Or code for “see how uppity they get when you put 'em in the White House?”
I actually had to switch that off because I was laughing too hard.
No, it turns out the filibuster rule changes some procedures, but essentially leaves the 60 vote barrier intact. Reid sold out.
And what a sad empire he presides over.
One post in this thread caught my eye, as the malignant babblings of a (probably racist) dolt.
I read SDMB for content, irrespective of poster, but the name Clothahump did seem familiar. The subconscious association was “contemptible imbecile.” Then, just now skimming another thread I saw
It’s the right-wingers like Brickhead who have three-digit IQs and are hypocrites who are irritating. But anyone as stupid as Clothahump probably believes his own drivel. I find him as lovable as a fragrant donkey fart. Please don’t Ban ClothyHump!! Clicking “View Posts by” under his name must be a great diversion when bored.
My bullshit meter pinged hard. That’s a mix of one real thing with two unbelievable things, worthy of a conspiracy from a Fang the Unwashed book.
Anyway–
If we’re going to pick on small-time conservatives for arrogant ignorance in the other thread, this is only fair. Small-time New York pol confuses “heat-seeking” and “incendiary,” sounds dumb:
Thanks for keeping up the side, lady.
Nice job giving their side a lovely sound bite of a liberal who doesn’t know the first thing about what they want to ban. That was painful to watch. :smack:
How can she really have thought the bullets are HEAT SEAKING like MISSILES?!?? :mad:
That was comedy gold 
I don’t know all that much about bubonic plague, I’m still against it. I do know that quite often, too often, that little metal thingy (a “bullet”, I think the ballistiphiles call it…) goes where it ought not, thus injuring people. Reason enough to want such things regulated and controlled. I also know those two words mean something quite distinct from “banning”.
I, for one, welcome our new god-emperor overlord.
I have to show picture ID and sign a gov’t BigBrotherPad if I want to buy a box of Sudafed. That’s one box, and not as many boxes as I can stuff into the pockets of my camo pants. I’ve tried hurling them, spitting them, fumping them from the business end of a bamboo blowgun, and the damn things don’t even leave a bruise. Basically useless for anything but ever-so-slightly shrinking my inflamed turbinates for a couple of hours and (I’m told) possibly motivating folks with dire oral hygiene to completely disassemble their fully functional microwaves at 4:00 in the morning.
But, you may counter, there is no guaranteed right to breathe through one’s nose in the U.S. Constitution. To which I would reply yes, that certainly appears to a point that you are trying to make.
Nice!
That about covers it.
This one-man thread of Clothy’s gets more pathetic every time he attempts to add to it.
Ya know, I was okay with Obama declaring himself God-Emperor of the USA. I did have to draw the line at his becoming a sandworm.
“And how can this be? For he is the Kenyan Hatrack!”
St. Malia of the Knife
Que end of movie with Elton John singing “The Water Of Life”.
Just like Obama to lead those Bene Gesserit Feminazis.
I’ll have a burger and some Fremen fries.
Often wondered about that. What was there to eat on Arrakis?
As I recall from the original movie, lots of scenery.