09 May 2007

This ain't your daddy's Democratic party

It's more like your strung-out, burnt-out, hippie, dope-smokin' Woodstock-lovin', Iron Butterfly-listenin', wierd uncle's Democratic party. Because, my friends, that is who is runnin' this show.

It ain't Howard "I have a scream" Dean. It ain't Queen Nan from SanFran. It ain't Harry "I made an illegal land deal and all I got was this lousy Senate leadership position" Reid. This party belongs to The Daily Kooks Kos, MoveOn.org, Michael "Has anybody seen where my last brain cell went?" Moore, and the 9/11 truthers.

via Atlas Shrugs:

Every morning, representatives from a cluster of anti-war groups gather for a conference call with Democratic leadership staff members in the House and the Senate.

Shortly after, in a cramped Washington meeting room, they convene for a call with organizers across the country. They hash out plans for rallies. They sketch out talking points for "rapid response" news conferences. They discuss polls they have conducted in several dozen crucial congressional districts and states across the country.
This started way back in January, with Dick "Turban" Durbin asking the moonbats over at dKooks dKos to set their agenda. Leave it to Pravda the NY Slimes to take months on end to finally figure it out. But, if it had been Republicans sitting down with Evil Glenn Reynolds, oh the hue and cry that would have come up from that cesspool on the Hudson they call the Times!

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