I’d never really read her before-or if I had, I quickly forgot about it.
So I went over to FDL, and what did I find? Really flaming crazy, nutso, lefty stuff –she’s really far, far from the mainstream:
So if anyone’s got a story about a remarkable medical pet recovery, please share it, because we could use some hope and inspiration tonight. Kobe sent me packing a short time ago because he said I was a big drag and I need to get myself in a better place so I can be there for him.
Susan Boyle Final Performance Video, “Britain’s Got Talent”
And, of course this:
I’m sure Michael Jackson is happy he’s not around to see all the psychobabble being dished up about his life. Did the crappy upbringing really doom him to brooding unhappiness, or did it fuel his otherwordly talent? Would he have been just as strange and troubled without the fame and fortune, or was being “Michael Jackson” the only thing that kept him out of Leavenworth? We’ll never know.
So, in response to all this radical communist propaganda, I have asked Meteor to re-instate my account over at dk, so that I could attack it, and help save the world from pernicious socialistic, communist-y, nazi-like posts like these.
He immediately re-instated me, and they gave me a thumbs up, a pat on the back, and a cold diet coke.
Here’s an excerpt from my first ever rec list diary:
Don’t you fucking fools understand that we need to kill muslims in Afghanistan because Obama says so, and he’s our LEADER, and he WANTS TO HELP THE UNEMPLOYED (so that they can kill people in Afghanistan too).
And don’t you understand that mandated mandates to pay our American corp-o-crocy will save 300,000,000,000,000.26 lives every year ? Rahm told us so. Twice.
And don’t you realize that if we don’t stick together, then we’ll LOSE in 2012–and that would be a disaster, because then Jane Hamsher would be IN CHARGE. And we’d ALL be mandated to SHARE OUR PET STORIES.
How’s that for socialisty, femi-nazi stuff? (look at that chicks HAIR!)
I mean SHARE. How American is that ?
You have to do it, and so do I, and then we’d all be sharing…..
Anyway, I went on and on like that, and I got more and more recs, and more and more diet coke (I drank so much coke, my eyes looked like Jeff Van Gundy, after trying to hang onto Alonzo Morning’s leg) .
The good news: I’m a front pager now.
Gonna do a diary on Susan Boyle.