Last Thursday I returned from two weeks in Africa only to be fish-slapped with the fact that gay marriage is now law and The Dukes of Hazzard has been banned. Way to drop the ball while I’m out hunting.
By the way, I shot a massive, old male lion. Someone tweet that to snaggle-toothed Ricky Gervais and let’s watch him try to get me banned. Have him send his vociferations to me at firstname.lastname@example.org. Gracias.
America has officially morphed into a prissy, little, over-offended brat now, hasn’t it? No offense to prissy, little, over-offended brats, of course.
I, for one, hate this pusillanimous glide path brought on by the uber-sensitive thought police.
Nowadays, if the “tolerant” Left doesn’t like someone or something, then dammit … ban it. This type of control is kind of reminiscent of the psychological vice-grip applied to the Germans by Adolf in Nazi Deutschland .
Now, before the reflexively irate critic starts to lambaste me for hypocritically bashing banners because I’m a conservative and against gay marriage, let me unequivocally state that I’m not against gay marriage. Nay… for the record I’m pro-gay marriage as long as you don’t call it marriage, I don’t have to pay for it and it’s only between two good-looking lesbians.
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