Tuesday, August 23, 2005

No you may not read a dead man's mind

For all you right wing assjockeys climbing over each other's scaly backs, trying to shout louder than the one below you, trying to emotionally blackmail Cindy Sheehan by implying her dead son would not approve of what she is doing today, I have this to say to you.

Shut the fuck up. No, you may not speak. I do not want to hear what you have to say. No, you do not know about Casey Sheehan's opinions about the Iraq war. And if he did have an opinion, his mother was in a much better position to know what it was than all you fucktards. She was the one who wrote him letters when he was in Iraq, not you. She was the one who spoke to him on the phone while he was in active combat, not you. You have no opinion here, no leg to stand on. Simply put, this is none of your fucking business. This is between a grieving mother and the asshole who sent her son off to war under a false pretext. So stop sucking on your great leader's cock and fuck off each and every one of you. Go hibernate under a fucking rock. Only come back once this is all over, and the bastard in the White House (currently getting fellated at a resort in Idaho by a Mexican geisha) has apologized to the grieving mother. But till then, put a sock in it. There is no place for you right now in Crawford or anywhere else. Fuck off. Now.

2 comments:

chappan said...

Whew...so much anger.control dude control....

gawker said...

This is how I control it. By writing it down. Otherwise I might smash my tv in.