I’m convinced this mosque was Obama’s idea. The notion of it and its location. I think he knows he’ll be a one-term president and wants as much destruction to the American psyche as possible. The legacy this man is now establishing is a continuation of the terrorism unleashed in the 90s and defined by 9/11.
We will never forget—what sells!
At the end of Part One, we were trembling at the brink of a discovery: down a side street, but a mere two shabbily picturesque city blocks away from the northern perimeter of the future 16 acre complex of memorials, waterfalls, museums, office buildings, retail shops, and restaurants currently still known as “Ground Zero.”
Look! There in the crepuscularity of this avenue of sorrow, the perfidious zealots have already declared their devotion to the One True Way by putting up a sign!!
There was really no good reason to marry an image of the WTC collapse to a headline teasing rumors that Cordoba Center planners are considering an alternative site…except that pics like this are Forbidden Wingnut Porn, and Matt’s nursing a ten-year-old case of blue-balls.
Aiieee! What’s that at Ground Zero? A MINARET? ALREADY??
No, no, the Mooslins haven’t moved in yet. But now that the Tundra Torquemadam has got her polar panties in a knot over the groundless rumor of the Ground! Zero! Mosque! I thought it time to actually show the hopelessly daft Grand Inquisitrix some irrefudiable features of my ‘hood, which she and her followers are honoring by trying to turn a generous swath of lower Manhattan into Joseph McCarthy’s Tribute Morgue.
Here we are, starting directly across from Ground Zero, praying without ceasing, as it is said that each time somebody licks all the way around a bonnet cone, an angel gets a brain-freeze.
The fRighties are so excited by the thought of giving beej to make the Baby Muhammad cry that even Glenn Beck - undisputed ruler of Wingnutistan - is making jokes about the 9/11 attacks (via L, G & $):
GUTFELD: But I have a lot of people that are interested in backing me for this [Despite the fact that they’ll have serious and well established competition in the area - ed.]. And I’m telling you, this is the greatest thing ever, because right now, I contacted the Cordoba House. I wrote them. I e-mailed them. They didn’t respond [Shocking! - ed.]. But I tweeted them and they tweeted me back.
BECK: And what did they say?
GUTFELD: They said, “You are free to open whatever you like. If you won’t consider the sensibilities of Muslims, you are not going to build dialogue.”
BECK: Oh.
GUTFELD: Yes. And you know I love to build dialogue.
BECK: Sure. Especially—you do that at Grind Zeros.
As you know, the site of the 9/11 attack in NYC is the second most sacred place in the world to fRighties. (At #1 - Where ever it is they think George Washington received the holy giant weeping eagle from Jesus’ own nail pierced hands). However, the thought of annoying the imaginary Muslim under his bed with hot ManSecks has Glenn so excited that even he forgets to symbolically dry-hump the corpses of 9/11 victims.
Something called Greg Gutfeld had an idea that gave me an idea that will make me filthy stinking rich.
His idea: Open a gay bar next to Cordoba House because it will give straight Muslims hives. Or something (via alicublog):
I’m announcing tonight, that I am planning to build and open the first gay bar that caters not only to the west, but also Islamic gay men. To best express my sincere desire for dialogue, the bar will be situated next to the mosque Park51, in an available commercial space.
This is not a joke. I’ve already spoken to a number of investors, who have pledged their support in this bipartisan bid for understanding and tolerance.
He’s apparently put some thought into this (for a given value of thought). But he didn’t go far enough.
I ask you, what two things do male fReichtards love?
That’s right. They love to think they annoy Muslims, and they love free range cock. And when I say the average male fReichtard is a big ol’ bottom, I’m not talking about how far his ass cheeks hang over the sides of his chair. My idea is to combine these two commonsense conservative loves so reaLAMErican men can stick it to the Muslims, while at the same time having it stuck to them by hot Middle-Eastern studs.
Or at least guys of a hue fRighties associate with Muslims. It’s not like the client will ask for credentials. (Note to self: Set up focus groups, STAT. Also, check Costco for “prayer rugs.”)
Just think of it! Now extramarital sex with someone of the same gender will become the act of a Brave Patriot. When the wife or the kids or the members of the congregation complain, my clients will be able to look them in the eye and say: “Listen you freedom hating terrorist coddlers, every time I give a guy a blow job, it’s like stabbing Osama Bin Laden right in the heart! What have you done to defend America today? Huh?”
