WORTH THEIR WEIGHT IN RUBLES
American right wingers are having an orgasmic love affair with Vlad Putin, the former KGB agent and topless model who currently runs things over in Russia, the place Ronald Reagan thought was the black heart of “the evil empire,” and the place Sarah Palin can see from her house. The Tea Party wing of the Republican Party, which is about the only wing they have if you don’t count the really rich guys whose money and clout provide the never-ending hate-and-fear that keeps so many less-than-bright Americans upset about all the wrong things. Keeping the yahoos stirred up and fearful is a piece of cake for the corporate honchos who control American media and use that forum to warn working people about things like the war on Christmas, and the threat to democracy from voter fraud, a fraudulent issue that keeps old white people convinced that black people are cheating at just about everything from voting to food stamp eligibility. In this Fox-y scenario, lots of retirees spend their golden years resenting how all those darker-skinned people are a) sucking up benefits that should rightfully be theirs, and b) are about to murder them in their beds or on the streets. Only the NRA stands between them and that horde of murderous black thugs in hoodies haunting their darkest nightmares.
And with a black dude in the White House (ain’t that a bitch?) there are easy ways to ensure that fear never lets up, making the job of the Koch brothers and the Walmart heirs easier than it’s ever been when it comes to distracting the inattentive or the stupid from real threats to their well being, or their grandkids’ futures.
But it ain’t just dark people who keep the more pliable right wingers worked up. There’s also the gay folks who haunt the insecurities of assorted white guys who feel such need for guns and roaring engines between their legs in order to quiet that sneaking suspicion that they might actually be gay themselves. Y’know, like all those “wide stance” Republican gay bashers who’ve gotten caught with their pants down, literally, in men’s rooms and gay bars where they weren’t supposed to be.
What better manifestation of latent homsexual yearnings than this man crush so many right wing dipwads have on Vladimir Putin, a guy who loves parading around half nekkid to the delight of bully boy right wingers who get pretty horny just looking at this guy’s pec pics as he poses, sans shirt, holding a big gun—a bad ass real men can look up to, though it doesn’t bear much thought imagining what position a real man would have to be in to look up to this strutting little shrimp (Putin’s 5’5”, and he clearly has never gotten over it).
Unlike Barack Obama, Putin’s no pussy, and if they could trade Obama for Putin, they’d take the trade in a hot minute.
Throw in Simpleminded Sister Sarah on the bottom half of the ticket and you’ve got a Republican Dream Team for the 2016 presidential race.