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Dec. 5th, 2004 11:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taratemimaDear anonymous schmuck writing to the Phoenix:
Independent my ass. You swallow Republican talking points like so much bad beer. This nation wasn't built on 'Christian values,' and you're going to have a damn time explaining to me how Abu Ghraib was an example of it.
Oh, and there are 56K Americans who are not 'Barbra Streisand and a whole slew of evil Hollywood libruls.' Of course, you will keep buying their records and watching their movies while clucking your tongue at their public addictions and obsessions. Why? Because you're too goddamn chicken to stand out, and love and hate those who do. Talk about 'envy.' It's all part of my new book: Why There Are So Few Rightie Movie Actors or Musicians, or Babble About the Shadow, The Right Leaning of Execs, and the Whining About Celebs Since the 20s
Now that you got your therapy by trolling a paper that is one part bubble-headed advertising mouth and fire-breathing old hippie, hope you survive the next four years of your candidate's 'leadership.'
Spent Sunday meeting someone for tea. Discovered new and interesting shop. Tried to draw holiday card. Made plans to write again. Oh, and see The Godfather.
Independent my ass. You swallow Republican talking points like so much bad beer. This nation wasn't built on 'Christian values,' and you're going to have a damn time explaining to me how Abu Ghraib was an example of it.
Oh, and there are 56K Americans who are not 'Barbra Streisand and a whole slew of evil Hollywood libruls.' Of course, you will keep buying their records and watching their movies while clucking your tongue at their public addictions and obsessions. Why? Because you're too goddamn chicken to stand out, and love and hate those who do. Talk about 'envy.' It's all part of my new book: Why There Are So Few Rightie Movie Actors or Musicians, or Babble About the Shadow, The Right Leaning of Execs, and the Whining About Celebs Since the 20s
Now that you got your therapy by trolling a paper that is one part bubble-headed advertising mouth and fire-breathing old hippie, hope you survive the next four years of your candidate's 'leadership.'
Spent Sunday meeting someone for tea. Discovered new and interesting shop. Tried to draw holiday card. Made plans to write again. Oh, and see The Godfather.
