Made a Mess? Let the Negroes Clean it Up

Baby Doc, like the spoiled brat fratboy he is, suffering from a lack of parental discipline in his childhood, apparently doesn't believe in cleaning up his own messes.

Yesterday he said, in yet another press conference (a sure sign that he's running scared--when he was brimming with misplaced self-confidence he didn't feel the need to lower himself to speak with the subhuman types in the White House Whore Press Pool) that it will be up to a future president to deal with the Mess O'Potamia. The mess that he made, in spite of the Colin Powell Pottery Barn admonition (If you break it, you bought it).

Baby Doc's whole life has been spent -- or misspent -- making one big mess after another, and he's always had Papa Doc and his friends to clean up after him. He has never once exhibited the slightest bit of accountability or personal responsiblity.

Now he's up and taken a big shit in the middle of the dining room table, suppertime is coming on, and like always, he's going to leave it for someone else to clean up.

If some of those smart-money-dumb-shit pundits of the right are correct and the next president is Kindasleazy Rice...well, that would just about be a perfect end product of the entire elitist-snob ruling-class ante-bellum plantation-mentality Repugnican attitude: Make a mess and leave it for the House Negroes to clean up.

When the Repugs talk about "traditional American values", let's don't forget that slavery was one of them. That's part and parcel of that whole "intent of the founders" Constitutional argument (slaves were 3/5 of a human) that makes me want to vomit when I hear it spewing from those flappy five-o'clock-shadowy jowls of Tony-Pro Scalia -- and it's all the worse when his houseboy, Clarence Thomas, is singing backup for him.

Finally, take a look at these maps showing the 19th Century Slave States and territories open to slavery compared with the so-called Red States in the last election. Very interesting how they seem to almost exactly coincide, isn't it?