I don\’t want a pickle

Crap! DOn't let Newt see her...

This is my last 2012 post on the GOP nomination process. 1

Not because more hilarity won’t ensue; it surely will. But as I was disapparating about the ‘netz this morning, randomly popping up here and there, I suddenly arrived at a particularly cogent locus in Indiana:

Nobody running in the Presidential primary is your friend. No friend to gunnies, no friend to the small businessperson and no friend to free individuals. They see your liberty as a threat; Mr. Schumer over in Congress speaks for all Washington when he wants you injected, inspected, detected — not neglected! — issued a card and sat down, probably, on the Group W bench with “all kinds of mean nasty ugly looking people…” And not a one of them will even bother to ask, “Kid, have you rehabilitated yourself?” 2 (via)

Her entire post says it all. No further sense wailing about an obviously dead horse, right? 3

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  1. Okay, let us emend that to read “…barring outrageous gaffes.”
  2. Arlo, what have you been up to?
  3. We’ll save that for the general election.

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