Wednesday, February 13, 2008
We shot down The Rocket
(or maybe we didn't). You'd think the congressional suits were grilling an alleged New York Mafia consigliere or an alleged head of an international terrorist group. Roger Clemens does have an answer for everything, & as we all know from TV cop shows, that's usually a sign the suspect is hiding something. His trainer is lying. His best friend is mistaken. He's even jettisoned his wife, she's the one pumped up on growth hormones, & here's her electrolysis bills to prove it. Is this the same little chemical helper Sly Stallone was touting as the miracle behind his Rambo 2008 physique, a cross between Popeye & the Stay Puff Marshmallow Man going for rapper 50 Cent's medium security prison weightroom look?
But can Repugs run for reelection on this danger to national security? Oh, this year it's Red Alert for explosives hidden inside a prosthetic pregnant belly. Do Islamic terrorists even acknowledge that babies come from women rather than leaping fully-formed from the beards of radical mullahs? Or am I'm thinking of the Southern Baptist doctrine of Apostle Doubting Thomas & the Magic Cabbage Leaf.
"If a nation expects to be ignorant and free, in a state of civilization, it expects what never was and never will be." Thomas Jefferson
But can Repugs run for reelection on this danger to national security? Oh, this year it's Red Alert for explosives hidden inside a prosthetic pregnant belly. Do Islamic terrorists even acknowledge that babies come from women rather than leaping fully-formed from the beards of radical mullahs? Or am I'm thinking of the Southern Baptist doctrine of Apostle Doubting Thomas & the Magic Cabbage Leaf.
Labels: media madness, sports
