The return of “This Is Why You Can’t Have Nice Things…”
We went out to dinner tonight for the first time since we brought Wembley home (for last Friday’s Pants Party he went to the babysitters) and we got home kind of late. Since I’ve been home all I have done is read other liberal/progressive/dirty fucking hippie blogs and, in particular, the posts and comments about Health Care Reform. From what I can gather, it has divided us into the People’s Front of Judea, the Judean People’s Front, and the Judean Popular People’s Front.
I am not as invested in HCR as, well, almost all of you are, but I understand your concerns. But here is the thing: In a few months we are going to be looking at the 2010 elections and you will find that all of your purity trolling and finger pointing and blame casting and the self-righteousness that is turning the Democratic party into an open-air abattoir will not, in the long run, prove to be helpful.
Therefore, I would like to slip on my dad sweater, plop all of you on my knee, take a puff of my pipe and give you some fatherly advice:
Chill the fuck out.
Thank you. You may now go back to destroying America.