What if I said, “I’m training my grandchildren to use long-range rifles. For what purpose? Well, I’m not going to say the words ‘Barack Obama’, but. . .”
I have no doubt the SS (Secret Service, but referring to them as SS under the Obama regime is much more accurate) would be breaking down my door and Major Hochstetter would no doubt be using “enhanced interrogation techniques” because, well, as the Major says, “Vee haff vays of making you talk.”
The Star Tribune would be all over me, and the leftist letter writing pukes would be scorching up the “Letters to the editor” just like they did when I said Ted Kennedy was a “privileged puke.” Oh my God! That’s so over the top and offensive. One jackass was actually flabbergasted and incensed that the term “puke” was used! Here’s your skirt loser, wear it, you’ve got nothing dangling between your legs you sensitive girly man. Never mind that in the next breath, every one of those methane smelling morons were trashing President Bush and being extremely vulgar about it, oh no, “that’s different.”
Enough ancient history. What if a leftist said he’s training his grandkids to shoot the president? Knowing that the left are nothing but hypocrites, if it were Bush or any other Republican in the White House, they’d be cheering him on. We know that. But what if that leftist said that about Barack Obama? What then?
The quote, “I’m training my grandchildren to use long-range rifles. For what purpose? Well, I’m not going to say the words ‘Barack Obama’, but. . .” was said by extreme leftist Hollywood actor Peter Fonda at the Cannes Film Festival in France. You can read about this in The Telegraph because obviously, what passes for media in this country will refuse to report it.
Hey! I wonder if Jesse Lee, the Director of Progressive Media & Online Response will be brought in to solve the “Peter Fonda problem.” I wonder if he’s sending the black Duesenberg with a full complement of jackbooted, black uniformed with red arm band wearing progressive media police to meet Peter at the airport, scoop him up and whisk him away, and that will be the last anybody ever heard of Peter Fonda, and his grandchildren for that matter. Heck, fire up the ovens and get rid of the entire Fonda family, right Jesse?