Guest Blogger: Mr. Scorpio on Palin the Millionaire

Sometimes Mr. Blunt and Cranky happens upon a post that deserves sharing. Thus it is today, with this bit of awesomeness from Internet DJ Mr. Scorpio:

Today, as it just so happens, I found out that Sarah Palin is worth twelve million dollars

Marinate on that thought for a moment: As a person who all but demonstrates the intellectual dexterity of a rusty crankshaft all of the time, she has somehow accumulated twelve million dollars.

Obviously, you don’t need to be smart in order to get rich in America. That much is sure.

Now, how much of that she had before she became America’s most egregious example of poor family planning, I don’t know.

But she’s rich beyond her dreams of avarice now. Scratch that… Her dreams of avarice knows no bounds, as long as there are gaggles of willing rubes for her to grift. Hence, we see her advantage.

Basically, to get rich, all she had to do was invest in a complete lack of scruples. Let’s forget about any moral compass that she may have… It only points toward money.

Just recently, our favorite Wicked Grifter of the North indicated that she may toss her pointed hat into the political ring in some upcoming election. Now we’re talking about a person who’s too moronic to be voted dog catcher, but that’s not going to prevent her from exercising her delusions of grandeur, now is it?

Say whatever you will about this babbling, gun toting wolf murderer, she has a purpose and she has the blindingly stupid belief in herself to achieve that purpose. Personally, I’m aghast that she incoherently blundered her way into accumulating 12 million dollars. This says even less about her than it says about how many people who are walking around today who are willing to give her all of that money.

Many of these people vote, I’m sure of that. And they consistently vote wrong.

Now, I’m not worried for one second that Caribou Barbie is going to stumble into the Oval Office. If she can still operate her lucrative business model in the same way she has for the last six years, getting elected would be too expensive for her and limiting as well.

The grift is on. That’s all that matters. Whatever she does, just remember that no one ever got rich by underestimating the stupidity of the American people.

In Bible Spice’s case, quite the opposite.

Nice takedown of the Sparklemoose, innit? Thanks to the author for allowing this repost. Check out his writing and musical activities.

Mr. Blunt and Cranky

Cuccinellingus

In the “you gotta be kidding me” department we have Virginia’s Attorney General and “Republican” gubernatorial candidate Ken Cuccinelli, a big government guy who wants to tell you what kind of sex you can have. Gay or straight, married or not, he has pronounced himself to be your Bedroom Police.

He is still trying to reinstate an unconstitutional ban on certain consensual sex acts between adults (hint: think “oral”, but leave out “Roberts”). Indeed, he is campaigning on that position. Evidently, Virginia is too much “for lovers” to suit the guy. Or perhaps he thinks there aren’t enough Virgins in Virginia.

Thus we have a sitting attorney general trying to re-enact an unconstitutional law. We have a “small government” guy promoting Big Brother government. And he claims he’s doing all this to protect us. Typical Big Government type.

Anybody who can tie their brain into those kinds of knots must be capable of some pretty awesome contortions elsewhere, too: so in honor of this closet kinkster, we propose a sex act to be named after the man: Cuccinellingus .

It just might catch on.

Mr. Blunt and Cranky

It’s Official: Virginia “Republicans” Are Bats*** Insane

E. W. Jackson, a black “Christian” clergyman who supports segregation, hates Obama, gays and Moslems,, as well as most of his fellow Americans, and is generally considered to be absolutely barking mad; this man is the party’s candidate for Lieutenant Governor. Epic insanity, for the party and the man himself.

But they did not stop at nominating an utter and complete loon for that office: they have nominated another man whose wing has come off his nut to be their Gubernatorial candidate: Ken Cuccinelli, who recently showed his crazy stripe by attempting to tell married adults what sorts of sex they might have in their hitherto private bedrooms. Not only that, he has told Virginia state universities that they must discriminate, or they’ll be in big trouble.

So, after an election in which America loudly and clearly told both parties to get the Hell out of our bedrooms and stop discriminating against people for any reason whatsoever, Vir-ginny Repubs have told us that they are so obsessed with the sex lives of Virginians that they propose electing two sex-hating perverts to the two highest offices in the state.

Is it any wonder so many of us refuse to even consider voting for Elephants these days? Crazy. Just plain f***ing bughouse nuts.

Mr. Blunt and Cranky