Beware the professional left!

By Owen Paine on Wednesday August 11, 2010 05:35 PM

Boy, ain't that the troof.

That's the message to us pwogs, not just coming out of this pink zit of a smudge pot, but out of the hot air vents over at the White House too.

Now of course they have different reasons than, say, father Smiff, or electric Al, for growling at the "professional left", but they are acting plenty sore. Example (this is press secretary Tubby Gibbs talkin'):

"the professional left is not representative of the progressives who organized, campaigned, raised money and ultimately voted for Obama. Progressives... are the liberals outside of Washington “in America,” and they are grateful for what Obama has accomplished in a shattered economy with uniform Republican opposition and a short amount of time."
We're grateful, all right -- grateful dead!

Listen to Ohbummer's doughboy try to rant:

“I hear these people saying he’s like George Bush. Those people ought to be drug tested. I mean, it’s crazy. They will be satisfied when we have Canadian healthcare and we’ve eliminated the Pentagon. That’s not reality... They wouldn’t be satisfied if Dennis Kucinich was president.”
I suppose this attack works well both ways. If you're a member of the progressive caucus this devil's curse amounts to anointment. You've ducked the fire, it's aimed over your heads -- or is it between your legs, at the evil brownies of the "professional left"?

And as for all us pwog hopers, it keeps us thinking quite the opposite: "Boy, the heat's on inside the belt. The woodchucks are screeching from the hotfoot." Visions of hardnosers like Code Blink and the Tom Hayden Project settin' blazes under 'em all... imagine, it's gotten so vexing that the POTUS, in a pale blue rage, like old King Henry the Deuce, cries out, "will no one rid me of this, this... professional left?"

Comments (6)

Well, the overlords do love to make us peasants pee into little sterile cups for them. Take it from one who's been scuffling for "permanent" work for over two years now. How appropriate, to dream of mass-forced drug tests for anyone and everyone who won't kiss King Hope's bejeweled combat boot at least twelve times daily.

Watch them stick us with the testing bill from the lab, too.


Al Schumann:

The poor thing! By which I mean me. For all the professionalism I bring to this, I haven't seen a dime—not even the legendary dime's worth of difference. It's cost me money, and if I understand "professional" that's not a good thing. I wind up doing it for love, the costliest emotion of all, and the ungrateful fuckwit Gibbsy-pooh has nothing but sneers and drug tests for me.

But, in fairness, he does have a point. I will be satisfied when we have Canadian healthcare, hopefully obtained without killing anyone. It can be headquartered at the Pentagon, which will be empty because Gibbsy has given the cranks and goons the sad news that they must now seek honest employment. And I wouldn't be satisfied with Kucinich as president. He's a woodchuck-hugger.

The King and his courtiers resent that the peasants aren't thankful for the crumbs he tosses them. How dare they criticize His Majesty! The peasants better beware lest he hie a pox upon them and... well, hey look! Sarah Palin!

Crumbs? What crumbs? Crumb #1 has yet to fall from the Overtable. Quite the contrary. The Hoover remains on high suck.


I'm guessing that Grayson's position on Gibbs is a good opportunity for some SMBIVAn point making. Clip is about 3 minutes.

Hit it, Al.

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