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Monday, January 4, 2010

Well, Of Course!


Something I forgot to mention last decade. Just so everybody knows, a few days ago Pander asserted that she is, in fact, The Left.

So, you know, everyone can relax now.

No, I'm not kidding. Obot Pander actually claims, in the middle of a lip-frothing batshit-insane screed against the everything non-democrat party, that she is, in-deedy-do, The Left. Don't believe me?
"Anyway, the point is that I’m The Left"
And not just any left, mind you. She's The Left, ya know? There is no other Left than Pander. Any Left you may think exists to the left of her is a mere fignewton of your imagination. She is - THE LEFT.

Later that same post, Pander goes on to imply that she is a "DFH" (That's "Dirty Fucking Hippy" in Obot speak. Essentially a conservative democrat.) Now, a brief skimming of her blog reveals Pander is a "DFH" much in the same way that she's, say, a Jacobite, a Yihe Tuan or a member of the Grange. But this delusion appears to be fairly widespread amongst the Obot population who earn their Yearly Kos panelist invites by maintaining a thin veneer of populism.

So, to sum up. Obama is Jesus. Amanda Marcotte is The Left.

Any questions?

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Blame Canada!



Obot Left's resident faux-green democrat Natasha Chart is having something of a pwoggie hissy fit. Now you it's a general rule of thumb with pwogwessives that words mean much much more than actions. You don't need actual sticks and stones to scare a pwoggie - names are more than enough. After all, that's the whole raison-d'stupid behind the switch from 'liberal' to 'progressive.'

This particular dust-up was between Chart and author/antiwar activist/Kerry supporter Naomi Klein. Now, being Canadian, Klein probably isn't completely aware of all the nuances of the jellyfish left's doormat strategy when it comes to what's laughingly called "the culture wars" here in the good 'ol Red White & Blue. It's pwoggie doctrine, when confronted by the right's media attack machine, to immediately fall down on the floor and beg not to be kicked. That's pretty much how "liberals" became "progressives."

So, yeah, words. And the word that got up Chart's nose is 'reparations.' In the context of climate change, "reparations" means, in short, that the biggest world polluters should pony up for all the crap they've been spewing into the atmosphere that's been fucking with the worlds climate. That's how Klein, and most of climate change activists, use it.

You can read the gory details of the Chart-Klein brouhaha here. But the thing is, to Nutroots Nation shill-wannabes like Chart, the word 'reparations' carries with it the stigma of African-American reparations. An entirely different context, sure - but one that gets the right wing attack machine frothing at the mouth at it's mere mention. And we wouldn't want that, would we?

Like her masters, Chart knows that pandering to the conservative's base is the name of this nasty little game. The underlying assumption (one that certainly isn't limited to merit class pwogs) is that the American people are too pig-fucking-ignorant to discern what 'reparations' means in the context of climate change as opposed to 'reparations' for slavery. These intellectual inferiors must be mushroomized by their betters for their own good.

Instead, the brilliant pwogwessive solution is to change the word to something else. Something more benign and friendly like "climate debt" or "historical pollution atonement" or some such shit. That'll make it easier for their God-Emperor to institute his 11th dimensional chess strategy and get the big polluters to cough up enough dough to avoid the worst of the drought sure to strike Africa and maybe keep a few hundred thousand Pacific islanders from losing everything they own.

A simple review of the Obama administration's actions at Copenhagen reveals just how much they care about the effects of our pollution on other countries. (To sum it up for you, the official position is, in technical language, "We Don't Give A Fuck.") But delusional pwogs like Chart have convinced themselves that God-Emperor Obama really really-and-for-truly secretly want to help, but he's prevented because he can't use the word 'reparations' in his world-healing speeches. And it's all because those dirty greenie hippies like Klein just don't understand!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The Future of Pwogwessivism

(This ain't nothin' compared to Shake-A-Puddin.)

