Not Cool, Mittens, Not Cool At All

You know, we’ve declared that our desire to see Jugears in a U-Haul headed back for Shitcago overrules any qualms we have about Mittens Flip-Flop, and we stand by that. We’re not going to hand this country to the liberal fascists and their jugeared god for another four years, because there won’t be anything left of it to take back after that, other than squatters’ rights to the ruins.

That’s one thing. We’ve also genuinely tried to like him, and his relentless attacks and clever uppercuts to the Ogabe campaign every chance he got (after he got done carpet bombing his Republican rivals in the primaries) helped. A lot. We love to see liberal fascists cry. We love to see them die even more, but we’ll take crying. For now. And choosing Paul Ryan for his Veep certainly didn’t hurt our efforts to maybe reach a happy spot where we mightn’t have to wear nose clamps in November as we vote. Not that it would change our vote, but nose clamps are so damn uncomfortable and they utterly clash with our Imperial Style. Not to mention that big ass helmet we like to wear.

And then we hear about those shenanigans from the convention.

We mean, what the FUCK? Removing the grass roots’ every chance to even utter their opinions, the same grass roots without whom Congress would still be solidly Democrat National Socialist, just so as to not mar Mittens’ coronation with the petty rabble representing the voters they were sent to, um, represent?

Because it’s not like his nomination was in any danger. He had the actual delegates, and that’s how democracy works even though His Imperial Majesty didn’t much like the outcome.

But that wasn’t enough for King Willard and the Gentry GOP. Oh no, they wanted a fully gleichgeschalteter convention without any disturbances from the common rabble interrupting the ceremonies with their plebeian opinions. Why didn’t they just go the whole way and hold the convention in Nuremberg or Moscow? No danger of hurricanes there.

And at what price, Willy? Do you really think that your little coup is going to fire up the volunteers that you’re going to need from here on until November, the ones who have already done violence to their core principles by even considering showing up to vote for you? Do you?

ARE YOU A COMPLETE FUCKING MORON?

You may have just handed the election to Obongo, you fuckhead, and should that come to pass, Heaven forbid, you and you alone will be to blame.

But at least you, Weepy Orange Crush Boner, Mitch McCockless and the rest of the Gentry GOP have made it abundantly clear, no room left for reasonable doubt, just how highly you regard the ones doing the dirty work in the trenches for you.

Message received, loud and clear, five by five.

We still want to see Obongo dragged out of the White House kicking and screaming like the common trash that he is and we WILL do what we said we would, which is to vote for the GOP ticket in November, but we guarantee you that it will be the last time, barring some truly amazing changes in the way the GOP does business.

As we said in our previous post: We’ll support you this time, because we owe it to our kids to stop the commie fuckwads and their chance to live in a free country is more important to us than our disgust at what the GOP has become, but it’s the last. fucking. time.

And if you think the Tea Party revolution is over with you being sworn in next January, you are SORELY mistaken. If anything, you just filled its engine up with pure, no ethanol, premium gas. You’ll be the last Gentry GOP president, and come 2016 we’ll be replacing you with an American.

Count on it.

Thatisall.