Posts Tagged ‘fuck the left’

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Vortexfuck you forever into the fundamental degrees of freedom of M-theory with the radiometry beamline of warpfuck and timebending for exploiting the actions of a sick fuck in the hopes of achieving a political victory. Fuck you for trying to scrub the hate from your own sites. Fuck you for playing the disavowal game with us and demanding we step away from a fuckrimmer who shared nothing with our views. Fuck you for projecting your deathpr0n fantasies upon us. Fuck you for claiming we have blood on our hands for something we fucking did not do. And fuck you until gaseous jizzjuice shoots out of your eyes in solid form for being the predictably fuckheaded fuckfritters we figured you would be over the weekend.

Did you really think we would sit the fuck back and take your shit? Did you really think we would let you steal the narrative and change the actions of a deranged fuckloser into some sort of anti-Obamacare activity without a fight? Did you think we would stay silent and ask for more abuse, just so we would get another invite onto a TV roundtable so that we could stab our former friends and allies in the back? And did you think we would do and say nothing as you went around and smeared us in every medium? Well, zoftigfuck you with the fuckzither of fuckfury for thinking that, for this guy will not stand down and take it from ghouls who wish to exploit death for their aims. And I sure the fuckity fuck foreswear that any attempts to smear my family and me will be swiftly and soundly dealt with, for I will not tolerate your lies and slander.

No, I will not fucking back down in my speech regarding the left. I will not back down in my views. And I will not yield the rhetorical floor to those who would rather see my views and my family destroyed in favor of their dreams. So fuck you, lefties. Fuck your civility. Fuck your lame-ass faux outrage. Fuck your sick glee over the deaths of innocent people. And fuck you because you proved once and for all that you are subhuman fuckwastoids from the fuckshuttle of low orbit freefucking with your actions this weekend.

So fuck you, lefties. I am thorugh dealing with you after this weekend. Go to hell, and get kamikazefucked with a stunt midget’s fuckhelmet for exposing who you really are and booting your fucking asses out in 2013.

As the first day of the 112th Congress begins with its usual assfistedness from the left (warning: Politico link), I walked the battlefield prior to the upcoming commencement of hostilities between those of us who wish for a better future for that which we hold dear and wish for the destruction of that which gets in the way and those who wish to stifle the greatness and beauty that is American Freedom and exceptionalism. I surveyed the landscape and saw a diminished, though still dangerous foe. I perused the horizon and saw those who wish to harm us hobbled by the boot in the ass We the Fucking People delivered to those in our way last November. But I also saw that some opponents still remain and need to be voted out in two years. I saw opponents who need to be relegated to the fuckheap of failure as we return to our business of being free people. And I deduced that those enemies can still be defeated, so long as our side has loyal folks with us who will not stab us in the back. But, regrettably, those enemies and collaborators are still in our midst.

That’s right. We still have too many fucking RINOs in our midst who seem content to fuck us over at the drop of a hat. We still have too many fucking RINOs who are willing to abandon core principles in order to get an invite to a party or a glowing WAPO Style Section article. We still have too many RINOs who are willing to spit in our collective eye and tell us that we are in the wrong for demanding they vote the way we want. We still have too many RINOs who are more willing to work as statist collaborators than as defenders of freedom. We still have too many RINOs who feel entitled to their seats as though they were a sinecure appointment without consequence. We still have too many RINOs who ignored November’s call to action and think that holding your nose and voting for “the lesser evil” will hold sway with us. And we still have too many RINOs who need to be culled, for they are disloyal Quislings who put us in the problem we are in right now for their past actions. And to them, and their supporters, I say:

Are you kidding me? They were hammering this thing for months leading up to the election, now they’re just abandoning it?  Fucking GOP is useless, completely fucking useless.  And why the fuck is Issa abandoning this shit?  And, “Bush did it too” doesn’t fucking cut it, if anything, that warrants a massive expansion of the investigation itself, not a sweeping under the rug.  This is such utter fucking bullshit.  No, I’m not surprised, but I’m fucking pissed.

Yup. They be back. (Warning: NYT article conveniently posted on Christmas Day).

And the best part?

Under the new policy, outlined in a Medicare regulation, the government will pay doctors who advise patients on options for end-of-life care, which may include advance directives to forgo aggressive life-sustaining treatment.