Every now and then, some freeper trog-with-a-computer stumbles across every pwogwessive's fave-rave personality cult Shake-A-Puddin' and, in a fit of disorientation, hurls a brickbat or two on his own blog before passing out from his diet of Moonpies and SlimJims.

This may sound like a bad thing, but it's not. Indeed, if this didn't happen occasionally, Melissa would have to invent them. These incidents provide our Intarweb Goddess an opportunity to garner some much needed adulation by proving how horribly persecuted and terrorized she is to her weepy cat-picture-posting mass of nostalgia besotted followers. Here's just a sample of the worship Melissa demands of her "Shakies":

WARNING! -- EXTREMELY HIGH DENSITY ICK AHEAD! -- WARNING!

((hugs)) You are a diamond in a muddy world...

Melissa, you shine like a bright deed in a weary world. (Ed. - This is, believe it or not, a Willy Wonka reference.)

You're so incredibly brave.

I wish you all the warmest hugs and I just... I'm so glad you are as you are.

You're awesome. Truly.

You're quite inspirational, if you didn't already know that.

People with amazing special abilities never feel they're special themselves, because
from the inside, it doesn't feel like anything amazing: it's just how you are.

My eternal and profound thanks to you, and everyone who helps you, for this space,
this content, this sense of tolerance and belonging.

You're wonderful and lovely and strong.

I can't thank you enough for everything.

You give my love a reason to keep going.

Thank you. Your writing and this space are a light shining.

Truly, this happens every time someone says something mean about Melissa and/or Shake-A-Puddin' on Teh Intarwebs. I'm not kidding! Every time some jerk(s) mouth off on a message board, Melissa posts it up on her site and immediately receives the kind of mindlessly reflexive praise that Sun Yung Moon would give his left holy testicle to inspire in his followers. With fanaticism like this, how can poor Emperor Obama compete?

Monday, October 26, 2009

Pot...Kettle...You Do The Math.



From Shake-A-Puddin', Teh Bestestest Evar Website On Teh Intarwebs Evar BBF LOL, comes this little gem of utter zombiefied cluelessness:

"I'm endlessly fascinated amused by conservatives' obsessive need to consume nothing but conservative media. It's not good enough to listen to music or watch a movie or whatever, they're constantly seeking conservative music."

The Shake-A-Cultist, I've already forgotten which one it is (and, really, does it matter?) goes on to snark at conservitards for their tendency to prefer Fox News and Garth Brooks over MSNBC and Pearl Jam. My gosh, what a brilliant observation! Why, there ought to be a website devoted to just that subject.

Let's remember context. This statement appears on one of the premier pwoggie cult websites, a place dedicated entirely to the emotional, intellectual and financial support of a single guru-wannabe whose idea of political activism is posting pictures of her cats for the adulation of her braindead followers. (If only there were a website devoted to just that subject.)

NO dissent is tolerated at Shake-A-Puddin' lest it interrupt their efforts at "teaspooning." (A concept which I have abso-tootly-ootly NO desire to investigate, as I have a low tolerance for 'ick'.) In Melissa's Fabu Kingdom, even the mildest disagreement with Her Highness' pronouncements is banhammered into oblivion. Nothing is allowed to disturb her beautiful mind. Shake-A-Puddin' is a veritable intarweb fortress, safe from the constant efforts of bullies and trolls and and and orcs and goblins and ghouls and vampires and zombies and the Taliban and dirty greenie hippies and Mobutu Sese Seko and the Basque Separatists and neo-nazi cannibals and John Kenneth Galbraith and just everybody who is trying to marginalize and silence her unique and gifted voice.

{sob}

Truly, the Intarweb is the only place where McEwan's batshit insanity could go unremarked. Well, and maybe Utah. But that's as may be. Certainly Melissa has created for herself a "safe space" where her every little middle-class merit school opinion is instantly validated by her hand-picked cadre of droolcase pwogwessive cultists. And why not? Wouldn't everyone like to build a little snow fort from which they can pitch snowballs at the cold, cruel world outside?

