Showing posts with label National Review. Show all posts
Showing posts with label National Review. Show all posts

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Poot Panned


There's a growing panic among Rethuglican elites that evil gasbag and K Street historian Newt "Poot" Gingrich will win the nomination, only to go down in flames against the President, bringing the Rethuglican / New Confederate Party down with him. We can only hope so.

The latest evidence of the "petrified of Poot" movement is the latest issue of the right wing National Review, which devotes an entire issue to chewing a new orifice for Poot, starting with the cover depicting him as a cartoon Martian. While we love to see Rethug cannibals eating their own, we're pulling for Poot to be their nominee and burn them badly in 2012. After all, Poot's gas would sustain a pretty good fire.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

On The Good Ship Sucker


It's that time of year again, when the wingnuts over at National Review pass the plate to the rubes and wannabees and set sail on the good ship Sucker. Who could pass up mixing with the likes of Jonah "Doughy Pantload" Goldberg, or Victor Davis Maximus Gluteous Eruptus Hanson, or Rich "Sarah Starbursts" Lowry? Or sharing witticisms with Mark "Brown" Steyn, or with John "Sit on my Lap" Derbeyshire? Rising Hegemon has ongoing reports and photos that are bound to amuse.

It would probably resolve a lot of the Rethuglican Party's problems if the ship drifed into the Bermuda Triangle and disappeared.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Buckley Out At National Review


Christopher Buckley, son of right-wing icon William F. Buckley, has resigned his position at the National Review, a magazine that his father founded in 1955. Citing hate mail from wingnuts unhappy with his endorsement of Sen. Obama, Buckley said that a virtual "fatwah" had been issued against him by far right wingnuts. Paraphrasing St. Ronnie Raygun's comment about the Democratic Party, he said, "I haven't left the Republican Party, it left me." It now belongs to the "kill him" fringe of delusional nutbags. They can have it.