Showing posts with label RNC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RNC. Show all posts

Saturday, August 28, 2010

The 43-Year-Old Virgin Is Bursting Out Of The Closet Now That He's Finished Trying To Stuff His Entire Fellow LGBT Community Back In!

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Well, well now isn't this just rich. Fabulous, really!

Weird, self-loathing closet case, former Republican National Committee chair, George Bush's 2004 campaign manager, and pretty much the policy equivalent of the AIDS virus on the LGBT community, Ken Mehlman has ever so graciously decided to spare the American people the suspense and come out on his own now that he's no longer just a spry, sexually confused teenager of 43.

Of course, rumors about Ken's TOTAL GAYNESS have been swirling around since like forever, but certainly since he was outed as part of Mike Rogers' campaign to rid the political world of hypocritical homos who cynically convince fat slobs around the country to turn off the boob tube, wipe off the drool, change out of their pajamas, get off the couch and go vote Republican, to stop the evil gay scourge from spreading its perfectly manicured paws all over America's altars and homes.

But there's something particularly unforgivable about being the closeted leader of the most virulently anti-gay presidential campaign in history, which gave us four more years of queer-bashing, rights trampling, fiercely hetero cowboys appropriately named Bush and Dick, before kindly deciding to come out as an actual terrible gay himself, long after the damage was done and the lux drapes already picked out on his pricey $3.77 million NY pad, while his fellow gays and lesbians lost the right to marry in almost 40 states.
“It’s taken me 43 years to get comfortable with this part of my life,” Mehlman said. “Everybody has their own path to travel, their own journey, and for me, over the past few months, I’ve told my family, friends, former colleagues, and current colleagues, and they’ve been wonderful and supportive. The process has been something that’s made me a happier and better person. It’s something I wish I had done years ago.”
Awww, Kenny how positively sweet of you! I bet all those deviant gays and lezzies you've spent your entire political career marginalizing and dehumanizing wish you had too.

But, if you hadn't been such a self-hating cowardly queer, how would you have made a gazillion dollars fighting the gay demons in your mind, all so you could buy a swanky, exquisitely decorated (we'd assume) "bachelor" pad in Chelsea to share with your umm, dear "friend," who you would never have gross gay sex with because that is evil and wrong, and it is much better to be a real, live 43-year-old virgin than some gross fag who actually has normal sexual relations with humans.

Wanna know what else keeps Ken up at night? Other than hot, sweaty men with hefty bulges in their tight pants haunting his dreams...

Why The Gays never joined forces with the ignorant Muslim bashers in the Republican party, ya know, as sort of a deflect-hate-toward-a-different-oppressed-minority-to-help-my-own-ass-strategy:
He often wondered why gay voters never formed common cause with Republican opponents of Islamic jihad, which he called “the greatest anti-gay force in the world right now.”
OMG like totes, so true!

Why didn't the gays team up with a bunch of racist, white Muslim haters and go bomb A-rabs in faraway desert countries cause surely that would help bring the plight of the gay and lesbian community to light here in America, right? Nothing says true equality like smart-bombing some Saudis (or stabbing NY cabbies) to show them jihadists we don't take too kindly too other religions persecuting our gays when we are already quite capable of doing that all by ourselves, thank you very much.

Plus, now that Mehlman's leadership in the GOP is no more, the jihadists have a clear route right to the top of the ol' persecution ladder. C'mon, who's with me?

So, welcome to gayness, Ken!  Sure, nobody is going to have sex with your vile, principle-less ass, but don't let it bring you down, because they probably weren't having sex with you before, either.

Of course, Mehlman now acknowledges that if he hadn't been such a god damn pussy, and publicly declared his sexuality sooner, he might have played a role in keeping the party from pushing an anti-gay agenda.

Ooopsy-daisy!

Oooh, looks like someone's a serious contender for this year's courage and bravery award!
"It's a legitimate question and one I understand," Mehlman said. "I can't change the fact that I wasn't in this place personally when I was in politics, and I genuinely regret that. It was very hard, personally." He asks of those who doubt his sincerity: "If they can't offer support, at least offer understanding."
Yes, America. Please understand that I, Kenneth Brian Mehlman, am a hypocritical weasel who would sell his own son (wait, that would require doing that weird "sex" thing). Okay, would sell his own mother if it helped make him even richer or more effective in his glorious career bashing the very community he now asks forgiveness & acceptance from, disenfranchised and thoroughly separate but unequal.
"What I do regret, and think a lot about, is that one of the things I talked a lot about in politics was how I tried to expand the party into neighborhoods where the message wasn't always heard. I didn't do this in the gay community at all."
He "really wished" he had come to terms with his sexual orientation earlier, "so I could have worked against [the Federal Marriage Amendment]" and "reached out to the gay community in the way I reached out to African Americans."

