Them's Fighting Words

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There are plenty of things to criticize the Obama administration over, particularly if you count yourself among the deficit hawks and fiscal conservatives. But these endless “amateur bumbler dummy” stories make you look like the sullen children on the playground who lose ten consecutive games of T-ball and can then think of nothing more productive to do than follow the winners around shooting spitballs at them. Obama won the election, folks, and you’re going to have to find a way to quiet your own demons for at least the next four years or run the risk of choking on your own bile. Stories like this make me far less inclined to take you (or your candidates) very seriously.
 — By Jazz Shaw, Assistant Editor of The [so-called] Moderate Voice

For those who have never experienced losing "ten consecutive games of T-ball" on a playground, here is a translation of the above-quoted snit:

Sticks and stones can break my Daddy's bones, but names can never harm him. When you call my Daddy and his friends "bumblers", however, them's fighting words. My Daddy can lick your Daddy with one hand tied behind his back. So you'd better watch what you say, or I'm telling! I don't like you, and I'm going home. Now give me back my ball; it's the only one I have.

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