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Along with championing the deregulating of industry, the Republicans have also sought to deregulate grammar.
With “How’s that hopey-changey thing comin’?” my revulsion for all things Republican congealed into a small, tight knuckle lodged somewhere between the fight or flight and porn quadrants of my brain. Hence, I now refer to Sarah Palin as “Lady Ga Ga Goo Goo.”
From insipid, misspelled “protest” signs (“Get a clue, morans!”) to the nod and wink denials of rampant racism being at the core of their most recent rebellion, the Republicans continue their seeping jihad on all things cultured, demonizing “smart” as elitist.
There are far too many cringe inducing moments of chowderheaded chop-logic, lazily researched poll results and incomprehensibly articulated talking points being given the spotlight courtesy of a happily complicit media, a conscious synchronicity between its shrewd barkers and the drooling freaks who strive to give voice to rage they couldn’t begin, in their dumbed-down state, to understand; for if they did they would surely turn their righteous anger against the true villains. But alas, the blatant infantilization which is steadily defining our wounded discourse has moved me to declare my utter and outright disdain:
Vomity ass heads and crappy poo-poo pants!
