IN KEEPING WITH THE TEEN THING.....
Let's talk 'bout a teenage zombie, Der Messiah:
I got a letter -- I got a note today from one of my staff -- they forwarded it to me -- from a woman in St. Louis who had been part of our campaign, very active, who had passed away from breast cancer. She didn't have insurance. She couldn't afford it, so she had put off having the kind of exams that she needed. And she had fought a tough battle for four years. All through the campaign she was fighting it, but finally she succumbed to it. And she insisted she's going to be buried in an Obama t-shirt. (The Examiner)
Good for you. You got her braaaaains!
Greg Gutfeld on the ghoulishness of His Foolishness:
Consider what he did at that fundraiser.
-He remembers the Obama shirt, but not the name of the woman wearing it. Gross? Creepy? Try a combination of both: Greepy.
-Once again, he used the deceased to make a political point. I hate this crap, because the goal is to use an example of loss or suffering to prevent those who disagree from raising an objection. It makes me think we were too hard on John Edwards. After all, he just chased ambulances. This guy is chasing hearses.
-He made it all about him. While the rest of the world wrongly focused on Rahm Emmanuel’s “retarded” comment – this is where the real outrage lies. Obama brings up the final moments of a woman’s life, and feels compelled to insert himself there. This reflects a gaping narcissism whose ghoulishness is only matched by the adulating guffaws of a cackling audience.
It’s so gross, maybe it is funny.
And if you disagree with me, you’re probably a racist homophobe who hates dead people.
She DIED for him! Hater!