An Oxymoron
Sunday. The Religious Right Republican thing from yesterday perhaps requires a little explanation. What's my idea of an RRR? If you're donating money to the folks who are doing their best to bring on Armageddon by genetically engineering a red heifer in Israel (which is evidently necessary for the Big Event); if you're donating money to folks who'd like to pack all the gays, artists, liberals, swingers and photographers onto ships and send them to Borneo, well, that's who I'm suggesting make up the RRR and don't need to be running the country (although it would undoubtedly bring down the price of real estate here in the Bay Area since all the people would be gone).
Now if you're an old Rockefeller Republican, someone who thinks we should keep the deficit in line, who believes in personal responsibility and doesn't have any weird ingrained prejudices against Hollywood movies written into your genes, well, you're good people required to keep this carousel running. People who can negotiate, can talk, can keep their cool when others let it all hang out (without frightening the horses). There are two sides to the coin: liberal and conservative; one doesn't exist without the other. Real non-RRR Republicans are paid up members of the tribe and deserve our respect. But enough. I shouldn't put this up without a lot more work, but the evening wears on and I need a drink. Well, a sip. We're keeping an eye on our consumption after last night.
You're just covering your ass because there are a lot of Republicans you don't want to insult with your RRR bleep.
Self, you need to know when to keep your mouth shut.
And you don't?
You're talking to someone with an online journal. Keeping your mouth shut and keeping a journal is an oxymoron.
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