Armageddon Outta Here!

The Newtster has just declared Armageddon in South Carolina, on Mitt Rawmoney and the rest of the pack of intellectual defectives in the 2012 GOP race for the White House.

And why shouldn't he? Newt already thinks he's god, and what good is being a god if you can't declare an Armageddon now and then?

It's going to be nothing but scorched earth from Newtie for the next two weeks or so, and to hell (literally) with anyone who stands in his way.

But you gotta ask yourself, if Rusty "I'm-Big-Fat-Drug-Addict" Limpdick, Rude-y "I-Have-No-Lips-But-I-Talk-Anyway" Giuliani , Ron "I'm-Not-A-Racist-No Really" Paul and the Print Propaganda Arm of the GOP, the semi-but-not-really-venerable Wall Street Journal all think you need to dial it down a little, shouldn't you even try to consider that advice?

Not to mention the storied Eleventh Commandment handed down on high from Saint Ronald (trailing clouds of glory, etc.) himself, "Thou shalt not speak ill of a fellow Republican" (never minding the fact that the sinless saint broke that commandment himself in his fruitless run against Gerald Ford in 1976, which many analysts say guaranteed the election of Democrat Jimmy Carter that year...).

Ah, politics. You gotta love it, especially when the Rethugs start doing what Democrats seemed to have had a virtual patent on for so many elections, which is lock and load and shoot blindly in a circular firing squad.