The Chicken Little Thread
Well, inasmuch as it's been mildly amusing (to say the least) to read the outer manifestations of the inner "workings" (being really, really generous here) of our Teabilly (thanks, TTH - helluva call on that) Parrotriots, I'm afraid that their descent into Chicken Littleness has already wearied me to the point of total disinterest. It's kind of like having deja vu all over and over and over and over and over again. Yogi would be proud - I've come to a fork in the road and I'm taking it. Fortunately, either branch of the fork leads out of the National Shitbox.
If insanity is trying things known not to work over and over again in hopes that they will, well then our rat-wang-nutz and nutz-ette will be working that plan to a point I'm bored and disgusted enough not to have the stomach to witness.
All I've got to say is that the chorus of Chicken Littles have begun boisteriously bleating their new mantras as dictated by the goons at Faux Noise. It might be a little different if there was any spark of wit or wry intelligence coming from the usual righty-tighty posters in here, but there, sadly, isn't. Nothing but the grey, bland recitations (though I will have to say that they are recited with much more volume and gusto than the content deserves) recalling the usual party-talk output from the Kremlin and the Politburo in days gone by or currently by the North Korean propaganda mill. Don't take offense, Tea Partay Parrotriots, I'm not comparing you philosophically with the Kommies, I'm just pointing out the fact that your propaganda machines followed each other down the assembly line.
But, anyway, I'll leave the Chicken Littles to the rest of my fellow progressives, moderates, occasional rational thinkers, et al for you to do battle with. This group of self-styled and alleged "patriots" whose idea of entertainment is arguing with a stone wall. While there is a good match in the IQ department there between the Teabillys and the stone wall, it's rather like watching uninterrupted for three weeks a 15 second loop of a dog chasing its tail. Not my cup of tea - pun intended.
So, I'm gone for a while but I'll be back before the 2014 mid terms to set you right wang losers straight again. In the mean time.....
enjoy being the marginal, incapable nothings you are. It's a shame there is no such thing as an intelligence transplant. Cluck! Cluck! Cluck!
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