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As I have mentioned before, I work with someone who syncs up with GOP/RNC "leaders" to discuss strategy, develop talking points and other crap these asshats do when playing golf at Myrtle Beach and chasing skirt on the 19th Hole later.
Having a beer with the poor sot (actually he's a millionaire), he was whimpering about some meeting he has to attend this weekend in DC with the usual muckety mucks.
He knows them all. He thinks Steele is " a pussy" as well as nearly all the others because they don't finally tell Rush Limbaugh (who he hates) to fuck off. He's met Newt... the guy's breath smells like a trashcan. Who woulda thunk. Bill Bennett... so fat that he has actually broken chairs when he attended meetings. Boehner... a fucking drunk. McCain... he met and was surprised what a limp wrist handshake the guy has.
On and on he went. I couldn't stop laughing!
I interjected that the GOP is going the way of George Wallace's party, which I was surprised was mentioned by KO. Like minds...
He basically said that the GOP in his state (Wisconsin) and in the nation "is in the fucking wilderness" and the Teabag "movement" was more concrete on the shoes to go jump in the lake. "The GOP is deep in the wilderness", he muttered.
I told him that the more people like the Cheney Family and their ilk on are the tube and under the fat thumb of Rush Pole and representing the GOP, the more they are destined to die a slow death. He agreed. I asked him why he is still a Republican. "It pisses off my sisters!", said my friend.
I'm trying to get my brain around a bumper sticker... anyway, the GOP friend is a good guy, a damn good golfer and an expert on media relations. I almost feel sorry for him.
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