Seriously. Have you ever met a Lib who can change a tire, or his own oil, or work a simple quadratic, or build a fire?
"A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects."
A Lib doesn't qualify as human, and should be treated as you would any other vermin...
OK, but what about AFTER lunch?
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Whew! Guess I'm not a lib. That's a relief!