Well, hopefully, not in the exact same way, but fine, whatever you say. Then, after you got that down, you could reach out to all the Jewish Klansmen, Black White Supremacists, pro-life Feminists, male prostitute-renting Family Research Council co-founders, dumb, broke-ass Teabaggers, and the rest of the creepy self-haters you seem to understand so well.

Also, he should probably be punched on live television by Ellen DeGeneres and Portia de Rossi, and maybe one of the token gays on Queer Eye for the Straight Guy or Desperate Househubbies of San Francisco or whatever the hell shows the gays watch obsessively, in groups, while squealing, especially since Mehlman is still giving money to anti-gay candidates, who hate him.

Hooray!

What someone needs to do is reach their arms around Ken's skinny little neck and b*tch slap this a-hole across the face, shouting "I don't care if you're celibate and never got laid in your life, you're still a no-good money whore who works both sides of the street, who has less integrity in your entire body than freakin' RuPaul has in his/her pinky finger, you no-good, immoral, conscience-lacking, sack of self-hating waste.
"I wish I was where I am today 20 years ago. The process of not being able to say who I am in public life was very difficult. No one else knew this except me. My family didn't know. My friends didn't know. Anyone who watched me knew I was a guy who was clearly uncomfortable with the topic."
Oh, we feel just awful for you! How terribly difficult it must have been to launch a national crusade against your own hideous kind, all while having to answer squeamish, uncomfortable questions about your own secret homosinuality, or shall I say, virginuality. Because being an actual asexual freak is certainly better than a disgusting, hell-bound fag, now isn't it?
"What I will try to do is to persuade people, when I have conversations with them, that it is consistent with our party's philosophy, whether it's the principle of individual freedom, or limited government, or encouraging adults who love each other and who want to make a lifelong commitment to each other to get married."
"I hope that we, as a party, would welcome gay and lesbian supporters. I also think there needs to be, in the gay community, robust and bipartisan support [for] marriage rights."
Which is why I have spent the better part of my adult life working against the very right of gay and lesbians to be able to do the things on which I now speak.

So, just how can Roy Cohn's torch carrier, Ken Mehlman, redeem himself for being an actual Judas, all these beautiful, closeted years?

Hmmm, let's see. He can start by saying how deeply sorry he is for being the architect of the 2004 Bush reelection campaign, how he's terribly ashamed of his role in developing strategy that resulted in George W. Bush threatening to veto ENDA or any bill containing hate crimes laws. How is he is truly sorry for helping push two divisive, discriminatory Federal Marriage Amendments (banning gross gays like him from the altar) as political leverage, and of course for developing the 72-hour strategy, using homophobic churches to become political arms of the GOP before Election Day.

Oh yeah, and he can also beg forgiveness for all those state marriage amendments banning the hideous union of homosexuals, because if there is one thing God cannot stand it is the blessed matrimony of two people with the wrong penis-to-vagina ratios.

I'm sure there's a joke somewhere in this story about how, after eight years hanging out with Dick and Bush, Ken finally figured out which one he preferred...And it rhymes with prick!

That said, based on historic patterns of Grand Old Pretenders, I can't wait for Newt Gingrich to finally admit he is indeed a secret, slimy Muslim-practicing amphibious swamp creature, and Sarah Palin finally comes clean, and lets the whole world know she is, in fact, a Kodiak Bear, who occasionally eats her young, scavenges off the fetid remains of human garbage, and whose level of intelligence hovers somewhere between that of an average canine and a primate. Though, in SarBear's case, 'average canine' is closer to a special-needs mutt.

Let's call him Ken!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Fly Like An Eagle...First Class, Leather Bound, And Heading Towards Extinction

Young Eagles: Higher They Soar, Farther They Fall

Hellooooooo Eagles!

By now I'm sure you've heard of America's favorite fowl-named, RNC-created group for the young, spry offspring of mega-rich oil barons and banking moguls, the "Young Eagles," thanks to their recent late-night "fundraiser" featuring women slaves in dog collars doing lesbiany things to each other at various S&M sex clubs up 'n down the Golden State.

