What rock do these people crawl out from under?
This from Doc's Political Parlor. Start with Harri Anne Smith, in a runoff with Jay Love for the Republican nomination for AL-02 to run against Democrat Bobby Bright in November. She accuses Love of voting “for higher income taxes,” trying “to raise taxes one billion,” and voting “for Alabama’s largest tax increase" and the bill referenced in the ad is one, that if you do your research, you find that she voted for as well. Find all of this on the link above.
And from Daily Dixie this is just bizarre. Matt Chancey (you remember,The guy who doesn't know fish) is running for Public Service Commission president. Just go here and see what his wife wrote. What century? Let me give you a hint:
"Was the 19th amendment misguided? Should all women (or all people, for that matter) have a vote?
We have to walk carefully here. Let it be understood that there are good, thoughtful people on both sides of the suffrage issue." Really? Today?
All I know is that I am for all republican households casting only one vote. For that I give her credit.
And Karl Rove says Obama reminds him of “the guy at the country club with the beautiful date, holding a martini and a cigarette that stands against the wall and makes snide comments about everyone who passes by." Isn't that a laugh, an old white guy from the republican party calling a black guy "country club," when most country clubs full of GOP (Gas, Oil Petroleum) party members won't even let black people in? at least historically.
And I won't write a thing about McCain, he provides his own brand of ineptness on a daily basis without me pointing it out. At least not today. 5:30 Thursday morning comes early.
Oh, and if anyone wants to read my take on Paul's letter to the Romans, read yesterdays comments. He wasn't criticising gays or lesbians in loving committed relationships.
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It gets weirder...
...and, Alabama voters probably should be made aware that Matt Chancey opposes women's suffrage on religious grounds.
Matt Chancey and his wife Jennie believe that it is a sin or at least is highly inadvisable for women to vote, hold political office, attend college, or work outside the home. These views are expounded upon at great length on Jennie Chancey's website, Ladies Against Feminism.
Matt Chancey is also on very intimate terms with Doug Phillips, the president and founder of VisionForum Ministries, a major homeschooling curriculum company. Phillips also publicly teaches that God doesn't allow women to vote or hold office.
Doug Phillips is described by Matt Chancey as being his dear friend and mentor ***(see poem below, written by Chancey), while Phillips in turn praises as his own intellectual hero one of the most virulent racists of the 19th century, Robert L. Dabney. Phillips is the author of the book, Robert Louis Dabney: The Prophet Speaks .
...and Matt is not above a bit of internet sleight of hand, either, when it will help his political ends, as shown in this article from the Washington Post.
But, he IS a poet, LOL:
***Douggy Wuggie
By Matt Chancey in honor of Doug Phillips’ 40th Birthday. Publicly posted on Chancey’s blog when it was a public blog, on May 31, 2005.
I've fought beside many men acrost the seas,
An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not:
The Calvins, Dabneys an' the Rushdoonys;
But Dougy was the finest o' the lot.
'e's one o' those good chaps without a chip,
'e'll smile atcha and squeeze yor 'and instead,
But if you try to make the Gospel 'ip,
'e''ll forensically remove your bloomin' 'ead.
So 'ere's to you, Dougy Wuggy, at your 'ome in Texas sand,
You're a killer on the dais, and a first class fightin' man;
I gives you your certificate, and sends your foes a runnin',
Before you gives 'em orthodox, epistemologic drummin'.
When I was green as algae on a frog,
My sanctifying was your special object,
You kept me from the evidential bog,
By presupposin' God in every subject.
When 'scientists ' demand a special sign,
You prove the wisdom o' the transcendentals,
You say 'Six days is intelligent design,"
And "Framework’s only good for our credentials.”
So 'ere's to you, Dougy Wuggy, at your 'ome in Texas sand,
You're a dino-diggin ducky, and a first class fightin' man;
I gives you your certificate, and gives your foes the heel,
I hopes yez finds your T-Rex, and gives 'em for his meal.
I loves to read 'is poetry,
'Cause Dougy's pen is witty,
It buries Ross's heresy,
And shames pragmatic sissies.
And when 'e dwells on prose instead of Byrons,
'e cuts straight to the fundamental itchin','
˜is logic cries out like tornado sirens,
And 'is foes flee from the 'eat made in 'is kitchen.
So 'ere's to you, Dougy Wuggy, at your 'ome in Texas sand,
You're a wonder wizard wordsmith, and a first class fightin' man;
I gives you your certificate, and dares your foes to stand,
'Cause you'll play the cat a,' banjo if they try to match your 'and.
Dougy's 'ome is as peaceful as gardenias.
'is wife, a loving partner, all can tell,
And if the state conscripts 'is pretty ninas,
'is sons will send Tyrannus straight to -- well--.
Dougy wears the pants and spurns the chauffer,
'is wrists are fused to not allow a limp,
The man who 'e finds light within 'is loafers,
Will run from them that follow Dougy's bent.
So 'ere's to you, Dougy Wuggy, at your 'ome in Texas sand,
You're a marvel of testosterone, you first class fightin' man!
I gives you your certificate, and dares your foes to stand,
Wearing foreign Frenchy fashions, while your shillelagh's close at 'and.
Our Dougy loves his Presbyter forbearers,
Even though to 'im, most baptized to excess,
But when it comes to preachin' against their errors,
'is charity assures 'im some success.
Dougy's not an uptight theologian,
But 'e contends with orthopraxy weak,
'e shuns the spiritual vegetarian,
Preferring juicy Scripture for 'is meat!
So 'ere's to you, Dougy Wuggy, at your 'ome in Texas sand,
You're a stubborn credo-Baptist, but a first class fightin' man!
I gives you your certificate, and 'opes your foes relent,
'Cause if they don't you'll 'ound 'em till they "uncle" and repent.
I loves the way 'e 'onors common soldiers;
Dougy likes the vets as you will sees.
'e walks around in khakis and fedoras,
Like Teddy with 'is Panama fatigues.
Some claim 'is politics too 'ot and muggy,
To beat the leftist, egotistic germs,
But I say that I'll take one Dougy Wuggy,
O'er fifty pragmatistic pachyderms!
So 'ere's to you, Dougy Wuggy, at your 'ome in Texas sand,
Though you've n'er fired shot in anger, you're a first class fightin' man!
I gives you your certificate, and I gives you my right 'and,
An' I'll fight beside your person, 'cause I'm your biggest fan!
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