How bad a decision do you have to make that not even a population that conflated Osama Bin Laden with Saddam Hussein, who fears that Barack Obama is a secret Muslim, and is more likely to vote on
American Idol than in a presidential election, is fooled?
Jack Cafferty reads some e-mail, and that dog ain't huntin':
If McCain weren't so downright terrifying a prospect as President (and make no mistake -- any lead less than 10 points is close enough for Republicans to steal through disenfranchisement and "flawed" (read: rigged) voting machines) you could almost think he's a Shakespearean figure, done in by hubris and lust for power. He wants the presidency so badly, and he'd do anything to get it. So last week the maverick, the straight talker, the one who doesn't insult your intelligence, blew the reputation he's worked a lifetime to have, so that a bunch of people who think dinosaurs were on Noah's Ark will vote for him. It's almost sad.
Almost.
Labels: dumbassery, John McCain, Sarah Palin