Suffer the little children

Think of the children! The neo-cons say;

Of women’s rights and folks who are gay.

Think of the children! The fRighties will wail;

While kids die in wars that are doomed to fail.

It’s bad enough that they have to dodge priests;

But now kids are threatened by a new beast.

It’s called The DeBrecht, and it’s worse than it sounds;

Its mean nasty cruelty, why it knows no bounds!

While other beasts chase us with big jaws and claws,

The DeBrecht drools out books that are laden with flaws.

They’re dull and they’re flat and the pictures are crummy.

Ooo, this one gives me a pain in my tummy!

Said DeBrecht: Kids like fun stories, not me!

I’ll write ones that all kids want to flee!

So I’m warning all you moms and you dads;

Grandmas and grandpas, dear aunts and uncles:

Shun the DeBrecht. It’ll give kids carbuncles!

[h/t - the farmer]

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HTP, you MUST check out the page illustrations here.

The first one is priceless—Palin confronts the Timbertoes with a purseful of dildos. What the hell kind of mind-warping propaganda IS this? It’s like “Highlights for Wingnuts,” on a waiting room table in the Dentist’s Office in Hell.

What the hell kind of mind-warping propaganda IS this?

Its basically just rewarmed upchuck. Except with some more fist mashed peas and fresh strained wingnuts spooned in for the sake of presentation and resale. From a previous DeBrecht slap-happy meal:

Liberals Under My Bed! is a humorous story about two brothers who dream that their efforts to start a lemonade stand are thwarted by liberals (who look all too familiar) intent on controlling every aspect of the boys’ business. In the process of trying to keep their operation afloat and successful, they realize that people in high places believe they know what’s best for the boys and for their customers.Soon the boys find themselves in a battle for their basic freedoms. An Interview With Katharine DeBrecht / September 2005

Auction Raises Big Bucks to Send Hillary Clinton to Jail / PRWeb, April 2006
The high bidder will be caricatured in an upcoming children’s book as the fictional hero who finally nabs Hillary Clunkton, a pantsuit-clad villain with an uncanny resemblance to Clinton.

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The cartoon Clunkton first rose to national prominence last fall as the arch-rogue in the controversial kid’s book, “Help! Mom! There Are Liberals Under My Bed” (Kids Ahead; hardcover; ISBN 0976726904), written by Katharine DeBrecht. The picture book garnered national attention for its portrayal of Clunkton and a Ted Kennedy doppelganger taxing and regulating a lemonade stand, propelling it to #1 on the Barnes & Noble website.

Sounds familiar. Of course, this time around, an “arch-rogue” ain’t what it used to be. Roar.

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Comment by the farmer on 12/02/09 at 01:00 AM

Those brain-washing liberals with their Hans Christan Andersen and their Charles Dickens and their Mark Twain!

The Little Match Girl just shows what happens when you burn up your capital. And we are supposed to feel sorry for her, and be compelled to provide her with food stamps and goverment programs?

Then Oliver Twist isn’t satisfied with the size of his government handout, because these people never are.

And cross-dressing Huck Finn’s respect for private property ends at the Mason-Dixon line.

Disgraceful. Just disgraceful. Thank the Good Lord for Katharine BeDrecked and her adorably primitive line drawings.

The most LOLtastic part is where some wingnut calls her the J.K. Rowling of conservatives.

1. Yep. They have lady parts and they’ve both created things with words and paper united by a binding. Same difference!
2. Clearly he didn’t get the memo that Rowling is going to lead all of our children to Debbil Worship!

Help! Mom! Negroes Are Running My Country!

Um, when I was growing up, we had decidedly un-liberal things to say to kids who ran to their mommies whenever they got scared by make-believe boogeymen. Also, Bertholt called. He wants his Brecht back.

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