There used to be—perhaps there still is—a bumper sticker that said, “Christians aren’t perfect, just forgiven.” I think we can say, as regards the current cntinuum of Republi**** candidates, that they are, in fact, perfectly stupid!

Also, too. Wasn’t it Descartes who said that the fact that we can imagine perfection proves that there must be a god? Someone did, anyway.

Which reminds me of a joke:

Descartes walks into a bar & proceeds to get drunk. At last call, the bartender asks him if he’d like another drink. Descartes replies, “I think not,” & disappears.

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[Admin: **** = word we don’t like using on this blog. kthx]

Further note on words with the letter “u”:

Yr. Holy Turtleness, I LOVED 99% of your comment. Now you may be sitting there saying “Hell’s Bells, I go to support these Snarksters and they EXPURGATE me!”

Well, yes. And I have now compounded it by catching your other creative spelling and turning it into a seeming typo, from which your original intent may be divined, rather than the correct spelling, which I reason, perhaps incorrectly, will indicate both the Rumproast position about that certain word, and our distaste for Bowdlerizing, redacting, making like Langoliers with, and otherwise retooling our readers’ otherwise marvelous, funny, supportive, delightful comments.

Am I overthinking this? Any old hoo, we don’t like that word used as a pejorative around these parts.    ;-> And yes, the StrangeFund is now a permanent sidebar feature, and thank you for reminding people that they can donate!

If Bachmann were a true teabagger she would immediately demand Obama shut down the US embassy in Minnesota to save the good heartland folks from his socialism over-reach.

One night long ago I was in a car that was allowed to drive up to the servant’s entrance at Prince Bandar’s place in/near Aspen (we were picking up the babysitter, who was a friend).  Driving along the very long private entrance road in the dark, I had mistaken all the towers with video domes on them for lift towers and gondolas (I’d been drinking obviously, and it was really dark).  At the servant’s entrance we were met by 3 South African security guys toting very large automatic weapons, and no doubt there were many more in well-hidden locations.  We picked up our friends and left, but damn, that whole deal was disconcerting.

Oh, and Perry’s toast at this point unless both Newt and Mitt flame out in some mutually attended gay-lovenest-orgy-I-got-pics sort of way.

You know, the beginning and the ending of that ad aren’t bad.  He and his handlers make the best of a bad-ish situation.  It’s the list of his proposals that’s so ludicrous.  “Yes, I’m going to pass a balanced budget amendment to the Constitution.  I can, because I’m the President!”