Is There a Quaran in the House!?!

And I came away from this article thinking your friend is as phony a Harry Reids "Tommy" the illegal immigrant.

Did he have a gun rack in his imaginary pickup truck too?

He was quite a nice young man postman, I would guess in his twenties.  I doubt he had a gun rack in his pickup, because he was waiting for his vehicle at a BMW dealership. 

I'm not a Beamer, but I was there with my in-laws who do have BMWs and bring me along for the ride.  We were there to drive the new BMWs for charity.  It is an annual nation-wide marketing effort wrapped up in Breast Cancer fund drive.  I think he was a beamer.  

I don't think he is phony, postman - just young and misled.  He seemed quite sincere in his statements.  I respect his position, but not his faulty beliefs that he would not examine.  It is discouraging that someone that young has such a closed mind on any issue.

Wow!  There must have been Kool-Aid in the punch bowel at that BBQ indie616. 

That level of gullibility is disheartening.  As I have written before, my neighbor is a staunch NeoCon.  She says she is so right that only God is to her right. 

We were trading barbs on the SOB a few days ago, and she of course regurgitated Reverend Wright to under gird her rejection of Obama.  I said “reverenced Hagey” and she said “Huh?”  She either did not hear me, or she had not heard of him, or she was faking it.  I explained that he had called the Catholic Church the Whore which is mentioned in Revelations.  She is Catholic, but she came back with the talking point that McCain did not sit in his church for twenty years.  I countered with the fact that McCain sought out Reverend Hagey’s endorsement and hugged him and refused to disown him.  I suspect she close here earflaps and went la la la la la inside her head.

We then went on to the next subject, the terrorists.  I pointed out that the Iraqis were not involved in the 9-11 attack.  “Their all the same!” she stated as her attention wandered to something else. 

She is older than I am, and should know better, but old folks too often seem to have enclosed their mind in a full metal jacket.  I view that as having given up on life.

I’m full of Bu$hite $hit orbiter.  Right up to my snout.  I do hope you are in the pool as well. 

Reminds me of a near death experience related to me by a NeoCon friend.  It seems she was gone long enough to be inducted into Hell.  She wasn’t enough of a BIG $hit to be inducted by Darth Vader himself, but the imps that did greet her were quite gleeful.  

Well, as she told it, she was quite surprised, and relieved, to find herself in a nice rotunda surrounded by doors.  No fire and brimstone, as the Reverend Hagey had predicted.  Just a pleasantly furnished and comfortably climate controlled environment – no global warming here.

The imps took her in hand and guided her to the first of three doors painted red (for red state voters).  The chief imp explained that she had to chose three doors: behind each door she chose would be her abode for eternity.  They would open the chosen door so that she could witness the eternity on the other side.  She would have to make the decision at that time to enter or go to the next door in her list of choices.  She could not come back once the door was closed – whichever side of it she was on.

The first door she chose was opened.  It was full as far as the eye could see with naked neocons, lounging around under trees and talking and eating and drinking.  She thought to herself that this wouldn’t be too bad a way to spend eternity, but the occupants she was told were Kool-Aid drinkers that would regurgitate NeoCoNazi Bull$hsite talking points and nothing else forever.

She decided that in fact that would get old after a few million years.  Besides, she had been spewing that stuff most of her life, and new it was Bu$hite Bull.  So the Imps closed the door and escorted her to the second door of her choice.  

This door opened into a similar environment, except that the people wore expensive clothing and there was obvious rank among them.  The top ranking NeoCoNazi ran the show, an his underlings enforced the talking points down the hierarchy of denizens occupying that particular Hell.  But the food and drink was of a higher quality than the previous door’s picnic spreads.  And it was served to the superior damned neocons by the inferior damned neocons.   She asked what level in the rigid hierarchy she would be assigned, and was told that her initial assignment would probably be at the bottom since she was not important. 

Well, she thought that might be a drag for eternity, and the second door had actually gotten a bit better – at least for the occupants at the top of the heap of Bus***e manure, so she decided to take a chance and opted for the next door, knowing that it would hold her fate forever more. 

When that door was opened for her by the imps she was greeted by blackness.  She could hear the gentle lapping of waves, and every now and then a voice that would say “Don’t make a wave, don’t make a wave.” 

Well, spending eternity in a swimming pool in the dark wouldn’t have been her choice, but good old neocon greed had gotten her to this door, and house rules dictated that there was no going back.  

So one of the imps flicked on the fires of Hell with his pitchfork so she could see what she had gotten into.  For as far as the eye could see, nothing but Blackish Brown Bu$hite, with a here and there a head sticking out, buried up to its nose in the slop. 

The chief imp gleefully explained that this was reserved for those that had swallowed the Bu$hite NeoCoNazi crap completely.  The heads could breathe as long as the surface was undisturbed, hence the plea to not make a wave. 

She noticed a high powered speed boat tied to the inside door knob, and the chief imp saw her looking at it.  He explained that Darth Cheney would come to this door frequently, get into his speed boat, and go for a joy ride amongst his loyal supporters of yore. 

That’s what she told me when she was pulled back to this plane of existence by the medical team.  Take it for what its worth my friend.   But it has made a believer out of this old Goldwater Republican!!!

YO-HO-HO-HO!  Good show, Mody! 

For an long time, I've bumped into know-nothings like you've all described here but, rather than sue Orbiter's dismissal, I've given it some thought - if you understand how the person became sucha font of political ignorance, it's usually easier to figure out how to educate them.

The young dude in the BMW dealership sounds like one of the great unwashed of Gen X - dunno, don't care and think they know enough to appear to have an opinion.  The older folks are more fertile ground - it begins with hereditary political thought in many cases - we all know about that, right?  But now - Ta-Ta - let me jump ahead to Michael Savage.

This week, Savage declared Obama the next president and predicted the reinstatement of the Fairness Doctrine in broadcasting - claiming that would be his demise at the hands of the Media Nazis.  All good news, to be sure, and not so far-fetched. 

I recently read an article reporting the results of church group surveys regarding their perceptions of the cadidates and the misconceptions of Obama's links to Islam were astounding!  The geographical dispersion indicated the misconceptions were concentrated in rural areas, north-south through the heartland, and east-west through the deep south and border states.  Amazing - that's exactly where I discovered RUSH ROOMS blossoming in all the small town restaurants over a decade ago.

That also correlates with AM radio reception - in the rural regions, FM is problematic, at best!  And, have you ever listened to AM at night, when you get a good skip?  It's frightening! 

WOW!  Here's an article that gets at this phenom:

http://www.americanprogress.org/issues/2007/06/talk_radio.html

In my missionary work in the checkout lines, I've adopted a new opening gambit - "Did you hear on NPR that...."  That usually elicits the stranger's media habits and, once you know them, it's damned easy to guess their politics and what disinformation they may harbor.

Try it!