Thursday, January 08, 2009

Not So Fast There, Ya Weasels.

Oh yeah, I just love these slimy fucking bastards who have fucked up everything under the sun and are now trying to distance themselves from any blame.
Take for example Uber Neocon Richard Perle, the biggest cheerleader for the invasion of Iraq there ever was, now trying to claim neither he or the rest of his Neocon buddies had anything to do with Iraq.

Nice try asshole.

Then we also have Darth Cheney trying to deny he has had his hand up Bushes ass for eight years.

Stop, yer making coffee spurt out my nose here!

It's like these criminal bastards think everyone has Attention Deficit Disorder or something.
Why no, I don't remember what happened last Tuesday, why do you ask?


Nope, sorry, you broke it motherfuckers, you own it, just like Colin Powell tried to tell you and he is just as fucking guilty as any of the rest of these bastards.

The only difference is that he actually recognized his mistake and took it on the chin and came clean.
You won't see that with any of the rest of these scumbag bullies.

Perle especially makes me sick, I wouldn't piss on that guy if he was on fire.

I expect to see more and more of this ass covering and history revision in the coming months.
It doesn't matter, they know we know the truth.

And the truth is, all of us who were being called traitors for calling bullshit on these people and their actions were right.


My thanks to Mike Finnigan at Crooks and Liars for linking to my wee little Blog!


  1. As sure as Carter made little liver pills and the sun sinks slowly in the west, look for every one of these duncecap-clad greed-soaked fuckclowns to jump off the good ship LolliBush and swim to wingnut welfare island, there to lay in wait for the next time America has a brainfart and puts them anywhere near the levers of power.

    Which will probably be sooner than anyone thinks.

  2. They have to at least try to make nice with Americans, their prospects for international travel are not so good. More than a few communities have rolled out the not so subtle unwelcome mat for Bushies in exile.
    At first it was rotten fruit and vegetables but recently, I'm told, old shoes are the projectiles of choice.

    Maybe we can create a little green zone for them to romp around? It wouldn't take much really. They're real good at pretending.

    In an undisclosed location, of course...