Posted by Emperor Misha I on January 27, 2012
Readerjp got me thinking again. She’s good at that and I value it highly because, Heaven knows, thinking about why you feel the way you feel is a good thing.
It was about how I felt about Newt’s genuine issues from his past and why I felt that way, but it got me thinking along other lines:
Why is it that I despise Mittens so much (other than what I stated in the post below which was really only the last straw, I’ve always had issues with him), why do I have such a huge issue with his skeletons, yet am willing to live with the skeletons of other candidates?
It’s a damn good question. The immediate response, which is what I gave, is that some skeletons are different from other skeletons. Which is true. We all have our hot button issues and there are some that we cannot compromise on because it would hurt us worse than it would help. We have to, after all, live with all of our decision before G-d or whatever substitute for G-d we may believe in. As well as ourselves.
So it got me to thinking. I think, as a matter of fact I’m pretty damn sure at this point after having thought about it, that my main issue with Mittens vs. Everybody Else is that he is pathologically unwilling to admit to having ever made a mistake in his entire life. None of the other candidates, past or present, have had this problem. Rick Perry was perfectly willing to even mock himself for his missteps. Newt has no problem admitting that the Pelosi Couch Moment was the biggest fuckup of his political career. And so on and so forth.
Now, you might legitimately ask yourself “sure, but does he really mean it or is he just trying to do damage control?” I don’t know. Nobody but the candidate knows for sure, but what I DO know is that Mittens has never, ever admitted to any sort of mistake on his part, big or small. He just can’t do it. It is as if he thinks of himself as perfect and that any admission that he could ever make a mistake is sacrilege.
I think that that’s what I really have against him, and it’s not just because it reminds me very much of the current resident of 1600 Penn Ave, it’s also that I find it highly troublesome to even think about handing the reins of power to an individual who thinks that he is perfect, who is completely incapable of even entertaining the notion that he might have a flaw.
Only G-d is perfect and Mittens, being a Christian no matter what some people might say about Mormons, at least ought to have a basic understanding of that concept.
Once you forget that, no matter what denomination you may belong to, once you start believing in your own infallibility, you have made yourself like G-d in your own mind and THAT ought to trouble everybody, whether they believe in G-d or not.
Do you really want somebody who seems to think that he is infallible, that he is G-d’s equal, as your president?
We already have one of those, and it hasn’t worked out too well, has it?
I’m not perfect. G-d knows that I’m not and I’m reminded regularly of the fact. That’s not a weakness. That’s a learning process. It makes me stronger, it helps me get closer to the unattainable ideal of being perfect which, although unattainable, should be the goal that we all have our eyes set on. Just because you know you can’t get there doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t even try. You can always get closer as long as you accept that you’re not there yet. Every faltering step brings you closer.
It’s when you decide that you’re already there that progress stops.
And Mittens is quite clearly at that point. Even when his idiotic idea, even if launched with the best of intentions which I’m perfectly willing to give him, have been proven to have hurt Massachusetts, he is still utterly unwilling to admit that maybe it wasn’t such a great idea. Heck, even in the small issues such as strapping his dog’s crate to the top of a car for an all-day drive to his vacation home that caused the poor pooch to shit himself in unholy terror he can’t even admit that “hey, not my brightest moment, but I really didn’t have a clue that it would freak the dog out that much.” You see, I would have bought that line. G-d knows I’ve done things more stupid than that based on what “seemed like a good idea at the time”, so I’ll be the last to insist that everybody else is different.
But not even that. Oh no. Mittens is all-knowing and all-wise. Anybody questioning his wisdom on anything is a retard.
He just cannot even entertain the notion that he might have ever done anything stupid.
Doesn’t that worry you? Because it worries the shit out of ME.
Thatisall.
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Posted by Emperor Misha I on January 27, 2012
Sometimes we wonder if Mittens ObamneyBot is trying his damndest to get us to refuse to vote for president at all in November.
Case in point: Tonight’s debate. Yes, we know that the MittBots at Hot Gas are jizzing all over themselves about it, claiming that their Golden Idol Mittens swept the floor with that hideous Newt, but that’s not at all what we care about. What we did care about was this four minute exchange between Mittens the Mandate and Rick Santorum:
Done? Good. Watch Santorum determinedly skewer, dissect and atomize Mittens’ flat out lies about how RomneyCare and ObamaCare aren’t one and the same, particularly when Mittens tries to claim that forcing everybody in Massachusetts who has a pulse to either buy insurance or pay a fine is somehow different from forcing everybody in the nation who has a pulse to either buy insurance or pay a fine.
Other than “Massachusetts” =/= “nation”, they sound pretty similar to us, and obviously to Santorum as well.
But even that is not what made us want to shoot the TV. No, watching that pompous, preening, Obama With Better Hair son of a diseased bitch Mittens state that mandates weren’t something to get angry over was what did it for us.
It isn’t, Mittens Ogabelini? It isn’t?
