to consider there to be three notable ages that merited respect: 60, 70 and 80.







"Sixty is the worst age to be," said the 60 year old. "You always feel like you have to pee. And most of the time, you stand at the toilet and nothing comes out but a trickle!"

"Ah, that's nothing", said the 70 year old. "When you're seventy, you don't have a bowel movement anymore. You take Ex-lax, eat bran, you sit on the toilet all day and nothing comes out!"

"Actually," said the 80 year old, "eighty is the worst age of all."

"Do you have trouble peeing, too?" asked the 60 year old.

"No, not really. I pee every morning at 6:00. I pee like a racehorse on a flat rock, no problem at all."

"Do you have trouble having a bowel movement?" asked the 70 year old.

"No, seems like I drop a bushel basket full every morning at 6:30."

With great exasperation, the 60 and 70 year olds said, "Let me get this straight. You pee every morning at 6:00 and poop every morning at 6:30. So what's so tough about being 80?"

"I don't wake up until 7:00."