As a Conservative, I Must Say I Do Quite Like the Cut of this Obama Fellow's Jib - thread 1
As a Conservative, I Must Say I Do Quite Like the Cut of this Obama Fellow's Jib - thread 2
I Daresay It Is Time We Deal With the Mutineers Aboard the S.S. Conservatism
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Long read, but worth it. :)
He is not my President. He may be yours, but he is not mine, so your title is incorrect.
I’ll save this for later reading.
I lift a cheek in honor of our president.
One of the finest closing lines from a master closer.
Oh a mighty winds a blowin', it's kickin' up the sand
It's blowin' out a message to every woman, child and man
Yes, a mighty winds a blowin' cross the land and cross the sea
It's blowin' peace and freedom, it's blowin' equality
From a lighthouse in Barr Harbor to a bridge called Golden Gate
From a troller down in Shreveport to the shore of one great lake
There's a star on the horizon and it's burning like a flame
It's lighting up this mighty wind that's blowin' everywhere
Oh a mighty winds a blowin', it's kickin' up the sand
It's blowin' out a message to every woman, child and man
Yes, a mighty winds a blowin' cross the land and cross the sea
It's blowin' peace and freedom, it's blowin' equality
When the blind man sees the picture, when the deaf man hears the word
When the fisherman stops fishing, when the hunter spares the herd
We'll still hear the wondrous story of a world where people care
The story of this mighty wind that's blowin' everywhere
Oh a mighty winds a blowin', it's kickin' up the sand
It's blowin' out a message to every woman, child and man
Yes, a mighty winds a blowin' cross the land and cross the sea
It's blowin' peace and freedom, it's blowin' equality
Yes, it's blowin' peace and freedom, it's blowin' you and me
I’ll gladly pass a little wind his way.
Hell! Every time I phart or take a dump I think of Barak.
Meet T. Cod.
Looks like Chris Buckley.
An exquisite and well deserved skewering of the NR-style faux conservatives.
What do you mean our president?
We don’t have a legitimate president.
We have a Vice President, but the guy in the White House has yet to show that he is even eligible to be president. And that’s besides the fact that he’s a Marxist.
And a note to Christopher Buckley: See, Christo, this is what you threw away the good will of a lot of conservatives for. This is your life now: You’re getting clowned pretty much at will by a guy who spent the best years of his life not studying in the Bones tomb at Yale, but playing Trapper John McIntyre with his dates in the restroom at the Iowa-Minnesota game. How does that feel?
And finally...
Vive la Dame d'Ouasille!
later
A bit confusing at first, but nearly blinding with brilliance by the end. Iowahawk scores another bulls-eye.
Would that we could all be so eloquent in our prose.
Beautiful.
That explains all the news repeaters jockeying for position to be right behind him to get the first whiff.
Ill wind? Wasn’t me!
Very well written! I love it!