The fact that Shake-A-Puddin' is little more than the pwoggie mirror reflection of sites like Little Green Turdballs never dawns on our neurotic teaspooning intarweb goddess and her gutless pack of craven toadies. How else would statements like the above be possible? In the bi-polar world of pwoggies and freepers, self-awareness is something that happens only to other people.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

100% of My Friends Agree I'm Wonderful

Somehow I missed this little comedic gem in the general dross of a statement issued from the Fortress of Pwogitude yesterday.

"We have clout. But we lose clout when we're seen as uncharitable blowhards. Most of the bloggers that I respect expressed agreement with what I wrote."

Where the fuck do I start? With Pwogman's delusional assertion he has "clout" with his God-Emperor? The even wackier claim that this imaginary clout is dependent on his being nice to said God-Emperor? Or Pwogman's irrefutable proof of his own correctness - that his pwoggie bloggie friends all agree with him?

Oh, but wait! There's more!

"Nobody is harder to bullshit than the people of the progressive blogosphere."

Wait a minute...I think we have a winner.

Remember, this issued from Pwogman - a brown-nosing koswhack pundit-wannabe who has dedicated years to swallowing his DNC master's bullshit and shitting out sparkly rainbows of rationalization for his fan base of lesser-evil know-nothings. Pwogman is literally made of bullshit. That the spineless fauxgressive bobbleheads he calls "friends" all agree with him should only serve as the final indication that whats issuing from his Fortress of Pwogitude should be treated as the toxic sludge it most assuredly is.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Putting Out The Flames

A White House flack let slip the truth about elite opintion re: fags and bloggers. Now their pwoggie bloggie minions are twirling frantically as they attempt damage control, and nowhere is the twirling more frantic than Obot Left. The casually truthful remark has prompted multiple posts from the deadly duo of pwogwessive opinion makers BowWow & Bink in a desperate attempt to beat out the flames of pwoggie indignation.

Frankly, I'm not entirely sure why they're bothering. Everyone knows the DP has abso-tootly-ootly nothing to fear from the clutch of spineless Regan Democrats calling themselves "progressives." They'll always vote for whatever corporate scumbag has a 'D' next to it's name and they milk easy for cash. As a political movement, they're about as threatening as a mildly retarded hamster. There's simply no down side to insulting them to their spotty, Cheeto-stained faces. I guess what I'm sayin' is:

Why not kick a pwog?

(Update: Mo'Betta accepts the WH apology on behalf of all pwogs everywhere. Could this be the year BowWow's well established piss-yellow gutlessness reach legendary status?)

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

"I'll Give You Such A Pinch!"

Shorter Sirota @ Obot Left

"Say, has anyone else noticed that our electoral system is totally fucked and the Democrats are total fucking corporate sellouts?"

Shorter Pwogman!

"Anybody But Bush! Anybody But Bush! Naderite! Traitor! Narcissist! Burn him! Buuuuuuurn him!"

Friday, September 11, 2009

Shocked! Yes, shocked I tell you!


The wonder-genius pwogwessives of Obot Left have just this moment discovered there just might be a teensy weensy little corruption problem in our nation's capital. They've found one of our finer lobbyists is greasing Madame Pelosi vis health care insurance legislation. Quelle horreur!

The excuse making began almost immediately in the comments. Cries of 'coincidence!' rang out from the demotard faithful, though personally I like the plan to bribe her with scads of pwoggie cash. Or, better yet, we could get the entire Obot Left crew letters of transit and get them the hell out of Casablanca.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Fight! Fight! Fight!

What has the power to unite such disparate voices as Balk the Left, Diggly Wiggly, Gesundheit, the NewsPwogs, Pandadroppings and Pwogman! in a single chorus of opprobrium? I mean, we're talking about a group of bloggers whose opinions run the gamut of political, philosophical and moral thought from A all the way to B! How could anyone or anything get all these unique and special, special voices chanting in unison?

