So They Mean to Have a War? Let it Begin Right Here Then

OK, time to blow away the cobwebs on this thing for real this time. Break over, school’s back in session. We enjoyed the break, though, we must admit. Watching the increasingly absurd circus that is post-America America from a semi-detached distance without a thought to saying word one about it is quite… invigorating. And amusing at times. We do apologize for the scarcity of posts, however, and aim to make up for it post (yep, we meant to say that. Our affinity for horrid puns remains lamentably unchanged) haste.

Such as when that fat loser fuck Rove, the guy who never saw an election that he couldn’t fuck up, comes out and declares war on the Tea Party and everything else having even the tiniest little bit to do with actual conservatism and, to add hilarity to injury, decides to name his new conservative candidate targeting smear tank the “Conservative Victory Project.” The sheer nerve and hilarious dishonesty of that name made us laugh out so loud that even the Imperial Palace Guard registered a complaint.

But at least the Establishment RINOglicans are done pretending to be on our side, now they’re openly declaring war on us. Refreshing, to say the very least.

And boy is the fit hitting Rove’s fugly shan already! One of his sock puppets, one Johnathan Collegio of whom exactly nobody has heard until now, issued forth from his pod in Rove’s American Crossroads RINO-breeding tank and went on to call Brent Bozell III a “hater” on public radio. Twice. Presumably because Mr. Bozell had committed the unpardonable sin of criticizing Rove’s brilliant plan to “win for conservatism” by running nothing but RINO surrender monkeys everywhere across our fair nation.

Now, some of you may have heard of Mr. Bozell. He’s president of the Media Research Center for one thing, the organization pointing out the constant lies and coverups of the Obama Imperial Media. He’s also the nephew of one Bill Buckley, of whom we’re sure you’ve heard and, to top it off, the son of Mr. Brent Bozell II who, among other achievements, penned “Conscience of a Conservative” for another conservative held in low regard by Rove and his RINOglicans, Barry Goldwater. Yeah, that Barry Goldwater. There really is only one of those, isn’t there?

And those are just some of Brent Bozell III’s rock solid conservative creds. He’s not “merely” a rock-ribbed conservative in his own right, he’s pretty much genetically bred to be one.

Yet to “mastermind” Karl Fuckup Rove’s hired weasel, he’s nothing but an insignificant “hater.”

Needless to say, the reaction from actual conservatives has been less than, er, kind. A quite enlightening read and we urge you wholeheartedly to have at it.

Rove and the RINO Establishment wants a war? Fine. Bring it. And do keep shooting yourselves in the feet, you useless, venal, driveling drooltards.

Bring. It. On.

Thatisall.