Courtesy of TPM: ( http://talkingpointsmemo.com/livewire/joe-the-plumber-wurzelbacher-ucsb-shooting-dead-kids)
Samuel Wurzelbacher gave his condolences this week to the families of the victims of the mass shooting near the University of California, Santa Barbara. But no tragedy is going to stop “Joe The Plumber” from defending the Second Amendment.
In an open letter published Tuesday on the website Barbwire, Wurzelbacher went out of his way to explain to the victims’ parents that the deaths won’t undermine his “Constitutional rights.”
“I am sorry you lost your child. I myself have a son and daughter and the one thing I never want to go through, is what you are going through now,” wrote Wurzelbacher, who became something of a mascot for John McCain’s failed 2008 presidential campaign. “But: As harsh as this sounds – your dead kids don’t trump my Constitutional rights.”
That’s right folks. He really said that. “Your dead kids don’t trump my Constitutional rights.”
I don’t even think I can come up with anything witty in response to that. I think I’m going to just let his asinine comments stand out there alone, blowing in the breeze, for all the people to see. And hopefully, hopefully, all the people will breathe a collective sigh of relief that the nincompoop who found this guy and brought him to fame (for a clue, think 2008 presidential campaign, think Republican ticket, think clueless excuse for a candidate) didn’t get anywhere close to the White House. Well, actually both nincompoops on that ticket.
Joe the Plumber. Jesus, Mary and Joseph. To think this man is allowed to speak in any public forum.
I better stop before I get myself into trouble and create more vitriol.
Moving right along to Exhibit #2.
A real money quote from Sharron Angle, the Nevada politician who ran (and lost handily) for Senate in 2010:
“One out of every six bundlers on the Democratic side is homosexual,” she told the 150 or so people at the Wasilla Sports Complex on Saturday. “Are you starting to see the trend? If we want to stop their agenda we have to stop their money,” she said.
(The above quote found in a story about a Republican Convention held in Wasilla, Alaska last week. The link can be found on one of my favorite sites http://www.theimmoralminority.blogspot.com)
Not sure where she gets her 411 regarding the sexual orientation of Democratic bundlers, but then from what I’ve heard a lot of these people just aren’t the sharpest tools in the shed, if you know what I mean. Climate change denial. The age of the earth controversy. Yelling and screaming and stomping their feet about some humongous, ginormous conspiracy regarding the birth certificate of the President that was put into motion approximately 50 some years ago in the anticipation that he would one day be king. I’m just sayin’. Makes you wonder how many neurons are actually firing at any given time.
Exhibit #3 (I apologize for being late to the party on this one. I tried to stay away from it, I really did. I tried to let the stupid go. I really did. But it’s been circulating in the ol’ noggin and in order to get some peace, I need to spit it out onto the page, so to speak.)
Now there’s an extraordinarily fine example of a human being, eh?
Owes the gubmint a cool $1 million (give or take a few bucks) for grazing rights for the cattle he’s let graze on land that is NOT owned by him, for approximately 20 years.
And here’s what he had to say:
“I want to tell you one more thing I know about the Negro,” he said. Mr. Bundy recalled driving past a public-housing project in North Las Vegas, “and in front of that government house the door was usually open and the older people and the kids — and there is always at least a half a dozen people sitting on the porch — they didn’t have nothing to do. They didn’t have nothing for their kids to do. They didn’t have nothing for their young girls to do. “And because they were basically on government subsidy, so now what do they do?” he asked. “They abort their young children, they put their young men in jail, because they never learned how to pick cotton. And I’ve often wondered, are they better off as slaves, picking cotton and having a family life and doing things, or are they better off under government subsidy? They didn’t get no more freedom. They got less freedom.”
(The above quote taken from a story on my favorite, once again, site: http://www.theimmoralminority.blogspot.com which referenced a story in the New York Times at http://www.nytimes.com/2014/04/24/us/politics/rancher-proudly-breaks-the-law-becoming-a-hero-in-the-west.)
Not sure if the phrase “pot, meet kettle” is apropos here, but I’m thinking yes, possibly, maybe, kinda, sort of. You know?
In my little ol’ mind, I tried to figure out just what his above screed was attempting to say and all I could come up with was that he is accusing “Negroes” of being lowlifes, taking government subsidies and living off of the government and all, yada, yada, yada.
So then I thought about it a little bit more, cogitating and ruminating and such, and began to wonder about a man that makes money off of selling cattle that he lets graze for free on land that doesn’t belong to him that “belongs” to the government but which actually, in reality, belongs to the public (because that’s what BLM land is…public, not private). So then I asked myself “who is living off the government and being a lowlife?” And that’s when I thought I’d be oh so clever and throw in the ol’ ‘pot meet kettle’ meme.
Though no matter how much time I’ve spent cogitating and ruminating (I just love those words), I cannot come up with a story as to how Negroes are related to Mr. Bundy’s refusal to pay his bill. I am mystified.
There were more floating around up there in my brain, but it is very late, this has taken a bit of time to put together, I am tired, and honestly, fed up with the nincompoops in this country. Just reading what they have to say is making me crazy. As in nutso, off-my-rocker insane.
So, I’m done for now giving these asinine nincompoops (LOVE those words) the time of day. I’m sure I’ll revisit this topic, as I have many times before.
Sleep tight. Don’t let the bedbugs bite. (Which, sorry to say, have been diagnosed in Cheyenne, Wyoming. I know, right?)