The Kind of Political Analysis You Come Here For
And I know I wasn't the only one. First of all, the shit was just plain funny. Anytime somebody takes it upon themselves to participate in something as dumb as Nascar and then actually dies from it, to me it's just like, "Ha! That's what you get, you dumb motherfucker." It may be a base level of irony, but it's good enough for a healthy gut laugh. Also, I think it's satisfying on a deeper level because it confirms our trust in the idea of natural selection. The fact that a guy like him is not around anymore to spread his filthy demon-seed just feels right.
But also, and more importantly, I celebrated the death of that cracker asshole for one simple reason, and that's this: I can't fucking stand rednecks. I hate rednecks the same way that those wacky ass Muslims and the French hate Jews, with the main difference I guess being that I'm in the right here, damnit! I mean, it would be one thing if it was just a case of these people representing the most asinine, artistically bankrupt, international embarassment of a culture (think country music, motorports, etc.), but there's also that tiny little fact that these people FUCK UP EVERYTHING. If these last 4 years have proven anything, it's that these fucking demons will stop at nothing to spread their ideology of hatred not only throughout this (basically their) country but throughout the world. I can only imagine what it will be like once their leader gets re-elected here in a few weeks.
If Osama bin Laden decides to strike again, let us pray that he hits a Toby Keith concert.