The whining of the Moonbats

It hasn't been a good seven days for the Left, has it? Zarqawi takes a dirt nap last week, and now Karl Rove is NOT going to be charged in the Valerie Plame leak case.

Oh, and President Bush went to Baghdad to meet with Prime Minister Al-Maliki. If you listen very closely, that sound you hear.... sort of like a soft "pop"..... that's a moonbat's head exploding.

The Left, in their quest to make their FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELINGS more important than actual facts, have clung to the hope that Rove would be frogmarched out of the White House while their heroes Pelosi and Murtha impeached Chimpy McHitlerburton and Democrats won every seat in Congress.

And it ain't happening. But you have to admit, watching them demand that life conform to their warped beliefs is kinda cute for a little while. Like, say, 15 minutes. And then it gets annoying pretty quickly. Kinda like a snot-nosed brat who's furious because the batteries in his new remote controlled Al Gore doll died, and now he can't hear the Gorebot pontificate on global warming, and the brat is screaming and screaming while beating his controller on the ground, and demanding that Greenpeace declare war on Rethuglicans, because all of us Reichwingers are out to destroy the environment and club baby seals over the head with an endangered redwood, instead of just changing the damn batteries and shutting the hell up.

Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go have a celebratory sip of that sweet crude oil that the VRWC has been stealing from Iraq via a secret pipeline built in Afghanistan with slave labor.

What, you don't believe me?

Oh, and if you're a Leftist who's worldview has taken one too many blows this week, you definately do NOT want to go HERE.

You know what? If the Leftist's actions only threatened themselves, instead of endangering the lives of other Americans, I would actually find their forced ignorance and quasi-religious acceptance of Marxism rather amusing.