But whomever are these young, feathered friends of low taxes, limited government, and leather dungeon masters sportin' whips 'n chains and ultra hot names like Nazi Pelosi? And where on God's green earth or, as the case may be, spacious blue skies, did these dapper young chaps of means and privilege come from?

Grab your monocles, ladies and gents, this is going to get exciting...

At the top o' the list, we have J. Roby Penn IV, 29-year-old heir to an oil-and-gas fortune (I should hope so!) and the Young Eagles' mid-Atlantic regional director who just so happens to own most of the region.

Ah yes, J. Roby Penn IV is nothing more than your average, 20-something, aristocratic descendant of American nobility (ca-ching!) with an initial for a first name who does "normal" red-blooded American things like wax poetic on Sarah Palin's favoritest Facebook.

"My ancestors, actually, weren't on the Mayflower. They sent the servants over first to get the cottage ready."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's hilaaaaarious! Get it?? His family's so rich they didn't have to do any of that poor pilgrimy stuff, especially with the slaves chained to the ship's bottom more than happy to lend a helping hand (once they were unshackled and free to move around, that is).

Also: "I believe in a purpose driven life...if life's purpose is backgammon and tennis."

OMG stop! This guy's too much! Guess that's what happens when you have no responsibilities except spending Daddy's money and not getting caught making hot sex tapes with Paris Hilton.

And: "If you don't have an oil well, get one."

Trust me, life is waaaaaay better when you have one. Especially, if you're lacking in the wit and charm department, get yourself one of these babies and let the black gold do the talkin'. Ladies speak billionaire.

Sure, the Young Eagles helped throw the RNC into crisis with their recent rendezvous at West Hollywood's "bondage" club Voyeur where the li'l GOP hatchlings were treated to an up close and personal account of what Republican 'family values' really means. (Hot girl on girl action?)

But isn't cultivating all these high rolling, hip hop youth--the bright 'n shiny future of the Grand Old Party--worth the steep price tag? Even if it means giving the ol' heave ho to a couple of rusty staffers as collateral for catering to the wet 'n wild wants of these upstanding future obstructionists of America?

'Course it is!

"We do events that a specific demographic will like, so it will love us and give us money and vote for us," said David Norcross, a former RNC general counsel and current committee official briefed by Steele on the RNC's revamping plan in the wake of the controversy.

Does this mean no more naughty??

"And, when you're dealing with young people, it's probably a good idea to go off the beaten track a little bit and do things you think they might like," Norcross said. "Just because a couple of mistakes have been made, doesn't mean you don't want to continue being progressively forward looking. Why should we of all parties do old stodgy stuff?”

Ummm, maybe because you are the party of old stodgy stuff?

The Young Eagles are "a fun group," one former member said. "If you've got a little insecurity complex, but you've got money—what a cool group to hang out with."

Yeah, if your choices are between that and darning socks with Aunt Bessie at the nursing home...

"Everything that's cool from a pop culture perspective is Democratic—whether it's Kanye West or Bruce Springsteen—and with younger conservatives, a good event is often a big way to help sell," said the former Young Eagle, who left the program in 2008. Traditional fundraising events such as golf and tennis outings don't quite cut it with young donors, he said. "How many times can you go to the U.S. Open?"

Ugh, tell me about it. One more lame courtside seat at a match between Federer and Nadal and I'm seriously gonna puke. On your Gucci shoes.

But at least the Young Eagles got to hit all the "sexy hotspots"--including a Redskins game with Steele, dinner at Spago in LA with Newt Gingrich, and cocktails at the W Hotel with John Boehner.

It doesn't get much better than that, stimulated lesbian sex or not!

I guess, when you're courting high-rolling donors like J. Roby Penn IV, you've got to find new and exciting ways to compete. And with the hip hop party of youth, you just never know what that's gonna bring.

Besides sexy back, of course!

After all, the Young Eagles' mission is to "define the future leaders of tomorrow by creating a vibrant base of young, conservative-oriented members that can and will take an active role in shaping the party's message, as well as that of the country, well into the future."

Land of the dinosaurs, part II?

Saturday, March 6, 2010

GOP's Insane Billboards Of Hate Coming To A Highway Near You!


Remember that crazy Cartoon Network fundraising PowerPoint the Republicans used to patronize prospective donors while begging for their loose change as part of the brilliant GOP strategy of simultaneously insulting and scaring the shit out of the American people?

Of course you don't, since apparently no Republicans remember it either, preferring instead to pretend the hideous monster they created then magically forgot two days later was simply a figure of everyone else's imagination. Certainly nothing any self-respecting Grand Old Party member would ever concoct. Not this GOP, no sir-ee!