Meet Joe Klein.

Well, this Kein fellow, he must have done something fairly despicable, nu? He must be advocating genocide or torture or the new Madonna album. These influential progressive pundits wouldn't waste precious electrons on anything less! So it's gotta be something like that, right?

Well, no.

Long story short, there's a pissing contest going on between low level DP media flunky Klein and even lower level DP media flunky Glen Greenwald. It's the tiresome kind of you-said-I-said and who-shot-john and blah-blah-blah that fauxgressive bloggers love. And, as we all know, anytime two of the bigger kids get in a playground scuffle, a ring of smaller kids always forms around them.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

In Praise of Dead Creeps

The Lame Pundit (artists conception)

Another day, another brick in the boot-lick demotard alter to Senator Wormfood. While our troops bravely machinegun medical clinics in The Good War, let's see what nauseating paeans our faugressive friends have penned to their Sainted Senator...

Alas, a pwog - Finally joining the chorus of perpetually kneeling sore-throated psalm singers, Alas scores only a 2.5 on the Craven Toadying Meter. Celebrate the crumbs, excuse away the crimes, this one's been done already, Jeff. Better luck next time.

Balk the Left - Fellating a dead man has made Big Turd Democrat go a little hoarse. He's been reduced to cribbing from DNC rag La Nation and relying on his bloggie minions.

Diggly Wiggly - The one-stop-shop for all things groveling continues it's worshipful coverage by examining, in mind-numbingly boring detail, every single fucking vote their Sainted Senator ever cast. Well, all except the inconvenient ones, of course.

Gesundheit - Brahmin Atrios, who can't be bothered to cease contemplating his navel, shits out a sublime link or two for his do-nothing lackeys to chorus "First!" over. Then its back to 'Ommoneypadmebankaccount...'

NewsPwoggers - The political commisar at NP is slacking off today, allowing his demotards to play catchup with the rest of us on energy issues. (Don't worry, though. There's zero chance of them actually doing anything about it.) Get with it, Stevie!

Obot Left - The fortress of fauxliberal fainthearts have started referring to Senator DateRape as "EMK." No, I'm not kidding.

Pandadroppings - Amanda eschews another round of corpse fondling to address the world-shaking comos-threatening crisis that is - long waits at airports! Oh, the humanity!

Pwogman! - The Superhero of Spinelessness sidles up to the grave and gets all wonky into it. Eeeewww!

Shake-A-Puddin - It's hard for this collection of shut-ins, cultists and self-help addicts to stay focused on anything outside of their intarweb commune, but Shakey gives it the old college try.

Lamey - Despite the best slobbering efforts at Obot Left, Lamey takes todays prize for Best Effort to Sodomize a Corpse. (It should be noted that Lamey has the worst case of Short Man's Disease since J. Edgar Hoover, which is how he manages to define alcoholism, vehicular homicide and rape as being "manly.") Way to go, Lamey!

Monday, August 24, 2009

It's good to be the Queen

In the most patronizing way imaginable, Shake-A-Puddin has come down from on high to gift the unwashed masses with her banhammer policy. It's thick going, to say the least. Most of it seems to be predicated on the notion that only a chorus of harmonious pwoggieness can bring enlightenment to us lowly proles. It also has something to do with "Kyriarchy" which, as near as I can tell, is an old Mister Mister song. Otherwise the whole thing is couched in the superior sort of tone one finds particular to the most self-righteous sort of Women's Studies majors, neocons and bible fellowship teachers.

Here's a hint, Shakey. One doesn't have to be "the thought police" when one surrounds herself with butt-slurping toadies.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Dear Virginia, STFU.

It's well known that God-Emperor Obama and many of his higher ranking staff always turn to the Newspwoggers for advice on how to conduct the affairs of state. After all, the Newspwogs have long been blindly faithful democrats and good little citizens of the Empire, supporting the carnage in Iraq, Afghanistan and elsewhere with their money and votes even as they decry the slaughter. I mean, who wouldn't respect that kind of integrity? I know I do. You bet.

