Bad news today about the guy Cheney shot. Folks with good taste are taking their Cheney hunting jokes off their blogs. So, of course, I'm leaving mine right where they are. I look at it this way- nobody wishes anything except good stuff for Cheney's latest victim. And none of us were making fun of him. We were going after the Dikster. And the Dikster has already killed tens of thousands of people. He's a fucking mass murderer and war criminal. He was last week, and he was yesterday, and this morning, and he is now.
So the jokes stay. Humor and Tragedy are the Siamese twins of human existence. The ancient Greeks understood that, and so does Garrison Keillor. You laugh or you cry. Cheney has given us so much to cry about, I will take the opportunity to have a laugh at his expense, while sincerely hoping that his latest victim recovers.
Such is life in 2006. You laugh, you cry, you go on.
2 comments:
Uh, Colonel Colonel, it's "Keillor".
BTW, while I did take my jokes down, I've posted a new, more detailed, more exquisite explanation.
Hazard- Cheney had probably done more than a bit of Jim Beam during the afternoon and after a while anybody in a J. Crew windbreaker starts to look like a Democrat...
Bad luck.
Catalyst- ah, haven't gone over yet. And yeah, I thought I got the spelling wrong, but isn't the "edit" function here a grand thing?
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