25 August, 2008

It's POW Week at the Cantina

McCain doesn't think he talks about his POW status enough. Oh, noes! People might not realize he's a really-real super duper war hero if he doesn't bring it up at every single solitary opportunity! Quick: let every sentence be a noun, a verb, and POW!

This is an invitation I cannot resist.

Especially since I already have four out of the seven posts that would be necessary to have a POW Week. I'm sure, in light of what McCain believes, I'll have no trouble filling in the rest.

But why should we stop with just a few potshots at his ridiculous overuse of his history?

Why not open this up to you, my darlings?

Can you think of contests? Polls? Shall we start a list, with my crack army bringing back war trophies from their favorite political sites?

McCain wants to trivialize and debase his sacrifice. In the process, he trivializes and debases the sacrifices of so many other POWs, who served with as much (or more) honor, who came home and didn't spit on honor by turning their status into a cheap political trump card. It's fucking outrageous, is what it is. It shows us exactly what sort of man McCain is.

He wants it brought up more? Fine.

We'll bring it up.

Fucking endlessly.

And while we will never trivialize what these brave soldiers endured, we will most fucking certainly trivialize the use to which John "Exploiter" McLame has put it to.

Game on.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

http://www.michaelmoore.com/mustread/index.php?id=1038

Tuesday, August 19th, 2008
Why I Will Not Vote for John McCain

By Phillip Butler / Military.com

As some of you might know, John McCain is a long-time acquaintance of mine that goes way back to our time together at the U.S. Naval Academy and as Prisoners of War in Vietnam. He is a man I respect and admire in some ways. But there are a number of reasons why I will not vote for him for President of the United States.

click the link for the rest :-)

Efrique said...

be a noun, a verb, and POW!

SOunds like a superhero comic. McCain in tights and a cape, thwacking everything in his path with a noun, a verb, and his mighty fists... "POW!"