"Perry is done. Toaster strudel. Being too much in the bag to remember how to count to three (no kidding) was apparently too much for even the meatsticks in the audience who applauded every bleeding 'Faster Pussycat! Kill! Kill!' gobbet they were thrown by the red-meat Pez dispensers on stage.
For intelligent citizens, this story long ago stopped being about the freaks and cult-hustlers who have risen to the top of one of America's two major political parties; the story is about the truly stunning depravity and pig-iron-ignorance of the millions of Pig People who put them there.
What you are witnessing is the apotheosis of the Southern Strategy crossing streams with Reaganomics. If you helped author this catastrophe, you should spend your days thanking God you haven't been put up against the fucking wall by now."
Can't argue with that.
