Everything was going far too reasonably well to my grave disappointment. I clicked on Pat’s head located prominently on my desktop so as to hastily take me to righteousness. I had been derelict in my duties and did not check Pat’s blog at the beginning of my day. I mean, I want to be right. Don’t you?
First post: Total puff piece. It can be summed up as follows: Barack is great, but the rest of the Democrats are the spawn of Satan. Especially that bitch Pelosi. So far, so good.
Third post: “VIDEO: Emergency Broadcast: New World Order Ahead.” No. No. No. No. No. Emergency. Stranger Danger! Stranger Danger!
I have to tell you, whenever the score from Requiem For A Dream begins to play, I immediately think of sawing off my arm and watching a big, black, dildo being shoved into Jennifer Connelly’s ass in the name of smack. Oh, and electro-shock therapy. Contrary to what you might think, I only really enjoy the visions conjured up from that serene film. But seriously, if you haven’t seen Requiem, you wouldn’t understand why I curl into the fetal position, take a shower, and scrub myself all bloody-like. Basically, we’re gonna die.
Of course I know the New World Order is here. Duh. But, what I didn’t know was that Mika Brzezinski’s father was in on the plot to “manipulate” the planet and rule the world. Because of Patrick J. Buchanan, that shit stops right here y’all.
I have only one suggestion for Mr. Buchanan who “rightly” believes in the total domination of the world by a few money whores: Yakety Sax works much better when you accuse your host’s father of causing the destruction of the free world as we know it. I think it was Hitler who said it best: “Laughter is the best medicine.”
That, and the real N.W.O. is after the jump Buchanan…