Well, unlike your privileged, insulated arse, His Imperial Majesty actually lived under and worked within a government mandate healthcare system, and let us tell you: The results ain’t pretty. Rationing boards, waiting lists as long as months for simple procedures like a CT scan, people overrunning the ERs with routine issues because they can’t get an appointment with a doctor since there aren’t enough of them, three government bureaucrats for every actual healthcare professional (useless bureaucrat swine who, aside from doing absolutely nothing to improve healthcare also cost at least three times as much as the “Indians” providing the actual care), you name it. Your “perfect” model has it. In spades.
Because we know it, we lived it and we worked in it. So don’t tell us otherwise, you ignorant fuckweasel.
How about overworked, underpaid providers being forced to use sub-standard equipment (we’ve got to take money from them to keep the useless 1,000 government suits in the administrative annex fat and happy, y’know) botching up routine surgeries to the point where they reduce otherwise healthy individuals to massively brain damaged vegetables or nearly take their eye sight away? And we’re only talking about examples from our very own Imperial family here. Don’t even get us started on the disasters that we witnessed every fucking day working the floors that were the results of putting the same wastes of protoplasm that gave us the DMV in charge of healthcare.
Ever had to keep a patient in ER from bleeding to death by employing combat field medicine because the only surgeon the government would allow us to keep on staff had been working for 36 hours straight and needed a nap? I fucking well have, and it wasn’t even my job! I just happened to be the only guy around who happened to know how to do it.
Want more? I don’t really fucking care if you do, I’m going to give it to you anyway: How about having a fifteen-year-old kid literally die in your arms because nobody on the floor he coded on knew how to operate the damn crash cart? There just weren’t any “funds” available to do so, probably because some obese, suited government fuck needed another Mercedes. I thank G-d for the fact that I just happened to be on the floor when it happened because I at least knew enough to keep him viable until the cardiologist could get over there. Yes, he survived in the end after having been clinically dead. But no fucking thanks to nationalized medicine. You want to hear the punch line to that one? The same government administration who couldn’t find the pennies to keep the staff trained on handling codes somehow found the funds to offer everybody who’d been there to witness the results of their inexcusable fuckup “grief counseling.”
Needless to say, I told the fuckers to fuck the fuck off. I may or may not have said something about hanging the empty suits from the nearest lamp post being the best “therapy” I could think of at the moment, I don’t remember it all that clearly.
And all of this is “not worth getting angry over?”
It ISN’T?
Fuck you, Mittens. Fuck you and the GOP Establishment you rode in on. Fuck you with the three-headed fuckstick of Ba’al until your innards trail out of your arsehole like tattered, bloody sail ticklers on an ancient, worm-ridden wreck. Fuck you and the entire Establishment with the manic determination of a thousand sex-starved crackheads on a metric ton of crystal meth. Fuck you so far up the arse with a barbed-wire adorned fence post that your eyes bulge out. Fuck you right the fuck to fucking death and please, please G-d, allow us to watch all of it in HD.
*Deep breath*
There. That’s it. If anybody expects me to pull the lever for that fuckstickle in November, you need to up your meds. I WILL vote, I WILL show up to vote for every single position down ticket, but I won’t lift a finger for that diseased chancre on the body politic. That fucking does it. The only, ONLY issue on which he hasn’t been on all three sides depending on what suited him at the moment happens to be a hill that I am more than perfectly willing to die on because several people I love and care about came quite close to dying because of it. And now the arrogant, pissy, preppy silver spoon cocksucker is telling me that “it’s not worth getting angry over?”
So yeah, RomneyBots, go right on riding your pony to the nomination. Best of fucking luck getting us to lift a finger for him. We WILL vote, no sense whatsoever in depriving perfectly good down-ticket candidates of our support just because The Stupid Party once again managed to fuck up a simple job, but if you think that a slime sack who supports everything that we hate and despise is going to get our support, you’d damn well better think again.
And if he somehow does manage to win the nomination and the general election, do him a favor and prepare him for the least funny four years of his life, because I do solemnly swear that I will do everything that I legally can to make his life everloving fucking hell from day one.
That. Is. ALL.
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Posted by Emperor Misha I on January 26, 2012
This would make it the 238th one, wouldn’t it? Sorry, we lost count. But be happy, taxpayers, another $118,000,000 of your money just got washed down the drain in order to pump up the Friends of Ogabe Program™.
Winning The Future!
Thatisall.
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Posted by Emperor Misha I on January 26, 2012
It would appear so. Listen, His Majesty is perfectly fine with having to fight back and prove that every liberal talking point out there is a flat out lie. It’s what we expect from them and, besides, proving them wrong is so damn easy. Not to mention enjoyable. Particularly when their heads start exploding. But
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Posted by Emperor Misha I on January 25, 2012
You know that when, on the night of president SCOAMF’s state of his diapers address, Allahpundit digs out a story about Nancy Lugosi’s allegations from last December about “secrets” she know about Newt Gingrich that she was about to violate the law by talking about, a story that didn’t get much traction back then because,
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Posted by Emperor Misha I on January 25, 2012
We’ve been thinking. Listen, we know that Newt Gingrich isn’t exactly the Perfect Candidate™, but he has got one thing going for him, which is a refusal to roll over. Still, he’s hardly Thomas Jefferson, and we’re not going to be howling hoorah when we pull the lever for him if he’s the candidate, even
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Oh, and Another Thing
January 25th, 2012
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