I had an evil thought... if Mitt Romney continues to push his faux redneck schtick, he's going to end up buggering a canoer. It's pretty horrible, thinking of Mitt Romney, saying, in his patrician voice, "Squeal like a pig." Sorry folks!
Vacuumslayer wrote a post about Alexandra Pelosi's interviews with Mississippi voters, and embedded the scary clip from Real Time. Yeah, these people live in the world's only current superpower, and they're that dumb and retrograde. Soon after watching that clip, I was reading the first omnibus volume of Michael Moorcock's "Elric" series (insert "I'm not gay, but I sure dig Moorcock" joke), purchased at a library book sale (I have the old paperbacks from my high school days with the silver covers featuring Robert Gould's illustrations packed away somewhere). Anyway, the omnibus volume features a novella I hadn't read before, The Fortress of the Pearl. As I was reading it, this paragraph, in which Elric, having abdicated the throne of the decadent Empire which he had reluctantly ruled, in order to travel the world seeking knowledge, confronts survivors of another decadent former empire, which has dwindled to a single city populated by unscrupulous, status-obsessed rival factions:
"If your people spent less time maintaining their own devalued myths about themselves and more upon studying the world as it is I think your city would have a greater chance of surviving. As it is, the place is crumbling beneath the weight of its own degraded fictions. The legends which offer a race their sense of pride and history eventually become putrid."
Day-um! If that doesn't describe the typical GOP primary voter, and the entire roster of GOP candidates, I don't know what does. It's pretty depressing, all told. Well, since I mentioned Michael Moorcock's "Elric" books, I think that both Z.R.M. and Smut Clyde would ahem me back to the Stone Age if I didn't close with a little BÖC: