Take that Republican Party! The vestiges of The Whig Party, now that they’ve gotten all techy up in our grill, are predicting (albeit with cheap screen caps) The G.O.P’s demise. Much like Van Gogh, The Whig Party paints the death of The Republican Party in somber colors — a 1970’sish car careening off a cliff into a fiery pit of Hell. Or something like that.
Does Arlen Specter’s defection from the Getting Old Party spell doom for our Rabid Republican Rivals? Will the G.O.P’s recent slide down the scientific polls of Americana cause a rebirth for a party that can not even properly spell a homophone for a hairpiece? Their primary constituency? Do you like bizarre allusions to Batman? Tune in next week. Same Rat-Time. Same Rat-Channel.