The Spot-On Quote Of The Day…
…is awarded to Quin Hillyer for his meditation on GOP moderates [during the course of a wonderful evisceration of Senator Bob 'Big Baby' Bennett]:
…Sometimes people should learn to accept defeat with grace. What IS it with all these so-called moderates who are pathetically sore losers? In New York, Scozzafava takes the GOP endorsement and tons of GOP cash and then endorses the Democrat. In Maryland, Wayne Gilchrest lost the GOP House nomination fair and square, and then endorsed the Democrat. In Pennsylvania, we see Arlen Specter switching parties because he saw he would lose. Same with Charlie Crist in Florida, after swearing up and down that he was a Reagan Republican. And now Bennett, slandering the Tea Partiers and threatening to run a write-in candidacy.
What a wealth of weasels.
Spot-on and extra special kudos for giving us ‘a wealth of weasels’.
Even though money and credit are tight, we on the Right do have an oversupply of slimy worms.
As I’ve written many times before, the war we are fighting to restore our freedoms and liberties has a lot of fronts, one of which is the battle against the desiccated GOP Establishment. I suppose you could call the part that houses the ‘moderates’ Rockefeller’s Remnants — those liberals who believe the party has been kidnapped by the barbarian Right. To them I say: it’s over, get used to it. You’re not welcome in the GOP. You turned the Party into Democratic Lite and, for such malfeasance, the Right took it over. You’ve never forgiven Ronald Reagan for upsetting your little club and for thirty years you’ve acted like sore, spoiled brat losers. As Quin states: you’re pathetic.
You know what time it is…
…it’s Dog Track Time.
WOLVERINES!
On a side note, the collective noun for weasels (like a “pride of lions”) is a “sneak”. Appropriate here….
As is a ‘sneak of weasels’?
Um, yes, actually.
Ravens come in storytellings, rhinos in a crash, hippos in a float, owls in a wisdom or a parliament, and gnus in an implausibility… so yes, weasels come in sneaks. Look it up.
I trust you, Roxe, even though you’re a lawyer.