With that, I would like to introduce you the Newspwogger's latest missive to our President. It's a long letter, full of implications and instructions, cajolery and mendacity, flim-flam, flip-flop and foo-forrah. Let's look at a few snippets:

Left unchecked fear of this unknown leads to anger, rage and the mob behavior we are now witnessing. This frustration is real. The anger is not counterfeit. And the cause cannot be explained simply by pointing a finger at any one group. It is the consequence of many different interests converging in a perfect storm, a tipping point resulting in public conflict that has not been seen for many years.

So a couple of RNC public relations groups use a handful of Limbaugh Losers to stage some phonyass demos in a bunch of phonyass DNC health care hearings and suddenly it's the Dissolution Of The Fucking Republic? Really? I wonder, does our author get out of his mom's basement much?

Fear is the emotion of the day. We fear the unknown. We fear that what might happen may be even worse than what we know.

We fear the darkness of night and the savage fangs of wild animals and the career of Sienna Miller! Save us, Oh Emperor Most High! Save us!

You must accept and validate this public rage and find a way to redirect it toward the real villains in our midst, the well-funded organized groups now spending millions of dollars on a war of television commercials, viral emails, social networks, scripted rage at public meetings and old-fashioned gossip that distort the realities of the status quo and what will surely come to pass if we fail to take action.

Not only is he President, Emperor and Saviour, but Obama is also our therapist. Also, all the real frustration, anger and fear is just "scripted rage" now. So you can forget about it. No biggy.

This is not the playoffs. We are only part way through the game. This is "time out" an the ball has bounced in your direction.

Ah, now here we're on more familiar pwoggie ground. After all the wailing and weeping and dire warnings, a good old pwoggie sports metaphor. Because, you see, your average sheltered, suburban, middle class, faugressive demotard has no more notion of how our political system works than a lightly retarded weasel has about string theory. But in the pwoggie world, politics doesn't affect anybody real. You know, anyone who counts.

As far as pwogs like Hootsbuddy are concerned, it's really all just a game.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

The 24/7 Pwoggie Bloggie Pity Party


Having watched Dear Leader bail out the banksters to the tune of several ba-jillion dollars, ramp up the slaughter in Afghanistan, fudge his promised withdrawl from Iraq, pass a truly craptastic energy bill written by his clean coal & nuke buddies, and continue much of Bush/Cheney's odious legecy from torture to domestic surveillance, our faugressive friends of the Demotard left are beginning to show a wee bit of the strain that comes with ear-bleedingly massive cognitive dissonance.

The usual excuses have all been exhausted. Republicans, Bloooo Dogs, The Media, sunspots, "centrists," biorythms, Cynthia McKinney, halitosis, SPECTRE, bad vibes and the Curse of the Bambino have all been deployed in a frantic whirl of rationalization. Only pwogs as oblivious as Shake-A-Puddin are still posting pictures of Dear Leader to coo and swoon over. (Nausea alert!) And only pwogs as braindead as Pwogman are still trying to rally the troops by pushing "Mo'Betta Dems." (Fuck, even "Mo'Betta" Bowers isn't clueless enough to be pushing that stale Mo'Betta meme right now.)

Now that all their go-to rationalizations are laying around stinking like three day old fish, what's a progressive to do? Finally put down the Cheetos and Dr. Pepper, get out of the basement and start the long, arduous work of organizing real in-the-flesh people?

No, you fool! It's time to start moaning! It's time to start whining! It's the 24/7 pwogwessive pity party - and you're invited!

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

A Very Special Pwog Blog Roundup - Health Care Edition

By now everyone (who gives a crap) has heard about the Senate Finance Committee's health care bill and it's unsurprising lack of a "public option." And certainly by now everyone (who, again, gives a crap) knows that the "public option" is a bait-'n-switch flavored bone for which the pwoggie blogs have been whining since for-fucking-ever. So you'd think that there's be some major sturm und drang about this, wouldn't you? Well let's find out, shall we? Here's the reaction so far:

Alas, a pwog - Captain Kirk is teh funneh!

