Comments on: Rove Derangement Syndrome Gets The best of The Leftist Blogs..They Got Punked (They Are The April Fool’s)

By: Robert

Robert — Fri, 06 Apr 2007 02:34:26 +0000

Carl, get back on your meds! Please!

By: Carl Gordon

Carl Gordon — Fri, 06 Apr 2007 01:22:11 +0000

Thanks, I’ll accept that as a complement. The little demon perched upon the sleeping maiden of my under-utilized talent (which automatically eliminates any of my sisters â€“ putana!), the horse with the opaque eyes representing GOP Myopia (blind = night, horse = mare), the young lassie in a rather suggestive (for Victorian sensibilities) reposeful stance, arms askance, legs akimbo thusly, beckoning for the light of reason and the free mule she’s been dreaming of. But you got the metaphor all wrong. My dreams (and part of my waking hours) border on grotesque, not merely nightmares. I could go on about oddly shaped ornaments found within Roman dwellings, or grottoes, during the first century, but eight years of Catholic schooling implies a mutation of character, plants and/or animals. Whilst it served me well in surviving my “formative”years, this mutation transformed normal features and/or behaviors into genuine extremes, meant to be frightening and/or disturbingly comic. Within this tale of tragedy and trifle, the flowers of youth found within my garden have been mutated into beautiful harbringers of death. While the physical features of the plants have grown more exquisite, their interior workings have become a frightening caricature of normal plant-life (hint, hint, nudge, nudge). Grotesque also defines two separate modes of my existence, comedy and tragedy. The result is a disturbing fiction wherein comic circumstances prelude horrific tragedy and vice versa, the “true”nature of God discovered, during one of my youthful outbursts, and accompanying chemical heavenly vision, whilst standing in a hog-pen. Now smarty-pants, let’s see you de-construct that one!

By: Lisa

Lisa — Thu, 05 Apr 2007 23:53:11 +0000

Peejz, very true. There are a lot of smart and interesting bloggers out there to chose from. I even have a few very conservative blogs on my favorites list and none of them are the super popular ones. I particularly like Villainous Company and the Anchoress. I like the way they think and express their opinions. I mostly DON’T agree, but I like the well-thought out and intelligent way they put forth ideas. They have some spirited debates but the threads are not so ridiculously huge (you know with 700 or more comments that rapidly descend into the deepest trollery) that you can still have a decent, semi-coherent discussion/argument about a subject.

Cheers.

By: Peejz

Peejz — Thu, 05 Apr 2007 23:51:08 +0000

24- Thanks Susanna. I think Lisa just let’s it stay there because no one was using it….I’ll get with her on it! Thanks so much for the offer:smile:

By: Susanna Harriff

Susanna Harriff — Thu, 05 Apr 2007 23:41:08 +0000

16- Peejz, you shouldn’t direct anyone to the discussion forum at this time; it’s nothing but a bunch of spam. If you’re interested, I can connect with someone who can give you some guidance in keeping out a lot of spam – works on his site, if the software is compatible.

By: Carl Gordon

Carl Gordon — Thu, 05 Apr 2007 19:18:07 +0000

Listening to all this gives me feelings of senselessness of purpose mixed with equal parts introjections therapy and hamburger Gestalt Helper, now with knuckles and femurs. And just like a voyage of innovation unto unexplored territory, listening to the blather of you right wing yokels reminds me of the first time I opened an owl pellet. What a world of discovery! I had stumbled across a Barn Owl roost in an abandoned nun’s dildo one spring afternoon while skipping along the banks of the river Dung. Below the chute where all the naughty bits did their disgusting and unsightly business away from the prying eyes or our lord, was a small pile of damp, furry boluses (soft masses of chewed food). I examined each one, picking them up and carefully placing them on an old sack that belonged to the kindly old flatulent Father Flannigan, for what use had he of such underused apparatus. The fact that they were tough enough to survive the long gestation within the nun’s perch left no impression of sin nor the eternal torment and suffering me and my loved ones were now damned to eternity for, as essentially my sinful transgression not only cooked my goose but all the assholes I lived with at the time. This was my finest discovery to date, and I treated the pellets with the care and respect they deserved, just like those Egyptian artifacts I had watched archeologists excavate on T.V. or the current GOP spin on their latest blunder or fuckup. But then I said fuck it and put on “Cranked up really high”by Slaughter and the Dogs and awaited Sister Ann Daniel with a handy 5 iron and an uncontrollable urge to tee off her fucking skull.

By: Peejz

Peejz — Thu, 05 Apr 2007 16:04:40 +0000

Lisa- I always wonder who determines who is a-list and who is not:wink: I read my favorites, some are biggies and some are not..that is what i like about blogs, the consumer has many choices.

By: Lisa

Lisa — Thu, 05 Apr 2007 15:49:21 +0000

18 – Oh. Well, if they didn’t scoop everyone, at least they didn’t take a bazillion years to admit they got taken. I hadn’t even heard of this stuff until I read something about how ridiculous the photo was. But I don’t read the “a-list” bloggers. I am partial to Pandagon, Orincus, The Rude Pundit and Glenn Greenwald, none of whom mentioned this story. Every once in a while I peek over at Wonkette to see if they have any funny posts up, which is how I saw the fake photo thing.

By: Peejz

Peejz — Thu, 05 Apr 2007 15:16:49 +0000

test

By: Mark Hansen

Mark Hansen — Thu, 05 Apr 2007 15:02:18 +0000

You got me. I guess I’ll become a Conservative now. I now look up to Bush, because we’re winning the war on terror, because the increased terror in the world simply means the terrorists are becoming desperate.