Showing posts with label Prophet Of Doom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Prophet Of Doom. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Memoirs Of A Dick



Just in case you haven't had enough Dick (Cheney, that is) lately, you'll be happy to know the former Bush VP has decided to grace the world with his first memoir to be published in Spring 2011, just a few months after Dubya's highly anticipated novel debuts. OMG, 2011 is gonna be awesome!

Now, normally Dick is not one to bask in the spotlight or, for that matter, any light since his primary place of residence is a dank hole 300 feet below the surface of the Earth.

But the more he thought about it, the more
the 68-year-old Cheney realized he had a lot to say about his 40 or so years of government service, dating all the way back to the hippie-drenched era of the 1960s. ***Shudder***

His as-of-now still untitled book will cover his loooooong career destroying society, from chief of staff under President Gerald Ford to vice president under George W. Bush to his present-day job as the nation's foremost Prophet of Doom. In between his four heart attacks and numerous surgeries, Cheney
still managed to dedicate his life to serving his country--be it torturing enemies, bombing oil-rich countries worth huge rebuilding contracts, watching the Twin Towers burn, New Orleans drown, or just shooting friends. A real American hero, that Dick!

Plus, he wants to set the record straight that he is not in fact Darth Vader or worse, some lab project in Victor Frankenstein's basement.

"I'm persuaded there are a lot of interesting stories that ought to be told," Cheney said. "I want my grandkids, 20 or 30 years from now, to be able to read it and understand what I did, and why I did it."

That way they'll be able to smile proudly and say with confidence, "That's my granddaddy who ruined America!"

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

The Softer Side Of Dick



Omg. Bleeding heart liberal Dick Cheney (yes that Dick Cheney) may be no-nonsense on national security, but when it comes to matters of the heart, he's as soft as they come. After all, he's a family man first and a demented prophet of doom second.

And he for one knows that gays, while slightly repulsive and annoyingly clean, deserve the same rights as everyone else (except for suspected terrorists of course!). Compared to other threats out there like biological and chemical warfare, a nuclear armed Iran and North Korea, and that wackjob Osama bin Laden, the gays aren't even that bad.

Besides, his daughter Mary happens to be more than just a bit Merry herself. And Dick loves her for who she is: Him.

"I think that freedom means freedom for everyone," Cheney said. "I think people ought to be free to enter into any kind of union they wish."

Unless they live in one of the 46 or so states that denies them this right. Then they can just pretend. What gays don't have imaginations either?


Like Father, Like Son?