Balk the Left - The Sotomayor drama will be the death of the Corporate Party! Long live OUR Corporate Party!

Diggly Wiggly - The Onion is teh funneh!

Gesundheit - Whut heath care?

NewsPwoggers - Captain Kirk is teh funneh!

Obot Left - Heath care? Who cares? The US/China talks are more important! So STFU!

Pandadroppings - No it isn't! Michael Vick's re-enstatement is more important!

Pwogman! - How will the Sotomayor drama affect our corporate party?

Shake-A-Puddin - OMG! Senate Judiciary Committee endorsed Sotomayor! Our team wins! Our team wins! Whooooooot!

Lamey - Uh, this is all the fucking Republicans fucking fault! Buy my CD!

Friday, July 24, 2009

Buyer's Remorse

Every now and then, when the Pwogwessive Chorus' choir masters have to take a break to nurse their sore baton wrists, the sounds of a couple off-key singers emerges from the otherwise uniform hope 'n change din. Such has been the case lately on a couple of the pwoggie blogs.

This time around it's Newspwoggers and Obot Left leaking a mournful tune over the stalling of Obama's craptastic "public option" heath care industry reform over Congress' summer schmoozing-for-dough break. Don't bother reading these extended whines - they're not much different from the ones published during the TARP robbery, the energy bill fiasco, or any of the other little "disappointments" dished out by the Obama administration to the personality cultists. And we all know that this one will be just as easily forgotten as the others.

What I want to know is - what right do these fuckers have to feel buyer's remorse? They're the ones that threw their vote away without so much as a whisper of a demand. They're the ones that jumped into the Obama Personality Cult with both fucking feet. They're the ones who did their utmost to shout down dissenting voices in the name of "not letting the perfect be the enemy of the good."

Good? Good? The pwoggie blogs actually characterized these corporate-owned war-mongering scumbag republicrats as "good." Astonishing, nu? And now that they've got their corporate-owned war-mongering scumbag republicrats in office, they're complaining that the corporate-owned war-mongering scumbag republicrats are in fact corporate-owned war-mongering scumbag republicrats!

Truly, there can be only one rational, thoughtful, compassionate response to this kind of behavior.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

It's SuperPwog!

A rare photo of Booman going for a walk.

You have to hand it to Booman. The superhuman amount of cognitive dissonance he carries around in his head every day would kill a mere mortal. Take, for instance, this massively stupid statement:
"Obama has banned torture completely, for example, and he has shut down all the black prisons."
One can only speculate what other delusions occupy Booman's pwoggie-bloggie, happy-dippy-dappy consciousness. It's obviously a wonderous, magical place where happy frou-frou elves skip from door to door delivering candy and ice cream treats. Oh, and Obama's Bagram torture facility doesn't exist there. Personally, I like this choice bit:
"The inmates at Bagram are being kept in "a legal black-hole, without access to lawyers or courts", according to Tina Foster, executive director of the International Justice Network, a legal support group representing four detainees.

She is pursuing legal action that, if successful, would grant detainees at Bagram the same rights as those still being held at Guantanamo Bay.

But the Obama administration is trying to block the move."

Of course, one must remember that irresponisble rightwing media outlets like the BBC and Reuters will print anything to soil God-Emperor Obama's holy and spotless administration. It's a media conspiracy of vast proportions whose only opposition is a tiny band of progressive bloggers on a mission to Save the World with their mutant blogging powers!

Or is that 'X Men?' Fuck if I know. I hate comic books.

(Bonus! Read Madam De'Boorge's little Obot tantrum over Helen Thomas' outrageous effrontery in daring to question the Wisdom of God-Emperor Obama. Off with her head!)