I mean, there he is - recipient of the Hero Of The DUmmy Republic medal with potleaf clusters, languishing in the U.S. version of the Soviet Gulag, tortured 24/7 with the infamous No Sheets Or Pillowcases device (patent pending), glowered at constantly by Mean People, and you DUmmies can't spare one thread of outrage over his dreadful fate for days now? And let us not forget St. Julian The Rapacious, he of the Suspended Paypal Accounts and all other manner of deprivation. How quickly these heroes have been forgotten!
What will be the Shiny Object next week that tears you away from the current cause du jour DUmmies? Hugo nationalizing another business? Separate military showering facilities being built in response to the end of DADT? The heartbreak of psoriasis among the poor? It will be something because you never have but the thinnest veneer of concern about any particular thing. You're self-centered opportunists whose mission in life is to attack and make snide insinuations. You're dilettantes who have no genuine concern about anything, except of course, having yourself taken care of at the government teat. That you can always get behind.
The murders in Arizona are nothing to you but a political tool. You don't really give a tinker's dam about the victims. They'll be cast aside as quickly as young Messr. Bradley and freezing homeless people and tortured pit bulls as soon as a new manufactured outrage arises, while people who really care continue with the work of grief and ask the questions that really matter.
So mindlessly shallow and puerile, and yet so full of self-importance. What a sad existence.
