Congressman Allen West: Nimitz-Class Asshole
...as if it weren’t obvious from his choice of pals.
Nobody doubts that Florida Congressmen Allen West ranks high among the most embarrassing outcomes of America’s spasm of Know-Nothing exuberance in 2010. But, lately, he’s working overtime to make sure nobody forgets what a petty little fuck he is.
Today, after Debbie Wasserman Schultz criticized him for supporting Cut, Cap and Trade on the floor of the House, he
fired a gun next to her head fired off the sort of email you generally expect from the pussy-ass lawn inspector down the street who thinks your collection of Garden Gnomes is a pencil in the Eye of God:
You are the most vile, unprofessional ,and despicable member of the US House of Representatives. If you have something to say to me, stop being a coward and say it to my face, otherwise, shut the heck up. Focus on your own congressional district!
I am bringing your actions today to our Majority Leader and Majority Whip and from this time forward, understand that I shall defend myself forthright against your heinous characterless behavior…...which dates back to the disgusting protest you ordered at my campaign hqs, October 2010 in Deerfield Beach.
My guess is he was still nursing an erection from his guest-post yesterday on the Web site Red Country, where he proclaimed that a fairly substantial subsection of the American electorate is biologically defective:
I must confess, when I see anyone with an Obama 2012 bumper sticker, I recognize them as a threat to the gene pool.
Coming from a man who, in any civilized nation, would be touring the country on the back of a tumbrel, this doesn’t offend me overmuch. However, I can’t deny hoping that West — who is frequently floated as a fantasy VEEP pick for La Palin — is one of the first virulent delusions that America discards when it eventually remembers itself, and the potent restorative power of shame.
[UPDATE:] Just too funny, from commenter unclemike:
“If you have something to say to me, stop being a coward and say it to my face….”
Yeah! And don’t email it like some chickenshi—oh, uh, nevermind.