Our Bread Is Moldy And Our Circuses Are Dull

Please God, not another Republican debate …

And not another asinine statement from Sarah Palin about the liberal media’s anti-conservative bias. Here she is complaining about their unfairness to poor Newt Gingrich:

“They maybe subscribe such characterization of Newt via words like that, but they don’t subscribe those to say Mitt Romney when he or his surrogates do the same thing,” she said. “That’s that typical hypocrisy stuff in the media that I’ve lived with over a couple of decades in the political arena. So I’m used to it. But in order to help educate the rest of the American public, I’ll articulate that it is hypocritical of the media to subscribe to one candidate and not another, that kind of angry attack muffin verbiage to one and not the other.”

If that doesn’t make any sense to you, Congratulations! It means you have a brain.

And where would we be without yet another right-wing demagogue trying to drag us back into the nineteenth century? In this case, North Carolina Republican Larry Pittman, who wants to bring back public hangings for, you guessed it, abortionists. In fairness to Rep. Pittman, he also wants to hang rapists and kidnappers too. Hell, if you pressed him, he’d probably tell you that we should also send liberals, homos, employees of the Dept. of Education, and flag burners to the gallows as well. But I’m just guessing on that, so don’t quote me. Far be it from me to unfairly subscribe [sic] attack muffin verbiage to someone who isn’t really that bloodthirsty at all, but is, in all likelihood, just another run-of-the-mill, bush league amateur southern theocrat. The Republic is full of them.

Our bread is moldy and our circuses are dull. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think America had achieved such a solid level of peace and prosperity that it no longer needed to take politics seriously. It could afford to have its public life infested with half-wits, clowns, grifters and Bible thumpers whose minds are rooted in the Bronze Age. Of course the opposite is true. The engine is overheating. The wheels are coming off. The passengers have no idea where they ’re going and they’re scattering in a thousand blind directions.

If it wasn’t for Jersey Shore and American Idol, I think I’d go mad.