H is for …
August 19, 2011
So, we’re down in the Riviera Village section of Redondo Beach this afternoon (in the olden days, it was called Hollywood Riviera)… and along about Avenue H, we come across this:
Isn’t it lovely? It’s a poster, hung from a card table, around which an over zealous knot of people was waving signs at passing cars and handing leaflets to passers by. These angry people, we deduced, were LaRouchers, who I gather think President Obama should be impeached for his unforgivable atrocities…. yeah, right, like giving the Tea Party more than it ever deserved to get in the train wreck that was the debt ceiling debate, or for thinking that compromise is the way to get things done, or believing that everyone deserves health care and even the rich should pay their fair share of taxes. Or perhaps they’re just fed up with all his dang social programs. Whatevs. It appears Mr. Obama’s just pissed off the LaRouche gang something awful by screwing humanity, and has somehow, apparently, in their eyes, committed the equivalent of genocide (they’re making their point by drawing a little Hitleresque mustache across his face, see?) and, well, it’s time to call for his impeachment.
Because that’s just so constructive. And grown up.
From their website:
“As Lyndon LaRouche has made clear, if we are going to save this nation, we must rid it of all the insanity and ugliness expressed by a sophistical [sic] baby boomer generation and all the rotten policies and culture it represents. We have taken that fight to the population and we are letting them know that we are bringing forward a new generation of leadership. The baby boomers are out.”
Good effing lord.
So, I don’t know, H is for hate? Or maybe Hitler? How about [un]hinged, hostile, harmful, or .. hilarious?
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