Friday, December 18, 2009
Me, Steve Janke and an underground parkade. For charity.
In his book "Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them," satirist and now U.S. Senator Al Franken tells of being somewhat offended by National Review wanker Rich Lowry accusing the Democrats of having "sissified" politics and, well, challenges him to a fight. Money would be wagered, and all the proceeds would go to charity. Unsurprisingly, Lowry is not thrilled about this, and wimps out.
You know where this is going, don't you?
Since Blogging Tory and weepy-hysterics-on-demand wingnut Steve Janke appears to be the current front person on this Stephen Harper photoshop idiocy, and since he also appears to live just down the road in Cambridge, I'm going to make Steve Janke the very same offer.
You and me, Steve. A parkade somewhere. Or maybe a warehouse. Whatever works. We charge admission, with all proceeds going to the charity of the winner's choice. Because frankly, Steve, I am seriously tired of this perpetual right-wing whinging about how we progressives are cowardly, bleeding heart Taliban lovers. Seriously. I'm tired of it.
So let's settle this, Steve. You and me and an open space somewhere. Money collected, and someone's charity getting a surprise windfall. And no rules. Rules are for sissies.
Give it some thought, Steve, and get back to me. I'm betting you know where to find me.