We live in a satire-proof age
Perhaps that's the true defining characteristic of the left: that amour propre that admits of humor no more than an old woman's cosseted fat poodle does. For humor, distinguished from their political sneering, would puncture them.
These precious, self-regarding, and very silly people can breed, talk, drive, and vote. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
But you gotta admit: it's the funniest thing on earth. Quite unintentionally.
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And between the two people shown in the frame above does anyone want to make any bets on who uses more hair 'product'?
OMG what a fatuous bunch of self-regarding, sniveling little weenies.
By the way, Stu has had them both. Again, simultaneously.

Last night after posting this I had a midnight moment of fright wondering if I'd been taken in by a parody; after all there is a movement of conservatives in Hollywood, and The Weekly Standard has an article.
(If you don't read it, toward the end there is a line that conservatives in Hollywood equivocate and speak neutrally and it's like seeing someone in a gay bath house. "Oh. You are too?" I nearly wet 'em laughing.)
Proof that this is not a parody is that it is the first thing on the moonbat moveon.org website, with an exhortation to watch it and "chip in." I am not making this up. I don't have the imagination. Voltaire didn't have the imagination. Douglas Adams didn't have the imagination. Monty Python didn't have the imagination. Finally the debate of whether life imitates art is settled. No. Art imitates life for no self-aware, as opposed to self-obsessed, person could possibly have invented this autoproctology.
Ah. George Soros has finally achieved orbital velocity on wings of moonbat.

Gentlemen,
This is a KILLER commercial that targets an already left-leaning demographic of young adults and soon-to-be's for the democratic party .
Whilst ye make mock of it's delivery , it's message mutes in the empty heads of youth but resounds as the bells of Rome to their overly large hearts !
Gentlemen,
This Ad was NEVER intended for the over 40 crowd . It says NOTHING ! It only give HOPE !
"Hope of what ", you might ask .
"HOPE" ,they reply, "you know..like ..uh..better days and all that s*** ! Uh..HOPE ! Dig .
As an older citizen who has learned to use the remaining 90% of your brain, your correct response is "Groovy.".
The ad uses attractive young people promising better days ahead for young adults without outlining ANY plan on how ,the blazes, to get there ! Why not ! Years ago a man I worked for challenged me on my (THEN!!!) liberal thinking (I was in my early 20s). He wanted to know just WHY I was for Bobby Kennedy . I could not give ONE solid reason other than .."..er..he's a Kennedy and his brother got shot..an..an .er"!
Most , not all Thank God , young people are into the "NOW" ! Tell them their candidate will bring change and they won't have the time to ask Why and How..because they can use their IMAGINATIONS to fill in the blanks !
It really is a good commercial for the demographic ..but at some point these goofs will grow-up and develop a brain and look at their old commercial and cringe .
We HOPE .

Otto, I sent this to my friend, who, as I never tire of writing, wrote the Starr Report. He's now a professor journalism and said that except for the very end it wasn't that awful.
Well, perhaps. And there are people who do not find the wailing of the muezzin in the mosque's minaret to be scrotum-shriveling or at best reminiscent of that famous scene in The Exorcist.

My brain on Obama-inspired Hope is a chicken?
Coming from MoveOn.org this is remarkably honest.

From the looks of it, not even a chicken old enough or smart enough to see that the sky is falling.

Yes........a chicken. How apt.

My favorite bit is the tears. Of joy, I suppose. Well, it gave me tears. Of helpless laughter.
The moment that I saw that I understood why the Islamists hate us. Their sneering, the fact that they don't even bother to hide their contempt or their desire to kill us. That commercial, with those bubbleheads so infinitely self-absorbed, is enough to rouse contempt for America in me.
This is not to say that the Islamists should not be stopped by any means possible. Perhaps they could exercise their bloodlust on the precious whining cretins in the commercial?





Weak, Weepy Guy: "I'm sorry, Mom, but I have Hope."
Weak, Weepy Guy's Mom: "Enough Hope to move out of the house finally? Because that is the Change I'm Hoping for."