Friday, February 12, 2010

Patches Crashes, And Camelot Dies


So bye-bye, to those Kennedy guys,
Drove a Delmont off a levee,
Too bad Mary Jo died,
And Patches crashed his Mustang on that May night
Singin' this 'll be the day that it died,
This 'll be the day Camelot died.

A lot of people are pretending to bemoan Patrick Kennedy's decision not to seek re-election for "personal reasons". I'm not. Setting aside that the real reason for his decision is that he wanted to spare himself the humiliation of being the only Kennedy to ever get jettisoned from a national seat, the simple fact is that he has been a complete embarrassment.

Completely ignoring the damage that his and his father's left-wing beliefs have done to America, the laundry list of criminal and civil offenses he has committed while in office was long enough to guarantee prison time; had he been virtually anyone else. I never understood the whole fatal attraction of Camelot. Why did people ever embrace a royal family of America? All it did was breed arrogance, voter complacency, and a sense of entitlement on the part of the members of the clan. Patches is merely the ultimate byproduct of its digestive tract. Would he ever had gotten a sniff of a state representative's seat, let alone a U.S. House seat, if his name was Patrick O'Brien, or Patrick Goldberg or Patrick Calabria?

Camelot is dead. I say good riddance to bad rubbish.

One "I can't believe he said that" moment from Iggy today. During a discussion of Sarah Palin's hand notes job, the guys poked fun at Obama needing a teleprompter to address a sixth grade class, and Iggy claimed that he was actually talking to reporters, not sixth graders in that classroom. What??? Was the White House briefing room being painted and that classroom the only venue that was available? Put the crack pipe down, and slowly step away, Sir Spouts-a-Lot

Besides, I don't understand what the big deal is about what she wrote on her hand.




Bob, RI

Ceterum , exsisto quietis Iggy

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