Let the utterly fake, pretentious shrieking begin.

You can't say I didn't predict it:

Let the panty-tugging, pearl-clutching, ear-piercing shrieking of Lefty incivility begin in 3 ... 2 ... 1 ...

And right on cue, the same wanks who have no problem with the murder of abortion providers with high-powered rifles start predicting the downfall of Western civilization due to all that Lefty incivility. Here's Greg Farries at The Politic:

Irregardless of the president’s personal opinion of conservative commentator Rush Limbaugh, it’s interesting that he finds the suggestion that Limbaugh has committed treason, be water-boarded and killed funny.

Curiously, I don't recall Mr. Farries ever objecting when right-wing harpy Ann Coulter suggested poisoning a U.S. Supreme Court Justice.

Then there's Blogging Tory Paul E. Marek, whose panties are now in a bunch:

Yuk-Yuk-In-Chief

Oh what passes for yuk-yuk among friends: ...

But, mysteriously, the people who are now rushing frantically to Limbaugh's defense from that mean ol' Wanda Sykes are carefully averting their eyes from Rushbo's own eliminationist rhetoric:

"I tell people don't kill all the liberals, leave enough around so we can have two on every campus; living fossils, so we will never forget what these people stood for."

Unsurprisingly, neither Mr. Farries nor Mr. Marek -- nor any of the other of Limbaugh's staunch defenders -- seem even the slightest bit interested when their waddling, draft-dodging, hillbilly heroin-addicted, sex tourist blowhard of a role model clearly promotes the murder of merely most of the liberals.

That's because, as they say, IOKIYAW (It's OK if you're a wanker). It always is.

P.S. I'm amused that Mr. Farries suddenly finds the concept of waterboarding so intensely unfunny, since it's his ideological fellow travellers over there on the Right who've been making such sport of it. There's the terrifically amusing waterboarding t-shirt. And there's Red State's howlingly entertaining comparison of waterboarding to swim practise. And, not to be outdone, we have Canada's own Rachel Marsden, who finds the concept of torture by waterboarding knee-slappingly funny:

When asked about it during a recent CNN appearance, I suggested that "one man's torture is another's CIA-sponsored swim lesson." In case anyone thought I was being facetious -- I wasn't.

I suppose that those who object to terror suspects getting water up the nose would say that, as a young competitive swimmer, I was also tortured. It was called "hypoxic training" -- swimming underwater and holding our breath until we passed out. Our coaches didn't call it torture, just an exercise in "mental toughness." So think of it this way -- terror suspects are getting some free mental toughness training courtesy of the U.S. government.

Here's another idea to make the concept more palatable to objectors: Call the place where waterboarding is performed "The CIA Centre For Aquatic Excellence," give all participants an "I survived training camp" T-shirt with the centre's logo on it, and treat them to a couple of carbo-loading pancake breakfasts. It worked for us.

So here's a suggestion, Mr. Farries. Long before Wanda Sykes poked fun at Rush Limbaugh, your buddies were pissing themselves over the inherent humour in torture by waterboarding so, you know, you might consider taking your totally contrived outrage and putting a fucking sock in it.

And as for Rachel Marsden, well, my opinion of her still hasn't changed. I'm thinking the world would be a better place if she wasn't around. And I mean that in a strictly Weiner Pratfall kind of way.

AFTERSNARK: Enjoy.