Buuuuut, let's say the Republican National Committee did in fact create this embarrassingly demented, stunningly cynical and stupid PowerPoint presentation in order to capitalize on the growing Obama Derangement Syndrome currently rearing its ugly head on protest posters, anonymous email-chains, highway billboards and anywhere wingnuts, nutjobs and assorted other nuts of the right are found. Is that really soooooo bad?

Clearly, cries of Socialism and Soviet hammer and sickles, crazy Birther plots, the president-as-a-secret-Muslim-terrorist-from-Kenya conspiracies, and calls for armed revolution against a democratically elected U.S. government, all in the name of freedom, is evidence of mounting populist frustration, not a bunch of rogue rednecks, racists, and rejects, stoked for partisan gain by RNC Finance Director Rob Bickhart in his artfully brilliant nod to Joseph Goebbels, aka the RNC's "Evil Empire, Obama-as-Joker" playbook.

But, even before the RNC's fear-based, intelligence-insulting PowerPoint propaganda became a public source of humiliation, its impact was already all around us--crazed teabaggers storming Senate offices to spontaneously die in protest of health care reform, wingnut secessionist rallies, and Jesus Freaks, gun nuts, and crazy Oath Keepers all coming out of the woodwork, waving Obama Nazi signs to protest the worst Socialist threat since Adolf Hitler tried to get affordable health reform for Jews back in 1944.

And now, thanks to the Grand Old Propaganda of the Grand Old Party to poison the president and scare the people, Obama Derangement Syndrome is being field-tested across roadside America, with racism, ignorance, and sheer wingnuttery dotting heartland highways stretching far and wide through these great United States.

So the next time you're cruising along Route 66 and see a scary black man with a Hitler mustache and the words "NObama's comin' for yer gunz" next to an aborted fetus and two homos exchanging vows (gasp!), you'll be happy to know there is at least one party who cares about good, old-fashioned American values like white robes, pointed hats, and putting charming Negros back where they belong: sweating in a vast field of cotton under the blazing Kenyan sun.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Forward-Thinking RNC Hopes To Reclaim 1990s Glory With Ad From Same Decade



HAHAHAHA. Well, well Republicans, you've finally done it! You've managed to produce something simultaneously hilarious and stunningly fresh. I mean who would have thought to twist those "priceless" MasterCard ads into a 30-second warning against Obama's reckless shopping spree to bankrupt America? It's just pure brilliance!

Using your ObamaCard to drown your country in debt, settle old political scores, terrorize New Yorkers, give your spoiled kids a "Kennedy" dog, and redecorate your cramped new house? $787 billion.

Throwing a "Political Satire" disclaimer into your ad so facts and truth don't really apply? Priceless.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Republicans Concede Change; Grudgingly Elect First Black Chairman


Meet Michael Steele, New Boss Of Republicans

In case anyone actually cares, the Republicans have decided to drop the whole Klansman act and instead grudgingly join the rest of the 21st century in all its beautiful non-segregated glory.

It only took the maximum six ballots for former Maryland Lt. Gov. Michael Steele to become the first ever African-American chairman of the Republican National Committee, after narrowly defeating his lone remaining challenger, Katon Dawson, one of the dwindling few true GOP patriots who still play golf at a whites-only country club.

Republican committee members weren't happy about it but figured it was better to just go ahead and let the colored man win, than cause a big stink for picking their real choices, white supremacist Katon Dawson or the just-as-lovely Chip Saltsman, whose brainchild "Barack the Magic Negro" delighted us for hours.

So congratulations Mr. Steele. We're even willing to overlook the fact that Mike Tyson used to be your brother-in-law.

And bravo to the Republican Party for also making history. We're happy to have you, even if it is oh, a couple decades late.


Steele-Tough

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Sarah Palin: The Lipstick Wearing Pit Bull Unleashed!



While the media wets itself gushing over Sarah Palin's science bashing, life-loving, anti-elitist speech to the RNC last night, the public finally got to see and hear exactly what it is the Republican's VP candidate stands for.

Let's see if we got this right...

Palin loves America, hockey moms, pit bulls, lipstick, unborn fetuses, special needs children, war, guns, hunting, and Alaska.

On the other hand, she hates community activists, Arugula, the "angry left," a woman's right to choose, Washington elites, gays, and anyone who does not have a loaded 54 Magnum under their pillow.