There's a Reason....

... I always return to Driftglass

I don't know exactly how this Gilly-spawn blogger from Chicago can capture so many of my opinions. And I would really love to have his gift of prose, a unique eviscerating style that lays waste to the crass, the evil, and "Teh Stoopid" among us (and let's not forget Blago and Da Mare!). I'd really like to split a six-pack of Old Style with this guy and just talk life, politics and how we can salvage a country we could be proud of out of the mess it's become.

Drifty's weekly serving of Sunday Morning Comin' Down is liberally used by your's truly to salve the searing damage done to my brain by the inane and fatuous Sunday morning gas bag shows like Press the Meat and Faux News Sunday. He skillfully crushes the weekly memes, highlights the foibles of the talking-point armed stooges who use the sacred hours to pretend there is any real political debate in this country. (One wonders why such pious hosts like Brit Hume are not in the church pews on Sunday mornings anyways?)

But this week, Drifty simply rises to new heights. And since I'm making a post that extols Drifty's, let me give you a taste and tell you to Read.It.All.

We’re a nation with 30 million angry Goobers whose bloody political paw prints are all over virtually every act of Conservative fuckuppery and treason this country has suffered for the last generation.

We’re a nation with 30 million "Party of Personal Responsibility" Pig People who are desperate to skip out on taking Personal Responsibility for eight years of cheering on the catastrophes they're now whining about; eight years which had been preceded by another eight years during which these same mob of drooling halfwits screamed for Bill Clinton's "socialist" scalp.

We’re a nation in which those 30 million culture war cannon fodder idiots – lovingly hand-crafted by Ronald Reagan, Lee Atwater and Karl Rove – are also 30 million voters.

30 million viewers and listeners.

30 million consumers.