Saturday, January 14, 2012

Buyer's Remorse

Excuse my rudery, but stuff the jubilee!
--Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine

Have they considered just putting a baton in his hand? They could replace the rolled-up paper, which makes him look like he's about to swat one of us for pissing on the rug.
Your more discerning lefty has to be uncomfortable with the Monster on the Mall. Can you blame him? It's too obvious, too much artistic and political overreach, with MLK emerging from Mother Earth like a primal deity--nothing to come before or after. Are they kidding? But tweaking the silly "drum major" quote--you've got to love it. It's like they've bought this big ugly car they have to keep forever and they're fiddling with the nameplate--because that's all they can do. Serves them right. We deserved better, though.

7 comments:

ziel said...

Is there nothing this country can do right anymore? We can't even erect a freakin monument?

Chiang Kai-shemp said...

Apparently not. We have to outsource them to Asia, like everything else.

Dennis Dale said...

Maybe a drum major's hat, too?

C. Van Carter said...

Celebrate the Dream.

Dr. Murray F. Rottencrotch said...

That is one ugly-ass car.

Matt said...

You had me until "your more discerning lefty."

The more discerning lefties became neoconservatives, and you know as well as I do how that turned out.

Dennis Dale said...

I can still hear MLK's sing-song bombast now:
"I was a drum major for ju-hus-tuss!"
I want it sampled in something with old Soviet parade music and blared over my f---ing ipod, man!