I know, even I was stunned by my brilliance. Anyhoo, I’ll try to keep blogging after I become a multi-gazillioniare but if you don’t hear from me for a while I’m at my house in Marseille. Or Sanibel. Or the ranch near Casper ...
“Refudiate.” We caught it when she said it on Hannity. So did Wonkette. But I couldn’t figure out why she was suddenly Tweeting a defense of last week’s Norm Crosby-esque word-murder as a sparklingly witty neologism until I Googled “refudiate” and found the answer on Little Green Footballs.
Apparently, Sarah didn’t just misspeak in her interview with Hannity. She was actually so confident in her use of “refudiate” that she typed it into a Tweet urging “Peaceful Muslims” to oppose the planned construction of the Cordoba House Islamic Center in Lower Manhattan:
That Tweet was subsequently pulled and replaced with—natch—something just as fucked:
Congrats to whomever tipped off Sarah that “refudiate” was giving her critics a case of the giggles, although why she can’t bring herself to say “repudiate” remains a mystery.
Congrats, too, to Sarah for invoking the “Vinny Barbarino” defense by reminding us that Shakespeare invented the words “puke,” “unreal,” “misquote” and “torture,” without which reporting on the Snowbilly Grifter would be well-nigh impossible.
And, anyway, it says “unalienable” in the Declaration…so save your red pencils for striking those pork-barrel set-asides and economy-crippling Socialist entitlement programs from that Big Government budget you have going on out there, bitches.
I’ve visited Manhattan in the summer, and I can testify that it’s like being a one-millimeter-tall lifeform wandering through the heat-fins on a motorcycle engine. I can only imagine what sort of living hell NYC must be when killer temps are coupled with a mosquito infestation.
I haven’t watched this video, but I’m assuming it includes an online link where we can all donate money for the much-needed pond-spraying, netting and aerosol repellents that can help bring relief to our fellow ‘Roasters in and around the Apple. If you have any love for Kevin K. or Mrs. Polly in particular, this would be a great time to vote with your wallet and JUST SAY NO TO THE GROUND ZERO MOSQUITOES.
Major League Eating legend Takeru “The Tsunami” Kobayashi learns the hard way that his inalienable Right to the Pursuit of Hot Dogs means less than nothing to America’ Statist, Corporatist overlords.
President Obama, do us all a favor. Fire Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano. Napolitano said on ABC News that the abortive SUV bombing in Times Square was a “one-off.” It wasn’t anything of the kind. Instead, as the arrest of Faisal Shahzad, a Pakistan-born American citizen, at JFK International Airport shows, it may well be a harbinger of the future.
But does anyone really deserves to be fired? And if so, could it be Heilbrunn? A minimum standard for editorial competence would be an ability to listen to or read a statement and restate it accurately. Here’s what Napolitano actually said in the ABC interview to which Heilbrunn refers:
Did she say that the attempted Times Square bombing was definitely a “one-off”? No. She said that at that time (early in the investigation), there was no evidence suggesting that it wasn’t.
Did Napolitano say that since the incident was a “one-off,” everyone was perfectly safe and should relax their vigilance? No—quite the opposite: She said the investigation was in the early stages and that the response would evolve as facts emerged and that law enforcement and everyone else should be “on their toes.”
Napolitano may or may not suck as Homeland Security Secretary—frankly, I’ve heard no convincing evidence one way or another. But Heilbrunn definitely sucks as an editor and commentator, at least in this piece. Should he get the boot? Too little evidence, in my opinion. Just like Napolitano.
The Times Square car bomb was a dud in one sense, merely singeing the upholstery of the SUV that contained it. But it did ignite a firestorm on the sad little warblogs—a conflagration of googly-eyed excitement not seen since the Fruit of the Boom and Eggpocalypse Now incidents.
One of the least attractive features of the human condition is the amount of glee derived from disasters or the threat of them. Walking around with the Sword of Damocles hanging over one’s head isn’t exactly pleasant, but it undeniably puts a spring in one’s step and a sense of purpose in one’s heart.
Looming disasters make it easy to ignore the mundane bullshit of everyday life: Nagging worries like cleaning the dryer vents, sponging spilled soy sauce off refrigerator shelves and scrubbing toilets are shoved to the back burner in favor of More Important Things.
