Femocrats

I can conceive of no better lede for this post than Republican challenger Alan West exposing Representative Ron Klien's (D-FL22) pussification:

West last month called GOP primary foe David Brady a "knucklehead" and told the Boca Raton Republican Club: "We're going to take him out behind the woodshed and we're going to give him a Southern-fried butt-whoopin' come next Tuesday. Then after that, we're going to take Ron Klein out behind the same woodshed and we'll whoop him too."

Figuratively speaking, of course.  Which reasonable people would understand.

Democrats, however, are not reasonable people.  They tend to be...disingenuous, dishonorable, and contemptuous of the voting public's intelligence - which, to be fair, isn't entirely un-understandable, since they have repeatedly elected scheming chuSwI' like Klein.

Which is to say, the doomed Dem thought West had given him a gaffe to exploit:

This isn't about back-slapping and using, you know, sexist remarks or threatening statements as a way of being cute or funny," Klein said.

"I think a lot of people find it pretty offensive for him to be out there threatening and finding it amusing to be threatening your opponent or threatening people who don't agree with him."

I think a lot of people knew Colonel West meant at the polls, panzy-boy.

Wanna know what I don't get?  Where the next congressman from Florida's 22nd Congressional District said anything "sexist".  Though by the Obamunist ubiquitous definition, we definitely know that Klein's sniffling, indeed his very act of not surrendering his House seat to Colonel West complete with complimentary mints, is the very rawest epitome of vile, racist neo-slavery.

And besides, guffawed West:

"That's how people talk. ... And you can print that: That's how men talk.

Ah; answers my question above.  Also explains Representative Klein's "confusion".

Which is a superlative segue into the magic bullet that is going to turn the Big Red Wave into a Big Blue Wave and flip every remaining Republican-held seat in both Houses of Congress - even the Senate seats not up for grabs this year (Obamunist special dispensation, doncha know).  It's bigger than Harry Reid; it's bigger than Nancy Pelosi; it's bigger than the ghost of JFK; it's bigger than Bill Clinton; it's bigger HILLARY Clinton; it's even bigger than Godbama himself.

Democrats....are you ready?

All [re]gressives everywhere throughout time and space: ARE...YOU....RRRRRRRREADY?

Then....for the dozens in attendance....and the hundreds logging in from around the country....ladies, gentlemen, gays, lesbians, transgenders, hermaphrodites, and androgynes....llllllllllllllllet's get ready to go out and crrrrrrrrrush those wingnuuuuuuuuuuuuts!

That's it.  That's what's going to turn it all around and launch a "blue" counter-tsunami to swamp the approaching "red" one.  A new logo.

I don't know quite what to say.  It reminds me of every father's day gift cliche I've ever heard. 

"Here you go, Dad - happy Father's Day!

"Wow....a singing fish tie that glows in the dark....wow....I don't know what to say, kids....um....it's....original.  Yeah, it's original.  I've never received one of these before, no sirree!"

What does it look like to me?  The Chicago Cubs logo with the red "C" airbrushed out and the minimalist (and slightly brighter blue) "D" texted in.  They couldn't even make a bipartisan gesture and keep the "D" red.  Nothing "minimalist" about their pettiness, evidently.

Eeyore, who correctly lauds the admittedly excellent '08 Obamunist logo, was more....colorful:

The new one looks like something Tim Kaine did himself, half-drunk, after a single Photoshop tutorial, with a ten-minute deadline. 

Y'know, the fact that the outer circle is supposed to be an "O" simply did not occur to me.  Probably because it reminded me of the Chicago Cubs logo.  First rule of logos: Never make it look like somebody else's.  Particularly a franchise that has the biggest reputation for sustained losing in all of professional sports.

Ace's gleeful mockery was less about artistic aesthetics and more about what this logo-tastic announcement says about the Democrat Party in the fall of 2010 - that they should have just stolen nationalized bailed out the Cubs' logo, so that the "C" could have stood for "Cluelessness":

But this? This party has driven the country into the ground so far we need a blow-out preventer to keep from spilling into Hell and they're trotting out a poorly conceived, terribly executed marketing ploy as something that will "excite" the base?

Excite them how? Push them from merely considering suicide into embracing the noose?

A logo that a local Arby's franchise would turn down as "too uninspiring" to use to mark their dessert bar?

You've been in control of Congress for four miserable years and the White House (and all government) for two years and what you have to show for it is a washed-out "O" with a "D" inside it you can put on t-shirts for the kind of fucking loser who wears party-branded merchandise to his hot date with the television and loneliness?

This is what you've got?....

The Democrats' knock is that they're the party of big talk and no results, a party of noxious, preening gasbags perpetually engaged in a circle-jerk con of the American people, a party that speaks in platitudes and bromides and fails abysmally whenever entrusted with actual responsibility, and their "exciting" new way to combat this?

They drew a squiggle.

I don't know if this reveals just how pathetically feminized the ruling party has become or if they really are this delusional.  Even if they still believe that their policies are perfect (and of course, they do), and all they really need is to improve their sales pitch, how is trading in the O-swoosh for THIS a marketing step forward?  Talk about "cash for clunkers".

You know what it's best feature is?  Its simplicity.  Everybody and their brother will have a thousand and one different parodies of this thing by the end of the day.

Including me:

Finally, some political truth in advertising.

I'm working on another version that states, "The 'change' referred to spaying and neutering" as we speak.

Speaking of which, Harry Reid really is the gift that keeps on giving....advertising fodder to the NRSC:

Reid said Coons would have won even if Representative Mike Castle (R-DE) had prevailed over O’Donnell.

“I’m going to be very honest with you — Chris Coons, everybody knows him in the Democratic caucus. He’s my pet. He’s my favorite candidate,” Reid said.

“Let me tell you about him: A graduate of Yale Divinity School. Yale Law School. A two-time national debate champion. He represents two-thirds of the state now, in an elected capacity. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen him or heard him speak, but he is a dynamic speaker. I don’t mean loud or long; he’s a communicator. So that’s how I feel about Delaware. I’ve always thought Chris Coons is going to win. I told him that and I tried to get him to run. I’m glad he’s running. I just think the world of him. He’s my pet.”

I don't know why, but I have a strange compulsion to play this video....

Ow, got it bad, got it bad, got it bad;

I'm hot for Coons;

I've got it bad, so bad;

I'm hot for Coons

C'mon, Delawaries - if Harry Von Reid is hot for Coons, you gotta be BURNIN' UP, man!!!

Or....maybe not.

Note as well the inadvertent attempt to reunify the First State's intra-GOP schism.  "He could kick BOTH your asses (and then have mine)!"  'cause Harry's, you know, hot for Coons.

Exit question: Can you picture the media reaction if Pencilneck had referred to Red Barry as his "pet"?  Instead of raving condescendingly about his, um, "Negro dialect"?