Harper Sucks Obama Dick Big Time

Big Oil Puppet Stevie Harper
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The Fetid Joys of the Grievance-Monger

Grievance-monger is a phrase worth recalling from the unremembered shores of the Lethean word river. It fits today’s professional protesters and injustice-collectors, the self-pitying whiners who parade at public events here in the Western world, their young, angry, unlived-in faces smug with the disdain common to all of history’s junior anarchists, the grievance-mongering losers who never vote, the protesters who have never tried to do anything but wail and bitch, put-upon-pie children whose sole innocent purpose is to destroy a world.

As their rocks through windows and burning police cars shatter public order, so their moans pollute our civil air, as they did in Toronto last fall. The fecal joy in their animal faces as they ignite buildings and burn down peaceful assemblies tells onlookers all we need to know about these ring-nosed, buttock-tattooed scum.

Seeing their own reflections in the glass shards of the windows they have just smashed reveals the origin of their brainless anger. As supreme American essayist Gore Vidal once wrote, “It is the rage of Caliban seeing his own face in the mirror.”

Of course, legitimate grievance exists, like the protest this month in Egypt, where an army-supported, American-financed tinpot fascist dictator, having been momentarily pushed offstage, lurks in the wings slavering like some leprous Phantom of the Pyramids, ready to goose-step wobblingly back to power, at the head of an army bristling with American bayonets and Yankee tankees. What does Uncle Sam care if ten million Egyptians starve? As long as that oil flows and fifty wealthy Egyptian families wallow in their sticky pelf, poised to gob and swill at the pig trough of oil glut forever.

How does Stevie Harper, our Canadian prime minister, respond? Harper travels to Washington with his own personal set of kneepads, kneels down and sucks Obama’s dick, in the most servile act of national abasement this writer can remember. Obama smirks, turns his ass to Harper and cooes, “If you behave, Stevie, I'll let you vacuum-suction a few turds right out of my anus. Hell, dude, it’ll save me takin' a dump. What else are Canadians good for?”

And this Stevie Harper is the Big Oil puppet whom Canadians are getting ready to re-elect as Prime Minister.

Will the stunned Canuck sheep ever wake up?

A herd-wide reveille does not appear imminent.

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