The Toddler's Agenda

There's a mob of children running loose in the blogosphere. Little snits in a collective tantrum over on The New Agenda.

They don't represent me. But they claim to. They pretend to care about my place in the world. But their goal is to fuck me up.

In fact, anyone with a pussy is doomed to corsets and chastity belts should any of these bitches succeed.

They support Palin. They support rightwing ultra-conservative candidates. They don't give a damn what any woman represents. They only care that she has no penis.

That's right. To qualify for office you only need a vagina. Something to stick The New Agenda's limp little dick of a blog into. They want to fuck you.

They want you to lose what few reproductive rights your mothers won for you. They want you to wear burkas. They want you to adopt your husbands' names, and stay home and bear many little brats.

They are not going to support any men running for office unless they cut off their penises, and fit themselves with a vagina.

They detest Obama, but love Palin. Can you even imagine America with Sarah (pay for your own rape kit) Palin as President? Would we have survived another 8 years of intellectual scirrhosity?

I Rule Everything.

This is clever. The bird is beautiful, but it is the text that she's hidden in the background that tells the real story.