http://www.stoptheaclu.com/2009/01/27/the-goracles-global-warming-screed-may-be-frozen-out/ Beating Them With Their Own Sickle And Hammer Mon, 13 Feb 2012 15:23:11 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 http://www.stoptheaclu.com/2009/01/27/the-goracles-global-warming-screed-may-be-frozen-out/comment-page-1/#comment-112832 snaggletoothie Wed, 28 Jan 2009 19:24:34 +0000 http://www.stoptheaclu.com/?p=19566#comment-112832 A little on the pseudo-science of global warming: http://fishwrangler.blogspot.com/2009/01/global-warming-hoax.html A little on the pseudo-science of global warming: http://fishwrangler.blogspot.com/2009/01/global-warming-hoax.html

]]> http://www.stoptheaclu.com/2009/01/27/the-goracles-global-warming-screed-may-be-frozen-out/comment-page-1/#comment-112775 Huggums Wed, 28 Jan 2009 03:37:30 +0000 http://www.stoptheaclu.com/?p=19566#comment-112775 Well, he did invent the internet, didn't he? Well, he did invent the internet, didn’t he?

]]> http://www.stoptheaclu.com/2009/01/27/the-goracles-global-warming-screed-may-be-frozen-out/comment-page-1/#comment-112772 Carl Gordon Tue, 27 Jan 2009 23:48:00 +0000 http://www.stoptheaclu.com/?p=19566#comment-112772 I suppose some people would say that it is good that the “loyal” opposition (repugs) act out some sort of phony pseudo-patriotic crypto-fascist-religious parody in vain hopes of seeming relevant. I’m sure I offend at this very moment bringing these precious facts to way too many conservative attention deficit disordered minds, such as they are, as my ears have been on fire now for weeks, and surely they sit in some secret lair, mumbling something about perverts while making furtive hand gestures and waving a emaciated chicken bone or part, and for all I know, probably incoherently rubbing entrails on themselves whilst in Reaganistic thrall, mouthing ancient tribal curses of some long forgotten people that got here way before we did, before them damn Indians got automatic front-zees, and ruined it for everybody. And I won’t even go into the dearth of any very real chance of getting a decent egg cream or malted or that fantastic garlic sauce you get whence dining on Arab food or whatever. I mean you just don’t get that high quality garlic sauce to slather on your chicken parts or veggie substitute out here behind the orange curtain – it isn’t fair! But unfortunately, that’s the rusted and neglected plow we must use as an entrenching tool, horseless, across the blistered arid topography of our past electorate’s disengaged separation from any and all possible universes, a country in ruins, an eight year slide into impotent saber-rattling by conformist sheep, a virtual dust bowl days (daze?) of what essentially is the firmament of that which is truly the “us” of us. You get me? Fine, be that way! I suppose some people would say that it is good that the “loyal” opposition (repugs) act out some sort of phony pseudo-patriotic crypto-fascist-religious parody in vain hopes of seeming relevant. I’m sure I offend at this very moment bringing these precious facts to way too many conservative attention deficit disordered minds, such as they are, as my ears have been on fire now for weeks, and surely they sit in some secret lair, mumbling something about perverts while making furtive hand gestures and waving a emaciated chicken bone or part, and for all I know, probably incoherently rubbing entrails on themselves whilst in Reaganistic thrall, mouthing ancient tribal curses of some long forgotten people that got here way before we did, before them damn Indians got automatic front-zees, and ruined it for everybody. And I won’t even go into the dearth of any very real chance of getting a decent egg cream or malted or that fantastic garlic sauce you get whence dining on Arab food or whatever. I mean you just don’t get that high quality garlic sauce to slather on your chicken parts or veggie substitute out here behind the orange curtain – it isn’t fair! But unfortunately, that’s the rusted and neglected plow we must use as an entrenching tool, horseless, across the blistered arid topography of our past electorate’s disengaged separation from any and all possible universes, a country in ruins, an eight year slide into impotent saber-rattling by conformist sheep, a virtual dust bowl days (daze?) of what essentially is the firmament of that which is truly the “us” of us. You get me? Fine, be that way!

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