Congressional supporters of the new policy, though pleased, have kept quiet. They fear provoking another furor like the one in 2009 when Republicans seized on the idea of end-of-life counseling to argue that the Democrats’ bill would allow the government to cut off care for the critically ill.

The final version of the health care legislation, signed into law by President Obama in March, authorized Medicare coverage of yearly physical examinations, or wellness visits. The new rule says Medicare will cover “voluntary advance care planning,” to discuss end-of-life treatment, as part of the annual visit.

Under the rule, doctors can provide information to patients on how to prepare an “advance directive,” stating how aggressively they wish to be treated if they are so sick that they cannot make health care decisions for themselves.

While the new law does not mention advance care planning, the Obama administration has been able to achieve its policy goal through the regulation-writing process, a strategy that could become more prevalent in the next two years as the president deals with a strengthened Republican opposition in Congress.

And this, from an O-bot who helped get this enacted:

“We would ask that you not broadcast this accomplishment out to any of your lists, even if they are ‘supporters’ — e-mails can too easily be forwarded….The e-mail continued: “Thus far, it seems that no press or blogs have discovered it, but we will be keeping a close watch and may be calling on you if we need a rapid, targeted response. The longer this goes unnoticed, the better our chances of keeping it.”

Yeah. Real fucking awesome, you fucking fuckmonkeys. Fuck you for lying and trying to hide your fucking evil plans. Fuck you for trying to go around Congress. Fuck you for trying to go around the American voters who fucking fucked your party so hard in November, Ron Jeremy couldn’t cause a sensation in your collective fucked over fuckgashes at this moment. Fuck you for thinking that you should have the final fucking say over when somebody should die. Fuck you for thinking depriving folks of medicine is fucking awesome. And stratofuck you back into deorbitage with festering spacejunk for trying to ruin every life in this country to satisfy your statist goals.

Oh, and any fucking RINO or squishy moderate who goes anywhere near supporting this shit, or refusing to defund it, needs to be taught an electoral lesson with the pulsing primary pole of party fuckitude so soundly, Bob Bennet will stand back and admire it. And as a person who has seen how medicine can save lives when applied and not restricted, I will personally lead the charge to goatse any career with the fuckrod of flying fuckfury who doesn’t fight it.

So fuck you, Death Panel Ghouls. Fuck your supporters. And fuck anybody who doesn’t try to stop it.

We are watching you. Don’t fuck up and go all squishy on us.

That is all.

This is fucking awesome.

If given a rare and precious gift, more valuable than life itself, how would you react? Would you brag about it? Hide it? Flaunt it? Sell it? Or, would you protect it with everything you had or could ever have? Would you walk through hell with a gas can (as a now Congressman-elect famously said) to protect it and keep it safe and viable for the future? And how far would you go to make sure that your gift is never lost, knowng how difficult it would be to ever regain it or return it to its original luster?

Well, I have been fortunate to have been given such a gift in my life. This gift is my freedom as an American, as defined and protected by the Constitution I have sworn multiple times in my life to defend. This is the freedom to know that the tyranny, oppression, interference, and despair that has gripped far too many people throughout human history will never make it to my homeland. This is the freedom sanctified as the birthright of all Americans, born, naturalized, or yet to come, from the sacrifices of those before us, those in our midst, and those yet to come. And this is the one gift that we all can pass down to those who are mere sparkles in the universe, waiting to come alive. This is the freedom that, while I never took for granted, has been under assault the last two years and threatened. And this is the one gift that I can pass on to my daughter, knowing that if she is free, she can never be tarnished or completely damaged, and that she will always be able to control her own fate.

Well, freedom was under assault. That was, until yesterday. I went out and did what I could to protect it. I voted. I voted to make my voice heard. I voted to let those who wished to imprison my future and myself that they are sorely mistaken. I let the political class know that I will do everyhing legally available to me to make sure they never take that gift from me. And I told those who wish to take my rights and freedoms away that I too would walk through whatever they threw at me to pass that threatened gift down to my daughter, the same daughter to whom I swore the first time I held her that I would never let her down, so that she would be able to live as free as I could. That is what I did yesterday. I finished the race. I fought the good fight, knowing that a new fight, one that could potentially throw statism into the sea, will be coming in a few months.

And I told, in no uncertain terms, those who wish to harm my family, my future, and my freedom the following: