Friday, June 09, 2006

How do we know it wasn't fan mail from our friend Ann Coulter?

This certainly isn't the first time shit has been a part of politics. A few years ago, a Georgetown prankster left dog shit under SUV door handles, something I found highly entertaining, and then there's Karl Rove, a six foot stack of shit in a thousand-dollar suit.

But the coiled turds that decorate lawns from The Hamptons to San Jacinto are in the news again. Someone slipped an envelope full of the stuff through the mailslot of Rep. Marilyn Musgrave (R-Pooville) where it went unnoticed for days, camouflaged by the corrupting stink of lobbyist funds.

Sending shit through the mail is nothing new. I've been on Jesse Helms' mailing list for years. But apparently the person who left this particular pile of poo on Musgrave's doorstep also left her return address on the envelope proving that, unlike the GOP, Democrats have no real talent for shit-slinging. The trick is, people, NOT TO GET CAUGHT.

Sweet weeping Jesus.

You know, this really is the perfect metaphor for US politics, and those of you who live elsewhere should count your blessings.

Incompetence, ineptitude, and big stinking piles of poo.

I can't stand it.

*Thanks to flat-lander for making it possible for me to steal that great cartoon.


Ron Hudson said...

If only they made essential oils of poo, then we could really have fun. A former co-worker and chemist used to inject orange oil into the keyholes of his friends to see how long it would take them to figure out that their keys were the culprits in the aroma that followed them everywhere! THAT is creativity!

Sandra Ruttan said...

She should just be happy it wasn't pig shit. That stuff really stinks.

Patrick Shawn Bagley said...

I love that picture you swiped. The flaming bag of dogshit is a joke that never gets old.

Unless you're the victim.