Rick Perry and N*****erHead -We think this is “the end of the world as we know it”
BY CUPPA JOE SIMONSKY – HALIBURTONNEWS.CA FUNNYGUY
I have no idea why Rick Perry is such an asshole.
I have no idea how assholes get elected so often.
But I know for a fact that Rick Perry, who is the governor of the state of Texas – 242 death row murders and counting – and a Republican Tea Party-Pisser Presidential Wannabe, will not be hindered in the least by this latest plop of pure unadulterated malarkey and angus dung.
He may be the next President of the United States.
It seems that Governor Perry – once/current/maybe frontrunner for the GOP presidential nomination – is pooh-poohing reports that he once had a rock named “Old Niggerhead” adorning his private hunting grounds. A Texas judge assumed the Alfred E Neumann stance of what happened – happened. Get over it Texans.
The rock? It’s an old piece of crunchy antebellum wonder, locked deep in the backwoods of his Holler. It’s a family thing, apparently, this penchant for dross, droll and downright disheveled bigotry.
He’s an ugly little man borne from an ugly little tree of bigots charlatans and carpet baggers. We can say nothing else. Except dear voters. Do not elect this man president. Because he’s full on batshit, psychotically doodled, and unrepentantly crazy. You don’t need the report on this guy.
Just grab a white gown. nail him with a dart, toe tag him, and bring him right into the droolers’ ward. Let Nurse Ratchet deal with him. Keep him on high levels of thorazine and valium. If necessary? Make him watch talking head clips of himself and Sarah Palin on continuous loop.
The latest Tea Party kerfuffle and candy-date meltdown exhibits the difference between the US and every other country in the world. Only in the US can you run for the highest position in the land and still be as dumb as a fucking bag of hammers.
I owe Gav’s Uncle – the Reverend Father Donald Francis Gavan – props for the euphemism, but not the copulatory pejorative, because the Editor, Terrance, tells me that his uncle never used the f-bomb. I tend to use it when I’m really, really angry.
I’m gobsmacked by this latest revelation. It’s on every news site on the net. Gawker, The Washington Post and the New York Times.
So I’ll just take an excerpt from the Gawk.
Would it surprise you to learn that Texas Governor and Republican presidential candidate Rick Perry used to bring friends and colleagues around to a west Texas hunting camp called “Niggerhead”? No? Yeah, it didn’t surprise us much, either.
How about if we told you that the big rock sign still had that name painted on it into the 1990s? No? Still not surprised? Or if we said the Perry was vague and maybe even misleading about the hunting camp, and that his account contradicts “the recollections of seven people interviewed by The Washington Post”?
“My mother and father went to the lease and painted the rock in either 1983 or 1984,” Perry wrote. “This occurred after I paid a visit to the property with a friend and saw the rock with the offensive word. After my visit I called my folks and mentioned it to them, and they painted it over during their next visit.”
“Ever since, any time I ever saw the rock it was painted over,” Perry said.
Perry’s version of events differs in many respects from the recollections of seven people, interviewed by The Washington Post, who spoke in detail of their memories of seeing the rock with the name at various points during the years that Perry was associated with the property through his father, partners or his signature on a lease.
Surprised yet? Yeah, us neither. What if you heard that the county “was for years considered a virtual no-go zone for blacks”? Or that it has a school superintendent who thinks that “[/fusion_builder_column][fusion_builder_column type=”1_1″ background_position=”left top” background_color=”” border_size=”” border_color=”” border_style=”solid” spacing=”yes” background_image=”” background_repeat=”no-repeat” padding=”” margin_top=”0px” margin_bottom=”0px” class=”” id=”” animation_type=”” animation_speed=”0.3″ animation_direction=”left” hide_on_mobile=”no” center_content=”no” min_height=”none”][b]lacks were perfectly satisfied with what was happening” during the civil rights era? Would that be surprising? Wait, here’s something surprising:
“It’s just a name,” said Haskell County Judge David Davis, sitting in his courtroom and looking at a window. “Like those are vertical blinds. It’s just what it was called. There was no significance other than as a hunting deal.”
A Texas county judge is insensitive and ignorant! Surely that’s surprising? No? Shit.
I’m not sure.
I’m sitting at Mary’s Cuppa Joe on the Granville Wharf here in BC. Desdamona and Trystram are flying down the beach. And suddenly I’m happy to be a US ex=pat and draft dodger. I hitched a ride from Seattle to the border and ran across after I got my papers from old President Lyndie-hop Johnson.
I have some sand in my fingers and three cats curled at my feet.
All my exes live in Texas.
I’m happy here at home where our bigots don’t run for office.