What America gets when it goes grocery shopping
Bookworm on Mar 08 2009 at 5:56 pm | Filed under: Uncategorized
Americans who are like my sister, and don’t actually read news, but just scan the headlines at the grocery store checkout, are getting an eyeful this month. The side-by-side magazine covers were Vogue announcing “Michelle Obama : The First Lady the World’s Been Waiting For” (with the inside article revealing that she’s apparently a fashion icon unlike any other first lady since, well, ever); and Newsweak announcing “Learning to Live with Radical Islam.”
And for those shoppers who might be less than happy with Newsweak’s message, and might be contemplating looking elsewhere for their news, Newsweak assures them this week that Rush is just plain wrong.
Idolatry, dhimmitude and biased ignorance in just one or two shopping trips. Wow! That’s some bang for your shopping buck.
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That is why Rush calls it the drive-by media. Pity is there are very bright people who accept and ingest to soul this superficiality as if it were received wisdom.
Book:
I was blissfully contemplating the Religion of Peace when a recurring fantasy tore my concentration to shreds.
In the fantasy I have arrived at, for lack of a better word, Paradise. I am greeted by a couple of dark-eyed young women who are acting like total skanks. When I set foot in the garden where they live, I’m opportuned by—count ‘em!—72 tarts in heat.
Well, being a guy, I try to accommodate all these doe-eyed hotties. In between giving them some extra heavy-duty Chuck Martel what-for, I re-energize myself with wine, fruits and succulent victuals, all partaken from plates and goblets of precious metals and gems.
Then it’s back to shagging Allah’s own.
Whooeee!
But after about three months of the old in and out, I’m starting to look around for a blonde or redhead, or maybe even a dog I can just walk around with and watch take a shit under one of the garden’s sacred sandarac trees.
I am soooooo effing bored.
To top it off, I have to speak in Arabic, which gets hard after awhile on the larynx. All that “ggghhhecking” and “ggghhhucking” gets to me. Could you ever hack your way though “Hamlet” in this language? I don’t think so.
The other people here are off—I mean, really OFF. Most of them brag about how many Jews they’ve killed, or the sisters or daughters they’ve defenestrated for having carnal relations (hey, dudes, isn’t that what Heaven’s all about?), or the times they’ve blown up a hospital.
So, I ask to see the Head Honcho to request a change of pace and am told that ol’ Allah doesn’t see anybody, ever. Thinking fast, I offer to bring Allah the broomstick of the Wicked Witch of the West, but his rep, the Ayatollah Ruhollah Assholah Khoemini, says no.
=Sigh= Here I am, endlessly diddling women who are really, really starting to all look the same, in a language where you have to call up loogies as you talk, eating the same old food and feeling very neglected by the totally absentee landlord.
Can you help me, Book? Is there a way of living that involves more than hating women, screwing them, hating Jews, killing them, having boring conversations with people who clear their throats a lot and adoring a god who thinks my soul is embedded in my penis?
The cover of this week’s Newsweak is absolutely chilling. They are advocating the censoring of Rush and not even being subtle about it, aided and abetted inside the cover by the RINO David Frum.
The Left had no intention of fighting Islamic terrorists. Their plan was always to make an accommodation, and if that meant sacrificing a few concessions, that’s fine with the Left. It is why they were so hell bent on stopping Bush in Iraq. Can’t live with terrorists if Bush kills em all, you see.
I am absolutely sick of seeing the Obamas on the cover of magazines at the grocery store. I guess we are supposed to adore them all the time.
They are still trying to sell commemorative magazines at the grocery stores here. It’s March! The inauguration happened almost two months ago. We have bigger fish to fry.
Deana
Not to change the subject…but there’s worse coming…
http://www.americasright.com/2009/03/no-no-my-friend-after-you.html
Of ‘bangs and bucks’
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
Maybe we can tweak T.S. Elliot a bit with….
Not with a bang, but a bunch of wimps.
>>We have bigger fish to fry.>>
Personally, I’d just as soon get them out of the frying pan and into the fire…!!
So am I. But notice that those mags aren’t exactly flying off the shelves. Remember, Americans soon got sick of Pet Rocks, Bruce Springsteen and Cabbage Patch dolls. The Obamas are in the same category.
(They are also in the same category as locusts, tapeworms and bad acne.)
Either way, people are going to tire of them pretty soon.
Well, Charles, I will try and focus on the comparison between the Obamas and the Cabbage Patch Dolls.
It’s better than focusing on how similar Obama is to a biblical plague . . . like locusts.
Deana
Deana #9
>> Well, Charles, I will try and focus on the comparison between the Obamas and the Cabbage Patch Dolls.
Deana, I prefer to focus on the comparison between the Obamas and Baby-Whines-A-Lot.