Bozo the Clown
There are always second guessers, and in today's degenerated, totally self-gratifying American political farce there will always be puffed up morons who wave back and forth in their windy wisdom like a weighted clown toy inveighing against everything the other side does no matter what it may be.
Disgustingly in mind: the nattering nabobs of negativism, as Ted Agnew so beautifully called them, who are shaking their talking heads and flapping their forked tongues and bobbing their bloated bellies against the prisoner release deal that ransomed Bowe Bergdahl from the Taliban. The whine that this will endanger other Americans is sickeningly pathetic: all other Americans are already endangered, and one of us has been ransomed at high cost, he’s an American serviceman, he is worth whatever price. Get over it, get with it, SF bozo, climb back up in your tree, hold on with your toes, look at your nose, suck away on your free thumb,
and find something to be against besides an American soldier.
For those nattering nabobs who smugly claim to be washed white in the Blood of the Lamb, Bowe Bergdahl isn't the first sinner who has been ransomed. There was Edmund Pevensie in The Chronicles of Narnia. Before that there was the Cross of Calvary that ransomed even the nattering nabobs if Christian theology has it right.
At the top of the contempt list, just above the religiously certitudinous: those for whom "the principle of the thing" is worth more than a human life. And the only thing the nattering nabobs would have loved more is if Bowe Bergdahl had died in captivity so they could slam the president for failing to obtain his release. What a cesspool of obscenities.
At the top of the contempt list, just above the religiously certitudinous: those for whom "the principle of the thing" is worth more than a human life. And the only thing the nattering nabobs would have loved more is if Bowe Bergdahl had died in captivity so they could slam the president for failing to obtain his release. What a cesspool of obscenities.
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