|"I GOTS you!"|
|King George Bush, Puppet Supreme|
|Clarence "Uncle" Thomas|
|Little Johnny Boehner|
|Anita "Ain't-Nobody-Got-Time-for-That" Hill|
|Michael "Bringing-it-Hard, Keeping it Real" Moore|
|Dixie "Speak Your Mind, Stand Your Ground" Chicks|
|Bradley "We DESERVE to Know" Manning|
|Hillary "Telling it Like it Is, Won't Back Down" Clinton|
Openly promoted child abuse? It's allrighhht! (Evidently.)
Shit, I ain't scurred of no
I'm an American, dammit!
I FACE TERRORISM
EVERY. FUCKING. DAY!
(At least a bomb gets the
government's attention and
a quick response.
Why do THESE people
get away with pure evil and
the Witch is dead..."
I'll save my sympathies for the millions
fucked over by her policies who never recovered.
|Instead of remaining a 'simple' matter of excessive|
force and unjustifiable homicide, the murder of
Trayvon Martin has become a litmus test for the
personal politics and racism in our sick country.
It is now about a small town's perverted sense of justice.
It is now a case of money and standing buying leniency.
It is now a horrible miscarriage of justice.
It is a defense that is a ludicrous and cruel joke.
The demonization of this young man is disturbing and wrong.
And to think, this never should have happened.
If only an unwell, privileged, armed thug had stayed in his
house and not stalked a young man.
Trayvon was guilty; guilty of being black and free.
Trayvon Martin is dead for no good reason,
and you or I could just as easily be next.
|Package it right, and you can sell anything!|
(Paid for by the Lying-ass Cater-to-the-rich nutball
circus-of-clueless-wonders known as the Republican
Party Extremists and Religious Control Freaks on Crack)
Get down off that cross, honey--
somebody need the wood!"
(Like for building they broke ass a home,
or making wooden spikes to finish off
your erstwhile followers, or making the
world's tiniest violin so we can accompany
the Religious Reich while they cry about
how abused they are! Sniff sniff!)
Punk ass bitches.
If they wanna be you so bad, I say we
start the crucifixions TODAY!!
|Blaine: We gonna rock it like Mardi Gras, y'all!|
Antoine: What'chu so danged happy about?!?!
|Blaine: It's 'Good Friday,' Boo! You so silly!|
Antoine: What's so good about it, pray tell?
|Blaine: This is the day that we talk about muscular, good-|
looking activists being persecuted for their beliefs....while
half-naked, mind you! And then everybody kneels at
they feet! And then...we eat fish.
|Antoine: Uh...Excuse you! You had me up til the fish part.|
Ms. Merriweather does not touch the fish, thank you!
|Blaine: Come on now! Where's your sense of adventure?|
Why don't you just try a little taste. If you don't like it,
the taste and odor will pass over....in a few days!
|Antoine: Okay, give me a little bite.|
Blaine: Now you KNOW that ain't right! But here's a little fish.
Chewwww it....chew it.....now swallowwwwww.
Come on now...I know you can swallow!
|Antoine: You better stop! You bout to make me choke!|
Blaine: That sound about right! Now what you think of that fish?