As you’ve probably noticed

I took the last week, in coordination with my vacation from work, off from political topics in the hopes that it would mellow me out a bit.

Unfortunately, it seems that I couldn’t have made a more horrible mistake. You see, I now have the urge to physically punish those to whom my wealth is nothing more than a dollar amount they can divide and redistribute.

I’m not talking about the left’s silly Denver antics or even their proto-fluff with Mrs. Palin over the holiday weekend. Those are, while very annoying and proof that they are the true mysoginists, only trivial matters.

I’m speaking of those who see nothing wrong with the residents a terrorist state calling American’s homes in an attempt to get them to vote for Barack Obama.

Those who see Obama’s life as full of achievements, and Palin’s as nothing all that special.

The very same folks who want me to believe in man-made global warmening, or something, whilst I can sit and watch glacial ice sheets form.

Those people need to be physically punished for coercion, subterfuge, and lying to me. And I’m not talking about just a slap. I want to put them heels, ass and shoulders on the pavement and maybe bonk their head on the asphalt a couple times until they apologize.

So, apparently, relaxation is not entirely a good thing.

If you take the frog (aka: Me) out of the slowly warmening pot of water (aka: Daily Political Reading) and then, after the pot gets nice and piping hot, drop him back in, he wants to jump around a bit.

Needless to say, I won’t be going out in public for a few days. This is Seattle, after all, and assault charges means the suspension of my CPL.

And to any folks who fit the above qualifications that may swing through these hallowed halls, this is not meant as a threat to you. While you are complete pillocks, you are also Americans and entitled to your individual points of view, no matter how insipid or hate-filled. Just don’t go getting in my face about it, as there are three points on your body that, when properly impacted, make you need an ER, and don’t even bruise.

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One Response to As you’ve probably noticed

  1. WinMag says:

    Chill out a little Phil. I’ve been there and I understand. When I start feeling that way, I go and clean a couple of my rifles, or load up some ammo. Soon, all is right with the world again.

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