What's all this, then?
I go away for a nice little weekend with my family, and I come back to the internets and it's like 28 Days Later or 28 Weeks Later, except it's only 4 days later, and instead of the "rage" virus, everyone has been infected with "chickenshit Democrat hand-wringing" virus.
Well, pardon my French, but fuck that noise.
Follow me over the fold, because I am about to give you the woodshedding slash fight-them-on-the-beaches lecture you so clearly need. You are Alan Arkin, and you desperately need an Alec Baldwin to tell you how it is. You need a Jimmy Dugan, standing there, yelling at you about how there is no crying in baseball.
So sit down and shut up. Because you are acting, excuse me, like the Grade "A" archetypal Democrat: the spineless pussy.
And you need to calm down.
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