25
03/08
Schoolyard Asskickings and Partying Harrrrrrrd.
Just a couple of notes for the Man That Would Be Change:
I know this is kinda old news right now, and the land of blogosphere lives and dies on minute-by-minute updates, but I’m busy, damnit. So this has only had a chance to cross my desk in the last few…oh, three weeks or so. But listen, Mr. Senator, whatever you do, don’t punch anyone in the face.
Now, I’m not saying you’re going to or anything. And I’m not saying you ever would. But remember when your wife, Michelle, came out and proclaimed that whole “never really been proud of America” thing? I don’t know if you heard some of this stuff, but there were a number of right-wing commentators and bloviators that were throwing around the term “big mouth” in conjunction with your love of life.
I’m sure you’ve hung out in a bar or two in your day. You seem like a guy that likes to hang out, maybe watch some basketball. Have you ever been at a watering hole and seen a fight break out? I’m thinking of some old drunk guy with his wasted wife, screaming and bickering and yelling and so on, so forth. And drunken wife spills some guy’s beer and the fun ensues?
What better way to start getting on someone’s nerves than by opening the door with “and why don’t you tell your big-mouthed wife to shut up!” This is when pool cues get broken across faces and beer bottles get smashed against tables and used to perform amateur surgery. There is a surprisingly minimal amount of barroom taunts in the major media today. So it’s kinda curious that “big mouth” has gotten thrown around. It’s a low blow, isn’t it?
