Am. Spec. article by Freeper Ping.
The nomination of Howard the Deany to the chair of the DNC means that his posse of Deaniacs would be in charge of the party machinery. You have to wonder just how suicidal the Democrats are.
When thinking of the Democrat Party these days I'm always reminded of a WW II cartoon I once saw showing a guy "testing" artillery shells by hitting them on the fuse with a hammer. As each shell fails to explode he marks it dud. The caption reads "we have to improve quality on this line" as he goes to hammer another shell.
The Democrats seem to be determined to make themselves as irrelevant as possible.
Sounds to me like the author has the best interests of the DNC at heart;
as for me, I'd love to see the DNC run by Howard Dean and as many of his like-minded cronies as he can get released from their straight-jackets on any given day.
I'm sorry . . . this just tickles the hell outta me.
Where do these Libbers keep finding these names? I mean . . . come on. Zephyr Teachout? I picture someone dressed in Mod Squad clothes, toking on a joint with an upraised fist, screaming . . . "Right on, Man!"
And APPLE? And Phinnnnnnnnnnnneous? And . . . whatever. Don't these parents know their kids actually have to grow up sometime?
The absolute worst name I've ever heard? Don't shoot the messenger . . . I SWEAR I read this in the obituaries of a small town newspaper about ten years ago. I hope her survivors aren't FReepers.
Drum roll please . . . Ima Gay Savage.