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Last updated on July 16th, 2017 at 12:47 pm
On the near-anniversary of its first 1,000 days, our favourite bird appears anew:
The brush-cutter-in-chief donned a flight suit
complete with bulging inflatable manhood protector and swaggered/waddled onto the Abraham Lincoln flight deck to announce (somewhat prematurely) a great victory in Mesopotamia. He served a plastic turkey to US mercenaries in that shattered land. He is not only post-literate, but apparently pre-verbal.
(Via Bugscuffle)
Richard Rhames is a dirt-farmer in Biddeford, Maine whose place is just north of the Kennebunkport town line.
Living in Maine destroys your brain. Something about that part of the country turns otherwise normal people into the foulest, loud-mouthed crackpots who are short
on reason and long on opinionated stupidity. Which means they tend to screech the most idiotic viewpoints at ear-piercing, nasally decibel levels.
Yankee jackass. If this dip ever moved below the Mason-Dixon he’d be a 1st rate Damn Yankee, sho’ nuff.
Hmmm, I guess I will have another Grim Milestone Feast this weekend.
Posted by Mr. Bingley on 2007 08 27 at 09:52 AM • permalink
Not just that, bovious, but isn’t swaggering (or strutting) more or less the opposite of waddling? Moron(s).
Posted by andycanuck on 2007 08 27 at 10:00 AM • permalink
This reminded me of a piece of that Karl Rove interview on Rush Limbaugh (I think it was posted on here last week?) where Rove, said (on the topic of Bush being attacked as stupid):
[Y]ou know, this is one of the best-read people I’ve ever met. This is a Harvard MBA. This is a Yale undergraduate whose major was history and whose passion is history. Many times the people I see criticizing him are, you know, sort of elite, effete snobs who can’t hold a candle to this guy. What they don’t like about him is that he is common sense, that he is Middle America.
At the time I thought it was just another piece of spin, but when I read stuff like this (“He is not only post-literate, but apparently pre-verbal”), I think I’m starting to realise that Rove was speaking the truth.
Rhames may be a dirt farmer in Maine, but he sounds like the Larouchies I used to avoid when I lived in Chicago.
Whenever I walked to the train station for my evening commute home, 3 days out of 5, one of those characters was standing on a street corner with a bullhorn, exhorting the sheeple to break ranks with the guvumint, and live free! Just follow LaRouche….
Did you know that the Queen of England and the CIA conspired to bring drugs into the US? The nice lady with the bullhorn said so.
Nice to see that fine American tradition of crackpotism is alive and well, Mr. Rhames. Keep up the good work!
Posted by The_Real_JeffS on 2007 08 27 at 10:10 AM • permalink
I am so pleased with the re-appearance of the turkey. It’s time to fatten him up for Thanksgiving, so we warmongers can have our usual plastic feast.
Posted by miriams ideas on 2007 08 27 at 10:52 AM • permalink
Is he angling for Jersey
Joe Walcott’s job at Vanity Faire?Cheers
Posted by J.M. Heinrichs on 2007 08 27 at 11:37 AM • permalink
Rhames is a dyed-in-the-wool looney lefty from Biddleford, Maine who has been an annoying loud-mouth for many years. Sues anybody for anything, it seems. He’s a self-described “dirt farmer”, although he never explains what kind of dirt he’s farming.
“Is there a big market for dirt?”, one has to wonder…
Mojo, I grew up on a farm, and I can tell you that sometimes you need more dirt (as opposed to clay and gumbo [a soil type, not the stew] and hardpan, etc) but we never really figured out how to grow any. I suspect that Rhames is post-literate (i.e. beyond needing words to actually have any meaning in any effective sense), which I find common on the Left and much worse than being pre-literate.
T_R_J, did you also know (per the LaRouchies) that the British Royal Family has a secret compound on Mars, to which they and the Bush Crime Family and various others (including toadies, dogsbodies, hangers-on, posses and such) will decamp when their drug endeavors finally cause the world-wide collapse of civilization and resulting die-off by most of Earth-bound humanity? After a few centuries of waiting for the planet to cleanse itself, they will return to a much pleasanter I (for them) existence on a world with a much lower human population. (Although I am not sure that I actually heard a LaRouchie say that after the return a major source of pleasure will be hunting the descendants of those who remained. Maybe she only implied that.)
Posted by JorgXMcKie on 2007 08 27 at 02:00 PM • permalink
I couldn’t do it. That load of codswallop was too much for me to read to the plastic turkey reference.
What motivates a person who thinks like that author, who so obviously hates life, to get up in the morning. It isn’t just that he sneers at Deavers, but that he sneers at advertising and public relations as though they are not valid careers or areas in which to gain expertise. It isn’t just that he speaks of Reagan with derision, but that he derides politics as though it were not a valid area of human activity. He sniffs at everything with a condescension that would do Lady Kathyrn De Burgh proud. If I felt that way about the world, I’d put myself out of its misery.
T_R_J, did you also know (per the LaRouchies) that the British Royal Family has a secret compound on Mars…
No, but that explains why Lyndon spent several million dollars on that prime time TV
of his (back around 1984 or so, IIRC), which included a proposal to colonize Mars. He wanted to join BushCo, and Her Royal Majesty…….Yep, Rhames and Lyndon ought to get along famously. Two peas in a pod. No, that should be, “Two nuts in a shell.”
Posted by The_Real_JeffS on 2007 08 27 at 03:41 PM • permalink
What motivates a person who thinks like that author, who so obviously hates life, to get up in the morning<?>
The chance to spread his hate and discontent around. Narcisstic people live for that, I find.
Posted by The_Real_JeffS on 2007 08 27 at 03:42 PM • permalink
“flight suit complete with bulging inflatable manhood protector”
If the useless crunt who wrote that had thought to ask any man who had ever worn a parachute harness, he’d have found that the look is standard.
when you fit the harness you pull the scrotum forward and away from the straps (to prevent catching a ‘nad under it) and then tighten the straps, it gives it that codpiece look.
Posted by Harry Buttle on 2007 08 27 at 06:32 PM • permalink
At the time I thought it was just another piece of spin, but when I read stuff like this (“He is not only post-literate, but apparently pre-verbal”), I think I’m starting to realise that Rove was speaking the truth.
You actually DOUBTED the Dark Lord?
Oh, my.. ka-CHUNK.
What’s this? Gulp. A delivery from the red air-pneumatic tube. That’s Andrea’s personal tube system.
And it is written on human skin.
Erm. Ian? Get in touch with Wronwright. You have a little Tardis trip.
Apparently it pleases the Dark Lord to have doubters within the VRWC dipped in honey and sent to wrestle hungry cave bears during the last ice age.
You may take a knife.
MarkL
Minionmeister to the VRWC
Written on wha…?
=^0
Remind me to keep any doubts, even those in jest, out of the public realm.
.Posted by Spiny Norman on 2007 08 27 at 10:18 PM • permalink
Why do they say he “waddled”? Are they trying to imply that he’s overweight? I don’t go to Counterpunch for reasoned argument or anything, but I usually am at least a little more impressed with their usage than, say, the average fdl or kos poster.