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The Blame Game: It's Your Fault that America is on the Road to RuinThese days, everybody is blaming someone. The democrats blame the republicans, who blame them right back. The rich blame the poor. The poor are ordering pitchforks. New York blames Detroit. Detroit blames the labor unions. Labor unions blame Walmart. George Bush blames Osama bin Laden. DickCheney blames President Obama. Evangelical Christians blame San Franciso values. Gays in California blame the Mormons (although, let's face it, when blame is launched, it can sometimes hit the target spot on). While some might accuse me of participating in the willy nilly bestowal of responsiblity, what I really want is to gain an understanding of what happened. Of course, I know this is a pipe dream. Those responsible are generally too busy covering up their own roles in whatever the mess to engage in mea culpas. So, instead of learning the truth of it, I find comfort in screaming myself silly over multi-million dollar bonuses granted to a bunch undeserving fools. (See. It's really easy to play.) In this escalating game of who screwed up America, I believe it is time to declare a winner, at least from the perspective of offering a fresh, new scapegoat. (By which I mean an old, tired one.) From the pages of NorCalBlogs.com, a local blog site out of Chico, California, comes this gem.
So, you see, ladies and gentlemen, it's all very simple. The day that American women gained the right to vote, we, as a society, took the first step toward our ruinous end. How can that be, you ask? The author of said blog, OneVike, is only too happy to elaborate:
Logical. But not grammatical. This link's for you, OneVike. And thank you for pointing out the obvious. The mess we're in could have been prudently avoided had male politicians not been forced to find their inner Richard Simmons by pesky women voters who should have kept their place in the background, letting those logical men make the decisions. Thank you for sharing your wisdom with the world. I feel better. Now, when my mail-order pitchfork arrives, I won't have to join the mob. I can use it for yardwork instead. But I hate yardwork, so I'll probably just break down and cry. Dag? Nab it! Subscribe to the latest from your favorite topic, blogger, or entire site. Copyright © 2010 dagblog. All rights reserved.
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Heh, those guys are idiots. Everyone knows the Jews did it.
Oy, for someone decrying the wussification of society he comes across as such a a whiner. My 90 year old granny was tougher than him.
My fave part:
Wow. Never mind the fact that Reagan's appeal was almost entirely emotional. Yet another Reagan aficionado that can't spell his name. Egads. Spell check must be a woman thing.
I'm certain it's because spelling is so emotional. I mean, who doesn't shed a tear every time they hear, "I before E except after C"? It's so damn poetic.