seems to just be a word for mob.
Bob Beckel, on tonight's H&C.......
Bloggers are internet lynch mobs
yes but our lynch mob also makes a fashion statement while lynching.
I think we all know what this really means, don't we?
It means that we are a clear and established threat to MSM's selective promotion of "progressive" topics; and, a threat to their selective indignation (including palpable lies such as those of Mr. Jordan) against all we stand for.
LYNCH MOB? Did little Bobbie Beckel call us a "lynch mob"?
The Stalinist flame throwing hate speech of Mr. Beckel is intended to discredit us, but lookie what happens. We need only quote him, and his petulant, foot stamping hyperbole gets ponged around the blogosphere and becomes another excellent bad example of the hyperventilating hate-lies of the left.
Mr. Beckel, do you really think that your hate mongering will make people like you and your party? No matter, keep it up, though, okay?
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How's it hanging…Robert Beckel…you will be so fun to heckle
You were seeking out some action…you are lucky your wife's not put you in traction
You were surfing…evening's boring…Tiffany showed off her whoring
She was dressed provocatively…lately your thing had been seeming rather shrively
An appointment you were setting…would there be some heavy petting
At three hundred bucks an hour…you were hoping something would rise like a tower
She arrived and got right to it…oh, yes, Robert…she could do it
You need more than electoral…she would teach you a few tricks about things oral
So you paid six hundred dollars…and your neighbors heard you holler
It was great…but if your wife found out she surely would be quite irate
Just one night's not satisfying…I want more, you started crying
She came back…it's thirteen hundred bucks for Tiffy in the sack
Wait a minute…she's been writing…suddenly it's not exciting
Fifty thousand she's demanding…and the problem for you really is expanding
You had fallen to temptation…now prepare for litigation
But it gets much more exquisite…you heard your wife say Ms. Bobbitt's gonna visit